The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Carpenter Wen was still firm in his eyes. His eyes suddenly shrank, his mouth closed tightly, his body swayed and stood up straight, and he turned to look at the man with the stick behind him.

"Brother Wang, you... You really can do it." Every time he said a word, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth. He had already damaged his arm. When he was poisoned, he was supported by a stream of Qi. The stick hit his back solidly, almost smashing the viscera.

The man who was called brother Wang shook his hand holding the stick, stepped back and yelled: "kill them together! Set fire to the filth

The rest of the carpenter's arm moved and a big hand clenched into a fist.

"Here you are, Dad." Wen Ruolan picked up the saw and handed it to the carpenter. Her voice was gentle: "these people don't want to live, just give them a ride."

Carpenter Wen looked at his daughter, the color of pain spread in his eyes, and nodded.

Wen Ruolan's petite figure is standing beside the carpenter. Father and daughter are eyeing a group of people who want to kill them. A gust of wind blows over, and Wen Ruolan's hair is blown up, revealing the wound on her forehead. At this time, she is as sad as a flower.

He raised his hand to these people, and his voice was sonorous: "you foolish people! I only know the power of ghosts and gods, but I don't know the goodness of life in heaven. All the people in Wen's family are protected by the Bodhisattva. They will not die. If you want to disobey the Bodhisattva's will, don't blame me for being merciless under Wen Ruolan! "

"Temptations! Do it. " In the crowd, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in a long robe made a steady voice.

Wen Ruolan's eyes looked at him like a knife, and the corners of his mouth pursed into a straight line: "is it a hoax? There are gods and Buddhas all over the sky as well as Arhats who protect the Dharma. It's a demon to be disrespectful to heaven. It's useless to wear human skin. Come on, let's see who's dead and who's alive today! "

These people were bluffing a Leng a Leng, all looked at the people in long clothes.

Wenzhuangsi could not help but change his face. As Li Zheng of wenjiazhuang, if he counseled, he would have no prestige. Moreover, he said that the county magistrate was determined to kill his family. In his eyes, even if he survived, it would be OK to die again.

Take fixed attention, mouth: "firewood all surround, drench lamp oil, you rush past together, random stick kills!"

Although Li Zheng was not an official position, he was the backbone in the eyes of these villagers. Immediately, someone rushed up with a stick, and one of them came out, and all of them hugged him.

Firewood was thrown around the yard, and the pungent smell of lamp oil filled the air.

Wen Ruolan's embroidery needle is already ready. She won't kill anyone, but these people can't kill them!

The saw in the carpenter's hand waved, and the wind was blowing. Everyone avoided the carpenter and rushed to the weakest looking wenruolan. Just as wenruolan was about to move, the carpenter took a step to protect her: "don't hurt my daughter any more!"

The despairing roar echoed in Wen Ruolan's ears. She laughed, her eyes moist, and relying on her thin figure, she went out from the carpenter Wen and stabbed one of them at the Quchi point on his arm.

That person still don't know how to return a responsibility, arm a hemp stick fell to the ground, frightened of looking at Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan didn't care what his expression was. He turned and stabbed the person who was closest to him but was running for cheap dad. He stabbed into the big hole of life gate on his back. The person who had been running forward suddenly knelt on the ground.

Over there, the saw in carpenter Wen's hand swung, and no one could get close to him. Over here, Wen Ruolan laid a heavy hand, and two needles knocked down two people.

All of a sudden, all the people are silly.

Wen Ruolan swallowed his saliva, and his face was as calm as possible. Step by step, he went to the carpenter: "Dad, people don't hurt tigers, tigers don't eat people's hearts. They really want to die. Don't stop your daughter from killing people."

Carpenter Wen's eyes were red. At this time, he still had blood on his lapel. When he heard his daughter say something like this, he didn't object. He nodded: "yes, I will die together!"

"No! Wen Ruolan knows magic The first person with numb arms responded and yelled.

All the talents found that they didn't know when sun Dazhu had knelt on the ground and his lower body was wet.

Wen Ruolan was still standing beside the carpenter with a cold face, pointing to Wen Zhuangzi standing outside the crowd: "as the backbone of a village, don't you know what it means to be a pioneer? What's the ability to use others? Come here, come here and try my magic

Wenzhuang thought Gudong swallowed his saliva, and then he saw the old man of the Wen family, who was holding the memorial tablet. He suddenly came to the spirit. Regardless of Wen Ruolan, he pointed to the carpenter: "it's all right for you to give birth to the daughter of the disaster star. Do you want to implicate the villagers in a village? Wen Zhuangxian, you have disgraced your ancestors, and you have no face to see them when you die! "

Carpenter Wen was speechless for a moment. He clenched the saw in his hand. He couldn't do it, but he was a man, protecting his wife and children. He understood! Do it with all your life!

"Third brother." Wenzhuangde came out of the crowd with the spirit throne in his arms. It was called a tearful old man: "do you want to drag Dad down to be humiliated?"

"Big brother." Carpenter Wen's eyes were red: "they don't give us a way to live."

"How are you going to live? Everyone in the village knows what happened yesterday. Elder brother knows that you are wronged for your death. It's also the family's misfortune to have a disaster. Can you be obedient and put down the saw? "

Wen Ruolan felt that his father was shaken, and quickly stepped forward: "why can't we live? With the protection of Bodhisattvas, life should not be lost! "

"Shut up Wenzhuangde was cold: "your parents are buried with you. What else do you want?"

Wen Ruolan was able to see through. These people believed that their family was deceiving corpses, but they couldn't make any sense. When they were about to break out, they saw their father kneel down in tears: "elder brother, yue'e gave birth to a man last night. After the Wen family had it, they thought that they would let yue'e and the two children go and let me die, so I would die."

"The dead give birth to children, and they are also monsters!" Wenzhuangsi looks so ruthless!

Wenzhuangde sent the throne forward: "third brother, take your family to reincarnation. Elder brother will give you a ride." Then he turned to Wen zhuangsi and said, "Li Zheng, you can start the fire."

In wenruolan's mind, there is a documentary about barbaric tribes. Where do these people have half of the love? Holding the throne is just killing the whole family with Xianxiao's big hat.

Someone in the crowd had already lit a fire and walked to the firewood drenched with lamp oil.

Sky, a thunder, overcast clouds, Wen Ruolan suddenly laughed, pointing to heaven: "see if you can burn my Wen Ruolan family!"

The baby's cry came from the room, and everyone was shocked by the sudden overcast sky.

Wen Ruolan reached for the carpenter and stood up. His voice choked: "Dad, do you think others think we are corpse swindlers? If others let me die, I will not

"Ruolan." Carpenter Wen was speechless for a while. He had a reputation for being virtuous and filial, but his daughter's words were good.

At this time, a man came from a distance, carrying a bucket, and he cried out: "master, I'll save you!"