Five men with knives came in, wearing ordinary samurai robes. After entering the yard, they also saw Ji Rou, who was in good shape.
The leading thin man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks glanced Ji Rou from top to bottom with naked desires, and paused for a long time on the slightly open collar of the female sky-burning robe. He wished he could use his eyes to peel off the beautiful woman's figure. When the other four men saw Ji Rou, their eyes also lit up.
"I just hold a little lady, and it seems to be a place, so I will take it away together. Haha. The little one is dedicated to offerings, and the big one is riding by myself at night." The little one in his mouth pointed to Qian'er, and the big one is naturally pointing to Ji Rou. After saying that, he licked his lips, and his disgusting saliva dripped.
When they broke into the door, the old man with a lame leg hugged the frightened Qian'er behind him. He shouted in a hoarse voice: "Lin Xiong, you are a beast, what your elder brother is good to you during his lifetime, you know. Qian'er is your niece after all, and you are malicious to her and be careful of being punished."
"Bah, Old Man Jiang, what big brother, he just acted like a fucking. He stole my woman and was embarrassed to call me a big brother. Humph, in the end, even my own woman was not well protected." His sharp mouth opened, and a bad breath spurted between his yellow teeth, "I was angry as soon as I saw this little girl. Don't block my wealth today, I have to offer her to the offering."
As he said that, four men in martial arts robes surrounded the three of them. "Don't hurt that woman, it will be difficult to ride if it is injured."
The old man's face was pale, and the girl who was held behind him was trembling and looked at the thin man with fear. A few years ago, when his parents were still alive, they often gave some fun and delicious food to their "uncle", but now it has become so terrible.
The thin man curled his lips and spitted on the table with a mouthful of phlegm, which was very disgusting. "Old man Jiang, please hand over the little girl if you know her. Don't use your cousin's name to scare me. It doesn't work. It makes me angry and will slash you with one knife."
"Corrupt!" The old man was so angry that he trembled all over. Qian'er was the only reason for him to continue living now. If he couldn't save her and was sorry for his son and daughter-in-law, he would have to hit him and die on the wall.
Just when he was almost desperate, a "crystal" sound came from his ears. The warrior wearing dragon-tooth armor appeared majestic beside Ji Rou. The black black iron axe in the warrior's hand was the third-level abyss battle axe. When the Dragon Guard appeared, Ji Rou also took out the green jade staff that had been included in the space capsule.
After listening to the conversation between the thin man and the old man, she was extremely disgusted with the five people coming. Especially the thin man with a filthy mouth, even if she was a weak woman, she wanted to slap him twice.
There are too many unfair things in the world, but since she encounters it, she will not stand by. Ji Rou's face became serious. She looked around and retreated fearfully after summoning the dragon guard. She looked at the thin man with inquiring eyes, saying nothing. Her furrowed eyebrows and the light green cultivation power that surged from the meridians from the green jade scepter showed her position - with me today, you can't even think of bullying Liang Bashan.
"Swish." A red flame jumped out of the green jade scepter and turned into a flamingo of a palm. It was the middle-grade flame magic, Red Suzaku Wings.
It seems that in the past year, Ji Rou has been much better than before. The market price of the middle-grade first-class Red Suzaku Wings is 200 days to refine coins.
"Boss Xiong, it's a spirit refining, what's wrong?" The men around were all khan. They were deeply afraid that the flames on Ji Rou's staff were hit by a middle-level magic, which was not something to play.
The thin Jiang Xiong was also very nervous because he only had the ability to be a mid-level refiner. Looking at Ji Rou, the Long Guard, who looked a little like a woman, but was much more resolute, had a whole set of dragon teeth on his body. Jiang Xiong swallowed and spitted. No need to think about it, the five of them were not enough for others to beat him up.
He lowered his head and bowed, and the thin man laughed flatteringly. "Female hero, I'm joking. Today I'm here to help my uncle with the chef. Misunderstandings." As he spoke, his eyes stared at the flamingo on the green jade staff without blinking, for fear that the vulgar words just now would offend the woman. The latter held a grudge and "rewarded" his own magic.
Good, if the middle-grade magic of refining spirits is hit, it will definitely be seriously injured.
Helping the chef is too fake. Fortunately, he came up with this far-fetched reason.
"Uncle, since there is nothing wrong with you, I'll leave now. Trouble, disturb." The thin man didn't dare to look up at Ji Rou. In this world of witch hunters with strong people respected, killing people is not legally responsible. When several big men said a misunderstanding, they retreated with relief. Then they followed him away.
A disaster was resolved like this. The old man was so excited that he burst into tears. He almost knelt down and wanted to kowtow to Ji Rou to thank him. But he was helped up by the latter. "Old man, there is no need to do this. This is what I should do. What is going on? He called you uncle."
In this remote town, there are few spirit-level witch hunters. There are even fewer spirit refining like Ji Rou. In fact, if it weren't for the location indicated by the treasure trove, she wouldn't have come here.
Usually, I run on Taiqing Mountain for ten days and half a month, and try my luck aimlessly, and I don’t have as much money as I can afford to guard a few trips of the Dragon Soul.
"Hey." The old man sighed with a bitter look on his face, and sat down with the help of the little girl. Facing his life-savior, some past events that he was unwilling to tell, slowly told them.
"Old man, I am a Lin, and I am called Linshan. When I was young, I had good skills and flexible hands and feet. I worked as a chef at the Jiang family for a while. That was the best life the old man lived. Later, the head of the family personally gave me the surname Jiang." With the glory of the past, the old man's eyes also shone.
"Jiang Family?" Ji Rou was surprised, "Mr. Jiang, are you talking about the Jiang Family in Dongyu City?" That is one of the three major families in Dongyu City. It is incredible that the old man actually worked as a chef in the Jiang family. But why did he fall into this today?
Ji Rou didn't say that, but Old Man Jiang understood her eyes.
The old man caressed the girl's head and said in a casual manner: "As older, the old man retreated from the Jiang family, relied on his previous savings to run a restaurant in Dongyu City, got married and had children, and later he had Qian'er's father."
When talking about his son, Old Man Jiang felt proud. His son Jiang Chen was an excellent witch hunter, and his beautiful daughter-in-law satisfied Old Man Jiang.
For the future of his son, Old Man Jiang relied on some of the relationships he had accumulated when he was young and arranged for his son Jiang Feng, who was already a first-class spiritual refining stage, to join the Jiang family as a family guard. Later, after Old Man Jiang's son, Xiao Qian's father, worked as a family guard in the Jiang family for a period of time, he brought his wife into the Jiang family as a guard.
After all, in Dongyu City, being able to become a family guard of the Jiang family, one of the three major families, has an unlimited future, which is something that the demon hunter dreams of. If he is lucky enough to become the elite of the Jiang family, it would be a great fortune. The progressive Jiang Feng is also working hard in this aspect.
At that time, Old Man Jiang's family lived a happy and fulfilling life. Even some "relatives" who were not close to each other emerged and wanted to seek care. Old Man Jiang, who was kind-hearted, arranged a livelihood for them and asked them to do things in their own restaurant.
But the situation suddenly changed, and the happy days turned sharply. When the little girl Jiang Xin was five years old, news of Jiang Feng and his wife's death came one after another. Old man Jiang could not bear the blow and fell ill all of a sudden. When his condition gradually improved, he endured the grief and asked his son and daughter-in-law's cause of death with his previous relationship with the Jiang family, but the latter avoided him.
The last few times have been too many, which annoyed some people in the Jiang family. Whenever Old Man Jiang appears at the door of the Jiang family, he will be beaten to death by the guards. He fainted many times.
One day, Old Man Jiang returned to the restaurant with injuries all over his body, but found that the restaurant he had worked hard to run for many years was occupied by ungrateful "relatives". This would have cut off Old Man Jiang's life. If it weren't for Xiao Qian, who was only five years old, who needed care and was disheartened and bullied, Old Man Jiang would have committed suicide long ago.
The story sounds like this, but when these sufferings come out bit by bit from the old man who has experienced vicissitudes, Ji Rou has already blurred tears in her eyes.
"That incompetent Lin Xiong was just a little hooligan before. When Feng'er was still there, he often went to the restaurant in Dongyu City to eat and drink. Because his surname was Lin, the old man thought he was his family, so he asked him to call the old man "Uncle". He also asked Feng'er to teach him some martial arts, ah..."
Old Man Jiang shook his head and sighed: "The world is getting worse and worse. These scum who have been kind enough to repay the enemy to rob people, and want to sell my miserable Qian'er." Old Man Jiang touched the head of the little girl who was already crying and hugged her tightly in her arms.
Ji Rou was tearful. Old Man Jiang's words touched some past events hidden in her heart that she didn't want to recall. She wiped away her tears, grabbed Old Man Jiang's rough hands with her hands, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I'll take you out of here."
Old Man Jiang patted Ji Rou's hand and smiled a little relieved. There are still good people in this world. However, he would not leave here. Because on the hillside behind the hut, the bodies of his son and daughter-in-law whom he had worked so hard to ask for from the Jiang family were buried.
He had to guard them until he died of old age. Old Man Jiang said, "Girl, take my granddaughter away. The old man is so old that he can't stand the tossing. If you can take care of Qian'er for the old man and take her to grow up, even if the old man dies here, he will have no regrets."
"Grandpa, don't. Qian'er won't leave, Qian'er will accompany you." When she thought of separating from her grandfather who was dependent on each other, Jiang Xin suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall. She hugged Old Man Jiang's arm desperately and cried bitterly. Seeing that Ji Rougang stopped tears fell again.
"Okay, Qian'er won't leave. Grandpa can't bear to let you go." Old Man Jiang's turbid eyes finally couldn't help but shed tears.