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Chapter 282 Forest Fairy

"What the hell is this place? I'll never come here again! Forget it, I won't give you any money if you don't come. I'll come back when I'm full!"

Zhang Mao cursed and walked out of the banyan forest.

If the elder brother hadn't been away and the old man had caught the cold, he wouldn't have come to the Laoshizi Banyan Forest to work as a tree supervisor.

This damn place was so cold at night that it almost gave him a cold. There was no fish in the damn river, so he only ate dry food and steamed buns every day, which made him choke.

Just now, he woke up from hunger again. Regardless of the old man's repeated warnings, he planned to go home and have a good meal first.

As soon as he stepped out of the banyan tree forest, he felt that the sky was really high and the land was really vast. It was exactly what Master said: the sky is high, the sky is high, the land is vast and the scenery is beautiful.

However, when he squinted his eyes, the scenery in front of him was even more beautiful, and the people in front of him were even more beautiful.

For a moment, he had forgotten his hunger and went straight to the beautiful woman.

"Good sister, what's your name, and why are you here alone?"

A fat man with big ears suddenly appeared in the woods. Lin Xiuzhen was startled and turned around to run away.

Although she usually stayed close to home, she also knew that this man was the most famous second-rate son in the village, Zhang Mao, the second son of the Li Zheng family.

This guy is a bastard. In the village, everyone from a six-year-old girl to a sixty-year-old old woman will avoid anyone he sees.

Zhang Mao was only eighteen years old, but he was full of fat and fat. He was not even a young man, but he had been hanging around in the houses for a long time, and he was well versed in the affairs of men and women.

Now that he had been staying by the ghost river for several days, and could only sleep with Lengqiu in his arms at night, there was already an evil fire in his heart.

Seeing no one around now, how could he let this beautiful woman escape?

He caught up with her in just a few steps, took Lin Xiuzhen's arm and said with a smile: "Good sister, what's your name? Why are you here alone?"

Lin Xiuzhen was horrified, trembling her lips and said: "I, I'll find some wild fruits... for the children to eat."

Zhang Mao was a little annoyed when he heard this. He didn't expect that this woman had already given birth.

However, it was better than nothing, and his smile deepened: "I know there are some places where the fruit is particularly sweet. Sister, come with me."

With that said, he pulled Lin Xiuzhen and walked into the forest.

"No, no, I'm going home!" Lin Xiuzhen hurriedly refused, but couldn't get away.

How could Lin Xiuzhen, a mere weak woman, be able to defeat the young and strong Zhang Mao?

She was pulled step by step into the forest by Zhang Mao, and the sky above her suddenly became dark.

Her heart also fell into an abyss.

"Let me go!" Lin Xiuzhen got the courage from nowhere, grabbed Zhang Mao's hand and bit her hard.

"ah!"

Taking advantage of Zhang Mao's pain and letting go, she ran forward hurriedly, but was grabbed fiercely by Zhang Mao.

"You bitch, how dare you bite me? Are you tired of living?"

With a snap, Lin Xiuzhen was hit by Zhang Mao's palm so hard that stars appeared in her eyes and she fell to the ground in a daze.

But she never gave up and was still struggling desperately.

Zhang Mao was extremely anxious at this time. Seeing her unwillingness to cooperate, he said angrily: "If you hide again, I will chop up the little cub you gave birth to!"

Lin Xiuzhen was stunned and shed tears.

Seeing that she finally stopped struggling, Zhang Mao said happily: "It's enough if this is the case. If you satisfy me, I will reward you with a few strings of money to buy you clothes."

She was actually compared to a laughing girl in Fireworks Willow Alley. Lin Xiuzhen was so embarrassed and angry that she was about to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

At this moment, she saw the person behind Zhang Mao.

It was as if I saw a staircase in the abyss, or as if I encountered a bright light in the dark night.

Lin Xiuzhen suddenly gained strength again and kicked Zhang Mao hard.

"Smelly bitch, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished by drinking wine, right?"

Zhang Mao was about to use force again when he felt a cold sensation on the back of his neck, as if something sharp was pressing against him.

"Yes, who is it..." he asked with a trembling voice, not daring to move.

Yun Ling ignored him.

She comforted Lin Xiuzhen softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Lin Xiuzhen nodded with tears in her eyes, stood aside and folded her clothes.

After a while, Lin Xiuzhen said: "I'm fine, let's go back."

"What about him? How to deal with it?" Yun Ling asked.

Lin Xiuzhen glanced at Zhang Mao fearfully, lowered her head and said bitterly: "He is Li Zheng's son. Let's go, just pretend that we have never seen him before."

Seeing how soft-hearted she was, Yun Ling felt a little resentful that iron could not turn into steel.

If she followed her habit in Longyou, she would just kill such a person directly and not treat him lightly.

How is Lin Xiuzhen's approach different from letting the tiger return to the mountain?

However, monks are not allowed to kill mortals easily. Even if she is an ordinary person now, she should abide by this commandment. Otherwise, she may have karma when she advances in the future.

Regardless, this was Lin Xiuzhen's decision, and she still respected it. However, it was not her style to let Zhang Mao off easily.

"You go back first, I'll be back in a while." Yun Ling said.

Lin Xiuzhen shook her head when she heard this and said, "This man is very fierce. Let's go together."

She knew that Yun Ling had extraordinary swordsmanship, but in the end she was still a weak woman, and she was afraid that she would suffer a disadvantage.

Yun Ling shook his head, stabbed forward a few more times with the sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "You go first, I will come later."

"Okay, then be careful." Seeing that she had made up her mind, Lin Xiuzhen stumbled and ran outside the forest.

"Xia Xia, Xia Xia, spare your life! I don't dare to do that anymore." Zhang Mao's voice became even more trembling.

There was a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and he could already feel blood drops falling from his shoulders and stretching all over his back.

He was in severe pain, but he didn't dare to struggle, for fear that the people behind him would use a little more force and make him meet the King of Hell.

"Nvxia, you heard what the little lady just said, I am Li Zheng's son. My family has a lot of money. If you let me go, I can ask my father to give you money, a lot of money." He begged.

Yun Ling sneered and sheathed her sword.

This man cannot be killed, but he cannot be let go easily. He should be taught a lesson. Otherwise, there is no guarantee that he will not cause trouble to A Bao and Xiuzhen again.

But, how to deal with it?

She fell into deep thought in embarrassment.

When Zhang Mao saw the weapon on the back of his neck disappear, he turned around tremblingly to look.

When he saw the face of the girl behind him clearly, he felt as if he was lying in the wine pavilion of Zuixian Tower. Just one glance and he was already drunk.

There is such stunning beauty in the world. Adding a bit is too gorgeous, missing a bit is too bland, not too much, not too little, it is alluring.

The old master who punished him to copy books a few years ago often said that the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade. If you ask him to tell you what kind of beauty is like jade, it is not the same as the fairy in the forest.

Zhang Mao was so stunned by the beauty in front of him that he could not remember that he was in danger just now.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Yun Ling lustfully, and asked carefully and flatteringly: "I don't know where the fairy's home is, or what her name is. I am Zhang Mao, the son of Zhang Fude, who is in charge of this village."

Yun Ling raised the sword in his hand and snorted coldly: "No need to ask more, you just need to remember not to do evil in this village in the future! Otherwise, my sword will not have eyes."

Zhang Mao squinted his eyes and saw clearly the wooden sword in her hand.

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