The mountain wind blew by, and in the early autumn of September, the sky was high and the clouds were light and the sun was shining in the forest, but it made people extremely cold.
In Zuoshui Village, the entire village is enjoying a rare leisurely day.
Some people were leaning on the wooden deck chairs, gnawing on the dried meat with squinted eyes, and burped happily.
Women were peeling lingonberries, and some young children were painting branches in the sand at their feet.
Draw a few people.
Then draw a huge net. The net covers people and turns them into a tall mountain of food.
After finishing the painting, several children started laughing and taking selfies.
The autumn weather is crisp and clear, and the villagers of Zuoshui Village have not been so leisurely and relaxed for a long time.
They squinted their eyes and basked lazily in the sun. The food for the winter had been stored, so they didn't have to worry about it this year. In their ears were the childish laughter and sparse applause of children.
I don’t know when it started.
The applause suddenly became powerful and uniform.
"Huh?" The village chief lazily opened his eyes and looked outside with great reluctance. When he saw clearly, he jumped up from the recliner.
He shouted sharply: "Who!"
At this moment, strangers were standing on the branches of the entire Zuoshui Village, in every shadow, and next to the children.
An Wan was walking in the front. The little princess who used to hide behind Yin Nian even in less dangerous battles was forced to walk in front of everyone. Her face no longer looked like the childish child it once was, only the
The next piece is sharpened after polishing.
An Wan's palms clapped heavily.
"It's great, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, good air, and good scenery. It's such a paradise."
The people in Wuhe Palace leaned against the big tree trunks, with sarcastic smiles on their faces, wiping the knives on their hands slowly, and pouring water on the blades, as if to wait for the opportunity.
Cut cleaner.
"Ah!" The women screamed when they saw this, and quickly pulled their children together, as if this would give them more strength and courage.
An Wan is already a divine general and has even obtained the Pearl of Inheritance.
Not to mention, the people who came with Wuhe Palace this time were all very fierce people. They were persecuted and wandering and still managed to survive, and most of them had some strength.
They whistled at the people in the village, sneered on their lips, and their eyes were full of disgust.
Such a person again!
On their way into exile, their enemies also posted portraits and offered rewards. It was not that they had never met good people, but more often than not, their lives were exchanged for the reward. If they were really heinous people and were framed, then it would be a shame.
After admitting that Wuhe Palace can pass the screening of the Immortal Grandma, the ones left in the end are either those who were born weak and oppressed and bullied, or they were originally good and kind people who were driven crazy by this dirty world.
They hate everyone who is like the people in this village!
Yin Nian took them to the Mu family for revenge. Naturally, they wanted to reciprocate the favor and entertain these people who had tricked and killed Yin Nian's 'family'.
"Who are you?" The village chief tried to maintain his composure, but the hands hidden behind his back could no longer suppress the trembling. "We in Zuoshui Village don't seem to have any grudge against you."
"Hahaha." An Wan covered her stomach and laughed loudly, "How long has it been and you still don't recognize me?"
"Can't you recognize this face of mine? Or my relationship with Yin Nian is not good enough for those aristocratic families to create a portrait of me alone!" An Wan said while stepping aside, revealing the silent painting behind him.
Xuan and Fozi.
Yucheng Buddha put his hands together and smiled slightly at the village chief and said, "Donor, long time no see."
Hua Xuan looked at them indifferently.
The smell of burning torches that day seemed to reappear in her nose, the earthy smell of the net, laughter, celebrations, and the screams of Ruan Qin and the members of the academy team being beaten.
"You...are you having a very happy life these days?" Hua Xuan twitched her lips, her voice was calm but made the village chief shed a big sweat.
"You, you, you, how can you still be alive!"
A huge python stick appeared in his hand, which looked like a brand-new artifact, "Get out of here! You are not welcome in our village!"
As he said this, the village chief, in a mixture of panic and anger, took the python stick and fiercely attacked Hua Xuan.
The village chief is a nine-star priest.
He is already the strongest person in this village.
Hua Xuan didn't even need to move. An Wan stabbed out with her sword and directly picked off the brand new magic weapon in the village chief's hand. Then, she grabbed the village chief's collar and violently tore him over.
A pair of spiked finger cots appeared on it.
Bang bang bang bang!
The fists smashed into afterimages, and blood splashed onto her face like waves from a fish shaking ice.
An Wan's body was full of murderous intent.
Amidst the screams of a group of people, when An Wan took back her hand, the village chief, who was still alive and kicking just now, had turned into a headless bloody corpse, and fell straight to the ground, with his old bones broken into pieces.
"Ah! Ah!"
Some people knelt down on the spot. With tears streaming down their faces, they protected their wives and children behind their backs and clasped their palms together and begged miserably: "We were wrong. We were obsessed. Girl, girl, please spare our lives."
They banged their heads and kowtowed only to Huaxuan and Fozi.
These two people, one is a woman and the other is a monk. The woman is soft-hearted and the monk is compassionate. They are like people who have grabbed the last piece of driftwood and are unwilling to let go.
"Master, there is nothing we can do!"
"Look at our children, they are too thin and have nothing to eat!"
"If it were you, wouldn't it be possible for you to watch your children starve to death and freeze to death?"
"If you put yourself in our shoes, you will understand us!"
They kept repeating words like "helpless", "difficulties" and "miserable" in an attempt to gain some sympathy from them.
Everyone cried together, with tears and runny noses coming out together.
But soon, tiny sounds came from the surroundings.
A group of people raised their heads, only to find that the surrounding mountains and plains were already filled with people, but these people were not all from Wuhe Palace, but from all the surrounding villages.
They all looked at this scene in Zuoshui Village with fearful and trembling expressions.
The one who drove them over was a Wuhegong team led by Jin Buhuan.
He scratched his head and said, "Okay, we brought these people here according to Yin Nian's instructions."
An Wan took a deep breath, turned to look at the stunned villagers of Zuoshui Village, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth with a sneer: "You can't help it?"
"It's such a nice weather, why do you just stay at home and bask in the sun without doing any farming, even if it's to catch some spiritual animals and collect some herbs?"
"Tell me!" An Wan casually pointed to the villagers in a village who were forced to watch, "How do you live in your village?"
"Grow, grow a kind of ginseng, sell it, sell it..." The villager was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.
As long as you have hands, how can you not survive? You have to live a life without rich clothes and fine food. At least you should have food and clothing. Otherwise, this place is really barren and lifeless. Are these people and the nearby villages sick if they stay here?
?
"Where are you!" She pointed to another one.
The man answered hastily, biting his tongue in his haste, "We capture spiritual animals and sell their skins and meat."
The soil is not good.
You can't grow food, but you can grow a special kind of medicine.
The mountains are full of wild spiritual beasts.
The people in Zuoshui Village felt as if someone had choked them, unable to utter even a single word.
"It's the first time I've seen such good weather. There's a village where all the people are here doing nothing and basking in the sun." An Wan smiled sarcastically, "You guys are living a good life, but you have nothing to eat. It's really miserable!
!Na!”
In this whole village, old, small and big, even if there are some that are originally good, they still know how to pick up two fruits.
When you feel that it is easier to survive by hurting others than by working hard yourself, you will become like these adults.
Especially looking at the children's paintings on the ground can prove this, which makes people feel sick to their stomachs.
An Wan sneered.
The long knife in his hand swung forward heavily: "Kill me!"
"Leave no one behind!"
Jin Buhuan spoke at the right time and said: "Crack off the heads of those who dare not look up!"
His gentle face looked particularly cold at this moment.
"Watch carefully!"
"This is the fate of those who disturb the world and help the noble family!"