After Zhao Zhizhi let go of his hand, Wei Shao felt a flash of disappointment in his heart.

Zhao Zhizhi cupped his hands like a scholar in the book, "Thank you so much, young hero, for saving your life. Although I can't repay you, I swear to God, if young hero is of any use to me in the future, I will do my best. Never refuse.”

She had a serious expression when she said this, and Wei Shao had no doubt about its authenticity.

Just as he was about to say something, a long whistle suddenly came from the distance.

Wei Shao frowned slightly, said "Excuse me" and flew away.

Zhao Zhizhi stepped up and looked at his figure. When he found that he couldn't be found at all, he couldn't help but marveled, "Master, what a master!"

On the other side, He Xiuer ran home in a panic from the back mountain.

After closing the door, he squatted down in despair, biting his fingertips and said randomly: "I killed someone, what should I do? What should I do?"

The village chief heard the noise and walked out of the house. Seeing that she was in a bad state, he walked over quickly and said worriedly:

"Xiu'er, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

Li Xiuer raised her head suddenly, tears bursting out, "Dad."

The village chief realized that the matter was not simple and made a "shush" gesture to her, then pulled her up and walked to the main room.

"Okay, let's talk now."

He Xiuer's tears couldn't stop flowing down her face. She was so frightened that she couldn't feel at ease even when she got to her own home.

She hesitated and told what happened in the back mountain in detail.

The village chief was extremely calm after hearing this, as if human life was nothing in his eyes.

"Dad, what should I do? Will the Zhao family report to the government? Will they come to take revenge on me?" He Xiuer was almost going crazy with fear.

The village chief did not answer but asked: "Did anyone see you push Zhao Zhizhi off the cliff?"

He Xiuer shook her head, "No, I followed him secretly. When Zhao Zhizhi fell, I looked around and didn't find anyone else."

A relaxed smile appeared on the village chief's face. He touched He Xiu'er's head and praised: "Xiu'er, you did a good job."

He Xiuer raised her head with a blank look on her face. She was frightened and had tears falling all over her face, which made her look a little hard to look at now.

The village chief snorted coldly and patiently explained to her: "That shrew Zhao Zhizhi, you pushed her off the cliff to eliminate harm for the people."

"You don't have to worry about being troubled by the Zhao family. No one knows that it was you who did it. If you kill the person who didn't do it, what can they do?"

He Xiuer suddenly became enlightened and sniffed, most of her fear gone in an instant.

But she soon became worried again, "But she hasn't found the water source yet. Now that she's dead, wouldn't it be an advantage for her?"

The village chief touched the beard on his chin disapprovingly, "She's not here, so we can go find her father and brother. At that time, she said she would help the villagers find water, and no one forced her."

"If the Zhao family hid her, we would force them to hand her over. If they can't hand her over, then it would be a different matter."

The village chief had long disliked them. After all, the existence of the Zhao family made his majesty a joke.

He Xiuer's eyes lit up and she stopped crying, "Dad, you are so smart."

The village chief asked people to pay attention to every move of the Zhao family. Seeing that they came out in large numbers for two days in a row, he was completely relieved.

It's a pity that after three days, they will taste the taste of being clever but being misled by their cleverness.

He Xiuer eagerly knocked on the door of the main house early in the morning, "Dad, the three days are up. We should go to the Zhao family to ask about the water source."

The village chief was having a sweet dream when a sudden knock on the door woke him up.

Glancing at the sky outside the window, he put on his coat and opened the door, scolding angrily with a dark face: "What time is it now? The villagers haven't woken up yet. Do you want to go to Zhao's house by yourself?"

He Xiuer said disapprovingly: "If you go and shout in person, they will get up!"

The village chief was so angry that he raised his hand and gave her a slap on the head.

He Xiuer covered her head and cried out sadly: "Dad, why did you hit me?"

"Go back to your house and reflect. Come to me when you wake up." The village chief's angry look could still scare He Xiuer.

She turned around aggrievedly and returned to her residence.

He Xiuer actually knew in her heart that her actions today were too urgent, but she couldn't get too excited when she finally waited for the opportunity to wipe out the Zhao family.

In addition, she has already thought of the punishment for the Zhao family and his son.

Since Zhao Zhizhi has fallen to death, the Zhao family and his son should bear the grievances in her heart!

Thinking like this, a sinister smile appeared on He Xiuer's lips.

The village chief didn't get up until the sun was up.

As soon as he stretched, He Xiuer rushed out of the room. Seeing that he immediately regained his composure, he walked forward slowly and called softly: "Dad, can we go?"

The village chief frowned and nodded pretending to be profound, "Well, you go call the Big Speaker and ask him to summon the villagers to gather under the locust tree in the village."

The old locust tree existed before the villagers moved here, and now it has become a symbol of the village, which is also the origin of the village's name.

He Xiuer has been waiting for this moment for too long. She hated everyone in the Zhao family after learning that Li Xiucai was engaged to Zhao Zhizhi.

After urgently calling to the "big speaker" in the village, she followed her to inform other villagers. On the way, she kept whispering in the "big speaker"'s ear as if urging: "Uncle Niu, walk faster, faster."

In about a cup of tea, everyone who was supposed to be there arrived.

Except for the wife of the Xu family and the old man of the Chai family who had been favored by Zhao Zhizhi, everyone else rushed over.

Even if some families had not been oppressed by the Zhao family and their sons, they all followed suit and blocked the door with loud shouts of indignation.

Human nature is evil, and the fear of water shortage makes them look hateful.

The villagers came to Zhao's house with great fanfare and broke down the door. Everyone had farm tools in their hands.

The Zhao family's father and son opened the door and glanced around sharply.

They didn't even say a word, and the calves of the villagers in the front began to tremble uncontrollably.

The village chief knew that the Zhao family and his son had hunted all year round and were very skilled, so he did not intend to fight head-on from the beginning.

He stepped forward, put his hands behind his back, pretended to be embarrassed and said to Zhao's father: "Old Zhao, don't blame me for bringing the villagers to your home because your daughter said that we would find a water source to provide water to the village in three days. , that’s when we came to the door.”

Father Zhao looked stronger than his three sons. He glanced coldly at the people in the village, and finally moved his eyes to the village chief, "Since my daughter said three days later, did she tell the exact time? ?”

The village chief choked, and the villagers whispered behind him, not daring to refute.

Father Zhao narrowed his eyes dangerously and his voice deepened, "You can't speak anymore? Then who are you showing off to, looking like you're going to accuse me?"

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