Counterattack Xiaoxian

The old village chief saw that he really didn't look like him, so he stopped him and kept chattering: "Since the chief asked you to come, you go back and tell him that Sang Chai is not a good person. Ever since this old guy came, the village has been in a state of chaos and disgrace." Ji Shao Ya, a few days ago, the widow Sun of the east house was taking a bath at home, but she was also peeped at her, and asked him to get her away quickly. "

"Sang Chaizi is at the end of the village. Just walk along this road to the end. If no one is there, just go into the yard and wait." The village chief led a group of people away, a bunch of idle people.

Entering the village, he found that it was quite clean. Flowers and green plants were planted in front and back of each house. They were all brightly colored and delicate, just in line with the phrase "A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner. Love deep red and light red?" "

Maybe there were very few outsiders in the village. After a while, a group of children gathered behind him, playing and making noises. Some covered their mouths and snickered, and some followed them stupidly. Their childishness was evident. They walked all the way to the end of the village, and the little kids just started talking. Dispersed.

There is a large bamboo forest behind the village. There is an old house standing alone in the forest. It is surrounded by a fence. A grape vine has climbed all over the wall and window edge. The branches and leaves are so dense that it almost covers the entire house.

He poked his head inside and called through the fence: "Master Sang, are you here?"

No one in the room answered. There were only a few bees buzzing in the courtyard. After several bees, there was still no movement. Thinking of what the old village chief said, he saw a few stone pillars placed in the courtyard and decided to go in. waiting.

Ji Lingchu opened the fence door, but before he could sit firmly on the stone pillar, a grapevine suddenly rolled over like a flying fairy from the sky, wrapped around his legs, and hung him upside down.

He reacted very quickly. He flicked his waist and grabbed the vine with his hand. Unexpectedly, he felt a huge pain in his palm. When he let go, he saw that it was covered with dense pores, and beads of black blood seeped out. At the same time, there was a sensation in his legs. It hurts, but I think it's also a disaster.

"Hey, who is...?" he yelled, but his eyes were looking around, trying to find the person who plotted against him.

After calling for a long time, no one responded, and he was hanging upside down like a cocoon in the wind. Ji Lingchu only regretted that he didn't bring a knife with him. After a while, he gradually felt dizzy, not exactly, but more like a feeling of paralysis.

Could it be that he was poisoned? Isn't it a grapevine? Does this thing have thorns? It's really evil!

But he couldn't do anything. The blood was rushing to the top and he was feeling dizzy. He just hoped that his master would show up soon.

What he didn't notice was that the grapevines in the courtyard gradually began to wither and turn yellow for some reason. The withered leaves fell one after another and gathered in piles on the ground. A dog's face appeared and disappeared in front of his heart, and he muttered: " It’s a stress response, okay, let’s see who’s better.”

Ji Lingchu was in love with the grape vines when he heard a "creak" sound, the fence door was pushed open, and a group of gray water plants floated in.

His eyes widened, and he saw clearly that he was a thin old man, not tall, with messy long hair hanging down to his waist, as if he was holding a handful of waterweed on his head.

The old man was wearing a dark robe, his knees and elbows were wrapped in linen, he was holding a small shovel in his right hand, and there were two tied old hens hanging around his waist. He looked as strange as you could say.

This man was also shocked by the scene in front of him. He threw the chicken away and hurriedly came forward. The person he met was not Ji Lingchu, but holding a withered yellow vine and trembling. He was extremely sad, as if his lover had passed away before his eyes.

He turned his back to Ji Lingchu, and Ji Lingchu could only see two shoulders shrugging. He didn't know what was going on, so he tried to ask in shaman language in a low voice: "Hey, Master Sang, Master Sang, right?"

The old man suddenly turned around, with an uncertain expression, and stared at him and said: "Do you know how rare the spirit-binding vine is? I went through a lot of hard work to find hundreds of free-range centipedes mixed with local wild grapes, and finally only one survived. Unexpectedly, I never expected that you, a little thief, would cause trouble!"

"Ah? Master, please put me down first," Ji Lingchu said, "This is all a misunderstanding."

The old man shouted: "Stop! The layout of the yard is just to prevent you and other petty thieves. Tell me, what despicable means did you use to ruin my hard work?"

Ji Lingchu was full of grievances: "I really didn't do anything. Your vine is too strong. Who can break free? What methods can be used?"

Before he finished speaking, as if to refute him, the tightly entangled vines scattered and turned into a pile of broken branches and rotten leaves.

When the old man saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched, his face was as heavy as the bottom of a pot, and he wanted to cry but was still angry.

Ji Lingchu fell to the ground and knew that this person must be Master Sang. He quickly complained: "Master Sang, it really has nothing to do with me. It was the patriarch who sent me here. I am here for business, yes, business!"

"Come here quickly, if you tell a lie, I will burn you with this pile of vines."

Seeing that the old man was so angry, he quickly explained everything about the clan leader's entrustment and meeting with the village chief. After hearing this, the old man cursed: "Boy, you have been fooled by that old thief."

So Ji Lingchu heard another story. It turned out that Master Sang had not gotten along well with the villagers since he came to the village.

Xiongwu Village is located in a remote location, bordering the deep mountains and old forests of the Burial Star Sea. It has abundant wild resources and is extremely suitable for plant research. This is why Master Sang chose to live here temporarily.

The harsh living environment has created a rough and arrogant character in the villagers. They all have the surname Xiong, so they are very united, and xenophobia has become a matter of course.

But Master Sang is also a very human being. They can't help but feel angry, so they often find excuses to find trouble and vent their unhappiness.

In particular, there are a few village men and women who are full of food but not hungry. They fall in love with him and hang around his house. They either trample the seedlings or follow other things, making it difficult for people to guard against him.

Master Sang couldn't bear the disturbance, so he set up traps in the bamboo forest and planted spirit-binding vines in the yard. This vine is good at catching living creatures and is slightly poisonous. It can make people feel numb and itchy until they become comatose.

Although these arrangements were not fatal, they caused the troublesome villagers to suffer so much that no one dared to come again.

However, the grudge between the two parties was sown. Although they did not know the conflict, they would often use tricks on each other. It can be said that they have been grudges for a long time.

Ji Lingchu was speechless after hearing this. He secretly cursed the village chief of Xiongwu Village as an old man and disrespectful person. His methods were dishonorable and he had to harm innocent people. He looked at the old hen thrown on the ground again and remembered the old village chief's accusations. He couldn't help but lament. Both are disturbing masters.

After Master Sang finished speaking, he added: "I am a reasonable person. You are not to blame for this matter. This debt will be settled by the old thief."

"Master is still brave, I admire you."

"No need to flatter me, don't even think about what you said. I'm very busy, I don't have time to care about this."

Ji Lingchu wanted to speak, but he grabbed his chest, slapped his body several times, and said, "You're weird, kid!"