My Chat Group Can't Be So Pitiful

These villagers know about the same situation. The villagers who can stay here are all old, weak, sick and disabled. The young men who are really young and vigorous have either been conscripted into the army or gone to the big cities to work hard.

Fortunately, these villagers have not lost confidence in life, and they are still living seriously every day. This kind of spirit is exactly what we need to carry out our work.

There is the last family left in the surrounding villages. The daughter of this family was snatched away by Wu Youde. I deliberately left this family at the end.

"My fellow! My fellow! We are here to give you warmth!"

Standing in front of the door, I began to knock on the door. The life of this family should be better than that of other villagers.

The houses are built with red walls and bricks, and the doors are made of bamboo. Although it is now withered and yellow, the quality is still very good.

There is a fence around the gate, but it has cracked due to the long-term drought.

Compared with the dirt houses of other villagers, this house is considered a mansion.

"Who are you?"

An old voice came from behind the door, appearing a bit cautious.

"Fellow townspeople, we are gods who came from the sky. We heard that Daoxiang Village is not doing well, so we came here to help you improve your life."

"We have already been to several houses nearby. I heard that your daughter was taken away by the city lord named Wu Youde, so I want to find out about the situation."

I looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng understood instantly, opening up the sea of ​​bitterness with ease.

In an instant, the dantian of the lower abdomen was full of radiance, and the sound of angry waves crashing on the shore came from the body, causing the old man behind the door to exclaim again and again.

"Shangxian, please come in, Shangxian, please come in, the little old man has neglected all the Shangxians, please don't blame me!"

The person who opened the door was an old man with white hair who seemed to be a few years older than the few old people I had seen before.

Following the old man into the house, the furnishings in the house are also quite simple.

A bed, a chair, a table, a coffee table, a pair of dishes.

Although there are more items than other villagers, the house still looks empty.

"The old man's surname is Feng. There are no chairs in this room. If you don't mind the gods, you can sit on the bed." Mr. Feng was very respectful to us.

Everyone is already familiar with the next operation.

The group members sat directly on the ground and asked Mr. Feng to sit on the chair. This was a good way to earn favorability.

This trick has been tried and tested, and as expected, Mr. Feng burst into tears: "Those cultivators who want to become gods don't treat us as human beings, but they didn't expect that real living gods would love us more, what kind of world is this! "

Old man Feng's words made me realize that he should know something about cultivators.

"Has Mr. Feng seen a practitioner?" I asked.

"Returning to Shangxian, old man, I lived in a big city in my early years. I was originally a businessman. I made a lot of money by trading silk and satin. During this period, I met many practitioners."

"Then can you talk about the hierarchy of this cultivator?"

"This old man knows, old man, I also wanted to practice before, but unfortunately I gave up because I was not talented enough and couldn't even enter the school."

"The strength division of this cultivator is divided according to strength. There are four major realms in total, namely the cattle realm, the tiger realm, the elephant realm, and the dragon realm."

"The strength of the cattle is practiced in this cattle realm. The first floor of the cattle realm is the strength of one bull, the second floor is the strength of two bulls, and so on."

"Originally, if you reach the strength of ten oxen, you will be able to practice in the tiger state, but powerful practitioners often choose to suppress their own cultivation and cultivate to the strength of a hundred oxen before breaking through to the tiger state."

"I don't know about the higher-level Xiangjing and Longjing old men. They are all really big men, and they can smash a hill with one punch."

After listening to the old man's words, Lin Feng asked, "Can your practitioners fly?"

"No, flying is the means of immortals, and practitioners can only fly with lightness skills."

Old Master Feng looked at Lin Feng, he would never forget the scene just now for the rest of his life.

It's as if there will be huge waves coming from the sky at any time, and the whole body will glow. Isn't this a fairy?

After listening to the old man's introduction, I thought about it. It seems that the exercises in this world don't have any special effects, and from the old man's introduction, it seems that the enemy's attack methods are very simple.

Purely practicing strength, isn't this a melee tank type player like myself?

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"What then?"

"Later, the old man bought a piece of land in Daoxiang Village after earning enough money to settle down."

"Originally, this life can be regarded as decent, and it can be regarded as a small rich, but since King Qin conquered the mainland two years ago, all parts of the country have been rushing to collect taxes. At first, it was collected once a month, and in the end it came every now and then. collect taxes."

"The money I've worked so hard to save for half my life has been taken away for military pay."

"I heard Mrs. Yu from the village said that your granddaughter was snatched by Wu Youde?"

"Yes."

When he mentioned his daughter and granddaughter, the old man's eyes turned red immediately: "That bastard Wu Youde is not a human being, he sent my daughter to a military prostitute and even kidnapped my granddaughter."

"I heard that he built a huge pool in the city and played with Bai Nu every day. How could my granddaughter endure this humiliation!"

Seeing old man Zhang bursting into tears, the group members felt unhappy.

No matter what, this Wu Youde must die!

After I found out the name of the old man's daughter and granddaughter, I left with the group members. Before leaving, I still gave the old man a bucket of water.