She made fire by setting up a stall

Chapter 410 Witnesses

Liang Yaru thinks more than the village chief and his son.

Thinking about it deeply, Shi Luo can see her mother who was murdered by her father at a glance, so can she also see her details at a glance?
In order to go to university, she replaced someone else's place, and in order to climb up, she naturally used many methods. Sleeping with someone is the most inconspicuous thing.

Liang Yaru was cold all over.

"Brother, find a way to let them go." Liang Yaru said, only to find that her throat seemed to be rubbed by sandpaper.

She swallowed, feeling a sudden sharp pain in her throat.

At this time, she has no intention of clinging to Ming Xun.

Life is the most important thing!

Liang Shouchengkong has a lot of strength, but his brain is single-minded. He can't guess what his sister has done, but after so many years, this is the first time he has seen his sister so scared.

He loves his sister.

"Our village doesn't need to ask for rain!" The guilt towards his mother and the hatred towards his father were instantly forgotten. Liang Shoucheng followed Liang Yaru's instructions and shouted to Shi Luo from a distance, "Hurry up, we don't welcome you in our village." you."

After the two brothers and sister whispered a few words, their expressions were all wrong. What else could the villagers not guess?
The village chief's family is very dignified in the village, but they showed their embarrassed posture again and again today, and the villagers who originally had objections to the village chief's family stood up.

"Why don't you use it? It hasn't rained in our village for more than two months, and the fields are all dry. I also said that I will fetch water for the fields tomorrow. Now the master is praying for rain, so I don't have to fetch water tomorrow." This is a middle-aged man who is about the same age as Liang Shoucheng. A piece of crop land in his family is next to that of a servant of Liang Shoucheng. His family's land was divided into eight parts of an acre, and it was said that his house was by the side of the road, and the other two parts of the land were reserved for water ditches.

He knew that the two points of land had been crossed to the next door.

It doesn't look like a lot of land, but it grows a lot of grain. The rice harvested by the two-fen land is almost two hundred catties. Over the years, he has lost nearly a few thousand.

When he went to make a fuss back then, Liang Shoucheng threatened him with his daughter's registration. Back then, the village head had to write a certificate of residence registration. She couldn't let her daughter lose her residence registration, so she had to admit it.

He has held this breath in his heart for many years, and now that he has the opportunity to reveal the true colors of the village chief's family, he is willing to be the first to stand up.

"Girl, what else do you need to pray for rain? I'll find it for you." The man said again.

Shi Luo pondered for a moment, then replied: "I need iron plates, or new tiles, and find a deep water pool."

"Yes, I have them all. I'll find them for you. There are several deep water pools in front of our village." Before there were so many electrical appliances, all the villagers went to the river to wash clothes.

When one person stands up to support, two people stand up.

More people wanted to know if Shi Luo could really ask for rain.

"Luoluo, are you in a good mood today?" If in the past, Shi Luo would not have been so troublesome when encountering the situation of the village chief's family, she would be able to reveal the village chief's true colors with a few words.

When Shi Luo walked behind the crowd, she leaned on Ming Xun's shoulder and said, "I'm happy that you can live for many years."

She just wanted to make a fuss.

Ming Xun lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against Shiluo's small nose, "I knew that Luoluo was because of me."

If it weren't for the fact that there are always people looking this way quietly, Ming Xun will definitely hold Shi Luo in his arms and give her a good hug.

At this moment, he has to let Luoluo maintain the unfathomable mastery, he can't let people see Luoluo blush.

A group of people came to the nearest water pool in front of the village.

Shi Luo stood in front of the deep water pool, raised his hand, and flicked into the water pool with his fingertips concentrating spiritual power.

In this way, the original ordinary water pool has spiritual power.

Then she threw the new tiles into the water and asked someone to bring a clean table. She opened the bag and took out the yellow talisman paper and cinnabar from the bag.

When Shi Luo picked up the pen, the people around were silent for a while, watching nervously.

Most of them hoped that Shi Luo could really ask for rain.

The two rain talismans were quickly completed.

Shi Luo was gifted in cultivating the Tao, so he didn't need a big battle even to ask for rain.

Let the crowd back off.

"Girl, did you ask for heavy rain?" Someone asked loudly.

"Big." Shi Luo reminded the villagers, "If you don't want to get wet, you can go back and get the rain gear."

Some believe it, some doubt it, and some don't.

The letter went back and took an umbrella and put on a raincoat.Suspiciously standing there hesitated, not knowing whether to go back.

Those who didn't believe it just crossed their arms and sneered on the spot.

Shi Luo also borrowed some umbrellas from the villagers, Ming Xun, Zhang Jia and Qu Aiguo will need them later.

Everything is ready, Shi Luo concentrates and recites the spell silently.

She put a talisman on her fingertips and waved it a few times at will. The talisman flew up from her fingertips as if it had a spirit. In the clear windless sky, the talisman flew straight up until it disappeared.

Then she threw another talisman into the deep water pool.

The talisman disappeared into the deep water pool.

After a while, the deep pool suddenly began to roll, like boiling water.

The villagers standing near the pool ran back in fright.

After a while, there was a sudden thunder in the clear sky.

It's just that the golden crow is still hanging high in the sky, so the lightning appears to be quite weak.

The villagers craned their necks and looked up, trying to find the blinding lightning that preceded the downpour.

There was another flash of dull lightning, accompanied by a thunderstorm.

At this time, there was no dark cloud in the blue sky.

"I'm afraid it won't rain." Although many villagers had reverence for Shi Luo's ability to summon lightning, they didn't believe it would rain.

This is probably a typical case of thunder but little rain.

"I don't look like it's going to rain. Don't Taoist priests in TV dramas have to jump up and down, hold swords, and wave flags to pray for rain?"

Before the man finished speaking, someone interrupted him.

"It's really raining heavily!"

Accompanied by these words was the sound of raindrops hitting the ground.

Almost instantly, the villagers were drowned.

Among the group of people present, only the three of Ming Xun held up their umbrellas early.

Before Shi Luo asked for rain, Ming Xun originally wanted to hold an umbrella for Shi Luo, but Shi Luo told him quietly that she wanted the villagers to completely obey her.

To convince all the villagers at once, Shi Luo needs to use an eye-catching technique.

"This girl is not wet!" A villager who was closest to Shiluo didn't go back to get an umbrella. He was soaked through, and when he looked up, he didn't bring any rain gear, but Shiluo was dry.

The rest of the people looked over one after another, those who stood at the back of the crowd tiptoed to look down, and what's more, they even climbed the tree next to them, they wanted to see the master with real skills.

"Don't climb the tree, it's dangerous." Shi Luo reminded.

Those who were trying to climb the tree slipped down.

The villagers noticed that there was not a single drop of water on Shiluo's light blue shirt.

Her jet-black hair was still tied into a ponytail, draped smoothly over her shoulders.

There was neither sadness nor joy on the jade-like face, but there was a sense of sacredness and inviolability for no reason.

"Is she a fairy?" An elderly woman asked cautiously.

"Not a god, but a master with abilities." Someone concluded.

All the villagers who saw this scene were completely convinced by Shi Luo.

It rained for 10 minutes and then stopped.

Ming Xun put away the umbrella and handed it to Zhang Jia. He walked towards Shi Luo quickly, and then, ignoring the eyes of others, he took Shi Luo into his arms, approached her ear, and said, "Luo Luo, you are very powerful."

Such a powerful Luo Luo belongs to him.

It's his alone.

When everyone looked at Shi Luo with adoring eyes, Ming Xun felt proud and bored that his treasure was discovered by others, and then someone coveted it.

Occasionally, he also had an idea, he wanted to hide Luoluo, hide it in a place where no one can find it, let only him see it and own it.

He won't stick to Shi Luo, Ming Xun can only tighten his arms, but he is careful not to let Shi Luo hurt.

Shi Luo pressed her cheek against Ming Xun's gentle chin, her bright eyes bent, "We are all amazing."

It's just that Ming Xun's power is different from hers.

"Luoluo, why are you so nice?" Ming Xun only saw his uneasiness when Ming Xun was sure, she was comforting herself, Ming Xun's eyes were full of tenderness.

"Good people are rewarded with good rewards." Shi Luo hugged Ming Xun's waist, "Although I'm powerful, I can't compete with heaven. I need to do more good deeds, so that I can make a wish to be with you longer."

In the eyes of ascetics, no matter how rich Ming Xun is, he is just an ordinary person with a lifespan of only a few decades, which is extremely unsuitable for her.

Shi Luo felt that Ming Xun was the best.

Before the two had time to say a few heartfelt words, someone interrupted them.

"Girl, no, you are a master." The middle-aged man who was looking for tiles for Shi Luo just now was very excited. He could do something for such a powerful master. He rubbed his hands and said, "So, master, what did you say just now?" Is everything about the village head's family true?"

This is what all the villagers want to ask.

"nature."

Ming Xun let go of Shi Luo, and he stood side by side with Shi Luo, looked around at dozens of pairs of eyes, and said slowly: "Luo Luo often said that the law is natural, everything is God's will, but she has saved many people, Luoluo will say that she has a predestined relationship with these people, she is kind, and doesn't care about your doubts about her, but I do."

The last few words of Ming Xun were spoken to the village chief's family.

"You have lived with the village chief for decades. No matter how much he can pretend, he will show his flaws. I will give you a chance to make money. If there are victims among you, you can all accuse them. If the evidence is solid, your grievances will not only In broad daylight, you can still get compensation from the Ming Group." Ming Xun has money, and if you can do things with money, you don't need to use your spiritual power when you fall.

Looking at Ming Xun standing in front of him, Shi Luo's heart gushed out waves of warmth.

Although Ming Xun is not a cultivator, he always helps her in his own way.

In the eyes of the villagers, worship and respect for Shi Luo is important, but for those of them who work hard all year round but don't make a lot of money, money is more important.

"What you said is true?" someone asked.

There is no need to answer Ming Xun. The old man who took the money has already stepped forward. He knows that the village head and his family will not be able to stay in the village. I am afraid that their family will go to jail. He has to stay in prison for many years, so what is he afraid of?

"It's true." The old man took out a handful of money, "They gave this money."

"Then if I accuse the village chief, how much will you give?" Some villagers are more concerned about this issue.

When Zhang Jia and Qu Aiguo arrived, Zhang Jia emphasized, "Mr. Ming didn't ask you to accuse, but you voluntarily accused him. Mr. Ming paid the money to reward those who are brave."

In order to prevent the villagers from misinterpreting Ming Xun's meaning, Zhang Jia gave another example, "For example, if some criminals escape, the police will reward those who provide clues."

The villagers understood.

"According to the size of the matter, the amount of money is also divided." Ming Xun added: "I will ask someone to take charge of this matter."

The villagers rushed forward, still wanting to ask more questions.

At this time, an old voice sounded not far from Ming Xun, "If I say that I saw someone kill the former village chief's family, can I get the money?"

The noise disappeared instantly.

The villagers all looked at the speaker.

"Old Du, did you really see someone kill the former village chief's family?"

Lao Du is an old widower, 69 years old this year. Since his wife and son died of illness more than ten years ago, he has lived alone in a brick house next to the vegetable field at the west end of the village.

His family's house was sold, and all the money from the sale was used to see a doctor for his wife and son, but this did not save the two of them.

He even sold the land, and in the past ten years or so, he has only guarded a few vegetable fields. He is old and no one wants to work, so he can only sell vegetables. He sells vegetables from his own fields, and also accepts others Vegetables, and then pulled to the town to sell.

I don't make much money, barely make ends meet.

Old Du didn't talk much on weekdays, and he only showed up occasionally when people in the village held weddings or funerals.

"I see." Old Du came out from the crowd. He was a little hunched over, and he was wearing patched clothes. Old Du said, "I saw who killed the former village chief's family."

Although what the village head did before was heinous, but he personally killed several people, including a child who was less than two years old, and the murderer was even more insane.

Who is not afraid of such a person?
The villagers began to discuss, and some even looked at the people around them, fearing that it would be the people next to them that Lao Du would say next.

The person beside him asked angrily: "What are you looking at me for? I didn't kill people."

When the voice grew louder and louder, Lao Du spoke again, and he asked Ming Xun, "I saw someone kill their family, how much can you give me?"

"If what you said is true, how much do you want?" Ming Xun asked him.

Lao Du raised two fingers and said, "Twenty thousand, not less."

"Then why don't you tell me first, who is the murderer?" Ming Xun asked first before answering.

Old Du turned around slowly and looked at the crowd. His eyes were on the faces of the villagers one by one.

Even if he didn't kill anyone, he would still feel terrified when Lao Du looked at him like that.

Someone urged, "Old Du, if you see someone, just say the name, they are all from the same village, who doesn't know who?"

"That's right, don't point fingers."

Old Du turned a deaf ear, and when he saw a certain person, his gaze was fixed.

This is a slightly fat middle-aged woman. Because she didn't go back to get the rain gear just now, the woman's body is soaked. She originally wanted to go back and change clothes, but she didn't want to miss the excitement.

Being looked at by Lao Du, the woman's face turned pale, and then she was furious, "Old Du, what do you think of me? Can I still kill people?"

"Not you."

(End of this chapter)