Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 163, Chen Family Village's domineering style

The second day after returning from Qingshui Town, Feng Qingluo began to strictly urge the clansmen to practice martial arts, regardless of talent or not, otherwise, in this backward society without sound rule of law, the Feng family would be lonely, weak and helpless, and others would beat you if they wanted to. It's not negotiable.

The only thing she was lucky about was that Qin Zhi's martial arts had improved a lot, and Han Yan didn't leave.If something really happened, Bai Jingxing shouldn't just stand by and watch, right?And the ten people who get paid... Feng Qingluo is now very sure that these ten people are in the same group as Han Yan, and they will do whatever Han Yan asks them to do.

Let's talk it out with Han Yan after this matter is over!It's not good to always enslave people.

Feng Qingluo thought silently, while letting the clansman practice martial arts for a longer time, at the same time, she took the clan women to pick up dry goods near the village to find medicinal materials.

Such a high-intensity workload is unbearable for many clan members, but fortunately, their patriarch has "sugar water". After sipping this "sugar water", all fatigue disappears, and they are instantly full of energy.

Someone in the clan once thought it was embarrassing to always drink the sugar water from the patriarch's house. Sugar is a precious thing these days, how can the patriarch give it away for a long time?

So when he went to the town, he also bought some sugar and came back to wash it, but when he imported it, he found that it was different. The water washed from the sugar bought in the town was not as good as the patriarch's house, and the effect of restoring physical strength was not obvious after drinking it. Mostly just hungry.

So the family that bought the candy silently ate up the candy, and never said anything about buying it again. The patriarch drank the "sugar water" when he offered it, without refusing or asking for more.

In their view, the patriarch's "sugar water" has a secret, like the patriarch suddenly instructing everyone to practice martial arts.

According to legend, the ancestors of the Feng clan were gods in the sky, and the successive patriarchs of the Feng clan were able to receive enlightenment from the gods and lead the clan to live a good life.

In the clan, this was originally just told to the younger generations as a fairy tale when everyone was free, but recently everyone has gradually believed in it, but the members of the Feng clan are not talkative people, and there are most guesses like this Speaking in private, no one would go to Feng Qingluo to ask.

If there is such a thing as fairy enlightenment, then they should treat it piously, and they will do what the patriarch says, and they will not scare away the god who finally remembered the descendants of the Feng family.

Feng Qingluo didn't know what the clansmen were talking about her in private, now she only focused on bringing these people out of the predicament, otherwise, surrounded by this pack of wolves, they might be wiped out one day.

The second day after returning from Qingshui Town, Feng Qingluo got the news from Bai Jingxing. What he knew was similar to what Han Yan investigated. Recently, two people died in a row in Chenjia Village. I don't know who led them astray. They all suspected It was the hands of the Feng family in Luoxia Village.

"Then with Chenjiacun's domineering style, since we suspect that we did it, shouldn't we have called the door earlier?" Feng Qingluo asked suspiciously.

At this time, the patriarch's family had Bai Jingxing who brought the news, Han Yan who was preparing to report the news, Qin Zhi and Feng Hongtai who happened to come over for something.

Hearing this, Bai Jingxing looked at Han Yan, who pursed his lips, trying to maintain his iceberg face.

"Because of him?" Feng Qingluo pointed at Han Yan.

Bai Jingxing nodded, "People in Chenjiacun heard that Han Yan is very powerful, so they dare not act rashly."

Feng Qingluo smiled, and gave Han Yan a thumbs up.

"Thanks to the presence of Han Yan, otherwise two or three hundred people from Chenjia Village would call us, and we, the Feng family, would really be unable to deal with them."

(End of this chapter)