I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 145 The Evil Remnant
Zhou Xiuniang's beautiful face showed sadness and anger, and she stopped Song Boyu to prevent the situation from escalating.

She looked around politely, performed the blessing ceremony first, helped the middle-aged man up and said loudly:
"Are you Uncle Jingshi? As an elder, you should know not to speak carelessly with red lips and white teeth!
My father-in-law didn't know much about this, but that day when my father borrowed money, I was pouring water for my uncles. I heard clearly that my father had borrowed a total of ten thousand dollars from you, so how could it be so huge!
Moreover, my father gave Uncle Jingshi four acres of Susukaku farmland to farm rent-free for five years. The harvest of these five years, after deducting summer and autumn taxes and donations, is more than enough to repay the money. We should have paid off it long ago. "

Her voice was loud and clear to all the clan members present. Everyone couldn't help but talk about it. They felt that Song Jingxing's behavior was excessive and that everything was his own fault.

Song Jingben stepped forward and spit on Song Jingshi's face: "Brother Jingshi, you are not being honest!
I also have an impression of this. Although I don’t know how much it is, how can it be ten strings!How many of you can afford it? "

Song Jing wiped the saliva on his face with his sleeve, rubbed his waist, pushed away Xiu Niang's supporting hand, and snorted coldly:
"You know what? We work hard and it's not easy to save ten guan, but if you don't have it, it doesn't mean that I don't have it.

This matter has been testified by the goddess Liu, who has brother Jinghe's handprint book in her book. If you don't believe it, then let's ask Mrs. Liu to confront her. "

Hearing this, Song Jingben's burly figure couldn't help shrinking. He didn't dare to confront the goddess.

In Jiqingli, there are three major surnames: Liu, Song, and Chen. Except for Li Zheng Chen Shoutian and Song Jianming, the third uncle of the Song family, the others are not qualified to compete with the goddess. The wooden board with the talismans that must be hung every night in the village is provided by the goddess.

Zhou Xiuniang was also startled when she heard this. She wanted to say that Song Jingshi was in cahoots with the goddess Liu, but she didn't dare to say it.

When she was young, Xiuniang saw with her own eyes that the boy next door kicked Old Mrs. Liu for causing trouble. Old Mrs. Liu said that he was possessed by an evil spirit and tied him up directly on the sun terrace in the center of the village for three days and three nights. If it hadn't been for his parents Kowtow at the door to apologize, I'm afraid I will be tied to death in Shaiping.

Even so, the boy became eccentric, often talking to himself, and was even seen sharpening a knife in the middle of the night. In the end, he was burned to death by Goddess Liu for hurting someone with a knife.

Xiu Niang's brows were raised with all kinds of worries, almost twisting into knots. She thought: "Song Jingshi's blackmail is easy to solve. The key is that this Goddess Liu is not easy to deal with. Is it possible that blood will be spattered just after returning home?" Five steps, what about my brother's reputation?"

She clenched her fist slightly, and unconsciously touched the sword at her waist.

Song Boyu naturally believed what Xiu Niang said. If he and Song Jingshi just insisted on their own opinions, it would most likely be a bad debt in the end. But when it came to the goddess Liu, things were completely different.

Of course, he was not afraid. After all, he was armed with force. If this goddess really dared to join Song Jingshi in slandering his father, he would have to practice filial piety and justice.

However, how to achieve a good reputation rather than a bad reputation requires careful consideration and cannot be rushed.

Thinking of this, Song Boyu stared at Song Jingshi, like a tiger looking down on its prey, thinking to himself: The offensive and defensive powers are different, you do it well, don't blame me for doing it even better!

Song Jianming, the elder of the clan who was leaning on crutches, walked over at this time and said with a serious expression: "Why should we look for outsiders to deal with a family matter? I'll go and take a look at Mrs. Liu's place. We can discuss this matter after the Jinghe couple is buried!" "

Song Jianming wanted to resolve the matter as soon as possible and did not want the Song family's family affairs to cause trouble outside. After the old man said this, Song Jingshi did not dare to talk back and bowed respectfully:
"Third uncle is the eldest member of our Song family. If you say so, then we will do it this way. We naturally believe that you will handle it fairly."

Old man Song Jianming, leaning on a cane, stared at Song Jingshi and shouted:
"Don't put your hat on me, I'm just telling you, you can't write two characters of song in one stroke. Unity is the foundation of our Song family in Jiqingli."

Song Boyu felt so blessed that he cried deliberately and stepped forward to hug Song Jianming and said:

"Uncle Taisan, my parents took us to Fucheng to seek life because there was a severe drought that year and there was nothing we could do about it. Everyone was suffering at that time, so how could we borrow ten thousand dollars?
If there were really ten strings, my father wouldn't have been working as a helper when he went to Fucheng. Even this flatbed truck was bought after several years of saving money! "

Zhou Xiuniang also stepped forward and hugged Song Boyu, crying hard and shouting:

“Father, mother, take us away!

We walked hundreds of miles from Fucheng and returned to Jiqingli with great difficulty. Before we could bury you, our uncle was forced to die. The child is unfilial! "

Song Boyu and Zhou Xiuniang cried at this time because they wanted to occupy the highest morality of filial piety and brotherhood, win the support of the elders of the clan, and gain the support of public opinion from their relatives and neighbors. They were forced to have no choice but to fight back angrily. This is more reasonable and reasonable. It is a story that the common people love to hear. It will help Song Boyu get his name right!
Song Jianming was also helpless at this time, and at the same time he was quite dissatisfied with Song Jingshi. His fellow clan members were demanding debts in the mourning hall, which was hard to say.

The key point is that he is the elder of the Song family, the eldest and most respected person. He must take care of the affairs of the clan members, so he had to say: "Badger, Xiu Niang, no matter what..."

Song Boyu and Zhou Xiuniang also knew that it was impossible to solve the problem just by crying. In fact, if the goddess really had his father's handprint book, ordinary people would have to admit defeat when encountering this matter.

The Goddess is the spokesperson of theocratic power that the villagers cannot challenge, and can represent the Pillar God!

However, Song Boyu is not an ordinary person. Not only is he a warrior in the foundation-building realm, he has also mastered many unparalleled skills, and he is also the title of the Five Righteousnesses of Shangxiang given by the prefect's Yamen!
He is a righteous person who has been rectified by the government, but of course the key trump card must be used at critical moments, when the enemy is at their most aggressive.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sharp cough, before anyone arrived: "Hey, what are you doing, crying? Why do I smell the residual breath of the evil spirit!"

I saw a mean-looking old lady wearing a brown brocade big-sleeved top, a long skirt, and a gold hairpin in her hair walking in carrying a copper heater.

Behind her were four strong men in black shorts. As soon as she entered the door, everyone silenced and consciously made way for her.

Song Jianming frowned, almost twisted into a ball, and walked forward with a cane:

"What kind of wind is this? It's bringing Witch Liu here. Please take a seat. Brother Badger, please bring a chair."

Song Boyu stood up, without any intention of brushing Song Jianming, and found a dusty old chair and placed it in front of Mrs. Liu, all in order not to let the truth slip.

Mrs. Liu sat down without any courtesy, glanced around, and then said: "Sure enough, there is residual evil aura, and the source is the corpse in the coffin!"

(End of this chapter)