Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Chapter 67 Sow good causes and bear good fruits

But when he came back to his senses and saw Jiang Yangcong in the corner, he couldn't help but feel worried.

"Immortal, what should I do about this person? If he dies here, I won't be able to escape his involvement..."

Although Jiang Yangcong was in a state of embarrassment and covered in mud, Cheng Chengyao was measured when he struck and did not kill him.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine after just two days of lying down."

"Okay, now that you've got the Heli Book, there's no need to waste time here."

"While it's still early, go to the city quickly and find a temporary place to stay and rest."

"You just leave. I'll go get the bracelet buried next door for you..."

Cheng Yao whispered in Cheng Yingmei's ear, lowering her voice in order to avoid unexpected incidents.

Cheng Yingmei's eyes flashed and she nodded gratefully.

He never looked at Jiang Yangcong again and left without hesitation.

Jiang Yangcong was paralyzed in the corner, panting lowly, with unresolved resentment in his eyes.

"Damn bitch, you can hide for a while, do you think you can hide for the rest of your life?"

"When I get well, I will make you look good!"

Jiang Yangcong hammered the floor with hatred, accidentally touching the wound, which made him cry out in pain.

But what he didn't know was that Cheng Yao hadn't left yet and was standing beside him, watching his every move with cold eyes.

As expected, Jiang Yangcong had the same idea as Cheng Yao.

A person with such despicable conduct must feel dark and twisted in his heart when he sees the blood-sucking bag he has relied on for many years to escape from him.

If Cheng Yao doesn't scare him anymore, he might start troublemaking with Cheng Yingmei non-stop when his injury gets better.

"I didn't expect you still have the strength to curse. It seems I wasn't cruel enough?"

Jiang Yangcong originally thought that Cheng Yao had left with Cheng Yingmei a long time ago, but he didn't expect that the other party not only did not leave, but also heard what he said clearly.

Feeling guilty as a thief, fine beads of sweat began to form on Jiang Yangcong's forehead.

Not only my forehead, but also my body started to sweat.

The clothes clung to the loose fat and were dyed in different shades of sweat.

It looked like he was extremely scared.

Relying on force to subdue others was not Cheng Yao's original intention, but that's just the way the world is.

Being tempted is of little use to scoundrels. The only thing that can restrain their behavior is the fear deep in their hearts.

Fear is far more useful than respect. Respect can be superficial, but fear must be inner surrender.

"No, no, no, don't hit me again!"

"Shut up! I never dare to speak ill of Cheng Yingmei again!"

"Bad talk deserves a beating! It deserves a beating!"

Perhaps because he was afraid that Cheng Yao would teach him a lesson again, Jiang Yangcong simply took the initiative and slapped himself twice.

In order to show sincerity, the force used was so strong that it made people's teeth ache.

Cheng Yao looked at the other person's increasingly red and swollen cheeks and walked back and forth twice.

Jiang Yangcong felt the footsteps beside him, and his originally loose body became tense, and he knelt down and sat motionless.

"You usually have bad conduct and do many evil things. I can't trust you."

"I placed a curse on you. If you dare to trouble Cheng Yingmei in the future, you will definitely have bad luck and die suddenly."

"If you want to survive, just stay still!"

"Otherwise, even if the Great Luo Immortal comes, he won't be able to save you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Yao took out the night light from her backpack and held it in her hand, pretending to be mysterious and drawing a formation in the air.However, if you pay careful attention, you will find that Cheng Yao's so-called complicated spells in the void are just the word "dung" with complicated strokes.

It was just the light that appeared out of thin air and the graceful gestures flying up and down that frightened Jiang Yangcong, who knew nothing about it.

"Little man understands!"

"I will just guard my three-quarter acre of land. I won't go anywhere. Even if I see Cheng Yingmei, I will turn around and leave immediately."

"Within a hundred meters radius, wherever she is, I will definitely not be there. Is this feasible?"

Cheng Yao slowly put away the night light and snorted rather arrogantly.

"Assuming you know the truth, you can do your best for the rest."

Seeing Jiang Yangcong's completely relieved look, Cheng Yao stopped wasting time on him.

He quickly went to the corner of the next room and dug out the silver bracelet that Cheng Yingmei had buried.

He hurried forward and finally found Cheng Yingmei on the path near the entrance of the village.

"Pack your things."

"When you go outside, you need to be more wary of strangers."

"You have already suffered once. I think you should know very well how to go the rest of the way."

Cheng Yao put the small box containing the bracelets and beads into Cheng Yingmei's hands, and hugged her gently as a farewell to her with tears in her eyes.

Although Cheng Yingmei couldn't see Cheng Yao's figure, she could feel the other person's warmth from this hug.

"Thank you... I have nothing. I really have no other way to thank you except to keep saying thank you."

"Immortal, why don't I offer incense to you when I settle down?"

"I remember hearing the old people in the village say that the greater the power of trust, the greater the ability of the recipient."

Hearing this special way of thanking you, Cheng Yao refused with some fear.

"No, no, as long as you live happily, that's the best way to repay you."

"I'm not what you think. I don't need to rely on those rituals."

"Actually, I am willing to choose to help you today because of your kindness in the past."

"Now it's tit-for-tat, it's settled."

Cheng Yingmei was a little confused. She had never had anything to do with this immortal before, so how could she act kindly?
Cheng Yao couldn't help but smile when she saw Cheng Yingmei's puzzled look and reminded her appropriately.

"Do you remember your third brother's daughter?"

Cheng Yingmei didn't hesitate much this time. Although she didn't know what the connection was between the two, she still answered quickly.

"Of course I remember, this child A Yao also has a hard life."

"Her father was violent and addicted to gambling, and her mother was weak and cowardly. She grew up like a little kitten."

"When I first got married, I lived a peaceful life. When I returned to my parents' home, I saw how skinny and pitiful she was. I even gave her some of the lard candy I brought to Xuebo and the others."

"Although it's not a good thing, I thought that if it tastes sweeter in my mouth, it might not be so bitter in my heart."

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to speak much at home. I can't even take charge of my own affairs, let alone help others..."

Looking at Cheng Yingmei's melancholy look, Cheng Yao comforted her.

"This is the good karma you planted. After many years, the good results will save you from the sea of ​​suffering."

"In the future, if you have the ability, try to help other people as much as possible."

“Although you can’t get anything right now, one day many years from now, it may bring you an unexpected surprise.”

"Farewell now, see you again when we are destined."

(End of this chapter)