Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 378

It is human nature for the boat of friendship to capsize at any time.

Even close relatives may turn against each other for profit, not to mention that this kind of communication between juniors of the same family is really no different from plastic flowers. Fortunately, it was Yue Qingtong who had a falling out with Yang Zhihua. Another person with no family background would have been bullied to death.

Even if he is not openly offended, being ignored by Yang Zhihua's small circle is inevitable.

Of course, Yue Qingtong didn't care at all.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people belong to groups. Yang Zhihua's small circle is a group of people who only know how to have fun all day long. The friends in his circle, even if they are just acquaintances, can make these people cry for father and mother with the move of a finger.

The reason why two completely different people have been together till now is just to save the face of family acquaintances.

She wasn't familiar with Yue Qingtong, so Sang Yue wasn't worried about her situation, but she was a little worried about Lan Qiuchen. She is currently cultivating in the mountains and will return to the B&B one day. Things are really unpredictable.

Zhong Hong currently lives there as well, so I wonder if he will be targeted or plotted against.

Because regardless of the rich and powerful, the children of wealthy families do not regard ordinary children in their eyes, and even their lives are as worthless as trivial matter in the eyes of these people.

This is true for ordinary families, let alone the children of the Xuanmen family.

The disciples of Xuanmen not only regard human life as nothing, but also make the victim unable to retaliate even after death, and have to guard against it. Send a message to Zhong Hong, asking her not to get involved in the conflicts and circles among these Xuanmen disciples, and not to flatter or offend.

However, some crazy critics often have the bad character of "If others don't offend me, I will offend others."

Just like the Hu family, they don't dare to seek revenge and act arrogantly on people who are stronger than themselves. They only dare to vent their anger on people who are weaker than themselves. Yang Zhihua didn't even look down on the butcher, let alone Zhong Hong, who was a low-level employee in the alien world.

Humiliating someone who has no backing is the easiest and least burdensome way to vent your anger.

Even if Zhong Hong hangs in the name of Sangjiashan, so what to the arrogant descendants of the family? Would someone named Sang offend the family for a nobody?
If you find trouble with Zhong Hong in Lanxi Village, you can still ask the person in charge of the B&B to mediate.

But once he leaves Lanxi Village, Zhong Hong's fate will not be any better than the victims in horror games. The evil of the righteous scum, some torture methods are even more brutal than those of the evil cultivators.

Therefore, Sang Yue reminded Zhong Hong to stay away from those disciples.

If Yang Zhihua dared to attack her friend in Lanxi Village, she would throw him into a horror game to make it more difficult for the players in the Resentment Formation. If a Xuanmen disciple becomes a resentful spirit, it will be very ferocious.

"Ah!" Yang Zhihua, who was asking the B&B waiter about Zhong Hong's origins, sneezed.

"What's wrong?" The new friends expressed concern, "Are you cold?"

"After all, this is a mountainous area with many woods. The climate is very different in the morning and evening. Everyone should pay attention to adding or removing clothes to avoid freezing."

"Yes, it's not easy to go to the hospital in this rural place."

The B&B waiter standing nearby looked embarrassed when he heard this:
"..."

This is the countryside, but as a foreigner, you have to go to the hospital even if you have a slight cold. You are really stupid. Living in Lanxi Village, not to mention strangers, even ordinary people have stayed away from the hospital for a long time. I really don’t know what kind of superiority these people are showing off.

They had only been here for a long time, and they kept saying, "This country, this mountainous area is not like our Kyoto", for fear that others would not know that they were from Kyoto.

You can leave if you're really not satisfied. Now that you're an adult, you still have to worry about your family cutting off your pocket money? Although he was complaining in his heart, the waiter still maintained a warm and polite smile on his face:
"I wonder if there is anything else, Miss Yang? If nothing else, I'll go and get busy first."

"Go ahead." After asking for a long time but unable to find out the details of Zhong's surname, Yang Zhihua waved his hand impatiently and then sneezed again. This time, the discerning new friend quickly stopped the waiter and asked everyone to bring out a shawl.

Everyone came in a hurry, and in the summer in the city, I wanted to wear only suspenders every day without any coat.

After all, no one planned to stay for a long time. They just came here with Yang Zhihua for a formality, and then continued their vacation somewhere else another day.

"Zhizhi, why are you asking about the person named Zhong?" A friend was curious and whispered, "Do you know him?"

"I..." Yang Zhihua was about to complain when he suddenly sneezed again. Somehow, a slight chill suddenly rose up from his spine, and he immediately changed his words, "No, just out of curiosity."

After all, she was a stranger. Her skills were not great, but she was much better than the young people in front of her.

It was impossible to catch a cold. She hadn't been sick in several years, let alone caught a cold easily. Unexpectedly, she remembered what Yue Qingtong said to her tonight:
"If you speak ill of someone's friends on someone's territory, be careful that there are ears from afar..."

"Ah!" Yang Zhihua sneezed again, rubbed his nose, and said with a strong nasal tone, "I really have a cold, this damn place..."

At this time, the waiter finally brought shawls and put them on each of the ladies.

"Everyone have a good rest tonight," Yang Zhihua hugged his shawl tightly, showing rare enthusiasm and friendliness, "I have been here before, and I will take you around tomorrow..."

Her rare approachable attitude surprised everyone. They didn't know what she was trying to do, but they all cheered in unison:

"Okay, okay..."

As expected of a descendant of a noble family, he has a keen sense of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. Seeing that she was no longer obsessed with using her family background to defeat people related to the Butcher, Sang Yue switched the channel of the light screen and watched the images transmitted back from Mora 2's consciousness.

Unfortunately, the area where Maud and his son were located was not within the destruction range of her lightning disaster.

After going through many hardships, the two men finally single-handedly destroyed the underground den of the popular local sect and rescued many innocent people who were forcibly joined the sect.

Right now, the two men are providing the police with what they know.

They upheld humanitarianism and did not kill the villain leaders, intending to make them accept legal sanctions. Then the villain filed a complaint first, saying that Maud had ordered his underage son to break into a private house and cause trouble.

Fortunately, the innocent people who were rescued spoke for the father and son, otherwise Maude would have faced jail.

"They all said that you can...magic?" The police frowned and stared at him in disbelief. "You can knock people away from a long distance. Is that called...magic? Witchcraft?"

"Kung Fu!" Maud's son Zari responded crisply, "My dad learned Kung Fu from a Chinese master and he is very good!"

Looking at Maud who looked at him with admiration, he nodded helplessly in the policeman's questioning eyes:
"Yes, Kung Fu, I met a Chinese Taoist priest by chance a few years ago..."

"He said that my dad has wisdom and asked my dad to become his master!" Zari revealed to the public the legendary plot that he had imagined for many years, and said, "The master is very powerful, and he can also fly..."

"Zari!" Maude had no choice but to interrupt her son's whims and looked at the police with an apologetic look, "Sorry, it's not like that. This kid likes kung fu too much and thinks too much easily."

Well, the police nodded in agreement and threw a word of encouragement to the depressed Zari:
"Young man, you have a good imagination and a bright future."

Hearing the police's encouragement and receiving his father's warning gaze, the young man became even more depressed.