The Emperor is Above

Chapter 107: Lucky Cat? Cat Ghost?
Xu Zhengjia left in a hurry with a glimmer of hope.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, for fear that Qing Yi would entrust him with something else.

Of course Qing Yi did not treat him badly and gave him four sharp teeth of a fourth-grade crocodile dragon as a return gift for the four eggs.

The bright red setting sun was struggling on the horizon of the wilderness, illuminating the long shadows of groups of giant beasts, and soon the wilderness fell into darkness.

This wasteland is still full of wildness. Apart from the stars in the sky, only the bonfire on the solitary hill is particularly eye-catching. At this time, the newly built village is full of joy.

Originally there were more than 300 villagers in Guqiu, and now with the addition of more than 270 new arrivals, there are more than 600 people in total, almost more than half of the people in Xiema Pavilion.

In order to welcome these new arrivals and even more so to welcome their own relatives, the militia, led by Chai Yong and Daniu, captured dozens of common alligators, washed and skinned them and prepared them for dinner.

Large chunks of alligator meat are cooked by the skilled villagers. Even if it is simply boiled and sliced ​​and eaten with salt and sauce, it still has the unique aroma of alligator meat.

The new residents were shocked and grateful for tasting the ferocious beasts in the swamp for the first time, as some of them had not tasted meat for months.

In the warm atmosphere of the delicious meal, and because everyone was familiar with each other, they quickly became one and started chatting enthusiastically.

Qing Yi accompanied the old man, the old man with black hair and several new elderly people to have dinner indoors, and discussed how to accommodate these new arrivals.

As relatives, Bai Lao and Hei Weng were reluctant to speak up, so Qing Yi made the decision for them firmly, saying, "Since Bai Lao, Hei Weng and the original villagers are my family's subjects, the farmland will be left to the newcomers.

But after all, these lands were cultivated and planted by the old man, the black man and everyone else, so half of the harvest will belong to the original owner in the autumn, and next year all the harvest from these fields will belong to the new owner. I think you have no objection, right?"

Seeing Qing Yi's firm attitude, several old men looked at each other, bowed their hands and said respectfully: "Now Sergeant Guqiu is the head of Guqiu Pavilion. We will follow your arrangements."

"You all followed me to settle down in Guqiu without fear of danger. Naturally, I will not make things difficult for you!" Qing Yi saw that none of the elders made excessive demands, and he also showed a warm smile, "From now on, whether you are my subjects or not, I will treat you equally."

The old man stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "You old guys should enjoy your life in the future. Although there are many beasts around the lonely hill, there are no outsiders to bother you.

Although there are millions of beasts around, none of them dare to approach the lonely hill. No matter how many beasts there are, they are just meat in the mouths of our old brothers."

The new elders nodded quickly, "That's right! In the old pavilion, we old guys were just eating and waiting to die, and we were hated by others. It's not as comfortable as here in Guqiu."

After hearing what these old men said, the old man suddenly changed his expression and said, "Since you know that life is good here in Guqiu, why don't you tell the truth to us?
You misers, you have just finished the spring ploughing and you have abandoned your homes and businesses to come to the lonely hill. Something big must have happened. Why don't you tell the lord what happened?"

Hei Weng also spoke loudly at the side: "We are old brothers who have known each other for decades. If there are any problems, please speak up as soon as possible to avoid any resentment in the future."

Hearing the questioning of the old man Bai and the old man Hei, Qing Yi looked around at the old men with an expressionless face, bringing them even more pressure.

"Well, let me tell you!"

An old man in his sixties with a hideous scar on the right side of his face sat up straight and said helplessly, "During the spring plowing this year, several sets of spring plowing tools were distributed to each village in the pavilion.

Not only was the farming efficiency extremely high, but even sowing and weeding were fast. We all thought that good days were coming, and every family cultivated all the land they were allocated.

But I never thought that when I was at home, disaster would come to me. Since last month, a group of black-robed people came from nowhere and said that if we offered sacrifices to their gods, we would be rewarded with money and cloth. We didn't care at the time and just drove these black-robed people away as liars.

Our ancestors have worked hard to earn a living. There is no such thing as free benefit in this world. We drove away the group of black-robed men, but we did not worship the evil god who gained something for nothing.

But who would have thought that before long, things would often go missing from our homes. At first, it was just worthless trinkets, but later, food disappeared out of thin air, and the money and cloth hidden in the bottom of the boxes were also quietly stolen."

Qing Yi frowned when he heard this and asked, "So many people have lost things. Could it be that someone stole them? Isn't there anyone on duty at night?"

"Well, at first we all thought it was a thief who came to steal things!"

The old man with a scar on his right cheek said bitterly, "We organized the young people in the village to stand guard every night, but we didn't see any outsiders sneaking in.

There were several times when everyone watched a full warehouse of corn disappear. At that time, everyone understood that this was not caused by human power.

Later, I asked around and found out that the so-called gods of the black-robed people rewarded money, food, and cloth to those who worshipped them, and that our villages had offended the gods and were to be severely punished.

Qing Yi couldn't help but frown when he heard this. The property and food disappeared out of thin air. Isn't this the magical power of telekinesis? Why is it so similar to the civet cat?

But of course he didn't think that it was done by Hua Limao, he just felt that this matter was very strange: "In the capital area, there are people in black robes spreading the worship of evil gods, and their attitude is so arrogant.

Didn't you report these things to the headman Maosheng? You wouldn't abandon your home so easily after being robbed a few times like this, right? "

The old man with a scar on his right cheek looked even more miserable: "Alas, among us poor people, who would be willing to abandon our homes and leave our native land easily unless it is absolutely necessary?

That group of black-robed men often went in and out of Corporal Kou Rui's fiefdom. Kou An and Kou Qiang were simply their followers. Even the village chief Maosheng was on friendly terms with those black-robed men. Diannong Shuqiu Bing didn't dare to say anything at all.

It is said that Mao Sheng and Kou Rui also worship the evil god at home, and receive a lot of money and food rewards every day. They don't care about the lives of ordinary people like us.

Several of us old brothers reported this matter to the headman Maosheng and the thief Kou Rui many times, but this only angered these black-robed men even more. Even several sets of spring farming tools allocated to the village were stolen.

As a result, the guard and the robber accused us of committing a serious crime, and many of the children were beaten with sticks. Our only belongings and land were taken away. It just so happened that some of the elder brothers had sent us a message asking us to settle down in Guqiu, so we came here. "

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect so many things to happen outside in just over a month." Qing Yi asked solemnly, "I wonder what the evil god worshipped by those black-robed people is called?"

The old man with a scar on his right cheek gnashed his teeth and said, “At first I heard this group of black-robed people call it the Fortune Cat, but recently they say that Fortune Cat is just a nickname.

The real name of this evil god is the Cat Ghost God. I have secretly noticed that the statue of the evil god is an extremely strange black cat statue. "

"Lucky cat? Cat ghost?" Qing Yi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

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