Nongmen space small landlord

Chapter 82
Under the superposition of night, the figure is really mysterious and strange.

Before they had time to be surprised that it was a human being, they saw that person sweeping towards him, and said in a low voice, "If it wasn't for Rhubarb's intention to back down, would you think you could still stand here with a mortal body? I don't care about your crime of hurting my pet, you guys Don't bother us Qingxiu anymore, if you insist on finding trouble, next time you will be killed!"

It seems that through the thickness of the wooden board, men and women cannot be heard clearly, but it is extremely depressing and terrifying.

Before everyone could react, they heard screams, "Help me! Help..."

It was as if the incident happened in a blink of an eye. The tiger suddenly raised its claws, ignoring the sharp wooden stick that was facing him, grabbed the servant and pulled the servant to him, still on the ground. It put one foot on his body, as if The sharp blade-like claws were right on the opponent's neck, and a bloodstain appeared as they slid over lightly. The man peed on his pants after screaming in fright.

The tiger lowered its head and approached like a play, and sprayed hot air at the frightened person, who rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

Others were shocked by the accident, but the tiger kicked out the people under his feet in a humane manner
It looked up at the crowd, its golden pupils carried the contempt of a king, and then it took an elegant tiger step, swept away other people who were in the way, and walked away slowly.

"Chief guard, this... is this a fairy? That big bug is actually listening to that man, right?"

After an unknown amount of time, the figures of one man and one tiger had disappeared into the darkness, and the servant said this tremblingly, with full fear on his face.

The movement of the tiger just now was enough for the people present to see clearly the difference in strength between the two.

No wonder the man said that he deliberately backed down, otherwise they would be blood spattered on the spot now.

Li Gang also realized the recklessness of this action. The monster was more ferocious than imagined, and even he couldn't get close.

Hearing what the servant said, he said, "There is no god. He said that we disturbed his cultivation. He must be a person who lives in the mountains. Don't talk nonsense about what happened tonight when you go back. Don't catch the big bug."

"But what about the fifth young master? He clamored to see the big worm, and the second young master said that he just happened to kill the people, and the eldest young master..."

"I'll talk about it, just keep your mouth shut." Li Gang never thought about what the servant said, just now the man could come out without a sound, and he could sit behind the big worm without incident, and he could even talk to the big worm. Being extremely close, he knew that the other party was not an ordinary person.

They can't afford to offend someone who can make even the big worms surrender. I believe they will understand when they go back and tell the young masters.

A group of people left the forest in the morning light that was about to bloom.

When he reached the mountain pass, Li Gang looked back at the dark mountain top with a complicated expression.

Wuwei Mountain is considered the largest mountain in their area. Although most of them have been stepped on, there are also many places close to valleys and cliffs that no one has rushed to. I heard that there may be tall people living in that mountain, but now it seems to be true. of.

I don't know what the owner will say after bringing this news back.

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Ye Qiu walked around the neighborhood in the morning, inquired about some gossip, and took the opportunity to increase his understanding of this era, but he didn't pay attention to the time, and accidentally timed out.

It was almost noon when she rushed back to the county office, and she was worried that her father might be looking for her everywhere.

The number of people who sued seems to be a little less today, and I didn’t see many people this time. Ye Qiu entered through the back door as usual, and as soon as he opened the door, a kind voice suddenly came from the side, “Little girl, can you Ask you something?"

It was a man in his forties, with an aura, and he seemed very kind, but Ye Qiu saw that although his eyes were smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes, obviously he didn't look so kind on the surface.

Jiang Zhenhong thought he was taking the liberty to scare the little girl in front of him, so he said directly, "You don't have to be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I just wanted to ask you, is there a scholar named Ye Wentian living in this county government office?"

These words directly aroused Ye Qiu's vigilance.

But seeing that the other party didn't have any malice, she deliberately paused and said, "He's here, he's living in the woodshed of the county government office, do you want to call him out for you?"

"That's not necessary." Maybe he thought it would be okay to show some emotions in front of a little girl. When Jiang Zhenhong heard that Ye Wentian lived in the firewood house of the county government, his brows were obviously frowned, "I remember he has a house in Xinghua Village. Is it too far away?"

When he was working in the county, he discouraged him from being separated from his family, but his elm temper was so reluctant to part with his family, he wasted so much money and starved himself half to death, he had long since given up hope.

Thinking of the past now, I feel angry for some reason. Ye Wentian is the most ignorant person he has taught to be but the most gifted in reading, so he is still not reconciled.

Ye Qiu would doubt whether the other party knew her father or not. It had been so long since her house had been burned, and everyone nearby knew about it, so this person obviously didn't know.

Not knowing the other party's intentions, she said briefly, "The house at home was burned down by bad guys, and there is nowhere to go, so I came to the county government."

"That's strange. His character can provoke others to burn down his house, probably because of his connivance."

These words were Jiang Zhenhong's murmurs, and after he finished speaking, he realized what he shouldn't have said.

Little did they know that Ye Qiu had already heard it, and it was the first time she looked at the other person squarely, not to mention that the reason why her house was burned was not because her father had indulged in being beaten in the autumn wind before, but then the thing failed, which caused the incident.

This person obviously didn't understand her family's situation, but he seemed to know Ye Wentian very well.

Something flashed across Ye Qiu's mind, and when he looked at Jiang Zhenhong again, he already guessed something in his heart.

"Thank you little girl for letting me know. Please don't tell anyone about my coming here today." The little girl's eyes were a little strange, but Jiang Zhenhong didn't think much about it. He only felt that the other person looked smarter than his peers, because eyes can't deceive anyone. .

Jiang Zhenhong called Ye Qiu to stop, because he also felt that the little girl came out alone, but she was not afraid but rather at ease, which seemed different for the little girl.He heard that Mr. Liu, the county magistrate, had a daughter who was at such an age, and he looked at her with bright eyes and spoke neither humble nor overbearing. She should be the daughter of Mr. Liu's family.

With this guess in mind, and thanking the little girl, Jiang Zhenhong left.

But he didn't notice that the little girl behind him looked playfully after he left.

She felt that she should know who the other party was, and she didn't see her behind closed doors yesterday, but she came to ask today.

Although it seemed indifferent to leave after asking, Ye Qiu felt that this elder seemed to care a lot about her father.

She thought that it wouldn't be long before she could see this Uncle Jiang again.

Sure enough, Ye Wentian found his daughter again that afternoon with great interest, saying that the busy Jiang Zhenhong finally had time to visit at night.

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