"What's the matter?"

Meng Fan gently placed the handle of the knife on the Taoist priest's forehead, said teasingly, and then turned his head and grinned at Liu Xiaoxi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Liu Xiaoxi's chick nodded as if pecking rice, and stretched out his thumb at Meng Fan, as if to say, amazing!

"Now I'll ask you. Meng Fan leaned down and stared into the Taoist priest's eyes, seeing a hint of panic in his eyes, "Who are you, where are you from, what are you doing here?"

The Taoist priest was lying on the ground, looking at the condescending Meng Fan, the arrogance on his body disappeared completely, and when he heard Meng Fan's question, a touch of fearlessness suddenly appeared on his face: "My name is Nian Qifan, I am from Huyang Mountain, Huyang Temple, as for what you are here for, you don't care!"

Meng Fan listened and nodded, Huyang Mountain is a big mountain next to Pig's Trotter Mountain, Huyang Temple is located in the mountain, very famous, there are about more than 200 disciples, Meng Fan also accompanied his parents there to burn incense, the scale is not small...... It's no wonder that this Taoist priest named Nian Qifan became angry when he mentioned Huyang Temple.

"Then I'll guess......" Meng Fan's tone was calm, his eyes looked back into the distance, and he glanced at Pig's Trotter Mountain, the huge crack was still there, as if the old immortal had just been there, wielding a shocking sword......

"Last night, countless souls gathered in Pig's Trotter Mountain, and you, Huyangguan, as a disciple of the Daomen, naturally noticed it...... You appeared at Pig's Trotter Mountain, just for this matter. ”

"Not bad!"

Nian Qifan did not deny that what happened last night shocked the entire Huyang Temple, he was ordered by the master to come to investigate the matter, but he didn't think that before the matter was clarified, he encountered such a disgusting thing.

"This thing is in the past. Meng Fan took the handle of the knife away from the Taoist priest's forehead, "Don't worry about your Huyang Temple...... What do you think of that coffin?"

That's what he ultimately wanted to ask.

"I sensed that there was a cold aura on the coffin, which was very beneficial to my practice, and I just wanted to borrow it. Nian Qifan sighed, afraid that this idea was going to fail, after all, his skills were not as good as others, and he paused and said, "You'd better not open this coffin, it's not something you can deal with." ”

Meng Fan smiled when he heard this, what the Taoist priest said was true, he still owed Qi Lin'er ninety paper soldiers, and other people's grandfathers were also hanging, and it was indeed a bit of a headache to deal with these things.

"You don't have to worry about it. ”

Meng Fan smiled bitterly, then stretched out his hand to the young Taoist priest and shook it in front of him.

Mrs. Zhang saw Meng Fan's action on the side, and her withered old face showed a sinister smile, as if she had expected Meng Fan to make this move.

"What are you doing?" the Taoist priest was stunned.

"Compensation!" Meng Fan said with a straightforward and serious attitude, "I broke my friend's knife and hit someone again, and I still have to pay compensation." ”

"What?" The Taoist priest was completely stunned, this is obviously bullying, he was just knocked unconscious, and he didn't say anything, why was he still asked for compensation by others?

Isn't it unreasonable?

"Boss, I bought that knife for six hundred dollars. ”

Seeing that Meng Fan was still thinking about seeking justice for himself, Liu Eryi was so moved that he was about to cry, so he hurriedly ran over and quoted a price.

"A broken knife...... Six hundred?" the Taoist priest glared when he heard this, and he couldn't care about his elegant image anymore, and said angrily while lying on the ground, "You guys are too tricky, aren't you?"

"At least a thousand. Meng Fan stretched out a finger, "You scared my friend just now, and you have to take some scare money." ”

"No!" The Taoist priest lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and looked like he loved it, and it was reasonable to pay a broken knife, but there was no door to frighten Fei!

"No, you can. A hint of cunning appeared on Meng Fan's face, "The village has just finished the autumn harvest, and there is a shortage of labor, so you can stay and contribute...... Also, if you delay the work of the villagers, and there is a lost work fee, a total of 2,000 yuan, which can be regarded as a discount for you. ”

"You ......" When the Taoist priest heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes and glared angrily, "Aren't you afraid that our two hundred disciples of Huyang Guan will come to talk to you?"

"You are at fault, the old man has seen it all. At this time, Village Chief Sun came over with a cigarette gun, spit out a smoke ring, and put on a posture of being an old master, "There are more than 100 households in Mengjiazhuang Village, and there are 300 or 400 villagers...... We have always been hospitable, friends come with good wine, but when the jackal comes, it is greeted with a shotgun!"

"You ......"

The Taoist priest swallowed, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if he couldn't get out of his breath, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it...... I feel like I've fallen into a trap and been pitted, and I'm very aggrieved!

"Give you time to think about it. Meng Fan returned the sickle in his hand to the villagers, and said to Zhang Chungeng, who was in the crowd, "Brother Chungeng, isn't it time for your pigsty to pick up dung, is there a shortage of manpower?"

Zhang Chungeng said in a loud voice: "Lacking, the pigsty is full of poop, I can't get off my feet, that fly maggot, it's this season, and I still crawl everywhere with ......."

The Taoist priest in a luxurious Taoist robe frowned when he heard this, and imagined a picture in his mind...... Then I almost vomited it, and I endured it until I let out a long breath of turbidity: "A thousand yuan is fine, two thousand yuan is not to be discussed!"

As if he was afraid that Meng Fan would regret it, he lifted his robe on the spot, took out a wad of money from his placket, no more, no less than exactly one thousand, handed it to Meng Fan, and said a little scoundrel: "There is no more." ”

Meng Fan took the money with a smile, and then threw it to Liu Erxie, Liu Erxie was happy to take the money, and the hatred of destroying the knife disappeared at once.

At this time, the Taoist priest got up from the ground with a disgraced face, patted the soil on the Taoist robe, and walked out of the village...... After walking a few steps, I felt extremely aggrieved in my heart, stopped again, turned around resentfully, and glared at Meng Fan: "Huyangguan remembers this matter, I will come again in Mengjiazhuang, you have to wait!"

"Not used, not used. Meng Fan smiled and beckoned to the Taoist priest, "Wait a minute, the matter is not over yet." ”

As he spoke, he walked up to the village chief and asked, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Yes. ”

The village chief took out a pen and handed it to Meng Fan, these two things are what he must carry with him whenever he goes out, and the book records the big and small things in the village, which is regarded as his work memo.

"Nian Qifan, right?" Meng Fan walked to the glaring Taoist priest and said matter-of-factly, "Make an IOU, after a while, I will personally go to Huyang Temple, you really don't need it." ”

A light breeze blew, blowing the face of the Taoist priest, his dusty demeanor was no longer there, and the Taoist robe was turning in the wind, making a very lonely sound......

The Taoist priest forgot how he left and how he wrote the two words IOU, but he remembered that the laughter of the villagers was so loud that it made him ...... I want to cry.

The villagers didn't take this matter to heart, and after arriving at the village, under the arrangement of the village chief, everyone collectively expressed their gratitude to Meng Fan, and even Liu Xiaoxi thanked him, making Xiaoxi smile happily.

Meng Fan saw Liu Xiaoxi's happy appearance, but his heart ached faintly.

The coffin was finally placed in the backyard of Mrs. Zhang's house, and placed together with the corpse refining furnace, and the body of the old fairy was also placed in Mrs. Zhang's house, which can be regarded as a final destination...... Things settled down in an orderly manner.

He didn't go out that afternoon, but stayed at home with his parents and cooked two meals by himself...... Parents are completely tired these days, and they are still yawning when eating, which makes Meng Fan's heart sour.

Before his parents went to sleep, he washed his parents' feet for the first time in his life...... Fingers touched the calluses on the soles of their feet, and they almost burst into tears...... After washing, the somewhat chaotic mood also settled down inexplicably, and only then did I fully understand Mencius's words, only filial piety to parents can relieve worries......

Indeed, the ancients did not deceive the surplus.

"Son, what's wrong with you?" Meng Qingshan saw that Meng Fan's face was not normal, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay. Meng Fan poured out the water in the basin and muttered, "The soles of your feet are so hard, and you can still run so fast......

"It's hard to run fast. ”

Meng Qingshan lay down on the bed peacefully, cocked Erlang's legs, swayed, full of enjoyment, but immediately attracted a burst of reproach from Meng's mother, saying Don't shake, the bed is about to collapse by you......

Waiting for his parents to sleep, Meng Fan gently closed the door, walked into the inky night, and walked towards Mrs. Zhang's house......

Some things, really...... The trees want to be quiet, and the wind does not stop. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )