That night, Xiao Qian went to a stone bag behind the well and looked at the well. The terrain is relatively high, and he can look at the well, and even every move in the village, he can see it. It's cooler to sleep in and the air is good, but there are mosquitoes. You can also train to fight mosquitoes, his shot is very fast, he hears the call of mosquitoes in his book, and he can hit one as soon as he shoots, so that other mosquitoes dare not approach him.

He suddenly felt bored, how nice it would be if he found someone to talk to him about the day! Forget it, wouldn't he expose the place where he was hiding when he talked about it? The person who destroyed the well would attack him first when the time came, wouldn't it be very troublesome, and the strength of the person who came that day was not strong, and if a third- or fourth-level cultivator came, he would not be yellow. It's still safe to hide here alone, in case a powerful character comes, you can run by yourself. He couldn't help but pick up a few rocks and put them beside him, maybe he could stand on a high place and throw stones at each other.

In the second half of the night, he was a little sleepy, so he leaned against the stone and fell asleep.

Suddenly, Xiao Qian felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, and he was startled, sure enough, someone had the idea of hitting this well.

Xiao Qian hurriedly opened his eyes, and in the moonlight, four figures flashed quickly in the open space in front of the well.

With so many people coming at once, it seems that the other party is bound to get this well. No, these four people are not all the way, and three of the men in black are besieging a tall figure, who is the village chief.

The village chief is fighting one against three. I saw that he was bare-handed, fighting against the long sword in the hands of the three people, and he didn't fall behind at all. It turned out that the village chief had been secretly protecting the well.

Xiao Qian couldn't help but feel that what he had said to the village chief before was too much. The village chief must be more concerned about the well than anyone else, he is more concerned about the lack of water in the village, and he once led the villagers to almost pay with their lives for the water. Xiao Qian mobilized him to lead people to protect this well, how ridiculous it was to think about it.

The long swords of the three black-clothed men attacked fiercely, but they couldn't get close to the village chief. With each sword, the chief's fist would come first, striking the sword's wrist and forcing him to dodge with his sword.

The strange thing is that the strength of the village chief is obviously much stronger than these three people, and it is not difficult to deal with these three people, but he has not resorted to killing, but has led them to fight, as if he is accompanying them to practice swords, not like fighting to the death.

Xiaoqian can't understand, what is the village chief playing?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his heart, it couldn't be that the village chief was deliberately punching himself to show him, could it be that he already knew that he was hiding here.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a serious look at the village chief's punching action.

Every punch of the village chief was so perfect, and it was clear that the three men in black just formed a circle, but they were all destroyed by the village chief's inadvertent action.

The more Xiao Qian looked at it, the more strange it became, it turned out that the fights between cultivators were many times more exciting than those charlatans he encountered.

He was fascinated, as if he was the village chief, fighting against the attack of three men in black.

The three men in black couldn't fight for a long time, and suddenly retreated.

The village chief suddenly spoke: "If you want to leave, it's not so easy!" I saw that his playing style suddenly changed, no longer in a defensive state, but in an active attack. He punched a man in black, moving a little faster. The man in black had just swung his sword, but how could the movement be as fast as the village chief's? The village chief smashed his fist on the man's head, only to hear a "bang", and the punch had already smashed firmly on the top of the man's head.

The man fell, and there was no sound.

The other two wanted to run away when they saw that something was wrong, but it was too late. The village chief was taller than the two, and the village chief stood with a punch, both hitting the head, and the movements were a few points faster, and the two fell to the ground back and forth.

It turned out that the three of them were not the opponents of the village chief at all, and the difference in strength was a bit big, and it was completely a second kill. The village chief's current strength should have reached level 4, and these three people are estimated to be level 3, and they may not know that the village chief's injuries have healed, so they died a little unclear.

Xiao Qian was even more sure that the village chief didn't kill him just now, he was just playing to himself, as if he was teaching himself, but that day, Xiao Qian said that he wanted to learn to practice with him, why did he say that Xiao Qian couldn't do it, he couldn't practice.

Xiao Qian suddenly thought of a question, if the village chief had been secretly protecting this well, then had he ever found himself coming out of this well, and had he seen the little golden snake?

The village chief didn't seem to know that Xiao Qian was on the mountain, let alone call Xiao Qian out, and of course he wouldn't know what Xiao Qian was thinking now.

He dragged the three of them to a place more than ten meters in front of the well and put them down, and then, with both fists, slammed into the ground, only to see the ground dusty, followed by a "boom" sound, and a big crater appeared on the ground. Then he threw the three of them into the pit, and when he slapped his hands on the ground, the sand on the ground seemed to be swept away by a strong force, and the big hole was filled in flat.

Xiao Qian was dumbfounded, where does this seem to be something that can be done by manpower, it is completely like a mechanical operation.

After doing all this, the village chief picked up the sword left behind by the three of them. Xiao Qian felt a little heartache, you don't use this sword, what do you take it away, won't you keep it for me to use?

The village chief left without looking back, as if he had done everything and was sure that no one would come to dig the idea of the well.

Xiao Qian watched his figure disappear from view, and he couldn't figure out if he knew that he had burned a corpse that night.

Of course, Xiao Qian would not let go of the benefits of burning these three corpses, and after confirming that the village chief was gone, he came down to do this matter.

After he dug out the three people, he first touched a few of them to see if there were anything valuable, but there was nothing, which made him a little disappointed, but in the process of burning, he found that the burning value was not bad.

Xiao Qian thought that when he had money in the future, he would open a cremation plant, maybe he could improve his strength faster. However, it's better to do less of that kind of thing to earn dead people's burn points!