"Amitabha, when you are so old, you must be a little kinder, otherwise, after you die, you will go down to the region and torture you layer by layer." The monk said something serious, but it scared the old woman a lot.

Mrs. Chen, who has always believed in ghosts and gods, was stunned and was cursed by the monk, it was really fatal!

The second pillar was caught, Su Yunxi stepped forward, grabbed the wrist of the second pillar, glanced at the back of his hand, and then raised his arm, and said: "When Aunt Yang was cut by the scimitar, she grabbed the back of the man's hand with her backhand, which was caught by Aunt Yang, and also, under the wall of our yard, I planted things and laid grass, and the thief stepped on it last night, leaving a footprint, so big!" ”

Su Yunji held up a piece of paper that looked about the same as the sole of her shoe, and she handed it to Yang Huai.

Yang Huai asked Yang Sanbao to put the paper on the ground, and the feet of the two pillars were lifted up by Yang Sanbao and stepped on it, just right, consistent with the paper, exactly the same.

"What else to say?" Su Yunxi asked.

"It's not me, I didn't do it, I didn't go to your yard." Erzhuzi still said with his neck stalked.

"Village Chief, I need you to administer justice, for Aunt Yang, for the peace of this Yangjiazhuang." Su Yunxi looked at Yang Huai, her face cold.

All the villagers looked at Su Yunxi, and they realized that although this woman was thin and young, if she was fierce, she had a strong aura, which made people feel a sense of coercion, and even Yang Huai, the village chief who had always been calm, looked much more restrained in this woman's cold face.

"Yangjiazhuang can be poor, but he can't be shameless." Yang Huai turned around, looked at all the villagers, and said, "What Miss Auntie said, about buying land and recruiting workers, after a while, you all came to me to report, and about Erzhuzi and Chen Pozi, the village chief thinks that there is no need for you two to stay in this village." After three days, I will take someone to throw out all the things you have left in the house, and you will either go by yourself or, when the time comes, I will have you taken out of the village. ”

"What? You're going to expel us from the village? Mrs. Chen didn't seem to hear it, she struggled for a while, and as soon as the monk's hand was released, the old woman immediately fell to the ground, but she didn't care about getting up and stepped forward and rushed to the village chief.

Hongmei stepped forward and stood in front of the village chief and her own little county lord.

"The adopted son doesn't teach, the fault of his parents, Erzhuzi's father died, this son, not only did you not teach him well, but also connived at him to hurt people, Aunt Yang's family is fortunate to have Auntie and Master Mo Ling, if not, is it okay to kill people and set fires?" Yang Huai looked at Mrs. Chen coldly, and there was no room for negotiation when she said it: "In this village, as long as I am the village head, you will never be allowed to set foot in Yangjiazhuang, once you step in, everyone can fight out." ”

"Oh my God, I don't want to live, I'm so old, but I've been kicked out of the village, how can I live!" Mrs. Chen sat on the ground and began to cry.

Su Yunxi tidied up the cloak on her body, turned to Yang Huai and said, "Then I'll go back first, in the afternoon, I'll ask Hongmei to call you and go to Qiufeng Town together." ”

"Good!" Yang Huai nodded.

Su Yunxi took Hongmei and Mo Ling away, Aunt Yang didn't come over, Qiao Niang followed them, the four of them walked, and the villagers here all turned their heads to look at them.