"Cowardice?" Lang Sandao Liangliang spit out a word, squinted his eyes and glanced at Yan Bei beside him, leaving a disdainful look, without saying anything, he walked towards the village. With {dream} small ◢.1a

"Master, where are we going?" Yan Bei immediately followed, and asked as he went, "Master, what are you bringing us here for?" ”

Could it be that they still plan to let them go back to the countryside?

The three of Zhu Zaozao behind him were also full of doubts, but Lang Sandao did not answer Yan Bei's inquiry, but just led a few of them all the way through the village and stopped in front of an ordinary blacksmith shop.

At this time, it was already close to evening, the villagers were finishing their work from the field and preparing to go home to make dinner, the blacksmith shop was in the innermost part of the village, and there were very few villagers passing by here, and the incursion of Yan Bei and the others did not attract much attention.

However, as soon as the group of five people stood in front of the blacksmith shop, the white-faced man who was striking iron on the stove at the door immediately raised his head.

Different from the usual rugged image of a blacksmith in Yan Bei's mind, this man had a white face and beard, and his figure was not very strong, but he could only be said to be well-proportioned.

If he is wearing a long robe instead of a half-sleeved shirt, no one will doubt that he is a scholar.

His facial features were mediocre, and his reddish eyes swept over the five people in front of him, and finally stopped at Lang Sandao's unshaven face, stared at it carefully for a long time, as if he had recognized the person, and asked in surprise:

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years, how did you become so sloppy?"

The tone was very ordinary, as if the gray-robed man standing in front of him had only been seen for more than ten days, not for more than ten years.

Lang Sandao waved his hand, signaling him not to worry about his appearance, and without any kind words, he said directly:

"I'm going to come and stay for a while, and you look at it to help arrange the arrangements."

"Just a few of you?" The blacksmith put down his work, wiped the stain on the leather apron casually, and walked towards Yan Bei and the others.

The plain gaze swept over the four of them, nodded slightly, and said to Lang Sandao:

"Wait a while, I'll take you to the village chief's house to have a look, there are two pieces of land in the east, the price is a bit high, but it's nothing to you."

As he spoke, he walked into the house and brought out a pot of tea and five bowls and placed them on the stone platform in front of the door, motioned for Yan Bei and the others to drink water and wait first, and turned around to continue the work he had just done.

Yan Bei wanted to ask who this person was, but Lang Sandao didn't seem to want to say more, so he only pointed to the water on the stone platform and said one word: "Drink!" ”

After speaking, he stopped talking, leaned on the wooden stake and watched the blacksmith swing the huge hammer to hit the iron, his expression was focused, and his whole body was relaxed and comfortable.

Infected by this emotion, I wish the others to relax early, drink water slowly with a bowl and wait...

In this way, when the sky was dark and the smoke rose and fell from every house, the blacksmith lifted a brand new cauldron and led Yan Bei and the others to the village chief's house.

It is not clear what the process is in the middle Yan Bei and the others are waiting outside the house, but it is very certain that from this evening onwards, these few of them are from this village, and the land in the west of the village has also been sold to Lang Sandao.

After staying at the blacksmith's house for one night and resting, Yan Bei was woken up from his cultivation by Lang Sandao early the next morning.

"Let's go up the hill and cut wood." Lang Sandao sat in front of the blacksmith's house with the wine gourd in his arms and said.

Yan Bei was still a little stunned, but before she could react, she had already let Lang Sandao fan her sleeve to the mountain.

Looking at the dense mountain forest in front of him, Yan Bei spat in the palm of his hand, pulled out the embroidery needle, and began the great cause of silk thread logging.

So, under the horrified eyes of the villagers, in less than a day, the open space at the west end of the village was full of timber, and the straight and straight timber only made the villagers' eyes shine.

Unfortunately, the timber was used to build houses, so I couldn't give it to them.

Yan Bei and the others were all cultivators except for a weak chicken, Ouyang Yu, and building a house was just a matter of raising their hands and waving their hands for a few people, and soon a large mansion with three entrances would stand in the open space at the west end of the village.

With the passage of time, this mansion has added a front yard and a back yard, as well as a lotus pond in front of the door, and it has become the best house in the whole village.

In this way, Yan Bei and the others settled down in the village, although at first Yan Bei didn't understand the reason why Lang Sandao's hiding place was now here, but this did not prevent her from starting to enjoy the rare leisurely pastoral time.

I get up every morning to clean the house, and after eating at noon, I go to the stone bench next to the lotus pond to gossip with the little daughters-in-law in the village, and when I go home in the evening, I wish the delicious meals prepared early, and the small life is beautiful.

But just when Yan Bei thought that his life could go on quietly and fully like this, a big event happened in the mansion.

Ink-dyed incense carries a sword to kill Ouyang Yu!

Yan Bei was still teasing the big yellow dog of the little widow's house in the village by the lotus pond at that time, and suddenly felt a strong spiritual power fluctuation, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and the fingers that had been straight up and teasing the big yellow dog poked directly into the mouth of the big yellow dog.

The big yellow dog thought it was delicious, and opened his mouth to bite it, but he didn't expect that the delicacy he imagined did not appear, and some only almost broke the hardness of his white teeth.

"Woohoo!" The big yellow dog, whose teeth were almost broken, screamed in fright, hurriedly loosened his mouth and ran away, and when he ran out, he couldn't help but look back at Yan Bei vigilantly, and saw that she hadn't caught up, so he squatted in place with his tail between his legs and looked at her.

However, as soon as it squatted down, Yan Bei, who was worried about something happening in the courtyard, had already stood up and rushed into the courtyard.

"What's wrong?" Yan Bei hurriedly ran into the courtyard, and saw Zhu Zaozao holding his god-level recipe that could have been used as a brick in front of Ouyang Yu.

And in front of her, there was an ink-dyed incense holding a green sword to chop.

Seeing this scene, Yan Bei was a little unclear about what the situation was for the first time.

After all, everyone has lived together for so long, and her family Ah Xiang never thought of using a sword to cut Ouyang Yu, why did this good person suddenly become so irritable?

Subconsciously, Yan Bei felt that Ouyang Yu had provoked his daughter, so he immediately stepped forward, took off the ink-dyed green sword, looked coldly at Ouyang Yu, whose face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and asked angrily:

"What did you do? Why did you provoke my Ah Xiang like this? ”

These days, her Ah Xiang is so kind that she doesn't even eat dogs, if this stinky boy hadn't violated her Ah Xiang's bottom line, her Ah Xiang would definitely not be so irritable.

"Sister Beibei, are you sure that your Ah Xiang didn't let go of the big yellow dog because it was not delicious?" Xiao Duo asked playfully.

Yan Bei was in no mood to pay attention to her now, and just looked at Ouyang Yu to see how he was going to answer.