Mi Xiaojing doesn't need to do it, he just needs to watch it on the side, the rent he collects, mainly wheat and sorghum, as well as some millet, a small amount of rice, soybeans, and some red beans and mung beans, are all very ordinary grains.

Some tenants don't have that much food, so it's okay to hand over some coarse cloth that they have woven themselves, and some tenants will also give some extra offerings, mainly dried radish, pickles, dried peppers, garlic and the like.

The front yard of the village chief's house was full of people, lively and noisy, making Mi Xiaojing very irritable, he has always been alone, and it is a very quiet place in the sect, even if he goes up the mountain, it is very quiet, and it is rare to encounter this kind of noisy and lively crowd.

Mi Xiaojing can't leave the front yard for the time being, his status is actually quite high, you must know that although Yanmen is peaceful, it is also a place with a strict hierarchy, Mi Xiaojing is the last stage of Yanxiu in the Yuanjue period, and he is the highest level in the Yuanjue period.

Therefore, Mi Xiaojing is second only to Master Zeng Li in this group of masters, of course, Master Zeng Li is a realm higher than him, and Master Zeng Li is the cultivation of the Dharma viewing period, which is equivalent to the foundation building period of the cultivator, and in Xiyanmen, he is an out-and-out master.

The originally noisy voice suddenly became more high-pitched, and a bunch of people squeezed in at the door, in Mi Xiaojing's eyes, this is a family, there are more than a dozen men's and women's women's football teams.

He asked the village chief, "Uncle Village, is this a family?"

A gleam flashed in the village chief's eyes, he was not a cultivator, but a person who cultivated martial arts.

"This is the Luo family, and they are very domineering in Fenglin Village. ”

The old man of the Luo family gave birth to four sons, and after his son got married, he gave birth to twelve more children, six of whom have reached adulthood, plus the mother-in-law of the family.

The whole family came, carrying burdens and pushing wooden wheeled carts, and the land planted by the family was among the top few in Fenglin Village, with a lot of harvest and a lot of rent.

The Luo family is more domineering in the village, but they don't dare to have any disrespect to the master of Xiyanmen, whether it is force or strength, the Luo family is in front of the master of Xiyanmen, that is scum, and it is quite respectful in the face of the master.

Mi Xiaojing watched from the side, and the rent paid by the Luo family turned out to be rice. He knew that the Luo family occupied all the high-quality fields, and only the high-quality fields could grow rice, because it was watered, and there were usually rice fields by the Jingxi, judging from this point, the people of the Luo family were indeed domineering.

In addition to rice, the Luo family also gave a large jar of soybean paste, which is a good thing, and there are all kinds of pickled vegetables, among which radish is the main one, that is, pickled dried radish, there are as many as four baskets, that is to say, in addition to paying rent, the Luo family also gave Xiyanmen a lot of offerings.

Master Zeng Li was very satisfied with this, and seeing how he treated the old man of the Luo family, with a pleasant face, he knew his attitude towards the Luo family.

This kind of tenant is the most popular in Xiyanmen, even if it is a bit domineering, Xiyanmen also remains tolerant, which makes the Luo family more unscrupulous in the village.

Mi Xiaojing feels good about the Luo family, he can pay so much rent, and there are so many offerings, it is obvious that the Luo family attaches great importance to Xiyanmen, as the master of Xiyanmen, Mi Xiaojing is of course the same as Master Zeng Li, and he is more satisfied.

What's more, the old man of the Luo family personally brought the whole family to pay the rent, and his attitude was extremely respectful, which made the masters of Xiyanmen very satisfied.

It's just that soon, the masters frowned.

The Luo family entered the door, busy paying the rent, the old man of the Luo family was talking to Master Zeng Li, at this time, a child came in from outside the door, looking only seven or eight years old, extremely thin, a big head, extremely thin neck, it seemed difficult to support such a big head.

The clothes he was wearing were so shabby that he could barely cover his body, and he dragged a basket of radishes with great difficulty, and moved them into the yard little by little, and before he had gone far, he suddenly weakened his legs and fell to the ground, and the radishes in the bamboo basket suddenly rolled out.

Mi Xiaojing happened to see that he just wanted to step forward to help, but the next scene made him stunned.

A very ugly-looking man, when he went up, kicked the child who was kneeling on the ground to pick up the radish and kicked it away, and fell to the ground with a thud, and then he followed, raising his hand to fight.

Master Zeng Li burst into applause.

"Stop! bastard!"

Everyone could hear the anger in Master Zeng Li's tone.

Mi Xiaojing suspected that this kick might have kicked the child to death, this person even wanted to fight, he was also angry, and ran to the child's side in a few steps, he slammed the man with his shoulder, and a huge force burst out, the man staggered back, and almost didn't fall.

The old man of the Luo family shouted: "Second child, get out of the way!"

The ugly man's face was purple, and he looked angry.

The old man of the Luo family apologized.

"Master, I'm sorry, the child is out of shape. ”

Master Zeng Li's face was gloomy.

"This kid belongs to your family?"

Mi Xiaojing stepped forward and had already helped the child up, and he couldn't help but feel angry when he saw a footprint on the child's shoulder, plus a few scratches on his face when he hit the ground just now.

"He's just a kid!"

The old man of the Luo family sighed.

"Little master, I'm sorry, this is my little grandson, I hit him just now...... Yes, it's his father. ”

Suddenly, there was a dumbness around, Lao Tzu beat his son, outsiders can't put their beaks, people are family affairs, what else can you say?

Mi Xiaojing was also very helpless, but he was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Even if you are a father, you can't beat your child like this!"

The old man of the Luo family did not refute, knowing that if he refutated, it was estimated that it would arouse the anger of the masters.

"Yes, it's my fault. ”

admitted his mistake cleanly, and suddenly made Mi Xiaojing speechless.

The child's face was full of blood, and the blood began to ooze out of the face that had been scratched just now, and then Mi Xiaojing found that the child's body was full of scars, spots, bruises, purples, and tattered clothes couldn't cover it at all.

"Okay, second brother, you take him home, don't be embarrassed here!"

The ugly man said, "Yes, Daddy, I'll take him back." As he spoke, he walked over to Mi Xiaojing.

The kid grabbed Mi Xiaojing's hundred clothes in fear, and the whole person hid behind Mi Xiaojing, and he kept trembling.

"I, I'm not going home...... Don't go home...... Don't go home!"

The ugly man's face was full of anger.

"Come here, come with me!"

The child grabbed the back of Mi Xiaojing's shirt and didn't let go, Mi Xiaojing squatted down and reached out to wipe the blood on the child's face.

"Go home. ”