Ignoring the rich young master, rolling all over the ground and begging for mercy, Feng Xiao's eyes were red and she slapped the rich young master on the ground, and kept repeating in her mouth,

"You return my father's life, you return my father's life"

The ugly girl on the side saw that this was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

"Brother Feng Xia, don't fight, I'm going to die," the ugly girl pulled the corner of Feng Xia's clothes and shouted loudly, trying to make Feng Xiao wake up,

"Don't fight, don't fight, if you continue to fight, our young master will really die," several guards looked bad, and hurriedly endured the pain on the ground and begged bitterly,

"I'm going to kill them, they're going to kill my father, I'm going to kill them." Feng Xiao was like a demon, frantically hitting the rich young master who couldn't move on the ground,

Some villagers hurried to find the old village chief when they saw that the situation was not good, and some villagers stepped forward to stop them.

"Stop, Feng Xiao, it's not good to make a fuss, stop."

The villagers rushed up and tried their best to stop the phoenix, but although the villagers were not the opponents of the phoenix, they couldn't stop the phoenix at all, so they could only be anxious, hoping that the old village chief would come soon.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the village,

"Stop!" The sound shocked Feng Xiao and took a few steps back, and Feng Yan's eyes were a little clear at this time,

"Shan Ye Muraman, you dare to be so heavy on Young Master Bu," a figure flashed, and he picked up the rich boy on the ground, who turned out to be a monk of about thirty with a long sword in his hand,

Feng Xiao didn't say anything, but her eyes were staring at the person who came, knowing that the person opposite was not much taller than him, and her heart was alarmed.

"Young Master Bu is now seriously injured and unconscious, but you are safe and sound," the man was halfway through his words, and suddenly a flying body attacked Feng Xia, the long sword in his hand was like the wind, and he went straight to Feng Xiao's life gate.

"Leave people under the sword, and invite Taoist friends, spare one of my grandchildren," I saw an old man who lived with a cane and wore patched clothes but was very clean in front of the Chinese people,

With a "bang", the long sword was knocked to the ground by a small stone,

"Who are you? How dare you stop me from killing? This monk's expression changed slightly, and he secretly said that this person's cultivation seemed to be in the realm of Great Perfection in the Qi Refining Period.

"Hehe, the old man is the village chief of Fenglai Village, this young man is my grandson, he has offended a lot today, and he still looks at Haihan."

The old village chief looked at the monk with a smile on his face, and pulled the phoenix chick back without a trace.

"Hmph, if Young Master Bu has something, your whole village will give him a funeral, let's go!" The monk saw that he couldn't bargain anymore, so he left with the rich young master in his arms in his arms.

"Grandpa, why don't you leave them all here, let the tiger return to the mountain like this, we will be in trouble in Fenglai Village," Feng Xiao stepped forward and said to the old man after seeing those people leaving,

"Alas, it's not that grandpa doesn't want to keep them, it's that grandpa is almost the same as him, and he can't leave it at all, and the general immortal cultivation family won't care about us mortals, I hope this time we can save the day."

The old village chief looked at the village with a sad face, and knew in his heart that this matter might not be counted like this, if the rich young master was brought back to life, it would be easy to say anything, if he died, it would really be the end of Fenglai Village,

"Grandpa, I'm sorry," Feng Xiao looked at the old village chief with some guilt in her eyes,

Seeing the old village chief's expression, Feng Yan also knew that she might be in trouble.

"It's okay, blessings and misfortunes, blessings and blessings, let's go and worship, the tower god, maybe the tower god will be fairies and help us survive this catastrophe." The old man was on crutches, and he led the people in the direction of the broken wooden tower.

The villagers have no culture, since the old village chief said so, then there may really be spirituality in this wooden tower, so they all followed the old village chief to worship the broken wooden tower.

There is a long table in front of the wooden tower, on which chickens, ducks and fish are placed, which are changed every three days, and the villagers themselves are reluctant to eat good things to worship here.

It is also strange to say, some people in the village who look down on the sick, kneeling here for a night, the next day it was miraculously better, at first people did not believe it, after a long time, many people found out that what major illness and small disasters only need to come to this wooden pagoda to worship,

This makes the villagers more devout to this sudden arrival of the wooden tower, and people come to clean the broken tower almost every day for free, and take the initiative to serve the food at home.

"The tower god is above, my Fenglai Village has just caused a big disaster, and someone may come to the village to kill the people in my village in the near future, and please ask the tower god to appear to save my Fenglai Village, and the old decayed Fenglai incense kowtows to the tower god."

The old village chief walked to the wooden tower and knelt down and kowtowed as he spoke, and the villagers also knelt down and kowtowed.

Although it was Feng Xiao who caused the trouble, the villagers did not dare to blame, because without the old village chief, there would be no peace and tranquility in Fenglai Village, and for the sake of the old village chief's face, they did not dare to blame this young man who was only fourteen or fifteen.

"Please also ask the tower god to bless my Fenglai Village!"

"Please also ask the tower god to bless my Fenglai Village!"

The villagers prostrated and shouted over and over again, and even some people from nearby villages stopped to watch.

"Are the people of Fenglai Village crazy again, why do they still worship a dilapidated wooden tower?"

"Maybe there are no monks in the village to protect it, and it will be like this when you are desperate, I remember that last time I made a big fish to worship, and then I was killed by a group of monks passing by, and this time I made a broken wooden tower."

The two men discussed the silly villagers worshipping a wooden tower that was creaking in the wind.

After a month or two, no one came to look for trouble, and the villagers put aside their worries and began to get busy with farm work.

In the old village chief's thatched house, Feng Xiao happened to be eating at the old village chief, and there was a loud shout outside,

"Oh no, no, that monk was rushing to our Fenglai Village that day, and the sentry Xiao Yang Zi came back and said, bring a lot of people,"

"What? Then you should quickly inform the big guy and take refuge in the tower god," said the old village chief to a villager who came running profusely in a sweat.

"Someone has already been notified, village chief, you should hurry up." After saying this, the villager ran away and disappeared, probably notifying others.

"Feng Xiao hurriedly helped organize the people in the village to gather at the tower god." The old village chief hurriedly ordered Feng Xiaodao,

Feng Xiao didn't speak, so she put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out.

On the other side, an old man in black was riding a horse and rushing to Fenglai Village with people unhurriedly.

"You have inquired, this Fenglai Village is only guarded by an old village chief of the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period, and there are no more masters?" The old man in black looked at a guard walking beside him and said,

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