Chapter Ninety-Two: Fortune Transforms
Mo Laohu is also the thorn in the head of Moqiao Village, at this time, he simply played a scoundrel, I don't admit that this water is yours, what can you do with me? Anyway, in the end, this verbal attack is useless, whoever has a big fist, whose words will work. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"His grandma, kill these bastards for me!" Fang Laosan came this time, and he didn't think about reasoning with Mo Laohu, he threw the gong in his hand to the ground, snatched the hoe of a person on the side, and smashed it towards Mo Laohu.
At this moment, he didn't spare any hands, if it really hit someone's body, it would definitely be a brain-bursting end. However, he didn't care, the battle between the villages, even if it broke the sky, the county would not care. This is a matter between two villages, and the county can't control it, and it's too lazy to take care of it.
"Damn, give it to me!" Mo Laohu didn't expect Fang Laosan to suddenly make a move, so he dodged back and avoided the blow. However, he was also scared into a cold sweat, if he hadn't reacted quickly, his head would have been shoveled down half now.
Everyone in Moqiao Village is also a young man in the village, and when they heard the leader's words, they took hoes one by one and smashed them forward. This is not just a fight for water, but a fight for life, this has a drought, if you don't do it yourself, can you still count on the relief of those big lords above?
Don't be kidding, the more serious the disaster outside, the happier those big men are. Because of this, they have the opportunity to fill their pockets, and how many grains of grain can really fall into the mouths of the people?
And the people in Giejiaoshui Village are not vegetarians, they just do what they do, who is afraid of whom? The people in this countryside have a ruthless personality in their personalities, and they really make trouble, let alone fighting, even rebellion can give you a few times.
"I'll come too. Seeing this, Sun An's eyes lit up, and he picked up an arm-thick wooden stick from the ground and rushed forward.
"Grandma, this kid doesn't want to die. Fang Hong looked at Sun An's reckless appearance, and couldn't stop it. This is also what you can go up to, if you are hit by a hoe, your life will be lost on the spot.
But Fang Hong didn't dare to go up himself, although he had a lot of experience in fighting, but in this kind of melee, your flexibility couldn't be used at all, and there was no other way than to resist hard.
"Brother Hong, what can I do about this?" Fang Hong had no idea, and Fang Qu was even more unbearable, at this time, several people had already been hit by hoes, and the blood on their bodies was flowing sideways, giving people a shocking feeling.
Now that the two sides are equal in numbers, the fight has fallen into a stalemate. In addition, it is easy for people to lose their minds when there are too many people, and the anger on both sides has already risen, and it is estimated that there will be no way to stop if a few people do not die.
"Out of the body. As soon as Fang Hong's eyelids lifted, his physical body immediately froze, and his divine body immediately jumped out. At this time, the situation was urgent, and he didn't care if anyone was around.
His divine body was like fire, and his spirit instantly spread out, connecting with the entire Giethoorn Village. At this time, a strong feeling of panic was transmitted to his mind, making him can't help but want to return to his body.
This is the power of natural disasters, violent, chaotic, and irresistible. He forcibly held back his fear, and with a wave of the wat board in his hand, all the luck of Sheephorn Village was collected by him.
There are spiritual things in the world, and all of them will have luck, and when luck comes together, it will become luck. It's like the literary fortune of the heavenly people, the official fortune of the imperial court, and the financial fortune of merchants.
There are only about 100 households in Yangjiaoshui Village, and the number of people is only a few hundred, which is far from condensed into a joint luck, but scattered like smoke, distributed throughout the village.
And what Fang Hong is doing now is to take his own land god position as the leading position, and condense the luck of Sheephorn Water Village and turn it into a share. As a result, although the quantity has not improved, the quality has been much higher.
In the void, it quickly condensed into a vague rice shape, and it was only one step away from reaching the point of qi luck turning into shape. Generally speaking, when the combination of fortune condenses to a certain point, it will be transformed, such as the official fortune is the shape of an official seal, the literary fortune is a pen, and the wealth fortune is a copper coin.
Most of the people in Giethoorn Village make a living from farming, and when this luck is condensed, it naturally becomes the shape of food.
"Clumsy. With a wave of Fang Hong's raised hand, the rice swayed, swept lightly through the void, and slammed on the luck of Moqiao Village.
The luck of Moqiao Village is also scattered, where is the opponent of the rice luck after condensation, even if it is defeated, it will not be able to form an army.
Luck can really affect the blessings and misfortunes of living beings, and if the luck is sufficient and condensed, the living beings will be smooth when they encounter problems, and there will be basically no disasters. And when luck becomes thin and loose, there will be constant misfortune.
After Fang Hong did this, he immediately reined in his soul and returned to his physical body. All this was a long time, but it was only a few breaths, and Fang Qu, who had been staying by his side, did not notice anything unusual.
"Fang Laosan, you hurry up and roll with your people, it is impossible for you to give you a drop of water. Damn, there's a little rabbit cub rushing over to see how Lao Tzu cleans you up. Mo Laohu scolded, but when he looked up, he saw a black and strong half-sized man rushing over with a stick, he couldn't help but laugh, raised his hand and smashed the hoe in his hand.
Although Sun An often fights with Fang Hong, this child's fight is different from an adult's fight, children mostly look at their figure, whoever has a large body can win. And when adults fight, it is the courage to fight, and whoever has enough courage can win.
Not to mention that Sun An's figure is not comparable to that of adults, and his courage is far from being comparable to these people. Mo Laohu's eyes just widened, and a layer of green tendons appeared on his forehead, and his face was full of hideousness, which could scare children into crying.
Seeing this expression, Sun An's blood was cold at this time, his legs were a little weak, and he couldn't help but want to retreat. However, it was all people pushing and shoving behind him, and he couldn't back down at all.
"Haha. The hoe in Mo Laohu's hand brought a gust of wind and smashed it on Sun An's head. If it is smashed, it will definitely be a big hole.
"Hong ...... Brother Hong'er ......" Fang Qu couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw this scene, and grabbed Fang Hong's arm tightly with one hand, even Fang Hong's heart tightened, could it be that Sun An could not escape today?
"Ahh But at this time, Mo Laohu only felt a sound of bones rubbing in his waist, followed by a sharp pain. Because of this sudden change, the hoe in his hand could no longer be wielded.
Damn, I used too much force and twisted my waist!
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