Chapter 45: Snatching Food
Ye Zheng's words really shocked Yu Yan. It turned out that Engong had already discovered the boss's bad intentions, and he had already left a hand.
When she looked at Ye Zheng again, there was awe in her eyes, and she knelt down on her legs and said: "Engong, Yu Yan has nowhere to go now, please take me with you, Yu Yan will definitely serve you as a cow and a horse." ”
Ye Zheng was a little embarrassed, he was a cultivator, and a person who didn't know anything was a burden at all.
"Master, why don't you take her with you, this girl's family is not safe in such a small village, if you can't take care of her in the future, you can put her in Tianxing City and find her a reliable family." Yu Fat Man felt compassion in his heart and opened his mouth to plead.
"Okay, then follow us first." Ye Zheng thought about it and was also reasonable.
At this moment, Ye Zheng suddenly saw a paper crane transformed with spiritual power flying not far away. His brow furrowed. This is the message of the Wanhua Sect, and the sect will not easily send this kind of letter if there is no major event.
Seeing the spirit crane fly closer, Ye Zheng stretched out his hand to catch the spirit crane, and saw that the spirit crane directly transformed into a blue spiritual power light point and melted into Ye Zheng's eyebrows.
"Master, what's wrong?" Wu Mei asked nervously.
"Alas, something happened to the sect." Ye Zheng said helplessly, "Wanhua Sect sent a message saying that the grain truck was robbed, and the sect has run out of food. ”
"So, what should I do?" Wu Mei raised her little head and asked.
"Right now, I can only find a way to get enough food and send it to the sect to solve the urgent need."
Yu Fatzi walked around the yard, and suddenly took Ye Zheng to the backyard, pointed to a place covered by straw and shouted happily: "Master, look there!" ”
Ye Zheng walked over puzzled, lifted the straw, and when he saw the sacks containing grain at the bottom, his face was also full of joy: "Great, the food problem will be solved now!" ”
He thought for a moment, then walked back into the house, looked at the wounded people on the ground and lay on the ground, and said, "Do you want to give you a chance to atone for your sins?" ”
"To ...... ......" A dozen or so living people looked at each other and nodded their heads in response.
"Send the grain and grass in your yard to the Wanhua Sect."
"No!" One of them shouted.
"Why not? Don't you want to be treated by the General Assembly? Yu Fatzi asked with a glare.
"No, those grains are supplied by us to a surrounding sect, and they will come every once in a while to collect a wave of benefits, if we don't give it, we will beat our brothers and mutilate them."
"What sect, so arrogant?" Ye Zheng asked.
"Mingyun Sect!"
"What kind of sect is this?" Ye Zheng had never heard of this sect, so he turned his head to look at Yu Fatzi.
"Master, as far as I know, this Mingyun Sect is a second-rate sect, not far from here, they are fierce rivals with the Kongyuan Sect, and they have often made trouble recently." Yu Fatzi finished all the information he knew in two sentences.
"Hmph, it's just a second-rate sect, and it's so arrogant! Compared to my Wanhua Sect, they are not enough to see at all. Ye Zheng sneered lightly, he looked at the people on the ground and said, "Even if you go to deliver food, I will bear something." ”
Ye Zheng's cold eyes drifted over, and those people trembled with fright, and hurriedly responded one by one.
Ye Zheng quickly fed everyone a basic healing pill, healed all the external injuries on their bodies, and then sent them away.
All the grain was transported to the carriage, and when he was about to leave, Yu Fatzi suddenly ran in from outside: "Master, it's not good, the people from the Mingyun faction are here!" ”
As soon as his words fell, he heard the voice of a principal outside the door scolding: "Who dares to touch the grain of our Mingyun Sect?" Don't want to live anymore? ”
Ye Zheng's face fell, walked out of the courtyard gate, and looked at the person who spoke up: "Who is coming?" ”