Wang Zhuang was even more tragic than I thought, and in the whole village, there was not a single green leaf in sight, and the few cacti placed on the roadside were already yellow!

The most important thing is that there is no human figure in the village at all.

Tut.

No wonder the villagers of Wangzhuang are so angry, the farmers have no crops, which is indeed equivalent to cutting off their livelihood.

Understanding is understanding, but I don't intend to forgive them for their attitude towards me.

"Let's go, meet the village chief."

Fortunately, I have been to Wangzhuang before, and it is easy to find the village chief's house.

When I entered the courtyard and pushed open the door, I saw the village chief's big kang, and a puff of smoke instantly hit my face, choking and coughing again and again.

Three or five people sat cross-legged on the kang, and the mahjong on the table rattled.

The smoke cleared a little bit, and I could see the people clearly.

Sitting in the middle is Liu Erguang!

The moment of eye contact silence plunged us all.

Liu Erguang pulled the cigarette butt in his mouth fiercely: "*** still dare to come?"

"Old thief! I buried you alive today!"

While speaking, Liu Erguang grabbed the kang table with one hand and smashed it at me.

"Bang!"

Tianlei punched the table back and smashed it into several pieces of slag on the wall.

He and I took a step forward: "The main and deputy heads of the Immortal Temple are here, what are you calling?"

I gently grabbed Tianlei's arm and said calmly, "I won't mention anything about the boss today, I'm here to solve the problem, and if you want to solve it, just talk with your mouth."

With that, I swept my eyes sideways: "People who have nothing to do with this, get out quickly."

Liu Erguang slowly stood up, stood barefoot on the kang, and looked at me condescendingly: "Not only the people in this room, but everyone in the Zhuangzi has something to do with this!"

"Don't talk nonsense with you, let me ask you, what about your brother?"

"Out of the house! Now I'm in charge of Wang Zhuang!"

I nodded, and waved my hand at the thunder, "Clear the field."

Tianlei shook his wrists: "Go by yourself, or will I send you away?"

His punch had already hit the momentum, how could this group of people dare to stay, one by one they slipped down to put on their shoes, squeezed a gap between me and Tianlei, and ran out without looking back.

Closing the door, I sat on the edge of the kang: "You said before that you had a dream?"

"Ah! What's wrong?" Liu Erguang's face was not angry: "Say it's because of you!"

"Who told you? What does this man look like?"

Liu Erguang put away his smug a little and thought for a moment: "I am very tall and thin, and I can't see my face clearly."

I immediately asked, "Have you seen him before?"

"No, for the first time."

All the fingers were pointed at me, and I began to think deeply.

Along the way, I have offended a lot of people, but I don't seem to have offended such a person.

But since Liu Erguang doesn't know him, and I don't know either, why did he come up with such a sentence in a good manner, and he painstakingly asked me to get out?

At this time, Liu Erguang spoke leisurely again: "You can take the initiative to come over today, which shows that you are sincere, if I hold on, it means that I am not sensible."

"The previous incident is a turning page, if you can get the matter of our Wang Zhuang done, I will beat the gong and drum to send you a pennant!"

I laughed, "Is it a suspicion?"

He didn't respond positively, just sighed leisurely, "I just think it's a pity."

"Within a radius of hundreds of miles, we are a small village, which looks poor and poor, but we are richer than most villages."

He pointed to the door: "Go out and see, how many cars are there on the road with more than 200,000?"

Indeed, from the moment we entered the village, I noticed it.

Not only that, but the whole village is a red brick house, and looking at the architectural style, it is obvious that it has been renovated in recent years.

Liu Erguang mysteriously approached me: "Do you know why we can make money?"

"It's because of the crops." He paused for a moment and corrected, "It's because of the land, to be exact."

He pushed open the window and pointed to the unremarkable land: "A few years ago, I was eating watermelon here, spitting out a few watermelon seeds, and it didn't take long for them to take root and sprout."

"If I didn't think it was in the way, I wouldn't be willing to shovel it!"

Seeing that I didn't speak, he added repeatedly, "I'm not bragging!"

"What is sown in this land, what grows. If this land is wasted, we will only have to drink the wind."

After saying that, he glanced at me again, "You should be a meritor."

People sit at home, and pots come from heaven.

I also feel very uncomfortable sticking to such a thing.

I seem to know the problem, though.

"Give me some time, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."