"Yes. The girl nodded slightly, and the action of caressing the little boy suddenly became gentle, and said in agreement: "Sister also hopes that my father will come back tomorrow." ”

Hearing this, the smile in the little boy's eyes deepened. After a while, the two siblings looked at each other and smiled, no matter how ugly the villagers around them were, as if they hadn't heard them, they turned around silently, and slowly left in the direction of home.

At that moment, an exclamation, completely different from the surrounding chatter, suddenly sounded, "McClair is back!" and all the villagers turned their heads to look at the entrance of the village at the same time. I saw that on a dark path, a middle-aged man with a burly body, dark complexion, and a resolute expression was walking towards the village step by step, slightly tired.

He was very tall, about 1.9 meters tall, and he didn't have any cultivator's aura on his body, he was just a simple ordinary person, but at the same time he was not ordinary at all.

Not to mention anything else, his upper body alone is different from ordinary people, the temperature outside is very low at the moment, the villagers in the village are wearing thick sweaters, and some old people even put cotton clothes on their bodies, but this middle-aged man is only wearing a thin cloth coat, or the kind without sleeves, which cannot keep out the cold at all.

But it was strange that the middle-aged man didn't seem to feel a chill at all, his body temperature didn't drop at all, and his arms exposed in the air didn't tremble, but he was still sweating. If you don't have these sweater-wearing villagers at this moment, you can't believe that it's still winter.

This is where middle-aged men are not ordinary, and of course, not all. At this moment, although the middle-aged man was thinly dressed and looked tired, his pace was particularly steady, from the entrance of the village to the time he walked into the village, he did not even tremble, let alone shake.

The pace is steady, heavy and powerful. Although the middle-aged man's steps are not as good as those of a cultivator, and every step he takes can leave a deep footprint on the ground, but it is almost the same, every step he takes, although the strength is not as good as that of a cultivator, but the momentum already has the sense of oppression that the talent of a junior cultivator brings to ordinary people.

Of course, this is also not the most unusual thing about the middle-aged man, what really sets him apart and distinguishes him from others is the bucket that the middle-aged man is carrying on his shoulders at the moment.

The structure of the bucket is ordinary, there is nothing special about it, it is filled with water and wine, there are only two in total, the left shoulder is filled with water, and the right shoulder is filled with wine.

But the size of these two buckets is really terrifying. If a big man who is two meters tall, has knotted muscles, and has infinite strength, even if he tries his best, he can only carry two buckets of water as high as his own height at most, then the bucket on the shoulders of this middle-aged man at this moment is equivalent to several times that of them.

Twice as much? No. Three times? No, it's a full ten. At this moment, these two exaggerated buckets fell on the middle-aged man's body like two mountains pressing him forward, and the villagers saw this scene, and they all suddenly realized, and then they understood that he was so tired of walking, it turned out that these two buckets were the reason.

However, the middle-aged man was not only carrying a bucket of water, but also a huge basket on his back, which contained miners' hoes of all sizes and a strange cloth bag in the shape of an oval. However, these things were covered up because the buckets on their shoulders were so big, so the villagers didn't care.

I don't know how long later, the middle-aged man who was called "Myclair" by the villagers finally stopped leaving, stopped in the middle of the square, took a deep breath, and then, suddenly, without even making a light sound, put two buckets of terrifying water on the ground smoothly. ...,

In fact, the villagers have seen this scene many times, almost once a month, and some of the old people in the village have even witnessed it with their own eyes to the point that they are too many to count.

But no matter how many times they have seen it, no matter how deep the shock in their hearts is when they have watched it, every time they watch it, they can't help but marvel at the terrifying power of McClair again.

"All right! The wine on the left is the water. Let's divide it up, these are the amounts we all have this month. After gently putting down the bucket, although the tired look on McClair's face was even stronger, he didn't even take a breath, he directly glanced at the villagers around him, raised his voice, and shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the villagers were filled with horror because of him, and then they slowly relented and recovered from their long-term trance.

Then, an old man with gray hair and beard suddenly limped out of the crowd on crutches, smiled at McClair, and said gratefully, "I'm bothering you again this time, McClair."

I thank you for all the villagers of our Meteor Village. If it weren't for you to fetch water for us in the mountains to the west every month, we in Meteor Village really don't know if we would be able to hold on to the road until now. The village wants you to run once a month, so I'm sorry for you!"

"Ha Lu Ha. After listening to the old man's words, the resolute look on McClair's face suddenly disappeared, and he turned to a faint smile, smiled heartily, and said, "Old village chief." What are you talking about? I, McClair, am not doing this to contribute to everyone. No, it's not for your own convenience. After all, I'm also a member of Meteor Village. ”

"Yes, yes!"

As soon as these words came out, the gratitude on the old village chief's face suddenly turned into satisfaction, and after slowly nodding, he immediately smiled with relief. At this time, the surrounding villagers applauded at the same time, admiring and thanking McClair's answer.

At this moment, an excited call suddenly came from the crowd, "Daddy!!" Then, the little boy who hoped that Daddy would return soon suddenly got out of the cracks and threw himself at the feet of McClair.

When McClair saw that his son had come to greet him, he immediately smiled even more, picked up little John, and then immediately put the other man on his neck to tease and play. However, at this moment, a heavenly sound suddenly sounded, and from the crowd running from Little John, it suddenly came, "Dad!".

Needless to say, this voice was known to be the voice of Sister John's as soon as McClair heard it.

The next moment, McClay's heart moved, and his smile suddenly deepened again. But before he could answer the girl's call, he heard a slight cry of pain suddenly followed. Then McClair heard a slight sneer.

"Hey...... Look at her...... It's ugly...... Alas...... It was already ugly enough, but now it fell again, and it was even uglier. Alas. I almost threw up. ”

"It's not good for you to be quiet, so that McClair can hear it. ”

"It's fine. Don't you hear the loud laughter around you? Just my voice, he McClair can't hear it. ”

"Then you should pay attention. This kind of thing is better to say less in the future. This woman's ugly heart just knows the way, and usually stay away from her when she sees her, isn't it? If you have to risk saying these things, you kid is really bold. ”

"That's it. Alas...... I'm really not worth it for McClair. You say how well his son John was born, and he had to adopt a dark, ugly, and fat girl to be John's sister. I really don't know what McClair thought at the time, he shouldn't have adopted this black girl at that time. ”

"Don't say any more. Okay? If you say more than that, you'll be cursed. ”...,

"What are you afraid of! Do you die if you talk about it? I don't believe it. ”

"Believe it or not. Don't say that kind of thing. Can't you just be like all of us, keep silent? These are things that everyone knows in their hearts, and they have to say what they have to say. Do you want to be like the family next door to my house, where the whole family was beaten by McClair and lay at home for a whole month to recuperate?"

"Of course not. I just don't want McClair to be wrong again and again. This black girl, you don't know what to do. I get angry when I look at her, and besides, she's a broom star, and every day I see her, I'm unlucky. Not once did it fail. ”

"Then how come I've never been unlucky? Don't talk about it, it's definitely a curse. Whoever made you have nothing to do with her. ”

"I don't say it's uneasy. Hmph, besides, hit her. Grandma's, if McClay hadn't been here, I'd have tripped her up, I'd have beaten her. This brunette caused me to lose another gold coin yesterday. A gold coin. I had to work all year to make that much money. ”

"One...... A gold coin, where did you get so much money, didn't your wife control you very strictly?"

"Of course not. I borrowed it. ”

"How are you going to pay it back!!?"

"Hmph, don't worry, I've got an idea. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Hey, hey. Have you forgotten that this black chick is still a chick......"

"You're crazy! If Mycle knew you, you would be dead. Also, do you think those people are blind? This black girl is so ugly, how can she sell it for a good price?"

"Uh-huh-hmm, you don't have to worry about that, we're not stupid, and they're not stupid. What we can think of, they must have thought of a long time ago. ”

"Then you still ......"

"Oops. I'm stupid when I say you're a man. Have you forgotten that there is a blind man in the next village?"

"I heard that the blind man was very rich. ”

"Yes. I've already discussed it with them, and I'll do it tomorrow night. By the way, now that you know the way. Then come and help me tomorrow. If it succeeds, I'll give you 20% of the price, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, the two villagers who were secretly talking stopped talking at the same time and stopped talking. The next moment, when one of the thin, honest-looking villagers hesitated for a while and nodded slowly, a faint smile appeared on their faces for a moment.

The two of them thought that the conversation just now was unaware, and in addition to the two of them, there was no third person who knew the Tao. But just when the eyes of the two of them were shining, and they were planning carefully for tomorrow's plan, they suddenly had a pain in their necks, their bodies rose directly from the ground, and their breathing instantly became difficult.

The next moment, the two raised their eyes to look ahead, and suddenly found in horror that their neck had been pinched by a strong and powerful hand at the moment, and the owner of the arm was none other than McClair.

"Mai...... Wheat...... Mai ......"

The next moment, the two of them immediately begged bitterly, but they were choked by the neck, it was so uncomfortable, he didn't even say a word, he saw that McClair's eyes were staring, and two extremely angry fires suddenly rose in his eyes, and he roared angrily at himself: "I actually want to sell my daughter!! today I McClair will not kill you two brutes!!!

After saying this, McClair's ten fingers suddenly clasped inward, not giving the two villagers any chance to explain, and directly twisted the necks of the two in the two crisp sounds of "gurgling".

The next moment, the endless laughter around suddenly disappeared, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant, and all the villagers, whether they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, or dared to speak angrily, or neither dared to be angry nor dare to speak, closed their mouths at the same time, held their breath, and did not dare to say a word.