Liang Zicheng glanced at the big man who was pulling him, and he didn't break free, he just didn't want Liang Zicheng to run away, so he went with him.

When I came to the courtyard, I found that it was full of villagers, and everyone in the audience had a worried face, as if they had encountered something difficult to solve.

In the middle of the courtyard there was a pillar, on which was a thin man in his thirties, and a large man was beating him with a whip.

"Zhang Dong, where did you get the money?" asked an elderly man sitting in front of him.

"Village chief, the silver has been lost by me gambling in the town, and there is no one to kill if I ask for money." Zhang Dong looked like a scoundrel.

The village chief seemed to want to ask something, and saw Zhang Sanzheng escorting a young man here: "Zhang San, what are you doing here? Who is this person?"

When Zhang San saw the village chief's question, he immediately said: "This person is a distant relative of Zhang Dong, and he said that if Zhang Dong is really wrong, he is willing to pay back the silver on behalf of Zhang Dong."

Zhang Dong immediately looked at Liang Zicheng after hearing this, he looked at it for a long time and couldn't remember that he had any distant relatives, but this person was willing to pay back the silver for him, could it really be a distant relative"?

The elder looked Liang Zicheng up and down, it was twenty taels of silver, which was not a small amount, and the villagers in their village saved it for a month.

"Yes, as long as Zhang Dong is wrong, I am willing to pay it back."

As soon as Zhang Dong heard that Liang Zicheng was willing to return the silver, he immediately said: "Don't fight, my cousin is willing to pay back the silver, don't fight."

The man with the whip glanced at the village chief, saw him wave his hand, and then stood aside with the whip.

"Okay, then I'll tell you what's going on." The old man groaned slightly, intermittently explaining the ins and outs of the future, and carefully explained it. After listening to what the old man said, Liang Zicheng understood what was going on.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, relying on the water to eat the water. Zhangjia Village is close to the mountains, and the villagers have lived by hunting for generations.

A few days ago, three people in the village went into the mountains to hunt, and when they reached a distance of thirty miles from the village, they met a group of wolves, which were about thirty wolves, a large pack of wolves, and they did not know when they came to the mountains.

The three were frightened and wanted to retreat quietly, not wanting to be discovered by the wolves, and the two were killed by them, and only one of them climbed the tree to save his life.

The wolf pack composed of more than 30 wolves is not something that ordinary people can solve at all, if the wolf pack cannot be removed, the villagers will not be able to go into the mountains to hunt, and can only move away from this place, this is the place where the villagers have bred for generations, and everyone is reluctant to leave, so they raised funds to invite the dart master to come and get rid of the wolves.

So the villagers raised twenty taels of silver to go to the town to invite the dart master, but when Zhang Dong just arrived in the town for dinner, he secretly took sweat medicine to fascinate all the villagers, and then took the silver to gamble and spend all day drinking. By the time he found Zhang Dong the next day, he was penniless.

"Is it Zhang Dong's fault that you said this?" The village chief looked at Liang Zicheng and said.

Liang Zicheng nodded and immediately said: "This is Zhang Dong, I am willing to pay back the silver." After saying that, he took out two taels of gold from the storage ring and said, "Two taels of gold here should be worth twenty taels of silver."

The village chief trembled and took two taels of gold and immediately bit it with his mouth and found that the gold was real, and he immediately stayed there, this was the first time he had gotten gold when he was so old.

"Is the village chief's gold real?" Zhang San asked cautiously.

"Yes, this gold is real, our Zhangjia Village has been saved." The village chief nodded excitedly.

"Zhangjiacun is saved".

"We don't have to move out of here."

"Great, Zhangjiacun has been saved".

When the villagers next to him heard that the gold was real, they immediately burst into cheers, and the villagers who had just been glaring at him angrily also smiled.

"Since the village chief is my cousin, he has already returned the silver, will you put me down" Zhang Dong's voice immediately sounded, he really didn't expect that this distant relative he didn't know would actually help him return the silver, and he didn't expect that he actually had such a rich distant relative, and he would have to walk around more when the time came.

This time, the big man with the whip didn't look at the village chief and directly untied Zhang Dong's rope.

"Zhang San, you hurry up and take the gold to the town to ask for a dart master." The village chief immediately took out the gold and handed it to Zhang San.

"Slow". Liang Zicheng immediately stopped Zhang San, who was about to walk out.

"What else does this son command?" The village chief looked at Liang Zicheng suspiciously.

Liang Zicheng took out a magic sword from his waist before he continued: "I will not order martial arts in the next place, and I am willing to help Zhangjiacun get rid of the wolves."

The village chief of Zhangjia Village looked at Liang Zicheng suspiciously for a while before saying, "I don't know how much silver the young man needs before he is willing to make a move."

"I usually like to collect paintings of the courtyard, and I only need a painting of the courtyard." Liang Zicheng said immediately.

The head of Zhangjia Village immediately relieved himself when he heard that Liang Zicheng only needed a painting of a courtyard house, although he didn't have it now, he could go to the town to buy it.

"Zhang San, you go to the town to buy a painting of the quadrangle."

"The village chief is slow". At this time, Zhang Dong1 suddenly squeezed in.

"Zhang Dong, what do you want to do?" Zhang San immediately glared at Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong looked around and immediately said: "I have a painting of a courtyard house in the village chief, and I don't need to go into the town to buy it."

"I've seen your painting of the courtyard, it's not a good painting at all, and the last time you took it to the pawnshop, the owner of the pawnshop threw your painting out directly." Zhang San said immediately.

Liang Zicheng looked at Zhang Dongzheng standing there and didn't know what to do, and immediately said: "Since you have a painting of the courtyard, you might as well take it out and take a look."

"Okay, cousin, I'll take a look." After Zhang Dong finished speaking, he quickly left here and ran towards the only room in this hut.

"This young man, Zhang Dong's painting, really doesn't know what to paint, and the owner of the pawnshop said that the poems on his paintings don't make sense." Zhang San said again.

"It's okay, since this painting is not worth much, I also have peace of mind." Liang Zicheng glanced at the village chief before he continued: "The village chief's two taels of gold will be distributed to the villagers who raised funds."

"I treat many villagers in Zhangjia Village, thank you for your great kindness." The village chief was the first to kneel, and the rest of the villagers also knelt down.

"The village chief, please." Liang Zicheng immediately helped up the head of Zhangjia Village.

"Cousin, this courtyard is here." Zhang Dong took out a wooden box in his hand and ran out.

Liang Zicheng took the wooden box from his hand and opened it, only to see a picture scroll inside. After opening the scroll, he found that this courtyard was exactly the same as the book that Liang Zicheng got in the twelve-story demon tower.

There is a courtyard house painted on the scroll, and there is a poem next to the scroll.

The Ming Dynasty returned to the west of Tangxi, and the building boat was straight in the mirror.

Thousands of miles of Tianhe through the emperor's capital, and the transfer of many divisions is your division.

You look at the emperor's floating river right, candle my golden thread of Luo Xiang.

The remaining one person only guarded the house, and the flat forest was deserted and smoked.

Liang Zicheng just glanced at it hurriedly and then got up and asked, "How much silver do you want for this painting?"

Zhang Dong glanced at the village chief before saying, "I only need ten taels of silver, not five taels of silver."

"What five taels, what this pawnshop doesn't want, you want five taels of silver?" Zhang San immediately called out.

"It doesn't matter". Liang Zicheng smiled, immediately took out a tael of gold from the storage ring and said: "The village chief has one or two gold here, you take five taels of silver to Zhang San, and the rest will hold a banquet and wait for me to return triumphantly."

"Thank you Shaoxia, I'll let people prepare a banquet."

Liang Zicheng nodded and immediately said to Zhang San: "I still need my brother to tell me the location of the wolf pack, and everything else will be up to me."

"I'll take you there." Zhang San immediately ordered a few young men and took Liang Zicheng to the back mountain.

Three or four miles out of the village, Zhang San pointed to a mountain peak in the distance and said: "Zhang Shaoxia, the place where the wolves are located is the mountain peak in the distance, you should be more careful when you go alone." But do you need any weapons at your disposal?"

"Wait here for a while, I'll go back." These are just ordinary wolves, and Liang Zicheng won't take it to heart at all.

Zhang San watched worriedly as Liang Zicheng disappeared into the mountain peaks in front of him, there were more than thirty wolves there, and he didn't know if he could solve it.