Zhuge Chen lowered his head and watched a group of ants on the steps pouring out of their nests. Then he looked up at the night sky and said to himself, "Look like this, it's going to rain." ”

Zhao Xiaoyang asked softly, "What, don't you like rain?"

Zhuge Chen shook his head and did not speak.

Zhao Xiaoyang said to himself: "To be honest, I like rain. If you think about it, the most important thing about the wind and rain is in the last two words. Whether the harvest of a year's crops is good or not depends on God's face. It's just that this rain is still late, otherwise when winter is approaching, the granaries of every family in Duming Village will be full. No more hunting in the mountains when the snow is heavy. Our family was also able to rest and not have to worry about food. If I had a little more extravagance, I hoped that those officials would be able to mobilize a group of soldiers and horses to drive away the gangsters who had caused trouble in the village, and let the village return to its former state. The sky is blue and the ground is wide, and that is the most real appearance of the village. ”

"Actually, I have a way. Zhuge Chen said slowly.

Zhao Xiaoyang didn't react for a while, and said to himself: "It's a pity, a dream is a dream, and it can't be realized." What, you say you can do it? Don't be kidding, I know that Zhuge Chen must be from an extraordinary background, but you can't do everything!"

Zhuge Chen just opened his mouth and said: "With your two choices, either let your family soar and prosper, and you don't have to understand the suffering of the world from now on." Either the village will live better, the crops will be bumper every year, and the rogues will no longer dare to invade. ”

Zhao Xiaoyang only thought that the white clothes in front of him were joking, looked at the starry night sky, yawned, and said sleepily: "I don't want these things, my father once said, but if it is a miracle, don't think about it happening to you, it's more appropriate to be down-to-earth." ”

After saying this, Zhao Xiaoyang walked back to the house to sleep. Only Zhuge Chen was still sitting on the steps, shaking his head and smiling bitterly. Compared with the white-clothed God King in the past, Zhuge Chen's state of mind is far from being innocent now. Whoever you meet, you want to consider the other person's state of mind first.

But if you really want to calculate it, do you need him to do it?

Zhuge Chen sighed, got up slowly, and staggered into the door. Behind him, a little cyan appeared, it was wisps of sword qi.

He turned around, looked at the courtyard and said to himself, "The grace of saving lives must be repaid by the spring." The Zhao family is naturally good and rewarded, this must be true, as for Duming Village, they were saved together?"

Zhuge Chen asked himself, and after a while, a laugh came: "What am I thinking? Now that I'm a waste mortal, what can I do to drive away the rogue?"

Lying on the bed, Zhuge Chen, who was going to sleep in his clothes, closed his eyes when he heard a commotion coming from the head of the village. In an instant he sat up, only to see the flames rising to the sky. He jumped out of bed, walked to the door and happened to meet Zhao Chanjuan, who also came to find out the situation.

"What's going on?" Zhuge Chen asked suspiciously.

"What else can I do, I see that the gangs are here again. The last time they were so badly injured that they didn't even set foot in the village. Take a look at it this time

It's the one who has been planning for a long time and wants to be ashamed. It's just that the village is patrolled day and night, and they won't be allowed to succeed easily. Only this time, why was there no warning before?" Chao Chanjuan was puzzled, watching her two brothers rush out of the door, and could only tell them to pay attention to safety behind her.

Zhuge Chen stared at the hoe on the side for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Why don't I go and have a look?" Maybe I can help somewhat." ”

Suffering from the lack of a sword at his waist, Zhuge Chen was not hard to speak.

"I don't need you, why don't you stay here honestly and recuperate!" Zhao Chanjuan said categorically, and then put on a coat and walked towards the village in the night.

Zhuge Chen, who was completely regarded as an outsider, could only find things to do by himself, and looking around, the Zhao family's furnishings were simple, but extremely orderly. Just like this home, it is not a good life, but it can have some precious places.

Zhuge Chen, who has never really integrated into the life of mortals, said that he didn't have the slightest idea of being uncomfortable, which was false, but now even he is a mortal, so he can only go with the flow.

For a cultivator like him, who is destined to be among the Heavenly Destiny, he will have hundreds of years to enjoy the beauty of the world. Although it is very likely that in the end, it will be corrupted in the eyes, but as long as you don't spend all your good time on cultivation, it is enough to have an endless aftertaste before you die.

Compared with mortals, they naturally do not have this understanding, and they can see a few majestic peaks and magnificent flowing water in just a hundred years, and even if the love and hatred experienced are complicated, they can still be summed up in a few words. After all, there are only four emperors in the whole world, and most of them are ordinary people from the market.

Zhuge Chen even had the idea of wanting to retreat to the mountains and forests, leaving behind those deceitful people and fanning them with oil paper in the forest. Even if it's a light rain, the ticking sound just matches the situation.

"What do you think?" a voice interrupted Zhuge Chen's thoughts.

He turned around, bowed his head slightly, and said very politely: "Old Zhao, you are here, sit down quickly." ”

For his life-saving benefactor Zhao Zhuang, Zhuge Chen can be said to treat him with sincerity. The most critical point is that the old man never likes to think about himself first, just take the day when he saw Zhuge Chen who fainted to death in the mountains and forests, his first thought was that he couldn't just throw the white clothes into the wild.

Zhao Zhuang said with a smile: "After sitting for a day, I won't sit." It's good to stand and stay, although people are old, it's still true that they don't accept old age. I'm here to ask you about something, so I'll tell you the truth, are you a pawn planted by those gangsters? Otherwise, it doesn't make sense, they followed you as soon as you came to Duming Village. I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out!"

Zhuge Chen smiled softly and said, "If you really think so, Old Zhao, you are very wrong. Not to mention whether I am the internal response sent by the Liukou to Duming Village, just to say that the layout is far-reaching, do you think that is the case? If the Liukou looted a village, he would have to plan step by step like playing chess, and he would have really entered the house a long time ago. ”

Zhao who seems to understand but does not understand

Zhuang nodded: "According to what you say, it is true." But what is your identity, are you really not going to tell me?"

Zhuge Chen shook his head and said, "How can Zhao Lao say that he is also a person who is over the age of six, and his curiosity should not be so heavy." When the time comes to the bottom of the story, I'll naturally say it. It's just that now, it's far from the time. ”

Being in the Twilight Village, Zhuge Chen always felt that such a small village seemed to be trying its best to hide some ulterior secrets. Whether it's the constant infestation of rogues or the unique name that is different from other villages, there is a strange atmosphere that hangs over the sky like a cloud.

It just so happened that now that there was no realm, Zhuge Chen, who was not in a hurry to leave, made up his mind to stay here for a while. When your own realm recovers somewhat, at least you can protect yourself.

Zhao Zhuang laughed, and no longer tested Zhuge Chen's tone. Picked up a hoe and walked out of the gate: "Those cubs don't have a serious start, I have to go to the village to have a look, otherwise I can't rest assured!"

Zhuge Chen hurriedly followed, turned his head and said to Zhao Zhuang: "I'll go with Zhao Lao, it just so happens that I also want to see the ability of Liukou." ”

......

A group of rogues, a hundred people, tightened the reins at the head of the village and sat on a tall horse.

The one at the head was full of flesh and looked like a thief who did all kinds of evil, but he was blind in one eye, and his appearance of not being angry and arrogant was greatly reduced.

Zhuge Chen sat on the courtyard wall of a house not close to the head of the village, and watched with great interest whether the villagers on both sides of the sub-station and the rogues would fight. Although the tension was fierce, they didn't touch each other's hands to the weapons, so they couldn't fight for the time being.

After confirming the situation, Zhuge Chen told Zhao Zhuang, who was standing below, about the affairs of the village. Then he jumped off the wall and said, "It's nothing, or Liu Lao, you can go back first." It's a good moon, and I'll stay for a while. ”

At this time, it was late at night, and Zhao Zhuang was already exhausted, so when he heard this, he walked in the direction of his home with a branch that he picked up from nowhere.

After Zhao Zhuang's back was out of sight, Zhuge Chen turned around a few small alleys and saw a bald man squatting on the ground. Beside him was a middle-aged man with a gloomy complexion.

Zhuge Chen leaned against the wall, trying not to make a sound to disturb the other party, and quietly listened to the conversation between the two.

"Is the news you gave reliable?" the middle-aged man said coldly, reaching out to take a piece of brown paper that had long since been yellowed over the years. He looked down for a moment and threw out the question in his mind.

The bald man smiled and said, "Don't worry, we who do business don't want to deceive others." It's just a sale, and you can't talk about it to anyone. ”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I understand this, if the news reaches the ears of other people in the village, even if you have the money, I'm afraid you won't be blessed!"

The bald man stood up, glared at the middle-aged man with vicious eyes, and he said word by word: "Don't touch my bottom line, you will die!"

"Yo he

The person who can put the map of the entire village in the hands of others also has a bottom line? Zhuge Chen walked out of the shadows, exposing half of his face to the moonlight.

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "Is there really something that doesn't want to die?"

The two stepped forward and surrounded Zhuge Chen in the middle. Look at that, it should be going to be a storm.

But Zhuge Chen did smile and said: "If you two don't wait first, what's wrong with being alive." ”

(End of chapter)

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