In the face of the surging villagers, Mu Chen was a little big-headed, although the cultivator was not afraid of ordinary people at all, but as a monk of the seventy-two sects, he could not indiscriminately hurt the innocent like the demon sect demons.

While it doesn't matter if they are taught a lesson, the most important thing right now is to figure out why they are arresting themselves.

"Fellow villagers, is there any misunderstanding between us, I first entered the village, I don't understand the rules, did I do something to bump into you?"

"You come down!"

"Who told you to come to our village?"

"Hurry down, or we'll be rude to you!"

Mu Chen's question did not calm down the villagers, but his feet began to shake.

Several villagers shook the trunk of the branch he was on, trying to make him fall, not caring if Mu Chen would be injured.

Mu Chen frowned, he never thought that this kind of thing would happen, the first time he took the initiative to do something for the people, he encountered this kind of barbaric villager who didn't even listen to others, it really made him puzzling.

Seeing that the violent shaking could not make him fall, these villagers even raised their axes and cut down trees, so savage that they did not hesitate, as if they were not cutting down trees, but evil beasts that had committed heinous crimes.

He had no choice but to fly to another tree before it fell, pluck a few new leaves, and knock out the axe-wielding weapon.

Those people still wanted to do something, and even really started to climb trees, Mu Chen's brain was finally filled with extreme anger, and he reprimanded him with a grand voice:

"Stop it all!"

"If you don't stop, I'll be rude to you!"

Bursts of spiritual pressure swung outward with Mu Chen as the center, startling the birds to fly high and the beasts to scatter.

The farmer, who was still holding a hoe at his feet, was also shocked by the sound of Hongzheng that spread far away, and he was stunned for a moment and stopped what he was doing.

At this time, an old man was finally helped over, and the villagers shouted "village chief" one after another, Mu Chen frowned, his heart was occupied by discomfort, and at the moment he just suppressed his anger to see what he could say.

The village chief trembled and walked to Mu Chen's feet, looking up, his eyes full of concern.

He naturally heard Mu Chen's voice just now, and for a while he couldn't guess whether Mu Chen was an immortal cultivator or an ordinary martial artist who was nosy, because the village chief had never seen Mu Chen's appearance.

The appearance of the other people in the Bamboo Sword Hall, he had long remembered it in his heart.

However, usually when the immortals go down the mountain, light will fly from the sky, and they will also wear immortal robes, so when the village chief and the villagers saw Mu Chen, they naturally did not connect him with the immortal cultivator for the first time.

Naturally, the attitude of the village chief towards these two different identities is completely different.

And in the face of the villagers holding weapons, the village chief saw that Mu Chen hadn't taken out any flashing weapons, so he decided that he was just a person who practiced martial arts, and if he was just a person who practiced martial arts, then there was nothing to worry about.

The village chief finally put the hanging heart back into his stomach, but he still had to face Mu Chen's questioning first.

"You're the steward of this village?"

"It's me. ”

"Then tell me first, why do the people in the village want to arrest me?"

Mu Chen stared at the village chief's eyes, not letting go of any signs of his wavering, to judge whether the old man was lying.

The village chief rolled his eyes, suddenly showed a strange smile, told the villagers to put down their weapons, and asked Mu Chen.

"This little brother, did you hear some rumors in the city and want to investigate Wu Younian's affairs?"

"Exactly. ”

"Haha, then I know, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

"Folks, he is not a thief who came to steal the child, you misunderstood him!"

The villagers then laid down their weapons, and the village chief's tone paused, but then said:

"And this little brother, in fact, Wu Younian's matter was just spread by people, but his family affairs are really shameful, and everyone is reluctant to talk about it, which has caused so many misunderstandings. ”

"Oh, then tell me, what happened to Wu Younian's family?"

Mu Chen looked at the village chief coldly, and his favorability towards Wujia Village continued to decline.

"Hey, that's a sin. ”

"In fact, it was Wu You's ghost a few days ago, and he broke into Wu Fan's newlywed wife's room when his son Wu Fan went out to farm, and wanted to insult his daughter-in-law, but fortunately, his mother-in-law heard Wu Fan's wife Yang's call, so she didn't let the beast do something indecent. ”

It's just that Wu Fan knew about this matter immediately, he is also a hot-tempered person, and he insults his wife, even if it is his own father. ”

So that night, he took a sickle and went to the front yard to find Wu Younian to settle accounts, and several people were pushing and shouting, and Wu Fan accidentally cut off his Lao Tzu's ear. ”

Because this kind of thing is really unspeakable, outsiders heard that Wu Younian lost his ear, and he began to spread it blindly without knowing the cause and effect. ”

After the village chief said this, the villagers next to him immediately echoed.

"Then he ..... fingers"

"Oh, and that finger thing. ”

That finger was cut off by Wu Younian who was dizzy with hunger one night, and was reluctant to light an oil lamp, while cooking and chopping vegetables. ”

Because it happened not long after he lost his ear, the two disasters were linked together, and people thought that he had a strange disease, or that he had his ears and fingers cut off because he went out to do something bad. ”