"Hey, there's a guest at home, why are you so angry, Tiezhu? It's your friend, why are you standing here? Don't invite people to sit down, it's really rude!"

Mao Dagen pushed open the courtyard door and walked into the back room, where Mao Tiezhu and Su Xiaoliu stood out when they heard the voice. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info looked at Su Xiaoliu, who was a little unfamiliar, and Mao Dagen didn't care too much, thinking it was his son's new friend.

Mao Tiezhu was tight, and looked at Su Xiaoliu's face a little worriedly, afraid that this Su Xiaoxian would be mad if he didn't agree with him, and this Mao Tiezhu was very afraid of the "Su Immortal" in front of him.

Originally, when they first met, the trace of contempt in their minds because of their young age had long been wiped out under Su Xiaoliu's methods, and now facing this "Su Immortal", Mao Tiezhu was only full of fear.

Now seeing that his father misunderstood, he regarded this "Su Immortal" as his friend, and said hello, although it was kind, but God knows if this "Su Immortal" would think that he was insulted.

In case this "Su Immortal" is about to go crazy, Mao Tiezhu really has no way to stop it, so he has to pray secretly in his heart, hoping that this "Su Immortal" will not care about these subsections and will not be angry because of his father's unintentional words.

While praying secretly in his heart, in order to prevent his father from saying inappropriate words again, this Mao Tiezhu hurriedly reminded him:

"Father, what nonsense are you talking about? This person in front of him is a "Su Immortal" sent by the Immortal Sect, how can a son climb high, how can he be qualified to be called a friend to others?

"Su Immortal" is a kind of immortal, how can a mortal man like a son be befriended, don't talk nonsense, this Su Immortal came to our house to investigate the situation, and I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Not to mention, this Mao Dagen's reaction after listening to his son's words, just this Su Xiaoliu, after listening to this Mao Tiezhu's words, there were also three drops of cold sweat on his head, although he understood what this Mao Tiezhu wanted to express.

But in this Mao Tiezhu's words, Su Xiaoliu always felt a little awkward, as if he had been ridiculed, and the words were full of subtext, which made Su Xiaoliu feel uncomfortable.

If it weren't for the fact that through getting along just now, Su Xiaoliu knew that this Mao Tiezhu was a bit of a second-minded existence and a person with no heart, otherwise, just his few words to explain his father, this Su Xiaoliu would definitely teach him a good lesson.

It's just that now, knowing this Mao Tiezhu's heart, although it was a little uncomfortable, Su Xiaoliu had a little seizure, so he had to rub his nose depressedly.

And Mao Tiezhu's father, Mao Dagen, the village head, reacted after listening to his precious son's words, but it was not as plain as Su Xiaoliu.

After seeing the two people in the house, this Mao Dagen said hello casually, and then picked up the teapot from the table, and arrived at a cup of herbal tea, and before he had time to take a sip, Mao Tiezhu's words of explanation came out.

As soon as these words landed, Mao Dagen's face changed greatly, his hands shook, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang", not caring about the tea splashed after the teacup fell to the ground, wetting his trousers.

This Mao Dagen turned his head and knelt down on the ground with a "plop", kowtowed to Su Xiaoliu, and begged for mercy in his mouth:

"The immortals spare their lives, the immortals spare their lives, the mistakes are the fault of the little old man, and it has nothing to do with my iron pillar, it is the little old man who is fascinated by the ghost for a while, and covets the treasures of the immortals, so he did that bold act behind the back of the immortals.

But everything has nothing to do with my iron pillar, and I hope that there are a lot of immortals, let go of my iron pillar, the little old man is to kill and scrape, no complaints, please be gracious to the immortals.

For the sake of Xiao Lao'er for so many years of saddle horses for the immortals, there is no merit and hard work, I beg the immortals to let go of my family's iron pillar, and all the blame will be borne by Xiao Lao'er alone!"

This Mao Dagen kowtowed, crying and begging for mercy, and before Su Xiaoliu could stop it, he saw that this Mao Dagen's forehead had been knocked out of blood, and it was purple and blue.

This Mao Tiezhu saw his father like this, and his heart was full of pain, especially his father actually resisted all the blame on himself, in order to help himself intercede, and practiced himself like this, the tears came down at that time, stepped forward and hugged Mao Dagen, and said with a crying voice:

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? What did you do, it was originally what your son did, how did it become what you did, my son did things by himself, how could you let your old man take the blame for me, if that's really the case, then my son and I are still human? You still let your son live?

Besides, this matter of hiding the immortal grass, this Su Immortal already knows, and he didn't say that he wants to investigate it, why do you want to die or live like this!"

Su Xiaoliu looked at Mao Tiezhu in surprise and said serious nonsense, when did he say that he would not investigate the matter of them hiding the green jade thatch without permission? Even if he himself did not intend to investigate the matter of them hiding the green jade thatch, it seemed that he did not personally say the words "not to investigate".

This Mao Tiezhu is also so bold, he actually took charge of himself, thinking that if he said this, he would be embarrassed to hold their father and son responsible?

Thinking so carefully, it can be regarded as crooked, I didn't plan to pursue it, after all, I also had a harvest, but since this Mao Tiezhu said so, I really want to chase it.

Su Xiaoliu was a little unhappy in his heart, no matter who it was, it felt uncomfortable to be forced to put ducks on the shelves!

Just when Su Xiaoliu decided to speak out to expose Mao Tiezhu's lies, after seeing Mao Tiezhu's eyes at this time, Su Xiaoliu was about to say the words that were ready to expose Mao Tiezhu's lies, but when the words came to his lips, the ghost made his appearance change:

"Yes! Village Chief Mao, what Tie Zhu said is right, since he took the initiative to hand over the hidden green jade thatch, it proves that he has remorse, and knowing his mistakes can improve the great way.

In addition, for the sake of your father and son who have worked hard for Daqingshan for so many years, I am not ready to investigate this matter of hiding Qingyu thatch, so the village chief does not need to worry, the matter has passed.

I came to your place today because I have another important matter to trouble the Mao Village Chief, and I have to work hard for the Mao Village Chief!"

What kind of eyes is this, Su Xiaoliu sighed secretly in his heart, his eyes full of dead ashes revealing pleading, even people with a heart of stone can't bear to refuse such a request, because this Mao Tiezhu already has the intention to die, and the reason why there is still a pleading in his eyes is just begging the other party not to expose this illusory lie, and in return, it is the other party's life.

This Mao Tiezhu was ready to apologize with death to ask Su Xiaoliu not to expose his lies, and besides, if it weren't for the momentary anger, Su Xiaoliu himself would not intend to hold them responsible.

So in this way, when Su Xiaoliu's words came to his mouth, his appearance changed, looking at Mao Tiezhu's grateful gaze, Su Xiaoliu shook his head helplessly.

I don't intend to hold you accountable, young man, but you have to die yourself and tell such a lie cleverly.

Now not only do you make yourself so passive, but you are also ready to pay the price of your life for a consequence that already exists, if you know the truth now, will you swell your mouth?

Su Xiaoliu thought about it in his heart, but he was ready to wait until the matter was over, and then he would find out the situation, and when the time came, he must have had a very wonderful expression, which was also what he asked for, who told him to be smart.

After listening to Su Xiaoliu's story, Mao Dagen believed it and immediately said gratefully:

"Thank you Su Xianren's subordinates for your mercy, thank you Su Xianren's subordinates for your mercy, since Su Xianren has a place where Xiao Lao'er can be used, that is the blessing of Xiao Lao'er.

No matter what Su Immortal needs Xiao Lao'er to do, Xiao Lao'er will only rely on Su Immortal's orders! Xiao Lao'er thinks that he is a liver and brain, and after he dies, he will definitely not miss Su Immortal's big thing. ”

Seeing this, Su Xiaoliu reached out and helped the father and son who were kneeling on the ground to help them up, and said with a smile:

"It's not necessary to have a brain on the ground, but just trouble the village chief Mao, help me persuade a few villagers, I have taken a fancy to their houses, and I want to buy them with a lot of money, and I hope that the village chief Mao will help me!"

Su Xiaoliu just said it simply, wanting to ask Mao Dagen to help persuade the villagers to sell the house, but he didn't tell him why he did it.

After all, it is very likely that the big array in this village was arranged by the town guard disciple surnamed Li, once the villagers were told the truth, and they knew that they had been harmed by this formation for ten years, which led to the early death of their relatives, their own premature aging, and their children's defects.

Even if these villagers don't say it verbally, they must have a lot of resentment against Daqingshan in their hearts, and it is easy to lay trouble for the future, after all, this small Mao Village can also supply green jade thatch to Daqingshan every year, although the quantity is scarce, but the water flows for a long time, it is better than nothing, so it is necessary to be careful to deal with it.

Although the matter of this small thatched village was not the work of Daqingshan, it was not even the work of the outer forces, but it was just a selfish act by individual disciples for their own interests.

But outsiders don't necessarily understand it this way, after all, those guards are outside to represent Daqingshan, so their every move is the meaning of Daqingshan.

Therefore, even if Su Xiaoliu revealed the truth now, how many people would believe that this matter was from the private hands of the Zhenshou disciples?

Therefore, now Su Xiaoliu can only try his best to deal with this matter coldly and quietly solve the problem, as for the damage to Xiaomao Village in this matter, he can only make up for it from other aspects.

I have to say that in this world of cultivating immortals where strength is supreme, weakness is the original sin, and sometimes, I have been violated, and I don't even have the right to know that I have been violated, which has to be said to be a little sad.

Although Su Xiaoliu has some sympathy for the villagers of this small Mao Village, he has no way to change this reality, and even has no choice but to be an accomplice to this kind of concealment of the truth.

There is no way, because even if Su Xiaoliu tells these villagers the truth of the matter, except for increasing the resentment in their hearts, the rest will have no effect, and even if it is not good, it will kill him.

After all, even in the eyes of the forces of the outer gate of Daqing Mountain, the name of a mortal is just an ant, and since he is resentful, it is better to change to a group of honest and obedient ants.

And the village chief Mao Dagen, after listening to Su Xiaoliu's request, was relaxed, he originally thought that what kind of big thing it was, it was just a few houses, and he was able to catch such a small thing.

After all, as the head of Xiaomao Village and the patriarch of the Mao clan, what he said still has a certain prestige in the village, although his status in the village has declined slightly because of the existence of the town guard immortals over the years, but there is no problem in dealing with such trivial matters.

The village chief Mao Dagen, who was determined in his heart, slapped his chest at Su Xiaoliu is fierceness, showing full confidence.

Coupled with the fact that a big stone has always fallen to the ground in his heart, this immortal has promised himself not to investigate the matter of the immortal grass hidden by his father and son, and the current head of Mao Dagen Village is full of glory and energy, and it seems that he is a few years younger.

Immediately took Su Xiaoliu to find those villagers who were favored to talk about the sale of houses, this Mao village chief himself had already planned, if this immortal fancy not many houses, within the range of what he could afford, then he didn't want this immortal to pay, he should buy it and pay filial piety to this Su immortal.

On the one hand, it can be regarded as repaying the kindness of this Su Immortal for not holding his father and son accountable for hiding the immortal grass, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as narrowing the distance between himself and Su Immortal, if he can hug the thigh of this Su Immortal, it will be better.

Of course, this is just the plan of the Mao village chief, and after many years of political career, it can be regarded as allowing the Mao village chief to practice a little bit of the city government, although he has a plan in his heart, he is not ready to say it now.

After all, I don't know how many sets of houses this Su Immortal has taken a fancy to, if it is beyond his ability, then he will talk about it early, but he will not be able to achieve it at that time, and the final result will not only not be able to get the favor of this Su Immortal, but also be self-defeating and fall short.

Therefore, even if the village chief Mao had already made up his mind, he didn't say it in a hurry, but secretly calculated in his heart, this point, I have to say, this village chief Mao is still a lot more sophisticated than his somewhat honest son.

Su Xiaoliu also wanted to solve the matter as soon as possible, and returned to the mountain as soon as possible, since the village chief wanted to deal with this matter as soon as possible, Su Xiaoliu would follow him.

At that moment, Su Xiaoliu and the father and son of the Mao family walked out of the Mao family's mansion and walked towards the village.

It seems that it is really as Mao Tiezhu said, although there are people in the village who do funerals, but after all, they have already gone up the mountain and entered the ground, so many villagers have also chosen to go home, and those who really choose to go home after dinner at the funeral are some relatives and people who help clean up, and most of the others choose to go home early.

And the reason why I say these is because, coincidentally, the five villagers that Su Xiaoliu wanted to find, the first of them, was the case, this Su Xiaoliu and the Mao family father and son just walked to the door, and they saw that the head of the family also happened to come back.

After all, this buying and selling house is also a big deal, if the head of the household is not at home, things are really difficult to do, simply the head of the house is at home, although he has just arrived at home, but it is not a trip in vain.

"Mao Shouzheng, I happened to meet you, it's also a coincidence, the province is looking for you everywhere, come on, I'm looking for you something, go to your house and say!"

The head of Mao Village, who has no mind and is now working for the immortals, has a much lighter tone than usual, full of energy, and is very loud. Seeing the head of this family, Lao Yuan began to greet him.

"Oh! Mao Village Chief! What kind of wind is blowing your old man here today, please come in, please come in! child, guests are here, boil some tea!"

This Mao Shouzheng is also a big voice, and when he heard the village chief Mao greeting him, he also shouted at the top of his voice, and Su Xiaoliu was in a cold sweat when he heard it.

This voice, a long-distance transmission artifact, this voice goes down, the sound of the village comes out, and the sound can be heard at the end of the village, the legendary communication by roaring is like this, Su Xiaoliu was secretly happy in his heart.

It is said that this mortal village basically relies on the roar of communication, the basic operation of transportation, the basic dependence of dogs, and the basic lack of entertainment, it is really very vivid, at least this communication relies on the power of roaring, Su Xiaoliu has really experienced it.

The three of them followed the head of the household, Mao Shouzheng, into the room with a somewhat strange shape, and as soon as they sat down in the house, Mao Shouzheng's wife came over with a large teapot and a few porcelain bowls.

A large porcelain bowl was placed in front of each person, and then the handle of the teapot was mentioned, and brown tea poured out from the spout of the big teapot, just a few nods, the porcelain bowl in front of Su Xiaoliu and the Mao family father and son was already filled with tea, and Mao Shouzheng, who was an accompanying guest, was naturally a bowl of tea in front of him.

may be related to customs and habits, the women in the village of this small Mao Village don't talk much in front of outsiders, Mao San's mother is like this, even if Su Xiaoliu lives in Mao San's house for a few days, it is the second girl and Mao San who are used as microphones, and have not been in contact with Su Xiaoliu, even if this Su Xiaoliu is still a child from the outside.

And the same is true of Mao Shouzheng's wife, when the tea was poured, she carried the big teapot to the kitchen.

The tea in the porcelain bowl in front of Su Xiaoliu is not a good tea, the color of the tea is not very good-looking, and some broken tea leaves are constantly rotating in the tea bowl, but the taste is very fragrant.

Su Xiaoliu took a sip curiously, and took a sip of tea into his throat, Su Xiaoliu's eyes lit up, Huh? This tea is very good! Although it doesn't look good, but the entrance is very fragrant, and there is a faint aftertaste in a little bitterness.

Su Xiaoliu clicked his mouth, and drank the tea in the porcelain bowl with satisfaction, with a leisurely appearance, as if the person who wanted to buy a house was not him at all.

Su Xiaoliu could choose not to speak, but the head of Mao Village couldn't help but speak, after all, the reason why he appeared here was to help Su Xiaoliu get rid of this Mao Shouzheng and buy his house.

So it's okay if Su Xiaoliu doesn't open his mouth, but he has to speak, not only to speak, but also to do things beautifully, so this Mao Dagen took a sip of tea into his stomach, and immediately said:

"Shouzheng! In the blink of an eye, it's been ten years, I think at the beginning, Uncle Mao was not thin on you, and paid for you to build this house, in the past ten years, you have lived well?

Speaking of which, your kid is a good fate, ten years ago I chose your family to help you build a new house, and now, your kid's luck is here again, there are nobles who have taken a fancy to your house, and want to buy your house, you make a price!

If you can, I'll settle the matter today, anyway, Uncle won't cheat you!"