Zhang Jiuxiao looked at each other from afar, and kept the figure of the man in Tsing Yi firmly in his heart.

He did not go back to the kiln factory, but took the path back home, after all, he is now a "murderer".

Although with his current strength, he is not afraid of the arrest of the government at all, but he does not want to be criticized, let alone cause trouble to the villagers.

The house was empty, Luo Zhutou and the others had already fled, and they didn't wait long before they saw their mother trotting back with the strange rattan cane.

"Mother, why did you bring this rattan cane back?" Zhang Jiuxiao wondered.

"This is your trophy, it naturally belongs to you!" Jiu Niang stuffed the rattan cane into her son's arms, looked at him distressedly, with infinite excitement in her eyes, "Hey, I didn't expect you to make such great progress, with the peak cultivation of the mortal realm, fighting against the innate master, such a record is simply appalling." ”

"Then can you tell me about my father?" Zhang Jiuxiao hurriedly asked.

"Your father......" Jiuniang was slightly stunned, and only after a long time did she shake her head, with a little sadness in her eyes: "No, you know now that it is not good for you." ”

"Mother-" Zhang Jiuxiao was dissatisfied.

"It's not that my mother won't tell you, it's really that this matter is too involved, and if you know, it will only bring you trouble...... Even if you can fight the innate strength, the innate master can be crushed to death with one finger in front of your enemies in our family. Jiuniang shook her head again decisively.

Zhang Jiuxiao was silent for a long time, and finally didn't ask again, her mother wouldn't lie to herself, she would definitely tell what she should tell herself.

Zhang Jiuxiao's injuries were not light, but to the surprise of Jiuniang and him, in such a short period of time, all his wounds began to stop bleeding and scab over, even the shoulder was pierced by a rattan cane, and the injured bones were recovering rapidly. At this rate, it only takes two or three days for Zhang Jiuxiao to recover as before-this is really abnormal!

But anyway, it's a good thing!

Jiu Niang carefully applied the medicine sent by the hat-bearer to the wound, and instructed him not to be decisive and decisive.

Zhang Jiuxiao was helpless, and he couldn't cultivate, so he had to hide in the backyard and play with the rattan cane out of boredom!

Breaking away from the hand of Master Xiao, the rattan cane shrank to two feet long, and there was an inexplicable charm in the twists and turns.

Xiao Shuling once said that this staff is a piece of wood spirit remnants, and after being sacrificed and refined, it becomes an excellent spiritual soldier by re-infusing the wood aura.

It's a pity that Zhang Jiuxiao tried to pour "qi" into the rattan cane again and again, but the rattan cane never felt it, that is, it did not grow and grow, let alone use it to attack with wooden thorns and vines.

This is not surprising, the five elements are mutually restrained, the wood is earth, and the earth type talent wants to drive the wood spirit soldier, unless the strength far exceeds the requirements of the spirit soldier.

And the "Wood Spirit" is at least a fine-level monster, comparable to a real person in the Human Jindan Realm, where can Zhang Jiuxiao drive.

Zhang Jiuxiao tried again and again, and wanted to give up several times - until in the end, he poured that wisp of innate qi into it without hope!

"Uhhh

The rattan cane suddenly sprayed thin green mangs, became longer and larger, and instantly rose to more than two meters long!

The vine cane flashed with green light, trembling slightly, and a powerful force swam out of it and poured on Zhang Jiuxiao's body.

This power is pure and light, full of vigorous vitality, and in an instant, Zhang Jiuxiao's spirit and spirit have reached the extreme, and he seems to have inexhaustible power!

"Go—"

The rattan cane was quickly inserted into the soil, and a wooden thorn was stabbed out of the soil two feet away.

With a "boom", the old cypress tree in the courtyard was pierced by a big hole in the wooden thorns.

"What a strong spirit soldier!"

Zhang Jiuxiao was surprised and delighted, the power of this rattan staff in his hand was faintly greater than in Master Xiao's hand.

"Hey, this wooden vine is kind of interesting!"

Xiao Shuling was haunted, and suddenly jumped out again, looking at the vine staff with a little curiosity, "This thing is a descendant of Xuantian Vine, although it has been sacrificed to become a spiritual soldier, but there is still a faint trace of spirituality." Sensing the origin of wood in your body, there is a tendency to resurrect, but unfortunately the aura it contains is too weak...... That's it, you kid is lucky, Master Shuling taught you a trick of spiritual art, which can restore him to his life quickly!"

Although Xiao Shuling has a strange temper, he still wants Zhang Jiuxiao to die, so he can find a new master, but he is a good teacher, and he can't help but want to help.

Zhang Jiuxiao was wondering where he came from, when he was pulled by Xiao Shuling, cutting his fingertips and carving on the lower end of the rattan cane with blood.

This is not a simple carving, but a depiction of a spiritual array based on qi and blood - a small spiritual array is carved on a rattan cane!

It took a lot of time, and when Zhang Jiuxiao's face was pale and he couldn't hold on, the spirit array was completely portrayed!

"Okay, Master Xiao's cultivation is too weak to refine this vine staff, but it is now completely yours. The little scholar spirit was very satisfied, and circled around the vine cane, "This thing has also been carved by you into the soul array, when you don't use it, you can insert it into the soil, and he will give birth to roots, branches, and leaves, and quickly grow the wood spirit energy in his body." ”

Zhang Jiuxiao inserted this thing into the soil, and immediately a dragon-like Teng root grew, and soon spread to Xu Fangyuan, and at the same time, new shoots appeared on the branches, growing leaves, and in a blink of an eye, a lush strange Teng was braided. And when he stretched out his hand and gently pulled it, the root lock contracted, the branches and leaves drooped, and the whole vine quickly turned into a cane without the slightest change!

"Good stuff!"

Zhang Jiuxiao's face was full of excitement, he couldn't imagine that there was such a magical spirit soldier in the world.

"Jiuxiao, Jiuxiao, your master is here—"

was excited, Jiu Niang suddenly called him lightly, and saw Lu Changgen, who was covered in injuries, walk in.

There were also many people in the same group, some old and some young, and if you looked closely, almost all the young and middle-aged men in the village came.

"Master, how is your injury?" Zhang Jiuxiao got up and asked.

"My injuries don't get in the way. It's just a pity that the old village chief couldn't hold on, and he has already gone!" Lu Changgen had tears in his eyes and his eyes were red.

"What, village chief, he ......" Zhang Jiuxiao's mind was dizzy, his body shook violently, and he almost fell!

He and the fat man Ying Shilin have been good since childhood, and the old village chief treats him as his own, and has always treated him as a grandson, even better to him than to the fat man.

Therefore, when Zhang Jiuxiao was framed as a murderer, the old village chief did not hesitate to accompany him to the yamen to explain!

Speaking of which, if he hadn't provoked Xiao Gongzi, the old village chief wouldn't have needed to go to the city, and he wouldn't have caused a murder!

Zhang Jiuxiao blamed himself infinitely - he completely killed the old village chief!

"Jiuxiao, you should go and take a look at the village chief!" Lu Changgen spoke, his words a little serious:

"But we are here today because we have something to tell you that before the old village chief died, he made a will in front of everyone to let you inherit the position of village chief. ”

"When I came, I discussed it, and I thought you were the best candidate! In our village, there are honest villagers and potters, and it is not easy to produce such a genius as you, only you as the village chief can lead everyone to protect our homes and our relatives - and most importantly, everyone believes in you!"

Lu Changgen's words made Zhang Jiuxiao stunned, he never thought that he would be promoted to the village head!

"Jiuxiao! when the uncle believes in you, you are the village head, I will obey!"

"You have a smart head and a successful martial arts practice, so you shouldn't be the village chief. ”

"I want to learn martial arts from the village chief and protect our kiln factory!"

"Jiuxiao, my brother is a little old, can I learn from you too?"

The villagers are simple and simple, and the powerful power shown by Zhang Jiuxiao deeply shocked them, plus the old village chief named him to inherit, everyone felt that he was the best candidate for the village chief.

Although the village chief is not an official position, when he speaks in the village, he is full of words, and everyone will obey them.

"Master, in terms of prestige and seniority, you should be the village head!" Zhang Jiuxiao looked at Lu Changgen.

"Nonsense, master, I know how much ability I have. Besides, my own apprentice is the village chief, which is more face-saving than my own being the village chief. Lu Changgen shook his head, "Being a village chief is not about seniority, who can lead everyone to live better, who can convince everyone, who can be the village chief - now, we all believe in you!"

"Yes, we all believe you—" Everyone said in unison.

Zhang Jiuxiao swept everyone's sincere eyes, and after a long time, he took a deep breath:

"Okay, I'm willing to be the village chief!"

The crowd cheered loudly, their faces filled with sincere joy, and the young man rushed over and slapped his arm vigorously.

Zhang Jiuxiao's heart was excited, and when he said this, he seemed to be invisibly carrying a burden of ten thousand catties on his shoulders!

......

In the courtyard of the old village chief's house, the funeral was going on silently.

After Zhang Jiuxiao arrived, like the descendants of the Ying family, he knelt silently in front of the spiritual seat.

Looking at the familiar face of the old man in the coffin, recalling the sound and smile of the past, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and choked infinitely!

"Grandpa, this revenge, Jiuxiao will take revenge!"

On the day of the funeral, Zhang Jiuxiao swore silently in front of the grave against heaven and earth!