Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 77 Brother, I Want to Watch Demon Slayer

"Fool."

Lao Ba, who was hiding in the depths of the sorghum field, snorted and moved his stiff neck when he heard Wang Baochang's cursing voice gradually receding.

He is a villager who has nothing to do all year round in the village. He used to help people in the county town because his hands and feet were not clean, so he was beaten up and sent back.

It's just that on the side of the carriage, he thought that Chief Wang Bao's stupid method would not work at all. If he was caught, Chief Wang Bao's son-in-law would definitely blame him, and he might be beaten to death.

He is not stupid!

Lao Ba rubbed his hands, he had been coveting these sorghums for a long time, if he stole them and happened to come to outsiders, he could steal a little, and then take the opportunity to blame those people.

He took out the kitchen knife hidden in the waistband of his trousers, bent down and picked up a few sorghum, and cut them off with all his strength.

Suddenly, something jumped onto his feet.

……

the other side.

"Master, is what you just said true? Will something suddenly emerge from the ground?"

Li Fugui and the others were also frightened by Fang Yao's ghostly appearance just now, and looked around tremblingly.

"Scared him."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"But it's still possible to crawl out of the ground."

"..."

Fang Yao secretly smirked, and clapped her hands vigorously, "Okay, don't worry, as long as you don't stay too far away from me, if there is danger, I will tell everyone in advance."

Li Fugui wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Although he now accepts the existence of such things as the Plague Demon, it is still difficult to be frightened by the master from time to time.

Pack up your things, leaving only the lighting outside, and some hoes, shovels, and axes as self-defense weapons.

In addition, everyone is equipped with a pair of slingshots and whistles, and the former hunters in the village carry a bow and arrow with them, which is the only long-range weapon that can really kill.

Fang Yao looked at the swaying dark sorghum field not far away, thought of Wang Baochang's companion who sneaked in, and said: "You guys should keep a few more people at night, I just looked at Wang Baochang with a bit of malicious intentions."

Li Fugui quickly called a few more, a total of eight people.

"Everyone work hard at night, tomorrow we will go to see the Tian Zu Temple."

"Ok!"

Everyone was full of fighting spirit, hoping that Fang Yao could quickly find the plague demon and make a lot of money.

Fang Yao returned to the carriage, the buzzing in her ears was really uncomfortable, she took off the mask to cleanse herself.

Illuminated by the oil lamp hanging on the front of the car, Jiang Shi has already made the bed.

It was a little cool at night, but it was a little hot during the day, so Jiang simply spread a thin cotton sheet on the bamboo mat so that it would be neither too cold nor too hot to sleep.

Dabao and the younger sister were curled up and sleeping next to each other, and they snored slightly after a while.

Mrs. Jiang was still sitting near the door with a needle and thread, threading the needle carefully.

Fang Yao wondered: "Sister, haven't you made all the clothes? Why are you still busy with needlework?"

"Anyway, idle is idle. You still have some leftovers from the cloth you bought last time, so don't waste it." Jiang blinked his pantothenic eyes and smiled.

Fang Yao made a serious face on purpose, "No, your eyes are bloodshot, do it during the day, the light at night is too dark, it hurts your eyes too much, and you won't be able to see it when you get old."

Jiang smiled wryly, but still listened to Fang Yao's words, put away the sewing kit, and lay on the other side with her little sister in her arms.

Fang Yao put down the curtain, the dimly flickering kerosene lamp was blocked, and the carriage was instantly dark.

She put the mask back on, and the buzzing got louder, until she almost thought her ears were ringing.

suddenly.

A gust of night wind hit and lifted the corner of the car curtain, and she smelled a very faint, fleeting smell of blood.

The smell seemed to be mixed with her familiar stench.

When she tried to identify it again, it had already disappeared.

Fang Yao poked her head out quickly, "Is any of you injured?"

Several night watchmen outside shook their heads.

"Master? What happened?"

"It's okay, be careful."

Fang Yao returned to the car with a heavy heart. This peaceful night seemed to be a fragile illusion that the storm was about to come, but in fact there was a mystery hidden.

Several times she felt that she heard something, saw something, but in the blink of an eye, there was nothing.

She didn't take out the brochure until Mrs. Jiang fell asleep too.

The [Picture of Grasshopper Predation] above is still there, and the sorghum field on the picture seems to be the Tianzu Temple that Wang Baochang pointed to.

She stroked the rough paper lightly, this time, there was no response from the picture.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight.

the next day.

Fang Yao got up to rinse her mouth, and from a distance, she saw that the entrance of Xihe Village was very lively, and there were hundreds of people standing at the intersection.

"What's going on over there?" She bit a willow branch and asked vaguely.

A Wu Niang with a greasy face squeezed over and yelled: "Master, I know, I know! I went to wander around the river again early this morning."

Fang Yao stared at her face that could be used for cooking, wondering: "What's wrong with your face?"

A Wu Niang looked at Li Fugui who was busy not far away, and whispered: "I put lard on it, doesn't it look very shiny and slippery?"

"..."

It's really slippery. Seeing that A Wu Niang can't wait to discuss her skin care experience with her, Fang Yao quickly turned the topic to the right path, "Is there anyone from Xihe Village who wants to come?"

"Oh!" A Wu Niang slapped her thigh, "Master, you are really amazing! I guessed it right away! Someone is coming!"

Soon, Fang Yao knew that the person who was coming was none other than the lost daughter she met on the road that day.

Half an hour later, a carriage came from the other side of the official road.

Still some distance away, all the officials and villagers of Xihe Village, big and small, rushed to the side of the official road to wait.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I heard that both Lord Hou and Master Hou are here this time!"

"Don't be so sullen, just laugh at me! Don't make everyone unhappy with the good things about Master Hou!"

Wang Baochang glared at a half-blind old woman and cursed.

Looking at the backs of these people, Li Fugui was a little nervous: "Master, do you think Lord Hou will come to see us?"

Fang Yao slanted at him, "Yes, I want him to come."

If you don't come, how can you negotiate a good price?

the other side.

Chu Yiyi was helped out of the car by Niu Ma. Her father and elder brother were standing outside waiting for her. Everyone dressed up to go out after bathing. They just came to pay homage to Tian Zu, but it was as grand as recognizing the ancestor and returning to the clan.

She was a little nervous.

There are many villagers in front of her, staring at her with wide eyes.

She could feel the amazing or hot eyes of those mud legs.

She frowned slightly, this feeling was wonderful, both disgusted and enjoyable.

"Yiyi, come here."

The older brother, Chu Nan, is handsome and talented.

Chu Yiyi immediately walked over with a smile on her face, and when her father Chu Xihou turned around, she whispered in Chu Nan's ear: "Brother, are what you said yesterday true?"

"Of course, what's wrong with Yiyi?"

This is the opportunity to show her affection in front of her father and brother, Chu Yiyi was secretly happy, but she blinked her eyes and said softly: "Brother, I want to watch Exorcism, can I?"

(End of this chapter)