The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 84

There are many smart people in the world, but few fools.

In a village where no outsiders have been in for 20 years, the first came back to be the Lord of the Green Willow City, who made trouble with the trolls that night, and there were two of them, one was making trouble in an upright manner, disturbing the ban, and was beaten to death by gangs; , but in the blink of an eye, all the food in the village disappeared.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?
Which mountain monster doesn't eat people, but only grabs food?

After tossing until midnight, when it was known that the rations in the public warehouse had disappeared, the whole village was furious, and more than a hundred savages rushed out and surrounded the three people who were sleeping on the tree trunk.

They stabbed the savage's nest, all armed with knives and guns, holding Dao Jue, men and women only wore animal skins and stepped on wooden clogs.

Hundreds of people rushed out aggressively, with their eyes closed, Tu Zhuang couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "You son of a bitch, you really irritate people, even the ninth level can't hold up the crowd, don't let us die here unjustly!"

Shang San'er shook his head: "When it's really impossible, I'll hide on the chessboard and ask the old dog to run away with me!"

Tu Zhuang listened dully: "Where are Lao Zhao and I?"

"In the face of a catastrophe, each fly separately, and each shows his own ability. Uncle is at the ninth level, and he still can't run?"

If it wasn't for the presence of hundreds of people, Tu Zhuang would have kicked him twice.

After a few breaths, it has been surrounded.

It was no longer an old man who took the lead, but four.

The one who came out to ask questions was also changed, and he was also trembling in the night, not sure if he was angry, but he was just really old.

"You waited for the thief, did you come here with evil intentions?"

Even if he was killed, Shang San'er opened his eyes, and Shang San'er looked innocent: "What did the old man say? I was waiting to hunt the mountain monster skin, and I ran into Guicun by chance. What's wrong with you? What are you going to do?"

Glancing at the crowd that had already gathered, the Hob Knife Meat would turn against the guest: "I dare to come to the deep mountains to hunt and kill mountain monsters, and I am not easy to be bullied! Uncle Zhao!"

When the matter came to an end, Zhao Tong needed to help this guy to hold up his prestige, so he flicked towards the old man who was doing business in the daytime.

Beside the old man, he was also accompanied by the handsome middle-aged man with a sharp mind and a sharp blade. The old man Zhao was happy to see the hunter, and he faced the difficulties.

"How brave!"

"seek death!"

"Should kill!"

Among the wild crowd, all kinds of scolding suddenly sounded.

The old man Zhao arrived in the blink of an eye, and the handsome middle-aged man next to the old man raised his sword on his back and slashed straight.

Know its name when you see it, the fearless sword.

In addition to the Fearless Sword, five or six people beside the old man also made moves one after another, vines, flying stones, tasseled spears, and seedling knives smashed at the old man Zhao.

Beside Shang San'er, Tu Zhuang bowed his bow and nocked his arrows, the string of Overlord's Bow trembled, and he shot five arrows in succession.

His arrows came last and then came first. Amidst all kinds of clinking or dull sounds, they smashed flying stones, nailed vines to death, shot flying tassel spears, and knocked down seedling knives.

Tu Zhuang took another arrow, and shot it at the tree trunk next to the old man who was yelling for people to besiege.

This arrow shot to the ground, but unlike the previous five arrows, the local villagers also knew its name.

sunset arrow.

Over there, the sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang" was incessant. The old man Zhao and the sharp-minded middle-aged handsome man had exchanged swords for more than ten times, and there was no one to help. Slanted, it's hard to stand up!
"Hehe!" Shang San'er laughed loudly: "An Earth Immortal and two Ninth-Rank Human Immortals, are they worthy of being treated with courtesy by the noble village, so that they can talk?"

Old man Zhao had the upper hand, but he didn't want to kill anyone, he followed Shang San'er's words and withdrew and retreated.

The old man who came to do business during the day thought he was the leader. He waved his hand to stop the savage villagers from agitating, and asked aloud, "Don't tell me you didn't know about the mountain demon's intrusion into the village tonight?"

"I am the lord of a party, a disciple of Da Luo Jinxian, three friends and Taoists, and I have done a good job. What is the matter with the mountain demon? And three people and one crane, all rest here tonight, half a step away, you have not sent people watching?"

Shang San'er was not guilty at all, and after pleading his case, he squeezed out some doubts: "The village was harmed by the mountain demon again? How many people were killed or injured? Can they be killed?"

The old man gritted his teeth: "Not...not hurting anyone, the mountain demon killed one!"

"Since he has never hurt anyone, and the mountain demon has been killed, it is such a trivial matter, how can the whole village come to ask the crime?"

Another old man next to him was furious, and shouted: "There is more than one mountain monster! They also robbed us of food!"

Shang San'er showed a look of surprise: "Which unconscionable mountain monster who should eat shit actually snatches food? I don't know if it's the most difficult time when you don't get it?"

With a quick temper, listening to his words, he almost vomited blood!

The old man in charge of day trading said again: "The city lord said that he came to hunt, and let me have a look at the mountain demon skins he got!"

Shang San'er's treasure bag is small, the mountain demon skin that he bought from them yesterday is still on the old dog's back, and it has now become a black pawn, and the new hunting mountain demon skin is completely different from the dried one, there is no possibility of counterfeiting.

The old man hit the point, but Shang San'er was still not afraid, and said calmly: "I'll come all the way, I know I can't afford to offend, the mountain monsters are all hiding, and haven't hunted yet!"

It was hardly a pretense, but the savages started clamoring again, and the irritable ones wanted to do it.

Shang San'er said indifferently: "Don't worry, all the food that is lacking will fall on my head. Daluo Jinxian personally passed it on. I dare not do evil things. I will definitely not let anyone go hungry!"

The old man at the head looked suspicious: "Are you really the direct descendant of Da Luo Jinxian?"

Shang San'er pointed to the sky and made an oath: "I respectfully tell the heavens, I, Shang Chun, is a direct disciple of Daluo Jinxian Sanyou Daoist, if there is even the slightest falsehood, I hope to be punished by heaven!"

After finishing speaking, he spread his hands: "It's credible!"

If you don't believe me, you can't do it, the old man should be less hostile: "Return the food in my village first, and then talk!"

"I really didn't take it!" Shang San'er continued to play tricks, and asked with a stern face: "Maybe go to the village to talk?"

If they don't hand over the food, they will definitely not let the three of them go. There is not much difference between being surrounded in the village and being surrounded outside. The village has restrictions against mountain monsters and evil spirits. It is more beneficial to do it inside. The four old men gather together, After discussing a few words in a low voice, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only stamp their feet in agreement: "Let's go!"

Shang San'er giggled, took the first step, and walked ahead with the old men.

Tu Zhuang and old man Zhao had no choice but to follow behind.

Walking in the forest, the owner of the mall talked to the savage with a defensive face and a green warbler on his shoulder: "The bird you raise? It's really rare. It scared us a lot yesterday!"

He asked again, "What's your name?"

People ignored him, so he asked the bird instead: "Green bird, are you famous?"

Among the warblers, there is one that sings at night. This green warbler is not a nightingale, but I think it has some morals, which is better than the white crane with its head nodding behind. It answered him: "Bad man, my name is Hui Niang, and they all say it's Zhongxiong's family." !"

The middle-aged savage who kept the birds was ashamed, and hurried forward a few steps, not giving the green warbler a chance to show off his tongue.

This made Shang San'er laugh, and asked the man with the Fearless Sword: "What's your brother's name?"

Let him ask, the man seemed to have never heard of it, and just walked with a cold face.

Tu Zhuang rushed to old man Zhao from behind and said, "This one is just like you, it must be boring!"

Shang San'er heard it, and turned back to answer: "What's the same? Mr. Zhao just stared at me, but in fact, he was secretly showing off. This is really cold!"

Acting like no one else was around, talking like his own family when the master’s family didn’t exist at all, it made all the fellow savages hate their teeth.

Their small village is in the valley between the two hills, with more than a hundred thatched huts scattered around, and the reclaimed land is all around. It was the farmland that Tu Zhuang and Old Man Zhao found when they saw the farmland from a distance.

Entering the village, they asked the rest to wait outside, the four old men led Shang San'er and others into the large hut for discussion, lit the firewood for lighting, and the leader asked: "To tell the truth, what is the intention of the city lord?"

Shang San'er sat down by the firewood: "Oh! It's still warm in the house, and even though it's spring, it's cold enough at night! Uncle Tu and Uncle Zhao, come and enjoy the fire, keep the crane away, so you're not afraid of burning your hair? "

Sit comfortably by the fire, and he said again: "I will tell you the truth, there may be swords and soldiers in this place, I will wait to explore the geography, but I meet you and live in seclusion. As the city lord, he is happy to see immortals, of course. I want to invite you back to work for me!"

The old man shook his head: "The city lord may have miscalculated. We are really hard to fight because we have provoked a big enemy. In order to survive, we have no choice but to hide here. If we leak any news, the enemy will definitely come to the door and kill them all. How can it work for you?"

Shang San'er giggled and asked, "Are you a family?"

The old man at the head looked at his companions, then shook his head: "There were originally four families, but now they are no different from one family!"

"Don't know your last name yet?"

The food was robbed, and it was hard to get it back, so I could only talk about it.

According to the old men, the leader is Fang, and the other three are Li, Zeng, and Xia.

They say four families, but they are not families, but sects, and the villagers have different surnames, such as the one who raises green warblers and birds, whose surname is Zhong.

Shang San'er asked again: "How long have you been waiting to escape from the world?"

Old Man Fang said: "It's been almost 20 years!"

The time was also right, and I was sure that they were the immortals I was looking for. Shang San'er scolded first: "What kind of enmity, what kind of resentment, hunting and killing the four big families, and still refusing to let them go for 20 years?"

Touching the sad place, the faces of several old men were gloomy, and old man Fang sighed: "Our enemy has all-powerful abilities, so he can't help acting domineeringly. The four families like us have no backing, and if we offend even a little, we will be treated as a big cause and effect. Thousands of people have been killed, and his family is determined to kill the grass and roots, and arrest them everywhere. We are really helpless, fleeing from disaster, and dying twice along the way, struggling to this day, it is really not easy."

Shang San'er helped them fight the injustice: "The four heavenly emperors above may be reasonable, but which one has no conscience and acts so domineering?"

After speaking righteous words, he said again: "Don't worry! My master is the most fair, there are really such unreasonable and reckless acts, I will definitely support you!"

Blinking and furious, the words clanged: "If you move to my city, I, Shangchun, can swear to the sky tonight, if someone is so domineering and acts recklessly, and doesn't give you a way to survive, then he will be more powerful than the sky. My master and apprentice will also accept this karma and protect you with all my might! If you violate this statement, I will be struck by lightning!"

The thatched cottage cannot be soundproofed, and the words of City Lord Shang can be heard by the outside world, which successfully caused a burst of commotion.

Old man Zhao smacked his cigarette, while Tu Zhuang curled his lips secretly.

The two of them don't know the cause and effect of the immortal crime here, but they understand that the city lord is a human being, if there is nothing wrong with it, he will definitely not be so righteous.

It is true that among the gods there are those who hate evil and hate, but they rarely take the initiative to listen to and manage the earthly world. The people outside the thatched cottage are excited, and the four old men can hardly believe their ears. I can't wait to be grateful, but the big event of the whole village can be protected by the Daluo Jinxian, and it needs to be discussed. In the public warehouse in the village, each family has to receive rations every three days. Tomorrow...after dawn is the day to receive rations, children It's not good to stop!"

Shang San'er waved his hand: "The robbery of your public warehouse has nothing to do with me. But when I go out, I often bring some food to help the poor. After dawn, I ask everyone in the village to look for me. Seeing that there are not many of you, Ten days and a half months can be dealt with!"

Holding on to the vital points in the village and not letting go, he really doesn't seem like a good person, is Da Luo Jinxian as religious as he is?
(End of this chapter)