Chapter 65 Competition 1
In fact, what Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't know was that since the heavy rain hit the village, everyone's opinion of her has changed a lot. In addition, what happened to the village head's daughter is also due to Cheng Xiaoxiao's credit. It is estimated that the whole family died.

Everyone gradually began to believe that Cheng Xiaoxiao did have prophetic dreams.

Who would be so foolish as to offend a person who can predict future disasters at any time under such special circumstances? In case of any disasters, Cheng Xiaoxiao can also remind one or two. And lost his life.

Therefore, with the principle that more things are worse than less things, several clan elders acquiesced to Cheng Xiaoxiao's various behaviors in the village.

However, this time I heard that they need to learn anti-enemy moves, everyone is very puzzled. They have planted the land all their lives, what anti-enemy moves are needed? Attacking it, it seems that people are afraid or not.

Several clan elders disagreed at the moment. They thought that the men in the clan were tall and mighty, and one was worth two.

It's just that the confident clan elders didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

Some folks and clan elders also think so, but it is still possible to hold a meeting to save face.

On Cheng Xiaoxiao's side, he also provided a large piece of oiled paper cloth for this purpose. The gray-black canvas was very strong, and it cost Cheng Xiaoxiao 50 system coins, which made Cheng Xiaoxiao's heart ache.

A large-scale martial arts training factory has been set up in the paddy field. There is no way, we can't let the folks practice in the rain!
About 100 people gathered on the venue, some of them came from a family, and some of them came with only one representative.

Everyone was curious about what the black thing on the top of their heads was, and they discussed it in a hurry.

Cheng Jinzhao was on the periphery of the crowd, ran over as soon as he saw Cheng Xiaoxiao, and stood next to Cheng Xiaoxiao, "I heard that I want to learn the technique of grappling, is it very good?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't want to speak, so he nodded.

"Then can a scholar like me learn it?"

"During practice, you won't fall on your face. Scholars can't be disfigured."

Cheng Jinzhao, who was talking to himself, didn't notice Cheng Xiaoxiao's displeasure.

Still chattering on and on, Qi Fei on the side couldn't listen anymore.

Pointing to the front, the village head stood at the front, on a tall wooden box, and shouted, "Quiet, quiet!"

After shouting several times, the voices of the villagers gradually subsided.

Cheng Jinzhao didn't dare to frown at his father in such a situation, so he could only shut up embarrassingly.

Village head: "Before we get down to business, let me ask the villagers a question. How long do you think the heavy rain will last?"

They are all peasants for decades, and the older generation is still a little knowledgeable about weather changes. Only an uncle with gray hair stood up and said, "I think this disaster is rare in a hundred years. won't stop."

Some young people were suspicious, "It's not so exaggerated! It's been down for several days, and it's about to stop!"

Another old man stood up, "I agree with Lao Wu's words, this rainstorm is much more serious than the flood disaster more than 30 years ago. If our village hadn't taken precautions in advance, it would have been flooded!"

Someone echoed, "Yes, yes, didn't you hear that most of the people in Yangliu Village died?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd below began to chatter and make noise.

The village head had no choice but to shout again, "Quiet! Everyone listen to me."

"Indeed, the heavy rain may continue, and the flood will only become more violent. We must always pay attention to the conditions of the houses and dams in the village."

A man below replied: "Don't worry! The village chief, we who are responsible for patrolling the river dam have never been lazy for a moment."

The village head nodded, "Very good!"

"Then have you ever thought about what will happen if it rains for half a month or a month?"

As soon as the question was raised, the people below sighed.

"No way!"

"It's not so unlucky!"

"how is this possible."

These questioning words resounded in the crowd one after another.

And some people proudly replied to the village head, "We are not afraid, we have enough food for next year." All the food harvested this year is stored by each family, and they have not been handed in at all, so the villagers are very confident.

The village head changed his style of painting, "After the heavy rain, what should we do if there are officials coming to collect taxes and food?"

The people below fell silent.

The village chief cleared his throat and continued: "Have you ever thought about what the outside world is like? We have prepared in advance so that we will not have to worry about food and clothing. Maybe after the heavy rain, there will be refugees and bandits outside. Do you still think you can keep your food safe?"

Everyone looked at each other, not sure if the village chief was trying to scare them.

The village chief looked at the group of people below, "Don't think this is alarmist, we have to prepare for the worst."

Someone trembled and asked, "Uncle Village Chief, are there really refugees and bandits outside? Will they come to grab our food?"

The village head nodded, "Not only that, the problem may be even more serious, have you ever snatched the refugees who are so hungry that their eyes turn green, and they want to tear off a piece of meat if they die?

Have you ever beaten a tough bandit with a big knife and an axe?

Also, if the grain officials want to force them to charge [-]% to [-]% more tax grains, do you dare not pay them? "

As soon as a few sharp questions were asked, there was a complete silence. They hadn't thought about these questions.

"Do you think that heavy rain and floods are the biggest crisis these days? Little do you know that the real crisis has not yet begun."

After saying this, the village chief looked sad.

A few men stood up, they were from the lineage of the patriarch, "Uncle village chief, what you said is just a guess, if only our side is affected by the disaster, the outside will be fine."

Another burly man also spoke up, "That is, if someone comes to snatch us, it depends on whether the guy in my hand agrees or not."

This man learned blacksmithing when he was young. After he quit his job, his master gave him two hammers. He has strength and weapons, so he speaks very boldly.

Cheng Xiaoxiao snorted, she knew the leader, the patriarch's son, not much younger than her father, did not expect the patriarch to send his son to do trouble instead of doing trouble.

Cheng Xiaoxiao stood up, "Uncle, you are so good, do you dare to compete with my people?"

After finishing speaking, she gave Qi Fei a wink, yes, Qi Fei was the one who participated in the practice this afternoon, and with the foundation laid a few days ago, she felt that it would be no problem to meet this strong uncle.

After all, what Leng Qi taught were all instant moves, even though he didn't have internal strength to bless him, he was more than capable of making mistakes against ordinary men.

Qi Fei quickly stood up.

Uncle Strong, whose name is Cheng Dawei, also stood up and looked at Qi Fei. He was about the same height as him, with an average figure, not as strong as him.

"Compare to compare!"

The corners of Cheng Xiaoxiao's mouth curled up, "Let's compete one or two, don't use weapons, so as not to hurt your friendship, whoever knocks the other down first, how about winning?"

Cheng Dawei said straightforwardly, "No problem."

Qi Fei also nodded, no objection!

(End of this chapter)

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