Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 12
Lin Zhongtian eavesdropped for a while and couldn't help laughing.

What did he think it was!
It turned out that Fu Miaozhu started to show off his operations again.

After this guy cheated Li Erhu's pork leg, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he returned the pig leg, saying that the mountain god refused the Li family's divorce and asked the Li family to send Li Erhu's sister to the hospital tomorrow morning. Get married in the mountains.

To be honest, Lin Zhongtian wouldn't care if Fu Miaozhu just tricked him into taking away the pork leg he gave to Li Erhu.

But now it seems that the purpose of Fu Miaozhu is obviously not that simple.

Either he wanted to kill Li's family, or he fell in love with Li Erhu's sister.

The former is thankless and does not conform to Fu Miaozhu's selfish character.

Therefore, Lin Zhongtian believes that the purpose of Fu Miaozhu should be the latter.

Not only that, but he also informed the whole village of the matter before returning the pork legs.

In just one night, the entire Qiugang Village was shocked by the news, as if a bomb had been dropped on a calm lake.

These people have worshiped the mountain god for generations, and they are both in awe and respect for the mountain god, so they easily believed Fu Miaozhu's words, so the scene in front of Lin Zhongtian appeared.

After learning the news that the mountain god was going to marry a wife, all the villagers, old or young, came outside Li Erhu's house and persuaded his family to accept the marriage.

Li Erhu was naturally unwilling, and his mother, the weeping woman in the house, was also unwilling at first, but after being persuaded by the elders in the village for a while, she seemed to think about it and nodded crying.

Seeing that Li Erhu's mother had already been persuaded by him, the old man chuckled and walked up to Li Erhu on crutches to continue persuading her.

"Er Hu, why are you not enlightened? Fu Miaozhu has already asked the Lord Mountain God, and he disagreed with the divorce. You have also seen the man who appeared in the presence of the Mountain God. How dare you go against the will of the Mountain God?"

"I……"

Li Erhu's lips twitched, wanting to refute, but he didn't know how to refute.

He could only hang his neck, blushing and glaring at the seemingly earnest village elder in front of him.

At the same time, Li Erhu's mother also stopped crying, as if resigned to her fate, wiped away her tears, and came over to persuade Li Erhu to accept the marriage.

"Yeah, Erhu, just listen to Grandpa Liu. Fu Miaozhu took out all the incense money donated by the villagers over the years, and made a betrothal gift for our family on behalf of the mountain god. It's a lot of money. You don't have to worry about marrying a wife." Already!"

"But my sister..."

"She what she!" The old man surnamed Liu glared at him, stretched out a hand, and kept poking the air as he said, "Your sister is going to marry Lord Mountain God, and Lord Mountain God lives in the White Jade Palace. What they eat and drink are all golden elixir and fairy fruit, fine nectar and jade dew, how can it be possible to suffer if you only enjoy blessings with the mountain god?"

"It's not possible for other people to want such a marriage!"

"Yes, if your sister can marry Lord Mountain God, she will enjoy some blessings in the future!"

"..."

Everyone gathered around Li Erhu and chattered, as if their family had taken advantage of something.

Lin Zhongtian stood outside the window sill and listened for a while, and silently retracted his previous evaluation of the villagers' honesty.

Sure enough, where there are people, there is right and wrong, how can there be a place where time can be truly peaceful...

Lin Zhongtian pursed his lips, jumped up, and jumped lightly onto the eaves. When he opened his eyes, he easily found the weeping girl hiding in the hut in the northwest corner.

Beside the girl, there were two older ladies who were talking and laughing while changing their bright red wedding dresses, seemingly unaffected by the sobbing of the girl beside them.

Such a dramatic scene reminded Lin Zhongtian of several ghost marriage-themed horror movies he had seen in his previous life.

It's a pity that there are no ghosts in this world, otherwise they would be able to experience how they felt in the movie theater back then.

"It's a pity..."

Lin Zhongtian smacked his lips, jumped off the eaves, and ran to the door of the hut in the northwest corner to look at the girl inside.

The girl was slender and had a pretty face. Although she was dressed plainly and didn't wear any makeup, she could already tell that she was a beauty. If she was born in his previous life, she would be considered a high-scoring beautiful girl.

Of course, this is what the little squirrel sees in its body.

It would be completely different if it was the supercilious perspective just now.

Lin Zhongtian's eyes-like perspective is a high-dimensional perspective similar to the spiritual scanning in Xiuxian's novels. In this perspective, not to mention the pores and mites on the skin, even the internal organs of the other party and the wriggling feces in the large intestine can be seen. Be clear.

It is for this reason that Lin Zhongtian seldom uses this high-dimensional perspective after changing his flesh and blood.

After all, his aesthetics and cognition are still biased towards human beings, and he can't stand this kind of stimulation that is too real.

Looking at the girl in the house, Lin Zhongtian thought for a while, then ran into the house with four short legs, and the girl let out an exclamation in fright.

The two women next to it also saw the little squirrel, and immediately stopped their needlework, picked up the things they were handy, and started chasing the little guy who broke in so rashly.

For a moment, the chairs were overturned and the table was overturned, and the whole room jumped up and down, filled with the screams of girls and women.

Even the unfinished wedding dress was trampled by the little squirrel a few times.

Seeing this, the two women cursed a few times, picked up the squirrel and continued to hunt down the little squirrel, but was easily dodged by the other party. After a few dodges, they walked out of the door and disappeared into the yard.

After an unknown period of time, all the people gathered in the courtyard of Li Erhu's house dispersed.

Only Li Erhu's family of three stayed at home, silently doing their own things.

Mother silently boiled water for cooking, and the ingredients were pork legs returned by Fu Miaozhu.

Holding the red wedding dress, the younger sister sat on the threshold as if she had lost her soul, looking at the sky outside the window.

And Li Erhu sat quietly by the bed, staring at the cracks in the bricks on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a stone flew from the window and hit Li Erhu on the head.

Li Erhu groaned in pain, rubbed his head and looked up, just in time to see a little taupe squirrel on the window sill, looking at him quietly with idiot eyes.

"Where were you before?"

Li Erhu asked subconsciously.

But then, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes on the little squirrel suddenly became complicated.

"It was you who tipped off Grandpa Mountain God, right?"

"...?"

What kind of brain circuit is this guy?

Lin Zhongtian couldn't help rolling his eyes again.

Li Erhu didn't notice that he seemed to be still immersed in his own world.

Sighing, Li Erhu leaned back, lay on the bed, and said softly: "My father died early, and my mother is an uninitiated, soft-tempered like a puddle of mud. It can be said that from the age of 11, I am the master of this family. At that time, the old gentleman said to me that an elder brother is like a father. I will fight this family for my father and shoulder the responsibility that belongs to my father..."

Li Erhu began to talk about his own story in a rambling manner.

Lin Zhongtian stood on the windowsill and listened quietly.

This story is not too long, and the plot is very simple. It is the story of a young man who lost his father since childhood to carry his family and support his sister. He has seen a lot of stories like this in his previous life, so it is nothing unusual.

But when this story really appeared before his eyes, Lin Zhongtian still wanted to do something.

It just so happened that that idiot Miao Zhu was frantically looking for pictures in front of him, which already bored him.

If you can use this to plan something...

Lin Zhongtian thought for a while, stretched out a sharp claw, and left a line of traditional Chinese characters learned from private school books on the windowsill, then glanced at Li Erhu who was still immersed in his own world, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)