People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 953: Poor mountains and bad waters, the birth of unruly people

It's another early morning.

The village chief opened the gate of his house, holding new tributes in his hands, and walked slowly through the streets of the village.

"Village Chief, what are you going to do?"

A villager saw the village chief and couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

The village chief raised the bag in his hand and smiled:

“Recently, the tributes in the ancestral temple have been missing. Maybe some little devils are greedy and can’t wait for me to take the tributes down and distribute them to them.

I am too lazy to catch these little gluttons, but the tribute to the ancestors is still necessary, so I can only make a few more trips to replenish it. "

"Oh, that's good. Village chief, you go ahead and get busy."

The villager seemed relieved, mumbled a few words, turned around and walked away quickly.

"What's going on here?"

The village chief felt something was wrong. He glanced at the other person's departing back and walked towards the ancestral temple with confusion in his heart.

But just as he arrived at the gate of the ancestral temple, before he could open the door, he saw a middle-aged woman with a hurried look running towards him.

"Village chief, something bad has happened. Fang Xiaoshi ran away from his home and just went to your house. He should be running towards the ancestral temple now!"

The woman was so anxious that her face was covered with sweat. "This child is still so difficult to deal with. Even a group of people can't catch up with him. If he really runs over here later, don't listen to his nonsense, village chief!"

The village chief was hit in the face with a series of messages, and he was a little dazed.

Before he could ask, he heard a loud noise coming from far away, and then Fang Xiaoshi rushed out of the alley out of breath. When he saw him, he rushed towards him with a happy face.

"Hey, Xiaoshi, kid, run slower."

The village chief hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What trouble have you caused? Why did the whole village get into trouble?"

Fang Xiaoshi rushed to the village chief, but for a moment he was speechless and could only gasp for breath.

In the back, a group of villagers, also exhausted and panting, appeared in front of the village chief.

The village chief quickly opened his arms and soothed them: "Everyone calm down, don't be impulsive no matter what happens, someone come and explain it to me."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman hurried forward and explained with gestures:

"It's all a misunderstanding. Everything that happened last night was a misunderstanding. Xiaoshi's family was robbed at night. My family happened to pass by on Saturday and helped by shouting and scaring the thief away.

As a result, the child got stubborn and insisted that the thief was my Zhou Liu. The hunter didn’t stop him, but let him run out and say he wanted to complain to you.”

"what?!"

The village chief's expression changed.

"No... that's not the case!" Fang Xiaoshi roared, panting. "On Saturday and last night, they went to my house to search through all the boxes and cabinets, and you are still here to confuse right and wrong!"

"There's no way my family would do something like that on a Saturday!"

The middle-aged woman started screaming like a wretch.

Other villagers also joined in, accusing Fang Xiaoshi of talking nonsense and damaging the relationships in the village.

Fang Xiaoshi was no match for so many people and his voice was quickly drowned out. He could only grab the village chief's clothes tightly with his eyes red with anger.

The village chief was overwhelmed by the noise. He looked at Fang Xiaoshi on the left and the villagers around him on the right, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

He's not stupid.

How could he not tell who was lying in this situation?

"You...you..." The village chief's breathing became rapid, "Go and bring Zhou Liu to me!"

The noise of the villagers stopped instantly.

Then the middle-aged woman burst into sharp cries and rolled on the ground, throwing a tantrum:

"You are all bullying me. You are all bullying my Saturday for being kind. What did my Saturday do wrong? Why should I be accused like this just for my good intentions?"

Seeing this, some other villagers stepped forward to persuade the village chief with an expression of pity:

"There must be a misunderstanding here. Village chief, please don't be impulsive."

Others also stood in the crowd and spoke up.

"Village chief, Fang Xiaoshi has always had a naughty personality since he was a child. And there was no witness last night. Who knows what the truth is?"

"Village Chief, we are all family, how can we do things this way, don't you think?"

"If you ask me, everyone should stop quarreling. Children are immature, but are we adults also immature? Spring is coming soon, and everyone is very busy. Don't delay tilling the soil because of trivial children's nonsense."

Amid the noise of people talking and trying to smooth things over, the village chief suddenly saw a hunched figure walking towards him from a distance.

The hunter looked gloomy as he walked step by step into the crowd, stopping the noise abruptly.

The village chief came forward with Fang Xiaoshi and spoke with a complicated look:

"square……"

"Village chief, I will listen to you." The hunter interrupted the village chief in a low voice.

The village chief was silent for a moment.

He looked at Fang Xiaoshi beside him, then at the hunter, and finally his eyes swept over the villagers around him who were united in their hatred of the enemy.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and a series of thoughts emerged in his mind.

What will happen if this matter is made a big deal?

Most likely, nothing will happen. After all, they are all from the same village. Even if there is a big fuss, it is impossible to attract the government. Instead, it will cause many people to tear each other apart and lose face.

What will happen if this matter is left unsolved?

The village chief's gaze returned to Fang Xiaoshi.

Fang Xiaoshi felt the village chief's gaze and his eyes gradually widened.

"Village Chief, you said, you..."

"Xiao Shi."

The village chief said with some difficulty: "Are you really dazzled?"

Fang Xiaoshi: “…”

He let go of the village chief's clothes and stepped back in small steps.

He still remembered how kind the village chief's tone was when he spoke to him yesterday. Although he was young, he could see that the village chief's words were not excuses.

But he also understood that the village chief's choice was not foolish and he could not see the truth.

The hunter's voice rang beside Fang Xiaoshi's ears, but it seemed to come from far away in the sky:

"Xiao Shi, come home with Dad, stop making trouble, and let's just live a good life."

"Where to go back?"

Fang Xiaoshi smiled sadly: "You said you want to go back and live your life? You call this kind of life living? Do you think this is living?!"

He looked away and found that several villagers were trying to approach him with hostile looks in their eyes.

Fang Xiaoshi took another step back and gritted his teeth and said:

"Come on, do you think I, Fang Xiaoshi, am afraid of you?"

"Don't be impulsive!" The village chief also noticed the actions of those villagers and immediately shouted to stop them.

But his words no longer had the same weight the moment he made the choice, and the villagers continued to move forward.

The hunter stood between Fang Xiaoshi and the villagers and raised his hand to try to get the villagers to stop.

But just like when he faced these villagers every day, only he himself was moving backwards while the villagers did not stop moving forward at all.

"enough!"

A delicate cry erupted from the ancestral temple.

The door of the ancestral temple was kicked open from the inside. Chen rushed out with a livid face and pulled Fang Xiaoshi behind him to protect him.

Qiu Bai held the sword in one hand, with the blade already unsheathed. He walked in front of the villagers without saying a word. The cold light flashing on the sword successfully stopped them.

"You didn't leave?" someone asked in a trembling voice.

"Does it matter whether we leave or not?" Chen said hatefully, "You really should look in the mirror and see how disgusting you look now!"

Most of the villagers did not dare to look Chen in the eye, and lowered their heads with bitter faces, but some people hid in the crowd and argued:

"This is a matter of our village. It has nothing to do with you, young lady. Besides, it was all caused by a misunderstanding. It was Fang Xiaoshi who was making trouble. We just want to explain it to Fang Xiaoshi."

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately got the reminder and started to shout:

"Yes, even if you are a government official, you can't force your way out without evidence."

"you!"

Chen was so angry that his teeth itched: "Okay, then I will take you all to the town and give you a thorough trial. I want to see how you can quibble!"

"We are not convinced!"

Someone in the village immediately shouted loudly.

"Old Chen, are you able to do this?" A lazy voice came out from the ancestral temple again.

Qi Yan walked out slowly with Qi Lin, even with a smile on his face:

"Is this how you usually handle cases? You saw the criminal's crime was about to be exposed, but you couldn't bear it for such a long time and missed a good opportunity to convict him."

Chen didn't look happy at all towards Qi Yan at this moment:

"How do you think they became like this?"

"I'm sorry, I did push them, but Lao Chen, what you saw is not the same as what I saw."

Qi Yan looked calm, and his eyes swept over everyone present again and again: "My eyes are looking at the future, and I have seen these people slide into the abyss step by step without getting the lessons they deserve, but instead their lives get better because of external forces.

I don’t like it. In a story, good people should be rewarded and bad people should be punished.”

Before Chen could say anything, a villager shouted:

"What are you talking about that we don't understand? Anyway, you have no evidence..."

Qi Yan raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The afterimage of the Witch King emerged and swung out a red light to make the man shut his mouth.

"I'm sorry, but I never talk about evidence when doing things."

Qi Yan was still smiling, but his smile was cold: "I have the capital to be unrestrained, but you don't, so the moment I made a move on you were destined to end up like this."

At this time, a figure stood between the panicked villagers and Qi Yan.

Chen's face looked grim. Without saying a word, he unsheathed the Chixiao from his waist and stared at Qi Yan.

"You are still you, and it seems like you will never change." Qi Yan sighed.

Another figure walked up to Chen.

Qiu Bai put his sword behind his back and advised kindly: "Qi Yan, I don't know what future you have seen, but what we are experiencing now is not the future you have seen.

If these people are wrong, or they are destined to make mistakes, what we should do is to try our best to avoid it and find ways to prevent them from making mistakes. "

"Do you still remember how Qi Lin evaluated this village?" Qi Yan asked.

"…poor mountains and bad waters give rise to unruly people."

"Yes, poor mountains and bad waters will produce unruly people." Qi Yan sighed, "The story I saw has confirmed the result you want to see. As long as the poor mountains and bad waters disappear, these people will begin to change."

"Since you have already seen it, why are you unwilling to help them?" Qiu Bai frowned.

"That's Wei Yanwu's business. These people are his people. What do you think he left in such a hurry for?"

Qi Yan smiled again: "And I am only responsible for dealing with the unruly people. Otherwise, they will miss the opportunity to learn a lesson. They will get benefits for nothing but without the proper warnings. Do you think they will realize how terrible their evil thoughts are?"

After saying that, Qi Yan waved his hand gently.

A wolf shadow appeared behind him, and a cold wind suddenly appeared out of nowhere, covering Moushan Village, spreading continuously until it engulfed the plain surrounded by mountains.

Qi Yan's calm voice echoed in the ears of the frightened villagers and the nervous Qiu Bai.

"You have the fertile land that your ancestors fought against the heavens for, but you have not inherited their will to fight. You have allowed the fertile land to be swallowed up by natural disasters. You only want to rely on prayers and external forces to change the status quo. As a punishment, your farmland will be frozen for three inches."

In the cold wind, red light fell on the villagers.

"You are ignorant of the truth. You knew that your fellow villagers and clansmen were doing evil, but you still chose to protect them. You indulged evil thoughts in your hearts with idle gossip and used specious arguments to force others. I will punish you by having your ears filled with noise for a hundred days."

A chaotic stream of notes echoed in the hunter's ears, without any meaning and without a moment's pause.

Before he could adapt, he felt his surroundings become empty and Fang Xiaoshi's figure had disappeared.

Qi Yan put his hand on Fang Xiaoshi's shoulder, looked at the panicked hunter and said calmly:

"You are a coward, thinking you see everything clearly but unable to see clearly that your tolerance will only bring greater evil thoughts. Because of your own failure in the past, you completely deny your son's point of view and punish your son to stay away from you temporarily, so that you don't have to suffer and bring Fang Xiaoshi with you."

Fang Xiaoshi raised his head and wanted to say something, but Qi Yan slapped him on the head, interrupting him.

"You naughty kid, you have little ability but a big temper." Qi Yan said unhappily, "Why don't you pretend to be patient, collect evidence and practice hard, and then when everything is ready, yell that the three-year period is up?"

Fang Xiaoshi pursed his lips in grievance and muttered:

"They have already rushed to my house. If I give in any more, I'm afraid my house will be emptied out."

"Yes, yes. I know you feel aggrieved, but I didn't intend for you to endure it."

Qi Yan rubbed Fang Xiaoshi's head and his eyes fell on the villagers who were staggering in the cold wind again.

The cold wind did not target these people, but because of the drop in temperature, a layer of solid ice formed on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, making it difficult for these people to even stand firmly.

Just then, the roar of an engine pierced through the cold wind.

"The three-day deadline has not yet arrived, Qi Yan, don't cheat me!"

The off-road vehicle broke through the cold wind. Wei Yanwu leaned half of his body out of the window with an anxious look on his face. He spun the car but couldn't stop. It slid on the ice and crashed into the grinding wheel on the side of the road.

The vehicle overturned, and Wei Yanwu's body flew a long distance due to inertia, fell to the ground and slid out of everyone's sight.

The cold wind swirling between the mountains paused for a moment, and then slowly stopped.

Qi Yan placed one hand on Fang Xiaoshi's head and pointed in the direction where Wei Yanwu left and reminded him:

"Look, this is the final fate of the Dragon King who didn't endure long enough. Don't learn from him in the future."

Fang Xiaoshi: “…”

A group of people in black and red official robes got out of the overturned SUV in a panic, looking around with confusion and shock written all over their faces.

"Didn't they say they were here to inspect the impoverished mountainous areas and then allocate funds for subsidies?"

"How can this be called a mountainous area? This is probably a Kjerag grid, right?"

"Don't panic, everyone. The frozen soil isn't thick. We can still dig it up by hitting it with a hoe. It just takes more work."

Wei Yanwu, with a frosty face, hurried back and ignored those Dayan officials who were trying hard to show off in front of him.

For Moushan Village, any one of these people might be enough to be looked up to, but to Wei Yanwu, they are just a group of local minor officials transferred back from nearby towns.

He rushed to Qi Yan, his eyes lingering on the trembling villagers, and said regretfully:

"Is it resolved? It looks like no one was killed."

"Thank you for teaching me such a good niece." Qi Yan pointed at Chen, who had not yet recovered from his shock, and said, "It was going to end in a big fight, but she couldn't help but jump out, so I took the opportunity to teach her a lesson that would not hurt anyone."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yanwu couldn't help but mutter in a low voice:

"Don't pretend with me, if you really want the situation to continue to develop, can you stop her?

I was planning to let her take this opportunity to see more of the ugliness of human nature, but you... Hey, can you sometimes stop protecting your own people so tightly? "

Qi Yan looked over and saw Chen Zheng lowering his head and slowly sheathing Chi Xiao.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"enough."