Chapter 445 Undercurrent
If you feel like you are always carrying a heavy burden.
Then there must be someone taking care of your time.
For example, I am the leader of this sect!
——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 5822 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang
In the evening, Sect Master Zhang returned to Jiuli Village with the pig head.
In the horrified eyes of all the villagers, the pig's head was thrown in front of them.
"That's it! It won't trouble you again in the future!"
The village chief and others immediately gathered around.
He looked at the pig head carefully and said, "It's it, it's it! I remember this seal."
"That's right, such a big pig's head is bigger than the third son's wife's butt!"
"Good guy, it's really killing me!"
…
Zhang Mo took out a black wind leaf and said as he smoked it: "Come out of the houses where your people died!"
Immediately, several people walked out slowly.
Zhang Mo casually took out some food from the ring and threw it on the ground.
I also got these from Lao Bald.
Zhang Mo collected all the old bald man's food.
Zhang Mo said loudly: "I found it from the monster. Consider it your compensation. Take it away!"
Hearing this, these families were immediately excited and knelt down to salute: "Thank you, Lord God Envoy, thank you, Lord God Envoy!"
Zhang Mo finished speaking and left. It was really tiring to do all this nonsense.
Why is this sect leader so tired when I beat others?
Why does hitting someone still have the shock effect?
The force of the blow and the force of the shock will both make people tired.
Could this be...
Not full?
That's right, I definitely didn't have enough to eat.
Otherwise who cares.
Fortunately, I always have food stored in my sect leader's ring. Just can't let these villagers see it.
It’s not good to be greedy to death!
Zhang Mo went back to the house to rest. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a sneaky figure crawling in. It was Lao Bald.
This guy didn't want to show up in front of the villagers no matter what.
He would rather follow Zhang Mo secretly than have any contact with the villagers.
According to Lao Baldou himself, "I haven't lived enough yet!"
After climbing into the house, Zhang Mo tore off a piece of Lao Bald's elbow meat and threw it to him.
The old bald man only took one bite, and his eyes immediately went straight. Looking at him, he probably hadn't eaten anything serious in a long time.
"Thank you, Sect Master, this stuff is for people to eat."
Lao Baldou said something that had the same idea as Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo was half lying on the bed and said: "From now on, you will be responsible for the safety of this sect leader. Bring all your monsters with you!"
Lao Bald said: "They are all placed and can be summoned at any time. Master, you really trust these villagers."
"Any questions?"
Zhang Mo asked.
Old Bald smiled and said: "It's difficult to discipline the people. Sect Master, you showed your storage ring in front of them and distributed food to them. They will have evil intentions."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Mo raised his eyebrows.
The old bald man said: "Do you believe it or not, then I can make a bet with you, how about just an elbow? I'm sure they will have some ideas and will do something unexpected to you."
Zhang Mo said: "I believe it."
With that said, he finished eating the elbow.
Old Bald said: "Sect Master, if you believe me, then why are you still here? Give them food."
Zhang Mo smiled and said: "I don't care whether I believe it or not. Because it doesn't matter to me what they want to do."
Lao Bald nodded clearly and said: "It seems that you, the sect master, treat them like ants. I understand!"
Zhang Mo looked at him and vaguely seemed to see Yang Shuo in his early years.
you understood?
You know a hammer, you know it.
My sect leader said it doesn’t matter because I don’t have anywhere to go for the time being. If it doesn’t matter, what should I do? Why don’t I sleep in a cave with you?
That’s all, no explanation.
This powerful sect leader needs no explanation.
…
It's late at night and people are not quiet.
The village chief quietly brought a dozen young "strong men" from the village to the end of the village.
As dusk fell, a group of people squatted in the corner and began to discuss.
"Let me tell you first, I think there is something wrong with this divine envoy."
The old village chief got straight to the point, and a dozen young people looked at him, waiting for him to continue his analysis.
The old village chief whispered, "I don't know anything else. The great god we worship is definitely a good god. The stories about the gods that have been circulated in our village for many years all prove that the great god is a righteous god." It will never have such an envoy."
"Village chief, do you think he is fake?"
"But he really helped us kill the monster!"
“And gave us something to grow.”
…
Several young people whispered.
The old village chief went up and used his cane, and then said: "A little favor bought you off? Have you forgotten that he beat Fatty Qu to death?"
After a pause, the old village chief said: "There is also the food he brought back today. Haha, the monster needs to eat such food? Then it will not burn the crops. Let me see, this person may be the same as the monster. There is also a relationship that is unclear and unclear. All in all, all in all, we cannot keep him, he is a scourge and will harm our entire village."
A young man said softly: "Village chief, what are you going to do?"
The old village chief said: "You guys hurry up and report to the county, saying that a demonic cultivator has come to our village. Tell them to send someone to deal with him immediately."
Several young people took a breath and said, "Demon cultivator?"
"Village Chief, don't talk nonsense. If you catch the demon cultivator, you will be burned!"
"More than that, I've seen chopped ones."
"What evidence do you have that I am a demon cultivator?"
The old village chief glared and said: "Just because he has a prescription for melting corpse powder in his hand, does a normal person have this in his hand? Judging from his appearance, he has no law and is definitely a demon. If you go and report it, just say it is The demon cultivator killed Fatty Qu and destroyed the crops."
Speaking of this, the old village chief said slowly: "You have forgotten that if you catch a demon cultivator, you will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."
Money moves people's hearts.
When they heard about the silver reward, the eyes of the young people present lit up.
The old village chief said: "A hundred taels of silver reward can buy as much grain as possible. It is enough for each of you to marry a wife. The rest can be used to buy grain, help the village survive this year, and pay the grain tax."
"Okay, village chief. I'll go right away!"
"Village Chief, just wait. We will definitely be back early tomorrow morning!"
Several young people left quickly.
The old village chief stood up, patted the dirt and walked away slowly.
But neither of them noticed that while they were chatting, there was a pair of wall ears leaning on the other side of the earth wall.
One young man heard all their words.
"Are they going to report the envoy?"
"The envoy is a demon cultivator?"
The young man was a little confused and couldn't believe it at all.
Immediately, he pretended not to have heard the matter. But halfway through, when they looked at the food the Lord God had given them in the room, they gritted their teeth again.
"no!"
The young man stamped his feet.
It would be okay if he didn't know about this matter, but if he knew it, he couldn't ignore it.
He quietly opened the courtyard door, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then ran straight to the village chief's house where the Lord God Envoy was resting.