its 281: Officials are not as good as thieves

When entering the village, the villagers naturally welcomed the star. Everyone gathered around the star and asked questions. When they saw the three girls like flowers, they all smiled ambiguously at the star.

Cheng Xingxing was not in the mood to explain this matter at this time. He smiled at the villagers and talked about other things with them. When the villagers heard that he had become the master of the wonderful door, they were very surprised. There were also young people who had a good relationship with him earlier. They said with a proud face that I had known that Brother Cheng was not a mortal and would achieve in the future. It must be unusual.

The little girls in the village did not ask Su Yundi how it was. Fenglai Village is not a fool village. At the beginning, they were so scared that they lost their analytical power by falling from the sky and regarded them as immortals. However, their performance in the battle against mountain thieves and the explanation of becoming stars later made them confused. After a long time, after thinking about it carefully, no one regarded them as immortals anymore, and everyone gradually became dissatisfied with Su Yundi's performance at that time.

Although there is no great reason in the hearts of these simple people, they also know that selfish people should not interact with them.

After chatting with the villagers for a while, Cheng Xing came to Mr. Hong's house with three girls and Ma Xing. The small house was dilapidated, and the area was full of ashes and cobwebs. Cheng Xingxing left with tears and led by the villagers to worship Mr. Hong's grave on the back mountain.

Returning to the village, Cheng Xingxing finally smiled and said, "Dear villagers, I'm sad in advance. It's my treat tonight!" With that, he carried out the food and wine in the car with Ma Xing and made several large tables of delicious food with the help of the villagers.

When the banquet was held, it was already dark. Cheng Xing remembered that Fenglai Village was poor and was reluctant to light the lamp at night, so he had already bought a lot of charcoal lamps for the field and stood up at each table, which made the banquet scene bright.

"My fellow villagers!" Cheng Xingxing stood up with a wine bowl, and the light reflected that his face was very red, as if it could drip blood.

"I, a star, have lied to you in the past. Please forgive me!" He said loudly, drank a bowl of wine in one gulp, and then poured another bowl and lifted it up.

"I'm not an immortal at all! Su Yundi is not a Pangu immortal! It's all bullshit! Just to fool everyone to serve us deliciously! It's too inhuman. I'm sorry!" With that, he made another bowl.

"Brother Cheng, we have understood it for a long time!" Someone shouted, "Don't say that. Whether you are an immortal or not, you have saved the village. Thank you, everyone!"

"The villagers are kind to me!" Cheng Xingxing said loudly, "But I didn't do anything for you... I'm ashamed!" With tears in his eyes, he drank the third bowl, then looked at the bowl, wanted to throw the bowl heroically, and then gave a speech, but in the end he put down the bowl.

Fenglai Village is too poor. A bowl is quite valuable for them. Stars are reluctant to throw their babies.

The speech was also stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. What's there to say? You're just late. You should have come a long time ago, right? Why do you have to wait until now to remember to help the villagers?

Cheng Xingxing wiped his tears and sat down without saying a word. Mulan looked at him from the side and suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped his hand tightly. He also turned around and grasped Mulan's hand tightly.

Xun Xianxue sat on the other side of the star. She looked down at their hands and couldn't tell what the expression was on her face. She sighed, suddenly stood up and raised the wine bowl: "Come on, folks, I respect you and thank you for your help to become a star!"

Shu Xiaoya has been thinking about what she is thinking. She doesn't care about becoming a star. At this time, the wine came to his mind, and the star felt a little too chaotic and quiet around him. Whether it is chaotic or quiet, it makes him unable to hear clearly and confuse his thoughts.

At this meal, the star didn't eat anything and only drank three bowls of wine. The three bowls of wine made the master, who was not very good at drinking, quickly lay on the table. When he woke up with a headache, it was already noon the next day. His empty stomach and stomach and head tossed by alcohol made him feel uncomfortable.

He rubbed his head and stood up. He still felt that the world was a little erratic. He walked out of the room and found himself standing in a familiar courtyard. Looking back, I saw a familiar hut. That's where he and Su Yundi lived, and now they still stand there clean and tidy, but no one else lives there.

He couldn't help being moved again. The villagers are using this hut to commemorate him. The villagers knew that he would not come back, but they still kept the hut and cleaned the hut in their busy schedule. What kind of feelings is this?

Simple folks, they only remember that Cheng Xingxing rushed out to fight with mountain thieves regardless of themselves, but forgot Cheng Xingxing's deception to them.

"Brother Cheng, are you awake?" A teenage child shouted outside the hospital, "My mother wants me to come to see you. Wait, I'll go home and bring you porridge!"

The star smiled: "Xiaobao, no need. Where are my friends?"

"The sisters have all gone up the mountain." The boy said, "Sister Shu said she wanted to observe the ecology and environment nearby. Brother Ma drank too much and fell asleep at my house!" As he spoke, he ran away.

Does Xiaoya observe the ecological environment? What does it mean to become a star? Is it possible that she intends to... help the village develop agriculture?

While thinking about it, I suddenly found that the chickens and dogs jumped up at the entrance of the village. There were bursts of scolding and crying. Cheng Xing was shocked and ran over quickly, regardless of the pain in his head, stomach cramps and stomach weakness.

In the yard of a family at the entrance of the village, a scene of beating and looting was being staged. The people who were beaten and robbed were the kind residents of Fenglai Village, and Cheng Ming recognized that it was Brother Liu's family. Among the three people in the family, Brother Liu has fallen to the ground, and his nine-year-old son Daqiang is crying on him.

There are three officials in fast-dressed officials who are doing this kind of thing. One of them had already carried the two chickens raised by the Liu family in his hand. One was coming out of the house, shaking with a money jar in his hand. The money jar made a jingle sound, and it could be judged that there would not be more than ten money in it.

The other one is entangled with Mrs. Liu, who is quite beautiful, and roared, "Your family has owed two months of tax. How do you want us to relax? There is no grace! Come on, come back to town with me. If you don't have money, you can pay off the debt!"

Many villagers walked out of the house, stood in front of their own door, and looked this way angrily. People were full of righteous indignation and their fists clicked, but no one dared to rush over.

"Brother Cheng, help them quickly!" Uncle Wang saw Cheng Mingxing coming over. He first stopped Wang Erge, who wanted to go back to the house and get a sickle to harvest these quick head, and then hurriedly ran to Cheng Mingxing and said, "These fucking bastards, I'm going to arrest Liu's sister-in-law to the kiln in the town!"

The star's eyes turned red, not because of last night's wine.

"Just fight!" At this time, Brother Wang rushed out of the yard with a sickle. Uncle Wang was so scared that he hurried over and hugged him: "My ancestor! "Khu Jiuzu!"

"So look at it like this?" Wang Erge cried, "When I used to be a mountain thief, I looked at it like this. Now I come to catch it quickly. I still look at it like this. I'm a man! Can you live like a man?"

"Don't be impulsive." Cheng Mingxing walked over, patted Second Brother Wang on the shoulder, took off the sickle, threw it aside, and then went straight to the courtyard of Brother Liu's house. The villagers looked at him, and their eyes were full of expectation and guilt. They seemed to return to that day. Seeing the star rushing to the mountain thief, they stood still and dared not move.

They lowered their heads and shed tears. They were ashamed, but there was really nothing they could do.

Cheng Xingxing walked into the courtyard. At this time, a catcher was pulling Mrs. Liu out. He looked at the catcher and shouted, "Age!"

The three catchers all looked up at him and saw that he was wearing a golden-embroidered dress, and his ferocious expression naturally changed. The one who pulled Mrs. Liu let go of his hand and asked more or less respectfully, "This gentleman, what's the matter with you?"

"Are you the catchers of Xiaoyu Town?" Cheng Xing's question.

"Exact" The other arrester came over with a fierce momentum. Obviously, he didn't pay attention to the young man who was gorgeous in front of him. Who are you?"

"I don't think you are fast-catchers." Cheng Xingxing said, " You are like mountain thieves, or the lowest and most shameless kind.

"Presumptuous!" The third catcher shouted, threw away the two chickens in his hand and pulled out the knife from his waist.

All the villagers' hearts trembled.

"I'll let you go!" Cheng Xingxing roared, and the three catchers couldn't help shivering. After all, in front of them are characters who have really been on the battlefield and killed many people with their bare hands. The natural killing momentum is unbearable for them in the countryside.

"What the hem of the bitch are you doing?" Cheng Xingxing roared, "The mountain thief has never done anything like you, you know? You, what about you? Put down that money jar!"

"Oh, if you dare to talk to the official family like this, you are going to rebel, aren't you?" The catcher really put down the money jar and then pulled out the knife.

Forced Mrs. Liu to draw the last knife, and still asked cautiously, "Sir, who are you? We are on official business. Don't get me wrong.

"Public business?" Cheng Xingxing's face was gloomy, "Why do I look like devils entering the village?"

"What?" None of three of them understood the meaning of this. Cheng Xingxing didn't bother to explain to them, so he walked over and helped Brother Liu. Brother Liu had a wound on his head, no bleeding, and bruises on his face. Obviously, he was beaten by his fist. He called a few times, and Brother Liu slowly opened his eyes and closed them weakly.

"Brother Cheng, my father..." Da Qiang cried. Cheng Xingxing patted him on the head: "Don't worry, he should have just been knocked unconscious. When I clean up these three guys, I will ask Langzhong to treat him.

"Kid, what are you talking about?" A catcher came over with a gloomy face, and the knife in his hand reflected the warm sunlight into a cold and fierce light.