Chapter 1793: Three hundred seventy one

Chapter 1793 Chapter 371: Conflict
The tiger's death is still there, not to mention the fat and strong Lu Liang standing in front of everyone.
For a while, many people's eyes began to flicker and avoid.
In all fairness, although the village chief is stingy and loves to show off, he has never done anything that is unreasonable, and even some fierce mountain visitors and passers-by are also the one who helps with the preparation.
Even this time, the other party offered the most sacrifices. Just speaking, it was nothing more than grievances caused by God's non-response, and there was a real conflict. No one had the courage.
When Baili Luliang saw the crowd's popularity suffocated, he rolled his eyes and continued to push forward: "In fact, if you want to say that you are not sincere, you can't talk about Laozi. If it weren't because of the unbelievers who uttered wild words, what about Qianxi I won't get the favor!"
The reason why mediocre people are mediocre people is because when they face difficulties, all they need is an excuse to vent their emotions.
As long as the emotions are vented, they don't care about the actual result.
Just venting the trouble to Baili Luliang, but when he came back, he suffocated his breath, but it would become a resentment. Therefore, the experienced fat village chief only used one sentence to lead the disaster to the bear hunting who was not here. Person.
Without being present, there is naturally no way to refute it, and it naturally becomes the object of the villagers to vent their emotions.
After all, the people of Central Continent do not know how many examples of unbelievers who angered the gods because of their mad rebellion, and finally angered their relatives and ruined their descendants.
So this time Qianxi Village didn't get the favor, it must be because of that bastard.
With the enthusiasm of the crowd, these villagers almost forgot the slackness in daily prayer and the resistance of monthly sacrifices, and blamed all the faults on the hunters.
But who would have thought that it was not the last knife that split the stone, but the beating a hundred times before; it was not the last straw that crushed the camel, but the heavy pick that had never been unloaded all the way.
This kind of truth is usually not understood by the villagers, let alone when it is furious, if someone has to bear the stupid anger, then why is this unlucky person me?
The potbellied village chief Baili Lu Liang calmly concealed into the anger, and realized that the wrong temple wished Bailiqiu's heart to change, but after a few shouts, he couldn't gather the people, so he gave up.
The angry villagers threw down the empty altar and walked violently into the village. It was obvious that the team of one hundred and ten people swept up the dust of an army.
"The hunter is afraid that he will suffer."
Yang Fan: "I'll go to the village first, try to control the situation, the two juniors know a lot, go and see if there is anything weird about the altar."
"Altar Tianyu alone is enough to see, these villagers are stupid and reckless, and they are afraid that they will not be able to control them. I will be with my senior."
It's not warlike and lively, but the subconscious reaction of the family.
This time the team came to Qianxi, but it was related to the assessment of schoolwork. If Yang Fan and Pei Mu had to do everything to stabilize the situation, they would take care of the corners. Don't worry about what the dean said, the instructor would not make it through.
Therefore, Tang Nianfan's first reaction was to follow.
Although Yang Fan is a big brother in the inner courtyard, but because of his origin, he didn't understand these profound meanings, and only felt that Tang Nianfan had said it well, so he went back to the village together.
When the two quickly swept back to the village, the angry villagers had gathered around the gate of the hunter's impermanent house, but no one dared to step forward.
Because at this time the bear hunter is holding a strong bow with arrows on the strings, with a cold expression.
And not far in front of him, there was a villager who was shot through his feet, holding his right leg rolling and wailing on the ground, blood flowed down the arrow, and drew an insurmountable red line on the snow.
"Whoever dares to step forward will hit his chest or eyeball with the next arrow."
In the face of the violent villagers, Baili Wuchang, who is not good at words, never thought of compromise, but also gave the strongest response.
The consequence of doing so is that many villagers really have resentment.
They became more and more convinced that it was because of this vicious and vicious unbelievers that God was not willing to let go of God's weariness.
The real anger was silent. When these villagers stopped yelling, but coldly looked at the impermanence, Pei Mu knew that this matter was serious!
Sure enough, the village chief once pushed aside everyone and walked out, crossing the insurmountable red line in a few steps.
And the impermanence of Baili did not disappoint, and he shot with a bow, and the wooden arrow ran into the chest of the person who came.
Facing a fierce arrow, the pot-bellied village chief just took root under his feet and pushed out his right palm.
It was a somewhat exaggerated palm. The palm was only one foot wide and long, with five fingers together like a fan, slowly pushing out like a small shield.
And this palm shield also carried a light like gold and jade.
Pei Mu, who was originally standing in the courtyard a little embarrassed, suddenly changed his face, because seeing that this skill is good, impermanence may suffer.
Of course, it will suffer. First, the arrow will be insightful, and the shooting power will be insufficient when the bow is hit. In addition, the arrow is still wooden, which is natural enough to deal with ordinary people, but it is too far behind the village chief.
Baili Luliang knew that he was bloated and not good at fighting for a long time, so he mastered the three axes of the golden hand.
Especially in the first step, the sturdy legs tightened instantly, and they didn't see how they moved, just like a meat bomb exploding.
The wooden arrows were crushed into sawdust on the moving line of the golden jade hand. Looking at the village chief, he was already a foot in front of the bear hunter.
It was too late to think about taking a bow anymore, Baili Wuchang reached out to his waist, but felt for a moment. Then he remembered that he had just heard the shout from outside and walked out without the knife.
Looking at Baili Luliang, who was full of flesh and blood, was close to him, and Baili's impermanence had no time to reach out.
But how could the hunter be able to withstand the grip of the surpassing stone.
The outcome was divided, and Baili Lu Liang's eyes were a little smile.
In this Qianxi Village, only the old Miaozhu and the dog hunter didn't give him the village head's face. This time he must teach him a lesson. Don't be in front of the bear hunters and behind the bear hunters every day.
Let the villagers know who is the strongest in Qianxi Village.
He used to be low-key, but this time he will let these unseen guys see what it means to hide it!
Fighting between warriors, the victory or defeat is only a moment's notice. Seeing that Baili impermanence no longer has a chance to stand up, the fat village chief thought of somewhere else.
But when he was so proud, he was hit by the rhinoceros.
rhinoceros?
Hit the waist?
Before hitting the wall, Baili Luliang was shocked, saw a raw face, folded his hands on his chest, still maintained a lunge posture, his face was embarrassed.
"Boom." With a sound, Baili Luliang knocked the Hunter out of a big hole in the wall.
"Pia."
With this sound, the golden jade palm smashed the brick mud.
"Papa", Baili Luliang fell to the ground in response, then climbed up furiously.
(End of this chapter)