At this moment, all Leiyu could think about was "Damn old man". The tragic thunderstorm kept rolling down the slope beside the pond. It took him several years of boxing skills to prevent him from hitting the rocks beside the pond. , but after a few falls, the whole person fell directly into the cool pool water, causing shallow ripples one by one.

"Ah, who is he?"

"Oops, are there gangsters?"

"There is a gangster in Hua Village. Sisters, run away!"

One can imagine what kind of panic scene there would be on the other side of the pond. Several rural girls hurriedly covered their clothes, shielded their delicate bodies, and fled into the grass on the other side.

In the thunderstorm at this moment, I began to greet the eighteen generations of the old man's ancestors in my heart. This old man must be too clever. He wants to regard himself as his scapegoat! Unexpectedly, in a small remote mountain village, he actually had a bad start!

"Catch the gangsters, catch the gangsters!"

Various calls surrounded the entire pond, and even worse, there was a harsh sound of gongs. This was not about arresting gangsters. Looking at this exaggerated posture, it felt a bit like Japanese invaders entering the village.

This was a bitter experience for the thunderstorm in the pond. Although he had learned some Qigong skills, he couldn't stay out of the water all the time. This kid persisted for a long time and was about to peek his head quietly, but then a little bit of his head popped up. It felt like a huge thing was covering my head.

Poor Leiyu was trapped in the fishing net, and two tall and sturdy farmers were asked to carry him along with a long pole.

"Hey, hey, I am the eldest young master of Huawan City. If you treat me like this, you will definitely regret it... Well, the lovely sister in front of me, Fengyun, I see that you have the heart of a Bodhisattva. Please show your kindness and let me go. Come down..."

Come on! No matter how hard and soft the thunderstorm is, these villagers all have very serious expressions. They don’t say a word, they just keep a straight face and stride forward. Looking at the old-fashioned looks in the corner of their eyes, it seems that something big is going to happen!

The group of people walked for more than an hour and came to a spacious open space. A half-meter-high bamboo platform was set up in the open space against the mountainside. Incense was lingering on it, and various sacrificial offerings were placed. In front of the offerings, Sitting there was an old Taoist wearing Taoist robes with a crescent-shaped mark carved on his forehead.

"The village chief, this boy, actually peeped at the sanctification ceremony of the saints at the lotus pond." A strong man with a voice like a bull said.

Among the hundreds of people in the open space, an old man with a dignified appearance at the front said in a calm tone: "Well, Zhuzhu, has this kid polluted the holy water of the Lotus Pond?"

"Hmph, this kid fell into the water and lurked in it for a long time. Hey, the good holy water of the pure pool was defiled by him. I'm sorry, I failed to protect the pool and blasphemed the gods. I, I... …”

This seven-foot tall man became more and more excited as he talked, and was about to burst into tears in the end. He looked at the thunderstorm with big eyes and small eyes. What kind of place, who are these people, holy water, gods, why does it feel like they are in a costume TV series? The plot!

"What?" Upon hearing this, the village chief's face immediately changed. He stared into Lei Yu's eyes with incomparable anger, "Okay, you bold maniac, how dare you destroy our flower village's ritual of worshiping gods and praying for rain. , this is a pilgrimage ceremony that Master Feng has carefully planned for half a month! Oh my God, is it God who wants to destroy our Huaxiang people?"

The village chief's words were even more heartbreaking. He actually got down on his knees and bowed to the sky, his eyes filled with despair.

All the tribesmen present also knelt down and worshiped for a while.

"This madman has blasphemed the gods and cut off the livelihood of us Huaxiang people. We can't spare him!"

I don’t know who came up with such a sentence. Well, everyone’s anger was focused on the unlucky guy Lei Yu. Everyone was gearing up. Some even picked up hoes and pickaxes. It looked like they were going to lynching him!

"Everyone, calm down. It's a misunderstanding. It's definitely a misunderstanding! How dare I ruin everyone's leisure time of worshiping gods and bathing. I just appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, but I didn't see anything.

Nothing has been done! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

A good man does not suffer the immediate consequences. Lei Yu had no choice but to put down the eldest young master's airs and sincerely beg for mercy. At this moment, he was calculating in his mind. It seemed that the crisis in front of him was not such a coincidence. Could it be that someone was plotting against him?

A trap was deliberately designed, otherwise, why would I have come to this strange country and fallen into danger by chance?

Who is cheating me? Is it my little stepmother? Could it be that the train number that sent me on was also designed? Or maybe there is something wrong with the obscene little old man by the pond?

"Don't listen to this kid's nonsense. Look at the ghostly look on his face. He is not a good person. Come on, everyone!" Zhu Zhu said angrily.

Good guy, with a whoop, hundreds of villagers, men, women, old and young, all rolled up their sleeves, turned toward the guy, and swarmed up overwhelmingly, as if they could tear the thunderstorm into pieces.

Even Leiyu thought he had seen the big scene, but at this moment he was restrained by these arrogant villagers. Seeing that a disaster was coming, he, a romantic young man, was about to perish in this remote wilderness, alas!

"slow!"

At this critical moment, the old Taoist priest who had been silently chanting sutras on the altar spoke up, "Calm down, everyone, this kid has committed a heinous crime, but how could he be so lucky to destroy the ceremony at the most critical moment of the memorial ceremony? Could it be that he was instigated by someone else?"

, is it deliberate sabotage?”

Lei Yu thought that this old man was going to save him, but he didn't expect that this sanctimonious old guy had more evil intentions.

With a bang, Lei Yu was kicked hard, "Boy, tell me quickly, who instigated you?"

Lei Yu glanced at Zhu Zhu and said to himself: You silly big guy, if you dare to touch this young master, hehe, you will be in trouble!

There was bad blood in his heart, but Lei Yu's face still showed his condescension, "Yes, in fact, I am just a scapegoat. The culprit who deliberately destroyed the ceremony is an old man wearing a ragged military coat and looking a bit knowledgeable! It is this old guy who is here

He is the big devil who peeks at the girl taking a bath!"

There is no way, there is no reason to argue with these superstitious villagers who still seem to be living in a feudal society, so they can only find a way to deflect the blame.

"ah?"

Unexpectedly, when Lei Yu's words came out, everyone was in an uproar at first, and then looked like they had heard a big joke.

"Haha, are you talking about him?"

Zhuzhu also had a weird smile and pulled out a person from the crowd. It was the old man who caused Leiyu to fall into the pool. Originally, his enemies should be extremely jealous when they met, but at this moment, Leiyu, when he saw his enemy, was filled with jealousy.

An expression of incredible surprise.

It turned out that the energetic old man who had just peeked at the girl taking a bath now looked stupid. His bright eyes before seemed extremely empty now. He was counting his fingers half-madly and half-foolishly, and said in an erratic tone:

"One, two, three, four... Haha, it turns out that Zhu Bajie has seven wives. Really, believe me, Zhu Bajie really has seven wives..."

"I, I, I, I...fuck!" Lei Yu made a long note in an exaggerated tone, and finally said with a mixed expression, "Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid? Okay, okay, you're going to be cruel! I admit defeat today, sir.

Completely defeated!"

"Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid? Haha, this old man Han has been crazy for twenty years. What's the matter? You have nothing to say. Taoist and village chief, how do you think we should punish him?" Zhuzhu said.

"Well, Taoist Priest, you are highly respected in Hua Village. I have only been in office for two years. It is up to you to decide how to deal with this madman!" the village chief said very respectfully.

"Hey, originally this year, the gods were helpless. They were caught up in a severe drought that had not happened in a century. They were poor and incompetent. They gained the trust of the tribe and opened the altar in the hope of getting the favor of the gods. Unexpectedly...hey, they destroyed the rain praying ceremony and blasphemed the gods.

, This heinous crime will not be forgiven! According to the clan rules, you should be cut with thousands of knives and sacrificed to the gods with blood!"

"good!"

Zhuzhu yelled, put down one hand, took out a bright butcher's knife, and came to Leiyu with an angry look.

"A thousand cuts and scrapes! A thousand cuts and scrapes!"

The villagers chanted the same slogans, showing a common hatred and hatred.

Suddenly Zhuzi's eyes flashed, with a look of hatred for class enemies, he came to Leiyu and whispered: "Boy, you dare to peek at the three golden flowers in our village bathing. Do you still take the men of our Xianghua Village seriously?"

It’s so irritating, I haven’t even seen the little feet of the three golden flowers... Humph, you kid is looking for death!"

Damn it! No wonder this kid danced so happily. It turned out that he was filled with envy and hatred.

When it came to the topic of women, how could Lei Yu fall behind, "Haha, three golden flowers, those who have a figure but no body, and a face without a face, can only be third-rate at best, even for my entertainment.

I don’t even have the qualifications, hum.”

"Seeking death!" Zhuzi was furious, picked up the knife and was about to stab him.

I don't know what happened to Lei Yu, but he felt a sense of righteousness and said boldly: "Come on, isn't it just a thousand cuts? Young master, if I frown, I won't be considered a hero! What a big deal, eighteen years

Afterwards, young master, I am still a romantic young man who admires flowers!"

"The bold gangster is so arrogant. Zhuzi, drain his blood. This Taoist priest will use him to pay homage to the gods!" Taoist Master Feng also became more energetic.
Chapter completed!