The idle forest was smug in the crowd. One thing he said was right, there were indeed people in the refugee secretly. But of course he would not tell Quanhao that he himself was the most active and leading one among the sermons. He used to be the accountant of a landlord family. The landlord family had tens of thousands of acres of land, and his brothers who were officials outside served as a supporter. He had great power in the local area. He relied on this power and became a big and small person. He was willing to face the superiors and flattered and slapped the superiors, and he could speak harshly. The owner could not leave him, and the tenants were afraid of him. He made him like a fish in the local area.

Desert water. But the good times did not last long. His master's family was unlucky and the bandits did not escape when they passed through the border. The village was broken and killed by thousands of thieves. Although he collected accounts and escaped, he also lost his livelihood. The property he had saved was either taken away or burned. He had no choice but to join the fleeing team. He went around and went hungry and full, and was thrown to the sea by an unscrupulous county magistrate. He thought he was dead this time, but he didn't expect that there would be no way out. The canoe he was riding on an island and was rescued by a strange person.

This man dressed strangely, used strange things, and looked weird in his behavior. He really calmed him down at that time. However, after a long time, when the strange energy became accustomed to him, his habit of observing words and expressions inevitably broke out. Through secret observation, he found that this man was not as powerful as he imagined. There were several sets of daily necessities that looked at people, but he himself did not show the strength that matched him. Moreover, he was too kind to the mud legs and did not dare to make arbitrary decisions when he had something to do.

And to seek the opinions of Muli Leathers. This is far inferior to his original owner. After a long time of dealing with villagers, he felt that Muli Leathers needed not carrots in front of their heads, but whips behind their butts. They were smart and weak at all. According to his experience, it was a good thing for these guys to get more and more frugal. As expected, some people were offering food and drink, and seeing some refugees start to get sick, and his mind became alive.

At first Xianlin didn't mean to replace it. He was very interested in how to get a housekeeper under the hands of the weirdo. Just like the accountant of his former boss. Relying on his ability to write a few words, he easily got into a relationship with the weirdo. Then he deliberately swayed in front of everyone, saying a few irrelevant words from time to time. He was very good at doing things like foxes and tigers. Sure enough, other refugees immediately looked at him differently when they saw him. Those who had bullied him did not dare to reveal it. He also easily infiltrated the refugees.

The most powerful group - among men. The flexible mind gave him a lot of opportunities. Others feared him because of the relationship between strangers, and the weird people relied on him more. The man did not understand the local language and needed him to be a general translator, so he soon gained a position second only to the weird people. But when he really reached this point, Xianlin was not satisfied. At this time, he thought he had seen through the weird people's background and had the intention to seize greater power. It was indeed good to be alone, but if he could overturn his head, wouldn't it be even more wonderful to become the leader?

Xianlin began to create conflicts on both sides. He was good at sowing discord, not to mention that because of the inconvenience of words, it was almost up to him to convey information. The two sides had different opinions. Sometimes he didn't even need to change the meaning of the message. Just one move and change his expression could play a role in adding fuel to the fire. Under his influence, the relationship between the two sides - mainly the relationship between the strangers and the men among refugees - cooled down very quickly. During this period, he used some tricks, such as the outbreak of the red-haired man, which was to create an atmosphere of tension and distrust. The more tense the atmosphere was, the more dependent the communication between the two sides was. It just made him in the whirlpool created by lies.

It was like a fish in water. When he felt that the time was ripe, he connected everyone with the demands of improving food treatment. This was a grand reason. He calculated that even if someone disapproved, it would be difficult for him to speak out under the righteousness of seeking interests for the collective. Through this excuse, he cleverly united a plate of loose sand into a whole. Of course, he did not have a mercy attack. Before, it was just a few of the refugees who were dissatisfied with Quan Hao. This time he was nominally negotiating on behalf of all people. No matter whether the demand was successful or not, it would leave an insurmountable scar on the relationship between the two parties. In the current situation, once the scars were generated, they would only become bigger and bigger.

Quan Hao, who woke up, guessed Xianlin's tricks almost the same. In an instant, he was angry and hated his uncle's understanding. But now it was too late to say anything. When he stepped forward angrily to argue, many refugees had been completely blinded by Xian Lin. They regarded him as a good person and spontaneously protected the old man in the middle. Instead, they separated Quan Hao, the real benefactor, from the cracks. He could only run into the old man's slightly sarcastic gaze. Xian Lin saw that he could not hide it anymore, and there was no need to pretend to be frightened and fearful, restoring his sarcastic original appearance. He didn't care at all that Quan Hao had a conflict with the refugees, and the bigger the quarrel, the more disconnected the two sides were.

Several pairs of eyes with hatred forced Quan Hao to stop. One of the eyes came from the red-haired man, and the other belonged to several other men with strong waists and backs. He felt dangerous and subconsciously grabbed the spear behind his back with his right hand. But then he thought that if he really showed the spear, it would cause greater trouble. So he stopped. But Quan Hao did not dare to take it lightly, and his hands deliberately or unintentionally placed the dagger on his waist. Facing the people in front of him, he never felt so powerless. He wanted to defend himself and tell everyone that you had been fooled. But in the past, Xianlin was still as an assistant, Quan Hao's local language was still learning, and the barren words in his mind were not enough to cope with the current situation. After brewing for a long time, he could only tighten his lips. With the help of the people in front of him, sweat flowed down his hairline.

There is one thing that Quan Hao really can't understand. He worked so hard for everyone, why would anyone hate him? Even if the provocation of Xianlin made him unimaginable. After recalling a few faces in his mind, he suddenly realized that several people had been beaten by him. Needless to say, the red-haired man was the red-haired man who had just arrived on the island and got his stick. Just a few sticks could serve as a warning. Moreover, Quan Hao didn't use all his strength to see their weak body. He could hold such a small thing to forget the grace of saving his life. I think they wouldn't be good people in the original society.
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