Uncle Fan Zhuo's humming was undoubtedly heart-wrenching. This woman was very fat, but her facial features were still decent, especially the hemorrhoid on the lower left corner of her mouth, which added a bit of seductive charm.

Fan Zhuoxin said that he had been in vain for several days, and there was indeed real product today.

Immediately, Fan Zhuo blocked the hole at the bottom of the house and carefully touched the roof, trying not to make any noise.

However, it is said that people make mistakes and horses make mistakes. No matter how careful they are, unexpected situations will inevitably occur.

With a "crunch", Fan Zhuo accidentally pressed a peeking mechanism left before while climbing the roof. The sound made by his aunt immediately made him notice.

Fan Zhuo's aunt kicked the man who was still licking his toes out, picked up the quilt to cover the small pot that exposed most of the small pot, and roared in a low voice:

"Awesome ghost, it's your bastard nephew who is here to peek again, right? Come out and see if this kid is here to make trouble again."

Uncle Fan Zhuo, who was Chen Wuru, had a bitter smile on his face. He had already laid a tent on his lower body. He bent over and laughed with him, and said as he walked out:

"No, it can't be my nephew. I've blocked the peeking holes he made. Look, I'm scared you."

Uncle Fan Zhuo went out to take a look casually. Because he was worried about that, he didn't look at the roof at all and went back to the house.

"It's okay, a wild cat."

After some explanation, the two continued to start the unfinished game.

Fan Zhuo secretly touched a few peeking mechanisms he had left before on the roof, but they were all blocked. However, this was not a problem for him. He changed to a more hidden place and inserted a small iron hook into the wooden gap on the roof. With a light hook, he brought out a board as big as a palm.

"You have to keep a good idea in life, hehe, watch the show without any impact!"

Fan Zhuo stared at the little things about his uncle and uncle below, and saw the man licking the slit of the woman's toes, making the woman's face full of joy. At the critical moment, the woman's thigh hooked and brought the man to himself.

Fan Zhuo's uncle had a vulgar smile on his face, and he groped in his lower body for a while, and he quickly untied his belt, and then he had sex with him. However, after less than ten times, Fan Zhuo's uncle had already declared the end. After a while of convulsion, his body softened and he leaned on the woman like a dead dog.

Uncle Fan Zhuo kicked him away suddenly, pointed at his nose and cursed: "You bad guy, you're so bad every time you've followed you so much that it's really bad for me for eight lifetimes."

Uncle Fan Zhuo tried to explain and found a very reasonable statement.

"Well, it's not my fault. You said you haven't let me touch it for four days. If you let me touch it every day, I promise I can last longer!"

The couple had a very lively quarrel, but Fan Zhuo, who was watching the show on the top, stopped doing it and cursed:

"My mother, uncle, tell me, you can't blame my uncle for kicking you. Who wouldn't hold back if you live with you? It's all done in just a few strokes? Look at the hunchback, it's really disappointing to be able to last all night. It's even more disappointing to see these two of you!"

"I'm a god, you... Dad!" Fan Zhuo's uncle finally couldn't help it. He wanted to say damn, but then he thought that his mother was also his own girl. If he said something, wouldn't it be a sin? Besides, now she has become a lonely ghost.

Chen Wuru couldn't help it anymore, and finally had enough. He cursed, picked up the iron hook for the pork hanging and chased him out.

I have to say that being young is good! At least, the legs and feet are much more flexible than those of people who are older. When Chen Wuru chased him out, Fan Zhuo had already strode towards the village chief's house.

...

It was the hour of Xu, and Fan Zhuo arrived at the village chief's house, and the village chief's house was also very lively. Several foreign merchants gathered here to drink big drinks, and when they all looked at the young man kicking in the door, Fan Zhuo also looked at them with a smile.

"Oh, look, look! This little guy is so tiger, the village chief's house kicked in directly. It has a bright future, it's really bright future!"

One of the merchants drank some wine, their cheeks flushed, and they cheered when they looked at Fan Zhuo.

A businessman next to him pulled the man and said with a big laugh:

"Old Zou, everyone says you are Lao Zouyan, you are really out of sight this time! This is the famous Demon Fan nearby. The sarcasm you just said, "Does Fan don't understand this pun intended?"

Fan Zhuo's eyes rolled and he was about to come forward to ask why the man said sarcastic words just now, but the old village chief pulled him away and said with a smile:

"It's okay, Dabao's child lacks discipline. I'll call him here today to discipline him."

In fact, the old village chief didn't expect that the group of merchants would drink and Moji would be at this time. He thought he would end up leaving early, so he asked Fan Zhuoxu to come, so he wanted him to avoid these merchants.

The remaining group of merchants look at me, and I look at you, but the only merchant nicknamed Lao Zouyan smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, how could I become a sarcasm? He was damned by Lao Yin. If Fan Demon Toutiao remembered himself, it would be really unfair...

"Slow down!"

The merchant, known as Lao Yin, put down the wine cup, waved his hand, and calmly stopped the old village chief who was holding Fan Zhuo and trying to leave.

The old village chief looked bitter, and knew that the man's name was Yin Chang, nicknamed Yin Wuchang, and was a well-known profiteer. This time he came to receive the goods, which made the old village chief extremely disgusted, lamenting that the goods price this year will be much lower again!

When the merchant named Yinchang called the old village chief, the old man instinctively realized something was wrong, and quickly kicked Fan Zhuo instinctively, and scolded:

"You bastard, you're messing around all day. Just now, you kicked in the door and disturbed several adults. I don't want to discipline you on your father's behalf!"

Then the village chief apologized to the merchants with smiles and wanted to take Fan Zhuo to the inner room.

"Have I told him to leave?"

The person who spoke was the same as the merchant named Yinchang. Judging from his face, it was obvious that he wanted to make things difficult for others.

The old village chief sighed leisurely, turned around and asked stiffly:

"I wonder what happened to Lord Yin?"

Yin Chang looked easy-going on the surface, but he was a veritable black heart. He drank some wine and was a little chaotic. He probably called the village chief and the so-called Demon Fan just to attract attention.

Of course, this is what the old village chief thinks, but only this group of merchants knows what Yin Chang's purpose is.

"I heard..." Yin Chang spoke with a long voice, thinking that he was very proud of the big shots scolding people:

"The Demon Fan has been making a lot of noise recently. Lingxia Village and Lingzi Village have been making trouble. Yin is well-known for the sacred Ji of Demon Fan along the way. Today, let Yin see how capable Mo Wang Fan is, and we merchants who can make trouble are obedient!"

Fan Zhuo raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but the old village chief pinched him back and put back the words that were about to blurt out.

The old village chief said with a smile:

"It's just some exaggerated rumors, Lord Yin doesn't have to listen to it!"

Yin Chang slapped the table and pointed at the old village chief and scolded him repeatedly:

"You old man, you talked repeatedly. Believe it or not, I kicked you into pieces and pieces? I'm looking for Demon Fan, not you, so I'll get out of here!"

If we talk about the only one in the village who can make Fan Zhuo honest, the only village chief is the village chief, which is related to his frequent care by the old village chief since childhood. Fan Zhuo is like this. He will be very polite to those he respects, just like he was treating Han Yu before, and he couldn't find any evil spirit. But when Yin Chang scolded the old village chief, Fan Zhuo couldn't help it and said with a very honest smile:

"Mr. Yin, why are you so angry? I'm skating about an old man? Demon Fan should be talking about me. I'm here, so come to me if I have anything to do."

This is also because foreign merchants do not understand Fan Zhuo, but the village chief knows that the more honest the child smiles and the more easy-going the child is, the more angry he is.

Such a restrained personality has become Fan Demon's signature and is also an extremely rare attitude towards things.

Fan Zhuo was active in his mind and felt that these merchants were so unreasonable and targeted him everywhere. Maybe he was using himself as his guide and had a different purpose!

If not, which idiot would become a merchant? And the merchants are all very smart, so naturally they will not offend anyone on the surface.

Even if you want to harm others, you will do it behind the scenes. After all, the world is ups and downs and people's hearts are sinister. How can you suddenly appear to be very self-supported? If you are idle, you will cause trouble?

Sure enough, Yin Chang's words made Fan Zhuo understand why they targeted themselves everywhere and showed ugly faces.

Yin Chang said with a smile on his face:

"Before, Demon Fan kicked in the door and disturbed us. Then, the village chief, you didn't consider your identity and kept talking to me because of disrespect to us. Yin is going to ask for an explanation! The "iron wood gourd" that Chen Erniu found in the mountains in your village was originally purchased at 100 taels of gold. Since Demon Fan was disturbed first, you will erase twenty taels of gold; then the village chief, you will be obstructed and disrespectful. I will give you fifty taels of gold!"

Fan Zhuo immediately understood that, indeed, targeting himself and the village chief was nothing more than this "iron wood gourd"!

Fan Zhuo also knows very well about the extremely precious thing of ironwood gourd. A few years ago, someone in the village found a plant in the mountains and sold it at an extremely high price. It is said that the ironwood gourd has extremely unique functions. The juice inside the gourd is diluted with water to quench the weapon created. The weapon will be extremely sharp and can even increase the level of the mortal-level weapon!

Although those who practice martial arts and immortality, even those who practice Taoism all have to use weapons, there are also very clear levels in the weapons, which are divided from low to high into: mortals, magical tools, spiritual tools, and immortal tools. Among these large levels, each level is divided into four small levels, namely: lower, middle, upper, and top level levels.

The juice in the iron wood gourd can actually increase a small level of the mortal utensil. That is to say, after a low-grade utensil is created, it can be quenched with the water diluted with the juice, and then it can reach the category of a medium-grade utensil. This shows the function of this iron wood gourd!

No wonder this merchant named Yinchang makes things so difficult for this thing!
Chapter completed!