I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 214 214. Old Zhang!Do you want a wife?

214. Return triumphantly!

This stupid system doesn't even have a manual.

But the rewards are really generous, and Zhang Fan is always pleasantly surprised.

[Achievements admired by thousands of people trigger special rewards, and attribute points are doubled]

[Rewards are issued successfully, I wish the host a happy life]

In an instant, Zhang Fan felt a hot current rushing all over his body, and his limbs and bones were filled with tingling pleasure and a powerful force that he had never felt before.

Originally, Zhang Fan's physical attribute value was a peak existence that surpassed the limit of human beings. Now it is directly doubled, which means that Zhang Fan has twice the life beyond the limit of human beings, twice the strength, and twice the charm...

And this is far from over, the system will continue to strengthen his body, maybe in the end he really has the hope of becoming a god-like existence.

But by that time, maybe his friends and relatives around him will not be around, right?

Thinking about those things now is too far away. Zhang Fan doesn't want to think too much. He will leave the future matters to the future.

"Okay! Everyone, get up quickly. My goal of going to Miao Village has been achieved. Now I should go back."

Zhang Fan said loudly, no matter how much he tried to explain that he was not a witch god, it was useless, he might as well just let them go.

The folks in the village thanked Zhang Fan again, and the old and young women and children supported each other to stand up.

"Look, it's not too late. The village is full of mountain roads. It's inconvenient to travel at night. You'd better go another day. A banquet will be held in the village tonight."

An old man stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Fan's arm to keep it. After all, Zhang Fan was still young. They could regard Zhang Fan as the reincarnation of a witch god, but they were embarrassed to worship Zhang Fan as a god.

Of course, if they really wanted that, Zhang Fan would not agree.

"This...we..." Zhang Fan wanted to refuse, but the villagers had already started to persuade him to stay.

Zhang Fan had no choice but to agree. Anyway, getting the Nine Leaf Chonglou went so smoothly this time, so there is no need to worry too much about the time.

The women and old people in the village were busy preparing a banquet for Zhang Fan, and the remaining young men stayed at Chen Ertuzi's house to help dispose of the poisonous insect's corpse, and... Liu Hongyi's corpse.

He used Desperate Gu twice, and without the Nine-leaf Chonglou to protect his heart veins, even the gods could not save him.

Most of the poisonous insects are high-quality medicinal materials. These poisonous insects bite each other to death. As long as they are dried and treated, they can be bought at a good price.

The selling price of these poisonous insects alone is enough for Chen Erbald to build another two-story building.

It's just that these poisonous insects need to be handled with extra care. If there are any poisonous insects that are not dead, it will be a big trouble to be bitten.

This time he survived a catastrophe, and just made a windfall of 80 yuan. Although Hua Linger was injured, he also solved Liu Hongyi, an unstable time bomb.

No matter how you think about it, this is a great joy.

Liu Hongyi made a lot of noise this time, but he failed to cause any damage to the village. After more than ten years of grievances between him and the village, many people's thoughts have changed a lot.

At that time, it was the elders of the ancestral hall who burned his mother to death, but now there is no ancestral hall, and there are no elders anymore.

Thinking back to the catastrophe that year, that child was just out of revenge, not to mention that he set fire and did not hurt anyone.

Even if he was wrong in every possible way, the folks in the village should not burn his mother to death.

Liu Hongyi is right, none of them are innocent.

What killed Liu Hongyi's mother was the old ideas and prejudices in the village.

Now that Liu Hongyi's tomb stands next to his mother's, right and wrong may not be so important.

Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, and the past goes with the wind.

……

It was night, and the village was brightly lit.

Hundreds of families gathered for a banquet, and the alley was empty for thousands of people. Zhang Fan and others were regarded as honored guests, and local specialties and Yuye fine wine were placed in front of them.

"May I ask, how old are you this year? Are you married?"

The village head in the village sat beside Zhang Fan, pouring him wine and asking Zhang Fan.

In the afternoon, the villagers in the village were all frightened, and the village chief also thought with the villagers that Zhang Fan was really some kind of witch god who came to the world.

But now that he calmed down and thought about it, he felt that the idea at that time was simply outrageous.

It is estimated that Zhang Fan is just a capable person who is proficient in some unimaginable methods, but if these methods can be kept in his village, it must be of great benefit.

There are many poisonous insects in the village, and many people die every year due to poisonous insect bites.

Zhang Fan's methods are not afraid of poisonous insects, and according to Chen Erbaluzi, Zhang Fan also understands Miao medicine. The complete inheritance of Miao medicine in their village has long been discontinued. Regardless of how Zhang Fan learned his skills, as long as he can make If Zhang Fan taught them what he knew, wouldn't the inheritance continue?
At that time, Miao doctors will apply for an intangible cultural heritage or something, which will be of great benefit to the development of tourism in the village.

"I'm 24 this year and I'm not married yet. My girlfriend and I plan to get married at the end of this year."

Zhang Fan picked up the wine glass and confessed to the village chief with a smile. He was unguarded and didn't know the village chief's "incomparably sinister" heart.

"Hahaha, you drink first, I'll make it easier for you."

The village head smiled triumphantly when he heard the words, nodded to Zhang Fan and stood up.

"This village chief is a bit interesting. He is a grown man and needs someone to accompany him when he goes to the toilet."

Li Liang raised his chopsticks and pointed at the village chief, gossiping to Zhang Wenhai beside him.

Zhang Wenhai was still obsessed with thinking about the rigorous scientific question of how Zhang Fan managed to exude so many kinds of aromas from his body, and he had no time to eat, let alone talk to Li Liang.

The banquet was held not far from Chen Erbald's home. At this time, he was sneakily dragged by the village head to his yard without a gate.

"Chen Pi, let me tell you something..." the village chief patted Chen Pi on the shoulder and said solemnly.

"What's the matter?" Bald Chen Er suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"That young man named Zhang Fan is not married yet. Don't you have a daughter in your family? Look, how about letting your daughter marry him and learn Miao medicine from him? You know..." the village chief said The calculation in his heart came.

"Everyone has a partner, isn't that appropriate?" Everyone in the village knew that Baldy Chen loved his daughter the most.

He, Chen Erbald, is also blessed. His daughter is as beautiful as a fairy, just like his wife when she was young.

Chen Erbald has worked hard all his life and is an out-and-out slave to his daughter. Asking him to marry his daughter off is like cutting his heart, and it is not easy to talk about it.

"What's the matter with someone? As good-looking as your daughter is, if someone has a partner, he's going to be dirty. As long as you nod, I'll tell him." The village chief persuaded.

"This..." Chen Erbald couldn't bear it, but he didn't want to refute the village chief's face face to face, so he could only reply: "I don't care about this matter, I have to ask the baby's mother, I can't make the decision."

"Ask Ling'er? That's easy to say. According to seniority, I'm her uncle, so I'll talk to her right now." Seeing that Chen Pi had no objection, the village chief smiled and walked into the house.

Hua Linger was recuperating at home and did not go to the banquet.

Standing outside the door, Chen Pi suddenly felt lost, remembering that he had praised Zhang Fan so much not long ago.

Suddenly, there is a ball of sadness...

(End of this chapter)