I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Today is Xiao Fubao's [-]-day feast, but there is a saying that I, Song Laizi, can't vomit, our town is today, who is thanks to it?

It's not the mayor, if it weren't for the mayor, we don't know what kind of hard life we ​​have!Do you think so? "

During the lively banquet.

Song Laizi's voice was bold and clear, he picked up a large bowl of wine and drank it down in one gulp.

The surrounding villagers nodded in agreement.

No one knows better than them how poor the village used to be.

At that time, many families had been busy for a year, and they could barely meet their food and clothing.

Now their corner town is the wealthiest town in Luoyang County.

Every household does not say how much money they have, but at least they will no longer go hungry, have enough food, and wear warm clothes.

And all thanks to one man.

That man is the mayor.

"But some people, after only a few days of good days, they forget how the good days came about!"

But at this moment, Song Laizi slowly shook his head and laughed at himself.

"Brother Song, what do you mean by this? Why do I hear something in the words?" A middle-aged strong man asked puzzled.

The guests around all turned their eyes to Song Laizi.

"It's not interesting, but I heard some things recently, saying that the reason why Xiao Fubao got that strange disease is because the mayor did too many immoral things, and he was punished!!"

"Do you think it's funny?"

Song Laizi waved his hands, as if telling a trivial joke.

But there was an uproar at the banquet.

"What? Which dog bastard is this? If you let me know who it is, I will break that dog bastard's legs!"

"Count me in, how many things the mayor has done for our village since he became the village chief, if they are all immoral things, they are also for our village!"

"Fuck off, if you don't know how to speak, just say one less thing. What do you mean the mayor did something immoral for our village? The mayor clearly did something good!"

The men at several tables slammed the tables and stood up one after another, with angry faces.

Followed by.

The banquet suddenly became chaotic, but everyone was angry that the mayor was slandered.

But if you are careful, you will find that from the beginning of Song Laizi's speech, to the backing up and booing, most of them are people from the extraordinary bodyguard bureau.

……

Bu Fan didn't know anything about the banquet.

Because at this moment, he was staring at Song Xiaochun with a leisurely demeanor.

Today, Song Xiaochun's family also came to congratulate, so Bu Fan invited Song Xiaochun's family to come to see Xiao Fubao in the house.

At this moment, Yang Yulan was smiling, hugging Xiao Fubao.

Little Fubao opened his eyes wide.

Although the eyes are dull and dull, but the long eyelashes, and the delicate and cute little face feel like a porcelain doll.

And there are two little heads beside Yang Yulan.

These two little heads are tiger-headed and tiger-headed, stretching out their long necks, looking curiously at the little Fubao in Yang Yulan's arms, who looks like his father with evil intentions.

Anyway, Bu Fan thought so.

"Miss, little Fubao looks so good-looking!!"

Jianbao raised his little head and looked at Xiaoxibao who was beside him. Laibao was not to be outdone, and nodded his little head desperately, showing a small appearance of approval.

"Of course, Xiao Fubao is the prettiest and cutest in the world!" Xiao Xibao's happy and proud little appearance is extraordinarily cute.

"Xiaochun, don't you still want to practice swordsmanship? You see it's getting late, so it's important to go home and practice swordsmanship quickly! You have to know that perseverance is the most important thing in everything, and only by making unremitting efforts can you go further in the way of swordsmanship !"

Bu Fan on the side held his hands behind his back and said softly beside Song Xiaochun.

"It's okay, nothing will happen if you don't practice for a day, and I remember you said before that proper rest is for better progress!"

A smile appeared on Song Xiaochun's stern face.

Bu Fan: "..."

Why does it feel like this bastard needs a beating?

The women in the room who knew the reason shook their heads helplessly.

The children tilted their heads and looked confused.

And Xiaoman sneered, a man is childish.

Fan Xiaolian at the side secretly glanced at Xiaoman, wondering, Miss Xiaoman, why did she suddenly laugh, but Miss Xiaoman's smile is really cool.

……

the other side.

A little boy about eight or nine years old stood by the canal, looking at the bustling place from a distance.

This little boy is none other than Linghebian.

Ling Hebian really wanted to attend Xiao Fubao's hundred-day banquet, but because Patriarch Ling was afraid that his identity would be discovered by the mayor, he told him not to attend.

"Boy Ling, I'm also doing it for your own good. Once the mayor discovers my identity, we'll have to finish the game!"

An old voice sounded in Ling Hebian's mind.

Ling Hebian didn't speak, but stared blankly in the direction of the mayor's house.

He didn't know if Ling Patriarch's identity was discovered by the mayor, they would be done with it, but one thing, he knew, Ling Patriarch would definitely be done with it.

And in the jade pendant worn on his chest by the Ling River, Patriarch Ling also looked at the mayor's house with fear in his eyes.

"roll roll roll"

But at this moment, there was a sound of wheels rolling.

Ling Hebian raised his eyes subconsciously.

I saw a luxurious carriage approaching slowly.

The carriage is drawn by two handsome horses.

Several people followed around the carriage.

These people have different costumes, including middle-aged scholars, burly men, and beautiful women.

And in front of the carriage sat two old men.

One was sloppy, with disheveled hair, like an old beggar, and the other, whom Ling Hebian knew, was Wang Changgui, who was called the old village chief by the townspeople.

Ling Hebian thought that these people also came to attend Xiao Fubao's [-]-day banquet.

After all, there are quite a few people in the town these two days.

But what Ling Hebian didn't know was.

When he saw the carriage, Patriarch Ling's eyes widened.

Because these people in front of them are not ordinary people.

Not to mention that the luxurious carriage is an innate spiritual treasure, let's say that the two steeds driving the carriage are actually the illusion of two demon saints.

Using a demon saint as a mount, even he who used to be an all-powerful in the world of cultivating immortals, has never been so proud.

You must know that the status of the demon saint in the demon clan is very important, and it is not easy to make a demon saint succumb to become a mount willingly.

And more importantly, the auras of the ordinary-looking people around the carriage are impressively of Mahayana cultivation.

When did the Mahayana realm become so worthless?

Can you meet so many casually in the world?

Patriarch Ling couldn't believe it.

At that time, his Mahayana cultivation base was the existence of the elders of the top sects, and he was also the ancestor of the sects of the middle cultivators.

Existences like this rarely walk in the world of cultivating immortals.

And this time.

The elders of these top sects and the ancestors of middle-class sects actually guarded the carriage like bodyguards.

Did it take 10 years?

The outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The mahayana period that used to be so high and terrifying has reached the point where there are so many dogs in the world of cultivating immortals?

"Perhaps Ling boy's choice of leaving the village is right!!"