In those years, the cultivators we cut together

"Have you heard? A few little dolls have come, and it is said that they killed many zombies along the way to come to our village."

"Hey, it can't be a fairy from Quanzhen, can it?"

"Uh...it doesn't seem to be. It seems that a passing fairy found zombies in our village and came to help us. Now they are all at the village head's house, and many people have gone to see them."

"Let's go, let's go, let's go too."

In an earthen house in Zhoujia Village, Lin Xiaolu hugged Shuai Shuai Ya, Jiang Ning, Wugou, and Shangguan Pomegranate sat around a table of eight immortals, listening to the kind-hearted old man in front of him tell about the zombie.

Jiang Ning and Wugou listened very seriously, but Lin Xiaolu and Shangguan Shiliu had no patience. The two of them looked east and west, and listened to the villagers who peeked outside the door talking about them.

Shangguan Shiliu noticed that many villagers had gathered outside the door, and they all looked at him and Jiang Ning with strange eyes, but Jiang Ning was talking to the village chief with his back to them, so he didn't notice.

Lin Xiaolu also noticed this situation. It seems that most of the people in this village are men. They are looking at Huadie and Jiang Ning with green eyes at the moment. He thinks these people are quite discerning. They are both ugly.

"Several Shangxians can stay here first, and then deal with zombies tomorrow. On behalf of the villagers, this old man expresses his gratitude to several Shangxians."

"You don't need to be too polite." Jiang Ning quickly helped the village chief who was leaning on crutches and bowed, and said softly: "The three of them are immortals. I am just like you, and I am just a mortal."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers watching outside the door became commotion again, and many of them set their eyes on Jiang Ning's graceful back, looking up and down repeatedly.

Lin Xiaolu naturally had a panoramic view of all this. He felt that Aning was too honest and didn't know how to pretend. After saying that she was a mortal, the villagers immediately looked down on her.

The village head's house is quite big, although simple, but clean and tidy, several young people lived in this way, Lin Xiaolu shared a room with Wugou, Jiang Ning shared a room with Shangguan Pomegranate.

The few people ran around all night, but they didn't sleep well. Soon after using the Xichen Pill, they fell into a deep sleep and had nothing to say all night.

On the second day, the sky in the village was still pitch black. Lin Xiaolu was woken up early in the morning by the sound of Wugou chanting sutras. He raised his hand angrily to slap him on the head. , and I am not ashamed to shoot.

There is a small courtyard outside the earthen house of the village chief's house. The boy who was awakened had no intention of going back to sleep, so he simply got up and got out of bed, used the Xichen Pill, and went out, taking a stride in the small courtyard.

However, not long after the piercing, he saw a villager in coarse sackcloth, about 30 years old, appearing on the dirt road beside him, looking at him curiously.

He glanced at the villager, ignored him, and continued to stride, but after a while, two more villagers came and looked at him curiously.

He glanced at these adults angrily, and said fiercely: "What are you looking at?"

Several villagers seemed to be a little curious about him as the "Little Shangxian", and there was not much awe on their faces. One of the villagers said directly:

"Shangxian, yesterday the villain saw Shangxian talking with the village chief, and a girl said that she is also a mortal."

"Oh, you said Ah Ning, yes, what's the matter?"

"Shangxian, where is that girl from? We admire her very much." Another villager asked impatiently.

Lin Xiaolu didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and replied directly: "A'Ning is from Datang, a country far away, and I have never been to it."

Several villagers saw that Lin Xiaolu didn't look as scary as they imagined, and they were young, so they were excited and asked again: "Little Shangxian, does that girl have a marriage?"

"Marriage?"

Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze, "A-Ning is only 14 years old, and he is only one year older than me, so where is the marriage?"

"14 years old? Not too young, not too young."

"Yes, many girls in our village get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen."

On the dirt road, more and more villagers gathered, and each of them began to talk about it, which made Lin Xiaolu's doubts deeper and deeper.

After a while, he looked at the many villagers who were two or three rounds older than himself, and hesitated slightly:

"You...you don't want to marry Aning, do you?"

The villagers didn't deny it either, and one of the bearded bearded people rubbed their hands together and said with a smile: "Hey, don't blame the little Shangxian, our village is a famous village of bachelors, and everyone can't get a wife. , everyone is naturally itchy."

Everyone saw that Lin Xiaolu seemed to have a good temper, so the chatter box was completely opened up, and everyone chatted in a hurry.

A man who was old enough to be Lin Xiaolu's father in the field even smacked his lips and said, "Old man, I have lived for more than 40 years, and this is the first time I see such a juicy girl. It would be great if I could give birth to a baby for me."

"That's right, those girls kidnapped by Renyazi are much prettier."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiaolu felt a little uncomfortable. He could barely accept the previous few words, but now what these villagers said became more and more unsightly.

Based on the principle that he should not bully ordinary people, Lin Xiaolu reminded these people: "We are here to deal with the zombies to save you, and we will leave after dealing with the zombies."

"It's nothing to be a Shangxian." A villager said with a smile: "That girl is not an ordinary person. It's useless for you to take her with you. Turn around and ask her if you want to marry her."

"That's right, Shangxian, as a mortal, how can that girl stay with you? Is she your servant?"

Lin Xiaolu: ...

He is really angry, these people must be sick!Crazy for wanting to marry a wife?

"A-Ning is not my servant, but my friend."

"Stop talking, we're just here to deal with zombies."

Two somewhat rude words were released, but the villagers still didn't take it seriously, as if they only regarded him as an ordinary kid with some skills, and continued to discuss Jiang Ning's figure by themselves.

Someone even said: "If you can sleep with such a beautiful girl for one night, it is really worth dying, it is better than dying here."

Lin Xiaolu was completely stunned when he heard this, he froze in place for a while, having never been exposed to such a thing.

He could see that these people didn't seem to be in awe of immortals at all. They seemed to only care about whether they could marry a wife and have children.

And just when he was so dazed that he couldn't add any more, the petite Shangguan Pomegranate suddenly came out of the room with two buns in his hair and wearing a colorful flower skirt.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of all men. Dozens of men stared at her, a 12-year-old girl. That scene made Lin Xiaolu feel uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it.

Shangguan Pomegranate approached Lin Xiaolu pretty, cast a glance at him, and snorted disdainfully:

"You are so arrogant to powerful monks, you can draw your sword at every turn, why are you so weak to these common people who don't know how to live or die?"

Lin Xiaolu scratched his head, embarrassed and at a loss.

After Shangguan Pomegranate snorted lightly, he sneered like a little devil in the face of the villagers with green eyes:

"From now on, if any guy belittles Miss Ben and Jiang Ning again, even if he just takes a look or makes a comment, Miss Ben will goug out his eyeballs.

Gouging out the eyes and cutting the tongue, chopping off the tongue, chopping off the hands, chopping off the hands, chopping off the legs, chopping off the legs, chopping off the younger brother, and chopping off the younger brother’s soul!

Didn't you say that death is worth it?

Well, this lady will make your life worse than death.

Let you not even cast a reincarnation! "

After finishing her harsh words, she raised her small chin and glanced at all the villagers domineeringly:

"Who wants to try?"