Country Merry Little Village Doctor

"Tell me, tell me, you bastard!"

Pan Zhiwei slapped the man's face while cursing angrily, his voice getting louder and louder, as if the more he scolded, the more vigorous he became.

Seeing this scene, several villagers around glared at Pan Zhiwei with anger in their eyes, as if they wanted to rush up and beat Pan Zhiwei severely.

"Pan Zhiwei, you bastard, how dare you hit me, I will fight you!"

The man whose nose was bruised and face swollen from the beating yelled angrily, and rushed towards Pan Zhiwei.

"roll!"

Pan Zhiwei shouted.

His kick landed on the man's belly, and immediately, the man flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, fell to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

All of a sudden, all the villagers were dumbfounded.

Pan Zhiwei is so amazing!

This kick actually sent an ordinary person flying!

"it is good!"

Su Chen also couldn't help shouting "Hi", and looked at Pan Zhiwei appreciatively, this guy is really a Lianjiazi, and he is also a master of Lianjiazi.

"You... you wait, I will make you pay the price!"

The man who was kicked to the ground got up, burning with anger, and looked at Pan Zhiwei with gritted teeth.

He took it out of his arms, wiped off the blood on his face, wrapped a cloth around his wound, and ran away limping.

"Hmph, let's see how far you can escape."

Pan Zhiwei sneered.

He turned around, looked at the ancestral hall in the center of the village, with a sinister smile on his lips, and then strode into the ancestral hall.

The Southeast Asian woman followed behind and entered the ancestral hall together, and the people around dared not speak out.

Su Chen glanced at it, stroked his chin for a while and thought about it, carefully walked through the woods, and came to the shrine.

At this time, the ancestral hall was already full of villagers, everyone had expressions of grief, helplessness and anger on their faces, but no one dared to say anything.

Because they are not opponents at all.

"Hey, Pan Zhiwei, Pan Zhiwei, we have nothing to do, what else do you want to do?"

When Pan Zhiwei came to the gate of the ancestral hall, an old man in his 60s and [-]s sighed and shook his head.

"Pan Zhiwei, I tell you, stop messing around!"

"Pan Zhiwei, you are no longer a child. You have to think twice before you do things, and you can't make too big a mistake! Otherwise, you will get into trouble!"

An old man in his seventies, with silver hair, pale face, and a sickly appearance, but his voice was still very serious and majestic.

"Don't worry about my affairs."

Pan Zhiwei glanced at everyone, and said with a sneer, "It's best for you not to interfere in this matter, otherwise, don't blame me for driving you all out."

"You child, how do you talk! Have you forgotten Ning Cun's kindness to you? How can you repay your kindness?!"

When the seventy-year-old man heard Pan Zhiwei's words, he immediately flew into a rage.

"Humph!"

Pan Zhiwei snorted coldly, and said, "My parents died saving you, but now, you are repaying your kindness and revenge? You really deserve to be a group of wolf-hearted beasts!"

After finishing speaking, Pan Zhiwei turned and walked towards the door, ready to leave.

The death of Pan Zhiwei's parents really shamed the whole Ning Village. He has been thinking about this matter all the time, and has been looking for opportunities to take revenge, but he has never found an opportunity. Today, he finally caught it, and naturally he will not let it go!

"You unfilial son!"

The oldest old man flushed with anger and pointed at Pan Zhiwei, trembling all over.

Seeing this, the rest of the villagers gloated.

They have long disliked Pan Zhiwei, and now they finally have the opportunity to teach him a lesson. Is there any reason not to be happy?

"I'm not filial? Hehe! I see you are a bunch of wolves!"

Pan Zhiwei smiled sarcastically.

After speaking, he turned around and strode away.

"you......"

Hearing Pan Zhiwei's words, everyone was furious.

But he didn't dare to step forward to intercept him, so he could only stare at Pan Zhiwei angrily from behind, and kept cursing Pan Zhiwei.

Pan Zhiwei, as if he didn't hear it, left the ancestral hall directly.

Only the Southeast Asian woman took advantage of this time to hide, and the villagers seemed to be unable to see her.

"This......"

Su Chen was stunned.

Is this Pan Zhiwei warning the villagers?

His purpose is to borrow a knife to kill someone!

But this method seems to be useless, right?

Not only is it useless, but it may also cause more trouble!

Su Chen looked at the people in the ancestral hall, his eyes flashed with thought.

He couldn't figure out why Pan Zhiwei insisted on targeting the villagers.

However, he was too lazy to care.

The world was originally a meat of the weak.

As long as Pan Zhiwei does not offend the interests of the villagers, he will not interfere in this matter.

Su Chen thought, seeing that the surrounding villagers had left here one after another, the Southeast Asian woman got out, looked around carefully, and took out a scorched black and dry thing like a scorched monkey body from her arms, It was placed directly in front of the Pan Family Ancestral Hall.

He knelt down on the ground muttering words.

Wisps of black aura spread from the scorched black monkey corpse, and penetrated into the ancestral tablet of Ningcun's ancestral hall.

At this time, Su Chen had already transferred to another room.

Just as he entered the house, he saw a wooden box on the table.

There is also a piece of yellow talisman paper attached to the box.

"what?"

Su Chen looked at the yellow talisman paper on the table, picked it up curiously, and observed it carefully, but found nothing unusual.

"Could this be an exorcism talisman? Impossible. I clearly felt a faint resentment on the yellow talisman just now. There must be something wrong with this talisman!"

Su Chen muttered to himself.

However, Su Chen didn't care, and threw the talisman on the table.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, Su Chen noticed that there was a letter sandwiched beside the yellow talisman.

He picked up the letter and opened it.

These things are very special, especially copper bells.

The copper bell is an ancient traditional ornament, emerald green and crystal clear. Under the light, it shone with a deep light, exuding a strange feeling.

This copper bell should not be an ordinary copper bell, at least it is an antique level thing.

There is also a trace of ancient spiritual power on it.

"nice one!"

Su Chen was overjoyed, since Pan Zhiwei was going to deal with Shanhai Village, don't blame him for being rude.

He put it on his body without hesitation.

Seeing that there was no one around, he swished away.

"Who the hell took Lao Tzu's Soul Requiem Bell!!!"

When he just ran out of the ancestral hall, he heard a distressed cry behind him.