We have all the space treasury in hand, so mere exile is nothing.

They had lined up and were ready to try, but Ye Zhuoyu remained silent and looked unhappy.

He was still worried about how many levels of skills he should use. Although Ye Qingran had the secret, he didn't want to really hurt these people. After all, he was about to go up the mountain to suppress the bandits. Wouldn't it be a waste to hurt them at this time? A main force?

But before he could think clearly, one of them had already stepped out and was about to start taking action.

"Wait a minute." Ye Zhuoyu hesitated again and again, but interrupted them.

They were puzzled: "What? Are you scared? What kind of man do you think you are if you back down before the fight even starts?"

Ye Zhuoyu shook his head: "No, I mean, you should go together."

"what?"

Hearing this, several people were shocked, "I didn't expect you to be so arrogant? I really underestimate you. Since you have proposed it, we will not refuse it. We just hope that you will not lose too ugly."

"bring it on."

Ye Zhuoyu asked them to attack together, mainly because he couldn't control the intensity. If there were many of them, he would be able to strike more freely without having to hide and tuck in, which was also a good thing.

But the opponent obviously didn't think so. They came forward with the idea of ​​victory, but they dispersed in one move.

"It seems too light..." Ye Zhuoyu murmured and began to adjust the strength of his attack.

He didn't use much skill in this palm, but looking at it this way, it seemed that there was no need to be so careful.

These men didn't believe that he could push all three of them away so easily, so they looked at each other and continued to charge forward.

This time, they also had some cooperation and began to attack from all directions, but the situation was worse than last time.

Ye Zhuoyu swept his legs and punched, and all three of them were knocked away. Now they couldn't even stand up.

"Ouch……"

"...It seems like you're trying too hard again."

Ye Zhuoyu scratched his head and thought for a long time but still didn't understand what kind of strength should be used.

Ye Qingran patted him on the shoulder: "I told you not to let it go. You are already flooded with water."

"This...can't really cripple them, right?" Ye Zhuoyu sighed, "This is fine."

Looking at the few men lying on the ground and unable to get up, Ye Qingran felt that they were almost done, so he asked: "This is just the beginning, are there any who are not convinced?"

As soon as she spoke, no one spoke up.

She continued: "Not only did my brother fight you without using all his strength, but he also used the same moves he just taught you. Now you still feel that he is not qualified to teach you?"

The villagers shook their heads: "I'm sorry, we underestimated him. Mr. Ye, please forgive me. We must study hard and never be careless."

Although they didn't know much about martial arts, Ye Zhuoyu's two moves just now were enough to open their eyes.

Those moves are very simple, but his speed and strength are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even people who don't know anything can see it, let alone those who have learned a few moves.

"It's not a shame to lose to my brother. As long as you study hard and practice well, sooner or later you will be as good as him, or even better than him. But if you are still so half-hearted when facing the bandits, then you will have to Lost your life.”

After telling them clearly, Ye Qingran planned to go home.

Her vegetable patch has not been finished yet, she just loosened the soil, and will need to deal with the soil and water quality later. If possible, she does not plan to use mountain spring water, after all, she is not in a hurry to eat it.

After processing the soil, she began to sow seeds. When she wanted to get water to irrigate the ground, she found that the previously clear stream had turned into a turbid gray-brown color, and she immediately frowned.

I thought this land was good, largely because the stream was clear and it was close and easy to get water from.

They even use the water in this creek for cooking, but now it suddenly became so turbid. I don't know why.

He turned around and saw Mr. Jiang coming out of the room, so he stepped forward and asked, "Mom, you have been at home. Have you seen how the stream turned turbid?"

Mrs. Jiang thought for a while and replied: "I didn't notice when it became muddy, but I seemed to see children playing in the mud there in the morning. Maybe it was because of this."

"I gonna go see."

With that said, Ye Qingran went out and walked upstream of the stream. As expected, two little boys were throwing mud into the water. She frowned and asked, "Why are you throwing mud into the water?"

She thought her tone was not bad. After all, they were just two five or six-year-old children. They wouldn't understand the truth if she told them, so she just asked.

Unexpectedly, they seemed to know that what they did was not a good thing. After seeing her, they didn't say a word and ran away with a guilty conscience.

She sighed, and after much thought, she felt that catching them would have no effect. It would treat the symptoms but not the root cause. It would be better to discuss protecting the water source with the village chief.

On the way out, Ye Qingran met Chu Qingyun, and they went to the village chief's house to discuss the water source issue.

After listening to their words, the village chief nodded: "This is indeed a big deal. The mud is small. If you throw other things into the water source in the future, it will be a disaster."

He asked, "Are the two children you are talking about five or six years old? They don't like to talk and run away when they see people?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

Ye Qingran was a little curious, but she hadn't said anything about the appearance of the two children yet.

The village chief sighed: "I have been in this village for decades, and there is no one in the village that I don't know. In addition, these two children are also naughty and mischievous children in the village. I guessed it was the two of them. Let's go. , I will take you to Wang Zhihuo’s home to ask for explanation.”

With that said, he took the two of them out and walked to the other end of the village.

This matter must be resolved. Among other things, Ye Qingran refused to give it away at the time. He had to pay for the land because he wanted to completely get the right to deal with the entire land. Now there is a problem. Raise it confidently and resolve it.

When he arrived at a wooden door with a statue of Guan Gong, the village chief stopped and started knocking on the door.

After knocking several times, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man walked out. He asked, "Village Chief? What's the matter?"

"Your children threw mud into the stream behind the village, making the entire water turbid. That stream is daily water for Ye Yatou's family, so we can't waste it."

After hearing this, Wang Zhihuo's eyes widened: "It's impossible. My child is obedient. He didn't go out much today. How could he throw mud around? You must have seen it wrong."

The village chief snorted: "You drink and sleep all day long, how can you know if your child is out? Stop making excuses and talk to your child."