In the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed. During this period, Shangguan Feiyu came quietly several times. She seemed to have forgotten her father's instructions. Every time they met, the two of them chatted happily, as if they had said no.

If it's finished.

The weather is getting warmer, and Shangguan Feiyu, who has taken off his cotton-padded clothes, already looks slim and graceful even though he is still young. As he walks around, the hem of his coarse cloth skirt moves with the wind, like a light and swaying lotus. You can imagine that when this girl grows up, she will definitely be a beautiful girl.

A great beauty.

On this day, Luo Yan went to the mountains to practice as usual. Just when he started kicking and beating wooden stakes, he suddenly saw thick smoke rising from the place where he lived down the mountain. He immediately realized that something was wrong and hurried down the mountain.

When he returned home, all he saw were burned wooden citrons and low walls, and the three huts had been reduced to ashes.

Outside the house, Shangguan Hong, Shangguan Feiyu and some villagers were carrying wooden barrels. Their faces were all black. At first glance, they knew they had been smoked while putting out the fire.

Village chief Huang Hanshan and his son Huang Yuntao were also among the crowd. Not only did their faces show no traces of smoke, they were also smiling, looking gloating.

Luo Yan thought that the jade pendant was still in the secret compartment beside the bed, so he ran inside desperately.

Shangguan Hong, who was standing in front of him, was worried that the collapsed roof would hurt him, so he hurriedly grabbed him.

"Yan'er, don't go in yet, it's dangerous inside."

Luo Yan wiped away his tears, clenched his fists, and glared at Huang Yuntao and his son. He probably guessed the cause of the fire.

The surrounding villagers were afraid that he would do something stupid, so they hurriedly gathered around him and deliberately separated him from the village chief. In fact, they understood what was going on and felt sad and angry for Luo Yan.

But there was nothing anyone could do. Everyone could only curse in their hearts, but did not dare to stand up and accuse. After all, the village chief was a monk in the foundation-building stage, and no one in the village could beat him.

In fact, everyone in the village knew that the village chief had long wanted the land of Luo Yan's house, and some even saw that Huang Yuntao deliberately set the fire.

But even so, they didn't dare to say it openly, otherwise they would be enemies of the village chief, and they would never be able to live peacefully in the village.

After a moment of silence, the village chief Huang Hanshan stepped forward and said: "Luo Yan, how could you be so careless and burn down the house with a fire? Now there is nothing. If you had listened to me years ago, you would have burned this house down."

If you give me a piece of land, what happened today wouldn't happen, right?

Now that the house is gone, this land cannot be left empty. Take a look at what is left inside and tidy it up. In three days, I will send someone to take over this place."

"Why! This is my home land!"

"Yours? Do you have the land deed certificate? Show it and let me see." The village chief sneered.

Luo Yan was stunned, remembering the land deed hidden under the bed, and instantly understood that the other party set fire to burn the land deed, so that he could legitimately take over the land.

"You...you go too far!" He gritted his teeth in hatred.

"You can't take it out, okay, seeing that your house has been burned down, as the village chief, I have to do something. I think you like to run to the back mountain, so I will allow you to build a hut or something on the mountain.

, I won’t charge you rent.”

After saying this, he led Huang Yuntao away without even looking at everyone's expressions.

"you……"

"Forget it, Yan'er, stop talking." Shangguan Hong shook his head and sighed: "Go and stay at my house first. I still have a side room there, but it's a bit shabby. You can live there for now."

"Brother Luo Yan, don't be sad, go to our house."

Shangguan Feiyu heard his father's words and came over to hold Luo Yan's arm.

Luo Yan stopped his tears and looked at the blackened low wall, then at the Shangguan father and daughter and the villagers who helped put out the fire. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said:

"Thank you to the folks today. I will remember the kindness of putting out the fire and will definitely repay you in the future.

Uncle Shangguan, sister Feiyu, I won’t bother you by going to your house. I’ll tidy up the place first and then spend time with my adoptive father. I’ll talk about the rest in a few days!”

When everyone saw what he said, they didn't know what to say. Then everyone dispersed, and in the end only Shangguan and his daughter were left.

Shangguan Hong opened his mouth several times to say something more, but finally endured it.

Finally, he comforted Luo Yan a few more words, saying that if he needed any help, he could go to him for help, then he took Shangguan Feiyu's little hand and left.

Feiyu wanted to stay, but Shangguanhong wouldn't let her. Her eyes were red from crying, and she was finally dragged away by her father.

After everyone left, Luo Yan stood in front of the burned house, thinking about everything that had happened in the past two years.

He had been oppressed by the village chief and his son for such a long time, and he had endured it again and again, but he didn't expect them to be so cruel. For their own selfishness, they even burned down his home...

How can I be a human being if I don't avenge this?

Looking at the house reduced to ashes, Luo Yan, who had calmed down, tightly held the broken sword left by his father with his hands in his sleeves, thinking about how to step into the immortal gate?

He knew very well that with his current self, he could not defeat Huang Yuntao and his son.

Only by stepping into the immortal gate and walking on the immortal road that countless people dream of can revenge be possible.

…

On the other side, Huyan Peiqing, who followed the golden light emitted by Thunderous Slash all the way to Wolong Ridge, has been searching in this vast mountain for more than two months, and has yet to find out what kind of power echoes the broken sword in his hand.

Just today, when she continued to search on the mountain, she suddenly saw a person running down the mountain in a distance. The thin back was actually the same as the one in linen and coarse clothes who had appeared in her dream before. He had a thin body and a wide forehead and nose.

He's a pretty calm young man, somewhat similar to him.

So she concealed her presence and followed quietly.

When she witnessed what happened in the village with her own eyes, her face turned livid with anger and her body trembled slightly. If it weren't for the agreement that people from the immortal world could not interfere with mortal affairs, she would have already taken action to punish the evildoers.

Huyan Peiqing endured the anger in her heart and watched everything silently from a distance.

…

"Luo Yan, are you hungry? This is the porridge and rice that mother asked you to bring to you. You can eat it while it's hot."

Luo Yan looked up and saw that the person who came was a young man with a sallow complexion. He was Li Xingwen from the village. His mother was a famous iron rooster in the village. At a glance, he knew that this meal was not given to him by his mother. He must have given his own share.

coming.

"Brother Xingwen, I'm not hungry, you can eat." Luo Yan declined.

Li Xingwen didn't say anything, put the bowl on the ground and sat next to him.

After a moment of silence, he glanced left and right, seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage, and whispered:

"Today I saw that bastard Huang Yuntao lighting a fire in your house. I was about to shout, but my mother covered my mouth and dragged me back home. She warned me repeatedly not to talk nonsense. I'm sorry, brother. You won't blame me, right?

"

Seeing Li Xingwen's guilty expression, Luo Yan felt warm in his heart and patted him on the shoulder:

"How could I blame you? Your mother did the right thing. The village chief is powerful. If you really come out to speak for me, you will definitely be made things difficult for me by the village chief's family in the future, so you shouldn't blame your aunt."

Only when you are at your lowest, can you know who is really good to you. At this moment, he is really happy to have a good friend like Li Xingwen who cares about him.

Not long after, Li Xingwen also went back, and Luo Yan was alone again in the east end of the village.
Chapter completed!