Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Yun Zhixia beat and scolded Master Qian, and launched a crazy attack on him, making him wail in pain.

"Stop it, stop it!"

"Zheng'er, please save your father!"

Mr. Qian's face was covered in bruises, and his two small eyes turned into panda eyes, looking extremely funny.

Qian Si was watching from the side, terrified, and felt a toothache. When he heard Master Qian's cry for help, he hurried over and tried to pull Yun Zhixia up.

"Zhizhi, why don't you take a rest?"

"Okay, I'm tired too!"

Yun Zhixia stood up, shook her hands, and suddenly looked at Master Qian with some disgust.

"Master Qian, you are really tough and resistant to beatings. My hands are hurting from beatings."

"Zhizhi, please bear with it for a while."

Qian Sizheng thought about it, tore a small piece from the tablecloth beside him, then walked to the ice basin and took a few ice cubes to put in.

"Zhizhi, come and apply it."

Qian Sizheng took the simple ice pack he had made and slowly applied it to Yun Zhixia's hand. He looked so serious as if Yun Zhixia had suffered many injuries.

Master Qian, who was watching silently at the side, felt a little angry. He didn't feel sorry for himself even though he was beaten like this by this dead girl. Instead, he felt sorry for this dead girl!

It turns out that if it’s not your own seed, you can’t raise it to maturity!

Yun Zhixia looked at Qian Sizheng with a gentle face and felt a little embarrassed. She wanted to reach out and scratch her head, but was stopped by him.

"Don't move, keep applying it for a while."

"Oh……"

"That's enough, what are you doing sneaking into my house in the middle of the night?!"

Master Qian couldn't bear to watch it any longer. These two people were going too far!

He actually pretended that he didn't exist!

After hearing what happened behind Master Qian's scenes, Yun Zhixia took the ice pack and motioned Qian Sizheng to go and interrogate him.

Qian Sizheng looked at Mr. Qian who was furious in front of him, took a deep breath, moved his lips, and asked the doubts buried in his heart.

"Dad, I want to know where my mother is buried?"

"Please tell me, Dad!"

Upon hearing this, the already angry Mr. Qian's expression changed, and his fat face became gloomy and terrifying.

"Don't mention that bitch anymore, and I won't let you worship her!"

"Why?!"

Qian Sizheng couldn't believe that his own father would insult his mother like that!

"Don't ask any more questions. Get out of here with this damn girl!"

"I can pretend that what happened tonight never happened!"

Mr. Qian waved his sleeves, looking as if he didn't want to get involved any further.

Qian Sizheng had a sad face. Thinking of the beautiful woman deep in his memory, he became unwilling to give up.

Qian Sizheng lifted his robe with his right hand, knelt on the ground with a plop, and begged in a trembling voice.

"Dad, I beg you, just tell me!"

"As a son, I have not been able to pay homage to my mother over the years. Please have some mercy on me!"

After saying this, Qian Sizheng put his hands on the ground and began to kowtow.

bang bang bang...

One, two, three...

If it were an ordinary family, they would have softened their hearts long ago, but Mr. Qian is not a kind-hearted person.

The more Qian Sizheng felt this way, the more relieved he felt besides being angry.

Dare to hit me?

If you have the guts, don’t kneel down and beg me!

Just when Mr. Qian was looking very proud, Yun Zhixia was so angry when she saw his expression.

"Get up and watch me!"

Yun Zhixia pulled Qian Sizheng up, asked him to sit on a stool, and stuffed the ice pack into him.

"Take it yourself!"

After saying that, Yun Zhixia clapped her hands, and the door suddenly opened. Before Master Qian could show a happy smile, a fat man rushed towards Master Qian.

thump!

Mr. Qian was hit directly. He fell to the ground and hit his head hard on the corner of the bed. He felt a sharp pain in his heart and was almost killed!

"Oh, who the hell is that?"

"Dad, it's me!"

Two voices sounded at the same time. Mr. Qian heard the familiar voices, looked up suddenly, and met Qian Siqi's eyes.

"Qi'er, why are you here?"

"Dad, I was sleeping soundly when a crow caught me here."

"Nonsense! How can a crow drag you?!"

Mr. Qian didn't believe it at all. Crows catching people? Isn't this just a fantasy, a fabricated thing? !

"Dad, I really didn't lie!"

Seeing that Mr. Qian didn't believe him, Qian Siqi felt a little aggrieved. He was telling the truth!

clap clap clap...

At this moment, Yun Zhixia clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention.

Yun Zhixia was seen sitting on the table, with a pitch-black crow standing on his shoulder, its two golden eyes shining in the dark.

"Now that everyone is here, let's play a game."

"From now on, we're going to play a game where I ask questions and you answer them. As long as Mr. Qian can't answer the question, this fat pig will lose a piece of meat!"

"Okay, now the game begins!"

Yun Zhixia clenched her hands into a cylinder and made two funny sounds.

"First question, where is my uncle's biological mother buried?"

"I have no idea!"

Master Qian stiffened his neck and refused to answer. He didn't believe that a little girl like Yun Zhixia would dare to do anything out of line.

"Very good, little crow, you go!"

Following Yun Zhixia's scream of shock, Wu Jin flapped its wings and flew towards Qian Siqi, poking his sharp beak directly at him.

"Ah, it hurts so much!"

Qian Siqi's body was shaking with pain, the fat on his fat face was quivering, and he was rolling on the ground.

pat...

Several people saw Wu Jin spit out a large piece of meat from his mouth, and it fell to the ground bloody.

!!!

Mr. Qian and Qian Sizheng were both surprised. They both thought that Yun Zhixia was just talking, but they didn't expect that she was serious!

"Where is his biological mother buried?"

Yun Zhixia sat on the table, her two short legs swinging back and forth. From the outside, she looked like a naive little girl.

But when seeing Qian Siqi screaming on the ground, no one present dared to treat Yun Zhixia as a child.

"I'll count from ten to one. If Mr. Qian doesn't say anything, this fat pig will still be the one in trouble."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The sound of Yun Zhixia counting was like a death knell, and Mr. Qian was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

"Five, four, one!"

As soon as Yun Zhixia finished speaking, Wu Jin appeared again, and this time he bit off a piece of flesh from Qian Siqi's arm.

Qian Siqi's whole body trembled in pain, and he couldn't help but urge Master Qian, with a tearful tone in his voice.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Tell her quickly that your son doesn't want to be hurt again. It hurts so much..."

Looking at the bloody wounds on Qian Siqi's body, Mr. Qian could no longer sit still. He questioned Yun Zhixia with red eyes.

"We agreed to count from ten to one, why didn't you say two and three?!"

Hearing this, the smile on Yun Zhixia's face slowly disappeared, and she couldn't help but sneer.

"I make the rules, you just have to follow them!"

"Understand?"

"One last time, where is Qian Sizheng's biological mother buried?"

Master Qian also got angry. He stared at Yun Zhixia fiercely and gave up.

"I have no idea!"