The White-Bone Demon of the Farm is as rich as a country

Chu Ning'an and Ru Yue's eyes met, and they instantly understood each other's thoughts. Chu Ning'an, smiling, walked steadily forward. When he reached the old man, he clasped his hands together, bowed respectfully, and then asked softly, "Uncle, may I ask what exactly happened here?"

When the surrounding villagers saw Chu Ning'an's handsome appearance and his polite and courteous demeanor, they immediately let down their guard against him.

The old man, in particular, was very enthusiastic and quickly replied, "Young master, you may not know that this land belongs to the manor in front." As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed towards the manor not far away so that Chu Ning'an could see more clearly.

He then continued, "It's over a hundred acres! I just don't know why, but in the last few days Zhou Paopi actually sent people to uproot all the rice seedlings in the field! Oh my, what a sin! He will surely be struck by lightning for doing such harm to the farmers."

Before he finished speaking, a young man who was watching the excitement nearby hurriedly lowered his voice to remind him, "Please keep your voice down. The Zhou family is not someone we can easily offend! If they hear what we are saying and tell the county magistrate, we will be in big trouble. I'm afraid we won't even know how we died!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd, which had been somewhat noisy, immediately became silent.

After all, everyone knows that the Zhou family's power and status are not something that ordinary people like them can compete with.

"Uncle, did you just say that the village head and the county magistrate are related?" Ru Yue blinked her bright eyes, pretending to be ignorant and naive, and asked innocently, "Even if he is the county magistrate, he can't just arrest people without reason, right?"

"Shh - little girl, don't say such things." The aunt quickly put her index finger to her lips, made a gesture of silence, then lowered her voice and whispered to Ru Yue, "The county magistrate here is the eldest master of the Zhou family. If anyone accidentally provokes the Zhou family, the consequences will be unimaginable!" After saying that, she looked around with lingering fear, as if she was afraid that someone would hear their conversation.

Hearing this, Ru Yue and Chu Ning'an looked at each other, and they already had some guesses in their minds: It seems that this incident is indeed aimed at them.

The two men hurriedly thanked the enthusiastic aunt, and then without wasting any time, they ran towards Zhuangzi.

When they arrived at the village, they were shocked by the scene before them. They saw several mule carts loaded with goods parked in the village, and a group of burly men were busy loading things onto the carts.

These things were all sorts of things, from heavy tables and chairs, huge cabinets, and even an enormous stone millstone; from small things like bedding, soft ornaments, and even the chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and other poultry and livestock raised in the yard, all were loaded onto the cart...

At this time, a middle-aged man with a goatee and a pointed face stood aside and shouted at the top of his voice: "Hurry up, take away everything that can be moved and taken away, even a small stick of firewood, it is not allowed to be left here! If you really can't take it away, just smash it and destroy it, and don't let those guys get away with it!" As he shouted, he waved the whip in his hand, looking very arrogant and domineering.

Chu Ningan sat steadily in the carriage, staring at the scene outside with a firm gaze.

He did not let Ru Yue get out of the car, but nodded slightly to An Er beside him.

Afterwards, the two of them got off the carriage together and walked straight towards Zhuangzi with steady and powerful steps.

Just as they were about to approach Zhuangzi, they happened to hear the words of the man with goatee.

Upon seeing this, An Er showed no sign of weakness. He immediately used his internal energy and shouted loudly, "The owner of the manor has arrived. Anyone who dares to move anything will be treated as a thief and taken to the government office for questioning!" His voice was loud and full of majesty.

This roar was like thunder, instantly shocking everyone present. Even the arrogant Goatee couldn't help but flinch, but after a moment, he quickly recovered.

When he saw that there were only two young men walking into the village, especially when he noticed that one of them looked like a well-mannered scholar, he suddenly felt more confident.

He immediately straightened his back, resumed his previous arrogant attitude, and walked towards Chu Ning'an and An Er with a swagger.

Walking closer, the man with a goatee glanced at Chu Ning'an, shaking his signature goatee, and said with disdain: "You say Zhuangzi is yours, so it's yours? I have been the head of the village here for decades, how could I not know?" After saying that, he crossed his arms across his chest, putting on a fearless look.

Facing the goatee's provocation, Chu Ning'an's expression remained calm. He slowly pulled out a piece of contract paper from his bosom, shook it gently, and said neither servilely nor arrogantly, "I have Zhuangzi's contract, written in black and white. Everything here is mine."

The goateed man's eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the contract in Chu Ning'an's hand. His feet moved like the wind, and he took two quick steps forward. In a flash, before anyone could react, he suddenly pounced on the contract in Chu Ning'an's hand like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey! This move was incredibly fierce, clearly using all his strength, as if he was determined to get it.

However, to everyone's surprise, facing such a swift attack, Chu Ning'an simply sidestepped slightly, easily dodging Goatee's move. Goatee, having used too much force, couldn't control his momentum and fell forward, landing hard on his back, looking utterly miserable.

"What? Do you want to rob the contract?" Chu Ning'an crossed his arms over his chest, looking down coldly at the goateed man lying on the ground with blood at his mouth. His voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air.

His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain, and he continued to question, "Are you trying to destroy the contract so that there will be no evidence?"

Goatbeard was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that Chu Ning'an could see through his thoughts like this. But since things had come to this point, he simply gave up and sat down on the ground without getting up.

He raised his head, staring at Chu Ning'an with an extremely sinister look, and said with gritted teeth, "Humph! So what if I want to destroy the contract? This belongs to our Zhou family. How can you, a nameless person, touch it?"

At this moment, the man with the goatee still held onto a glimmer of hope. He looked the master and servant before him up and down, and no matter how he looked at them, he felt they were just two people with no background. If he could destroy the deed and then file a complaint with the county magistrate, he would surely be able to easily put these two men to death and thus save his aunt's dowry farm.

Thinking of this, he became even more unscrupulous and threatened viciously: "If you know what's good for you, hand over the deed quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!"

"An Er, go to Yingzhou Prefecture quickly and ask Lord Tan why the farm I purchased requires the approval of the Zhou family before I can use it? Is this the rule of Yingzhou Prefecture?" Chu Ning'an didn't take the goateed man beside him seriously at all. He turned around and shouted to An Er with a gloomy face.

There was a frightening sense of danger in his tone. No one knew that he had never met Prefect Tan and was just taking advantage of the power of others.

The man with the goatee saw that Chu Ning'an actually bypassed County Magistrate Zhou and went directly to the prefect to argue, and he suddenly became panicked.

His green bean-sized eyes darted around rapidly, as if he were concocting some wicked scheme. Suddenly, as if struck by a brilliant idea, he slumped to the ground, slapping his hands and wailing at the top of his lungs: "Oh my god, this is terrible! Someone's dead! You can take over the farm if you want, but why are you hitting people for no reason? Are there any laws?" He roared and rolled on the ground like a puddle of mud.

His shameless and dishonest behavior made Chu Ning'an and An Er frown and their eyes felt so stinging.

He suddenly let out a shrill howl, which sounded like the cry of a night owl or the roar of an evil ghost. The sudden sound made the group of burly men who were busy moving tremble all over and were terrified.

His face was covered with a mixture of saliva and blood. He looked horrible and disgusting.

The people present were not stupid. They knew very well that the official title of the prefect was much higher than that of a small county magistrate.

Faced with such a scene, no one dared to act rashly for a moment.

Seeing that his shouting had successfully intimidated these people, Chu Ning'an decided to strike while the iron was hot. He shouted sternly, "Move these things back to where you moved them from right now! As long as you do as I say, today's incident will be over, and I will forgive you. However, if anyone dares to disobey my orders, hmph... then don't blame me for being ruthless and ungrateful. I will send you all to the government jail to eat!"