Leisurely mountain village

"I told you long ago not to come. Our village and the Japanese are truly irreconcilable enemies. Also, please don't let my uncle know, otherwise it will be difficult for them to leave the village."

“In a society governed by the rule of law, they’ve gone too far,” a county official said.

"Go ahead and say it to the old man's face, or I'll break your legs. You're lucky you're alive," the village chief said. "Get lost already. I told you last time, don't come back. Are you all out of your minds?"

“We are very sincere. As long as you sign, it’s 200 million per family, in cash,” the middle-aged Japanese man suddenly said in fluent Mandarin.

To be honest, the village chief was also tempted by the number, but he knew what he should and shouldn't do. "You'd better leave quickly. If my uncle finds out, you'll be in big trouble, even if you don't die. He wasn't home last time. Get out of here."

"I want to see what kind of troublemakers dare to beat up officials and foreign guests!" the man from the county town said angrily. If this deal went through, not to mention the benefits he had received in advance, the commission alone would be enough for him to live a carefree life.

"Stop talking, good luck to you all, the old man is here." When the village chief saw that Ye Huan's grandfather and Ye Huan had arrived, he knew it was too late. Everyone in the village knew about the old man's hatred for the Japanese.

"Uncle, I'll make them leave right away," the village chief said as he greeted Ye Huan and his grandson.

The old man ignored him and walked up to the group: "You're calling us troublemakers?"

"Sir, these are foreign guests. Aren't you being extremely rude?" the county official demanded.

The old man suddenly sprang to his feet, rushed over, and slapped the man to the ground. "Go back and tell Chu Fakui to bring men to arrest me."

The official, who had initially intended to hurl insults, fell silent upon hearing Chu Fakui's name.

The old man turned to the Japanese soldier Yamamoto and said, "Get out of here right now! If I ever see you in the village again, I'll break your legs."

Seeing this, Yamamoto frowned. This was troublesome. However, he could also tell that this old man wielded considerable power in this small mountain village, and his plans were probably doomed. He didn't dare to stay any longer and nodded, "I'll call him back immediately and leave."

Then an assistant took out a satellite phone, dialed the number, said a few words, and hung up.

The problem is that Ye Huan understood it, although not completely, but he grasped the basic meaning, since he had spent a long time studying on his own to watch movies.

He frowned because he had roughly understood what they were saying, but he didn't say anything and just looked at them.

About half an hour later, the group returned. Lu Huan glanced at the tools on their backs, saw that they had been used, frowned slightly, then relaxed his gaze and watched the group leave.

After Ye Wuju finished dealing with the matter, he looked at the large crowd around him and said, "Those of you who have forgotten the clan rules, go back and review them again, and then kneel in the ancestral hall for one night."

"Yes~" Some people lowered their heads. They had just heard that one house cost 200 million. It would be a lie to say they weren't tempted. But they didn't know that a 100-square-meter house in town now costs at least 100 million.

"If any of you families are unwilling to stay, you may leave on your own," Ye Wuju said to the families with different surnames.

"No, no." The elderly people hurriedly shook their heads. They had come here to escape war or famine, and it was the kindness of the Ye family's former patriarch who left them here.

The last family to arrive was a refugee from famine in the 1960s or 70s. The clan chief at that time was Ye Wuju's second uncle, who was also the grandfather of Ye Huan's second uncle. It was only because Ye Wuju's father went out to fight the Japanese and sacrificed his life that the clan chief was Ye Huan's great-grandfather.

Later, the clan leader returned it to Ye Wuju, and it remains his to this day.

"Hmph." Ye Wuju snorted coldly, looked at his own nephew, said nothing, and went back with Ye Huan. Village Chief Ye Daming was covered in a cold sweat.

After returning to her grandfather's house, Ye Huan, seeing that no one was around, told her grandfather what she had just overheard: "That's roughly what the Japanese soldier's subordinate said on the phone."

"Hmph, no wonder. How could a bunch of Japanese devils possibly want to develop a tourist attraction in our poor, remote place? Only those traitors would believe that." The old man snorted again after hearing this.

"And in the village, people's hearts are no longer united. This time it was because the other side was the Japanese. What if they send people from a Chinese company next time? How many people in the village will still listen to me? Sigh, I'm getting old. Then they'll say I'm blocking their path to wealth."

"Grandpa, don't worry. I've finally come back, and I won't give up this place. If that happens, I'll stop at nothing," Ye Huan said to his grandfather.

Ye Wuju looked at his grandson and smiled with relief: "When that day comes, I'll still be here for you, don't worry."

The grandfather and grandson smiled at each other. "Grandpa, I've sent Xiaobai to find the group that's been following them into the mountains. As long as I know the general area, I can find them. Hehe, even if they buy up all the villages on the other side of the mountain and spend a lot of money, they'll find nothing in the end. I'm really looking forward to it!" Ye Huan laughed.

"Be careful," Grandpa instructed.

"I know, Grandpa, don't worry." Ye Huan didn't want to tell his grandfather that he was a cultivator and that he had broken through to level ten last night, making him even more powerful.

Moreover, his space has expanded through his continuous efforts, now exceeding 1300 square meters, measuring 44 meters by 30 meters, with a height of approximately 20 meters, but the sky is gray and empty.

Although it takes some effort every day to harvest, sow seeds, and irrigate, it is already very effortless, requiring only a thought. Moreover, he discovered that in this space, he is the only god.

He can make Xiaobai levitate in the air, unable to move, not even a little bit, simply by using his telekinesis.

So he thought that if he ever encountered someone he couldn't beat, he could just bring them into his space and then defeat them in one fell swoop, thus adding some fertilizer to those trees.

After lunch, Ye Huan drove to the city to buy some high-end outdoor gear and some excavation equipment. Based on what he had heard, he felt it was worth the money.

Ye Huan had filled the car to the brim, but ended up putting everything into his spatial storage halfway through the journey. On his way back, he bought a lot of self-heating rice and some instant food in the county town.

"Is that Ye Huan?" Ye Huan, who was carrying a large bag of food and preparing to leave, heard someone call his name.

He turned his head and saw a tall and pretty woman, but he didn't recognize her.

He scratched his head. "It's me. Excuse me, who are you?"

"It really is you, haha, I knew it looked like you. You haven't changed much. I'm Xu Tingting, do you remember me?" the woman said with a smile.