Heaven forced me to be a villain

In fact, Bo Li asked Tan Qiu to take the injury test just by chance, and he didn't expect too much, even whether he hit that person was a question mark, he said with certainty before, he just wanted to see Zhou Yang's reaction.Logically speaking, Tan Qiu can't easily make mistakes, but now that the facts are clearly in front of him, he can't help but not believe it.He still felt that there was something wrong with Zhou Yang, otherwise he would not be able to explain the inexplicable hostility towards him before, so he decided to ask Zhou Yang directly.

"I have a grudge against you?"

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, and said with a cold snort, "The entire Qingyan Sect has a grudge against me!"

"Then you have grudges against yourself, don't forget, you are also a member of the Qingyan Sect." Lin Yufan said softly.

"I'm trying my best! You know what a fart!" This man is really a bucket of gunpowder, and he can explode at a touch, but no one here takes him seriously and allows him to roar in the hall.

No one spoke in the hall for a while, and it was very quiet. Zhou Yang probably felt that the people present had nothing to say, so he showed a smug look on his face: "If you don't speak, you are guilty. I know it. I look down on you guys the most. A dignified and honest gentleman, he talks about saving people from fire and water, but he knows what he is doing behind his back."

Bo Li really admired this man's ability to talk to himself, with rich expressions and cadenced tone, even compared to storytellers, he may not have such a wonderful performance.

"It's a shameless one, I think it's just waiting to die." Feng Shulan smiled, and then said: "The food and clothing have been given by Qing Yanzong since you entered the sect. Aren't you ashamed of the subterfuge?"

"Am I ashamed? Heh, I'm not ashamed at all! You are the ones who should be ashamed! Have you ever been ashamed when burning, killing and looting were commonplace?"

"Bold! What nonsense are you talking about!" Lin Yufan couldn't sit still when he heard his words, and yelled at him loudly.

Zhou Yang was not afraid, and yelled at Lin Yufan with his neck straightened: "I'm talking nonsense? The dozens of people in Zhoujia Village are watching from the sky!"

Looking at the noisy scene in front of him, Tan Qiu finally stopped his mouth and said, "What dozens of people, explain clearly."

Zhou Yang looked around, scanned everyone's faces, lowered his head, the sadness in his eyes was about to overflow: "That was three years ago..."

three years ago.

Zhoujia Village.

The scorching sun caused cracks in the soil. This year is a dry year. It has not rained for almost three months. Even the lake in the village is almost dry.That lake was the water for the whole village. It hadn’t rained for three months, and the water in the lake could only go in and out. It can barely cover the little water at the bottom of the lake.

"Old Teng, take a break." The speaker put a towel on his shoulders, wiped his sweat with the towel indiscriminately, and said to the busy old man beside him.

Nearly [-] years old, Zhou Yuteng struggled with a hoe and dug a well at the foot of the mountain in the back sun. The villagers knew that the water in the lake would not last long, so they called the villagers to dig the well together.When choosing the site, they raised money and invited a Feng Shui master to come and see the place. The Feng Shui master said that it was a good place to dig a well due to the sun's back and low tide, so they started construction.

"Don't stop, the lake is about to dry up, if you don't dig out the water quickly, everyone in the village will suffer." The old man calmly explained the fact, "I'm an old bone, my grandson can't be in trouble Now, I have to make plans for him."

"Grandpa! What are you talking about! It's time to eat!"

The speaker was none other than Zhou Yang. Compared with three years later, he was a little more innocent, with a drawer for food hanging on his hand.

"Hey—come on!" As soon as he saw Zhou Yang, Zhou Yuteng smiled, and didn't mention what happened just now, "Yang'er, what did you learn from your husband today?"

Zhou Yang had already eaten in the house, and he took a sip from the big soup bowl: "Hey, it's the same ones, you don't understand even if I tell you."

The old man was not annoyed after hearing this, he was still smiling, and did not reply to Zhou Yang's words.

The sun was setting and the night was approaching. Everyone had already carried their hoes and took their families home. Zhou Yuteng was still digging. He always waited until it was dark before going back.

"Crack! Crack!" The sound of hoeing echoed in his ears one after another. He worked tirelessly, hoping to bring hope to the whole village with his own hands.

"Dang!" There was a crisp sound. Zhao Yuteng thought it was another stone, but he didn't care. He wanted to use a hoe to dig it open as usual, but he couldn't pry it.This was a mess, so he had no choice but to squat down and dig it with his hands, but after digging it twice, the thing actually glowed faintly. Zhao Yuteng was apprehensive, but also curious, he digged it twice again, only The light became more and more obvious, and finally illuminated his eyes.

It was a bone, a golden bone, glowing in the dark.Zhou Yuteng wanted to reach out to grab it, but after breaking it twice, he still couldn't pick up the bone, as if it weighed a thousand catties.He had no choice but to cover the thing with soil and bury it tightly before returning home.

When he returned to the village, no one had lit the lights in the house, and it was pitch black everywhere. He wondered if this kind of situation had happened before, and why there were so many strange things today.

He hurried to the door of his house, the little light calmed his heart a lot, he knew that his grandson was waiting for him at home.

"Yang'er, why are there no lights in the houses of the folks today?"

"A few immortals came to our village tonight, and they all went to see the immortals at the village chief's house. I'm waiting for you, and I want to see them too!" Zhou Yang ran away as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yuteng Shaking his head, he slowly turned off the lights, locked the door, and then went to the village chief's house at the head of the village.

The room in the village chief's house that was usually used for discussions was brightly lit at this time, and several handsome young men were sitting where the village chief usually sat. Only the person sitting in the middle is dressed differently from the others.Others are wearing white clothes with green dots, but the white clothes of the people seated are all decorated with gold.

"Everyone, we are the immortal cultivators of the Yanzong of the Qing Dynasty. We would like to spend the night here today. I hope you can agree."

The village chief threw himself on the ground, kowtowed, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, it is my blessing that the immortals can stay here! It's just that I have an unfeeling request, and I ask the immortals to fulfill it!"

When the others saw the village head's posture, they immediately understood that the village head wanted to ask these immortals for rain, and they immediately knelt down and told these immortals about the tragic situation in the village with tears in their eyes.

They were chattering, and those people understood. The leader stroked his hair and promised: "We can't do it, but... we can try to fill the lake in your village again. to sustain themselves for a period of time.”

As soon as the villagers agreed repeatedly, they wanted to kowtow again, but they were stopped by those who helped them back to their chairs.

They were relieved to be able to last for a while after filling up the lake. These days, they didn't even dare to take a big gulp of water. They just wet their lips to count as drinking water. This is good.

Zhou Yuteng was also very happy, but he was always uneasy. Is there really such a good thing in this world?