The eight villains who wanted to abuse me all fell in love with me

Zhang Xinghe actually wanted to talk coquettishly and go back!

For example: "Then let's have a competition, do you dare to come?"

Another example: "If I help you and you help me, who will take longer?"

Another example: "That's because I don't have a date right now. Come here, and I'll let you try for yourself if I can do it."

……

However, it is not appropriate to say it.

Zhang Xinghe still remembered that night.

His rough cloth bunt only showed a small part of his arm, which was spotted by Li Qiankun. Li Qiankun's eyes at that time——

It seemed to have turned into a puddle of water, trying to wrap around his arm.

Zhang Xinghe didn't dare to farm with him that night, so he went back to sleep first.

It also made him dare not make the sleeves too short for the new clothes he hired to sew!

The kind to cover your wrists!

If he took the initiative to talk coquettishly, in case Li Qiankun's fake show was real——

The picture must be beautiful, but is it worth it?

Farewell. Farewell.

I endured it.

They have only met for a few days, and there is no love between them.

Li Qiankun thought he couldn't do it anymore, he should have to prove that he is good at it.

But, on the other hand, this is also a good thing.

Li Qiankun should not come to seduce him again.

Zhang Xinghe heard that Li Qiankun had indeed gone out, so he quickly stood up and got dressed.Just as he was planning to visit the two wounded who got into a fight today, Zhang Xinghe suddenly stopped in his tracks.

On the outside, the difference between the man and Shuang'er, as far as the little red flower on the forehead is concerned, is no different to Zhang Xinghe, so Zhang Xinghe can't tell the difference, so he made the praise of Zhang Zhanyue before. Handsome turned out to be the mistake of molesting him.

He is a man, and it is not appropriate to visit Shuang'er at night, even if that Shuang'er is injured.

Just like Li Qiankun, a man who is secretly a double, suddenly barging in to take his clothes is inappropriate!

So Zhang Xinghe decided not to go in person, and sent his servant to visit, and arrange the farming schedule by the way.

Although Zhang Zhanyue has eight times the labor force, it is difficult to find someone to replace them all, but it is also inconvenient to arrange to continue farming.

With a green, red and swollen face, Zhang Zhanyue, who loves beauty so much, if other Shuang'er farmers saw him, said it, or pointed at him with his eyes, Zhang Zhanyue would feel uncomfortable on the one hand, and on the other hand, it might cause Another one-sided beating.

It's better not to be seen.

Zhang Xinghe arranged for Zhang Zhanyue to clean up the mess in his yard.

As for farming, first let the little steward of the farm arrange manpower to replace them, and give extra money to those who work more.

And the eight times the wages that were supposed to be paid to Zhang Zhanyue——

Just ruthlessly deducted.

It also prevents Zhang Zhanyue from going out to buy flour and rouge, and dressing herself up like a flower and jade.

_(:з」∠)_

……

The small farming steward ordered by Zhang Xinghe, and Dou Facai, the boy in charge of Xinghe, went to visit the two wounded.

Xie Wuya's side room was not allowed to enter at all, only the clean food box was pushed out, it seemed that the blood-enriching medicinal food had been eaten clean.

As for Zhang Zhanyue——

For the time being, Zhang Zhanyue accepts the lack of wages well. With a green face covered with ointment, he specially told Dou Facai: "It doesn't matter if my wages are deducted here, but Xiaoxie's wages as a guard are just fine." Don't hold it back, it's all on my head."

The young Dou Facai was so moved by Zhang Zhanyue's words that he almost cried. He sighed and said, "Brother Bawan, he beat you into a pig—"

Dou Facai and the manager of the farm have been told to praise Bawan Zhuang for his handsomeness. They are all beautiful laborers who work together as long-term workers. It is already painful for Bawan Zhuang to be beaten in the face. We must not say that he is not good-looking , Judging by appearances.

Dou Facai remembered Zhang Xinghe's instructions, and quickly changed his words: "I beat you into a plump and handsome face, um, I beat you anyway, but you, Brother Bawan, actually want to help him pay off his debts. Heart, it's really touching!"

Zhang Zhanyue, who was highly praised by Xiao Shuang'er, was a little embarrassed. He waved his hand and said casually: "It's nothing. Xiao Xie's illness is more terrifying. It's better not to provoke him."

Zhang Zhanyue was not angry on Xie Wuya's behalf, a bit resentful that iron can't be made into steel.

If you are a twin, you should be like him, practice martial arts diligently, cut the sun and cut the moon, destroy the Ming country, and make great achievements!

Xiao Xie is a master of martial arts, shedding blood and tears for a bastard man is nothing.

No, he had a headache again.

Zhang Zhanyue frowned and touched the back of her head, and invited Dou Facai and the little steward out.

……

Dou Facai came out of Zhang Zhanyue's room, still feeling moved.

He couldn't help but sighed to the little steward who was in charge of farming: "Brother Bawan looks extremely ugly, but he also looks very vicious, but unexpectedly, he is ugly but kind-hearted!"

"Hush—keep your voice down, the young master said it, and all kind-hearted people will say that he is good-looking! So that Bawan won't be sad."

Dou Facai nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Okay, okay, let me say it again, brother Bawan is kind-hearted!"

……

For the next few days, Zhang Xinghe thought that everyone would stay amicable and stay out of trouble, but unexpectedly, the three villains did the same thing every day!

Especially Xie Wuya.

Xie Wuya was injured and escaped, Zhang Xinghe thought he would not show up until he recovered from his injury, who knew——

During the daytime of the next day, Zhang Xinghe was just about to go out to draw a picture at the Shennong Temple, when Xie Wuya suddenly appeared miraculously like a phantom.

Xie Wuya dragged his long sword and stepped forward wearing a battle armor covered with black scales.

On his battle armor, the neckline, shoulder armor, and girdle are all lined with gold threads. He is wearing a gold thread and black scale battle armor, which looks very luxurious and looks like a killing god from hell. Among them, full of evil spirits.

The long black hair was neatly tied behind the head by a golden hair crown, and the black mask covered most of Xie Wuya's face, but even though his face was covered with the mask, when the mask was close to his face, the tip of Xie Wuya's nose The silhouette is still exquisite and moving.

Where the mask wasn't covering, Xie Wuya showed a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the fundus of the peach blossom eyes turned red, which seemed to be the result of the burst of bloodshot eyes yesterday.

Zhang Xinghe saw Xie Wuya's eyes open with reddened whites, and hurriedly said: "You go and have a rest?"

Xie Wuya's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't take a step back: "I have to follow you."

Said, Xie Wuya swept Zhang Xinghe's official robe with red eyes, and asked curiously: "Are you still an official?"

It seems that Xie Wuya doesn't remember how this idle job came about.

Zhang Xinghe knew it would be difficult to persuade him, so he said: "Well, I'm a small official in charge of the field. Have you eaten breakfast? The kitchen should have cooked breakfast not so early."

Xie Wuya shook his head.

When Huamao was Mao, Zhang Xinghe got up late, that is, got up at [-]:[-] in the morning, went to Shennong Temple to sign in, and went to have breakfast by the way, and then took care of the little Miaomiao in the sweet potato field there.Most of the farmers in the farm get up to work at the hour of the day, and the steamed buns for the farmers in the kitchen are not ready until seven or eight o'clock, which is not as early as Maoshi.

Anyway, Xie Wuya has no buns to eat here, so Zhang Xinghe said: "Then you and I will go to Shennong Temple together, and then have breakfast together?"

Xie Wuya replied softly: "Yes."

Before leaving the gate of the farm, Zhang Xinghe asked, "Does your wound hurt when you walk?"

Xie Wuya insisted, "No wound."

Said, Xie Wuya also rolled up his sleeves, and showed Zhang Xinghe a piece of snow-white arm.

On this arm, there are fresh and tender pink scars intertwined, all of which are healed marks, and there is indeed no blood.

However, Xie Wuya had an internal injury!

The external wound has healed, but it does not mean that the internal internal organs, muscles and skin have all healed!

Horses are very expensive, and there are no horses in the farm, so Zhang Xinghe got a small donkey cart, he pulled a little black donkey, and the little black donkey pulled a flat two-wheeled cart, and asked Xie Wuya to sit on it, so as not to His running around caused internal injuries.

Xie Wuya, who was wearing a luxurious battle robe with gold silk and black scales: "..."

Xie Wuya immediately refused: "No, the car is too ugly and I won't sit in it."

Yes, that flatbed donkey cart is usually used to pull goods into the city. The flatbed cart only has two flatbeds and doesn't even have a wall. It must be incomparable to the gorgeous carriage that Xie Wuya and Xie's family had before.

Xie Wuya glanced at the humble donkey cart, sighed, and stared at Zhang Xinghe with extremely sad and regretful eyes. Even though he was injured and wore a mask, his little mouth was still very good at babbling: "Without me, you're so stupid, and you really did a miserable job. You don't even have a decent carriage. You have to take this kind of weather-beaten donkey cart to Huamao."

Zhang Xinghe said: "No, I usually walk to paint."

Xie Wuya's eyes became even more distressed: "After losing me, you don't even want to ride in a donkey cart! The money I saved for you before!"

Zhang Xinghe was silent for a while, he didn't know anything about Yinzi at all, so he could only speculate in a low voice: "Bought it, Tianzhuang?"

Xie Wuya is heartbroken!

He clapped his palms on the spot twice, and after a short while, a magnificent carriage painted with gold paint on a black background rumbled over from the road and stopped in front of Zhang Xinghe's farm.

The black horse driving the car was a handsome man, and the driver, also wearing a black robe and a mask, was pulling a black car with awe-inspiring aura, as if some mysterious killer organization.

The carriage arrived and stopped by the side of the road. The man in black jumped out of the carriage, knelt down on one knee without saying a word, and saluted Xie Wuya.

Xie Wuya ignored the man who was kneeling down, he lifted his legs and got into the carriage, he pulled Zhang Xinghe up as well, and said, "Guide the way, let's go to the place where you painted, you have to get up so early to paint Mao, I have to see how miserable you are."

Zhang Xinghe beeped softly: "It's a good job in farming, and it's not miserable at all. By the way——"

Xie Wuya: "Huh?"

Zhang Xinghe said: "That little brother knelt on one knee, it's not good to kneel in the mud, the black robe gets dirty easily."

Carriages are also prone to being stolen while the owner is away!

But martial arts is a world that Zhang Xinghe doesn't understand, so Zhang Xinghe doesn't beep about this.

After hearing Zhang Xinghe's words, the man in black driving the car paused after jumping on the horse, and looked down at his knees that had just knelt on the ground.

Naturally, with dirt.

It's still wet and muddy, and it's hard to take pictures even when it's clean.

Brother in black: "..."

Xie Wuya said speechlessly: "Then stop kneeling, it doesn't look good when it's dirty. Get someone else."

The little brother in black: "Yes!"

The second boy in black flew over quickly.

Pfft!

He habitually knelt down to Xie Wuya's carriage.

Xie Wuya: "..."

Xie Wuya: "Change it again."

"Yes!"

The third little brother should have been warned by ear and face, and finally stopped kneeling, quickly got on the black horse, and drove the gorgeous black car to the Shennong Temple where Zhang Xinghe wanted to paint.

On the carriage, Zhang Xinghe was a little curious: "How many men in black did you bring?"

Xie Wuya raised his head and said: "Not many, just about three hundred."

Although Zhang Xinghe couldn't see Xie Wuya's face, he only saw his pair of red peach blossom eyes.Out of nowhere, Zhang Xinghe felt that Xie Wuya's expression must be quite frightening.

Xie Wuya is really quite impressive.

Under the mask, Xie Wuya opened his mouth and babbled: "You are so poor that you can't afford to hire people with decent martial arts. What about Mr. Li, bring more than 100 people to protect him secretly, So what, with me here, you won't be compared to him!"

Zhang Xinghe asked: "Then, more than 300 people, where do you put them?"

Xie Wuya held his head high, and said very domineeringly: "I'm not as poor as you. I already bought all the land next door to you, the rich man Liu, and the mountain they used for hunting. All of my people live near your farm. You love farming recently, I cut down all the trees on the top of the mountain for you to farm, are you moved?"

Zhang Xinghe: "..."

Moving.

More than 300 members of the Demon Cult, who committed all kinds of crimes and murdered like hemp, gathered near his farm and surrounded him. It was so touching.