She held the abalone in her chopsticks and glanced at the crowd. The people were so frightened that they stepped back three meters. They all looked at her warily. Who knew who it was, knelt down and kowtowed, and the others followed suit.
"Sister-in-law, this is all the village chief's idea. The village chief said that if you are poisoned, no one will cause trouble. We usually listen to the village chief. If you want revenge, go to the village chief."
The village chief was still gargling his mouth quickly, not daring to swallow his saliva at all. Hearing that someone had confessed him all at once, he fell down in anger.
"The good lunch is gone."
Qian Yan touched the giant sword placed aside: "You haven't forgotten what I said before, right? If you don't meet my requirements, you can only demolish your home."
She didn't waste any words. After saying this, she held the sword in both hands and slashed at the table in front of her. The table immediately fell into pieces, and no one dared to stop it.
The village chief was gargling his mouth. He was scared and angry. He didn't dare to stop him at all and just kept stamping his feet.
There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound in my ears. Qianyan jumped here and there, struck a sword here, slashed there, and jumped to the roof to destroy.
The people who were onlookers also moved away from the scene.
Shi Shuying and "Zhang Jun" hid in the crowd, looking at the scene in front of them, not to mention how relieved they were.
Shi Shuying's face was still blank, but hope flashed from time to time in her eyes. She clenched her fists tightly and shouted in her heart for Qian Yan: Lord Sword Immortal is mighty!
She felt her eyes were a little hot, so she wiped them quickly and looked around carefully, only to find that no one had noticed them.
Under the watchful eyes of the whole village, Qian Yan chopped down the village chief's house into rubble. Every item in it was damaged by her, and there was no good one left.
Even though no one clapped, some people still shouted in their hearts, feeling that the scene in front of them was very satisfying.
Qian Yan jumped out of the ruins and dragged his sword to the village chief. He was quite satisfied when he saw his lips were red and a little blistered.
"You need to prepare dinner carefully, you know?"
"Your house is gone, so prepare for another one."
"I want to stay at Chen Dazhu's house, and I'll keep it for now."
Chen Dazhu just felt happy when he heard Qian Yan say: "Take your son and get out. I don't like living with strangers. Now I have requisitioned that place. Shi Shuying stays to take care of my food, clothing and daily life."
"I'm hungry, please get me something to eat first."
Seeing that no one was moving, Qian Yan was already thinking about whose house to smash.
She dragged her sword towards the nearest house, and the family quickly jumped out and said they would prepare food for her immediately.
Qian Yan stopped destroying the house and ate quietly, dragging his sword around the village and visiting every household.
The original owner has many memories of this village, but does not know much about the conditions of each household.
She needs to see how many people want to go out, and she will definitely take them all away when the time comes.
As for those who didn't want to go out, the ropes had been lowered. They didn't want to leave, and she didn't have the time to coax them out.
When the men in every household saw Qian Yan approaching with a giant sword, they were so frightened that they swayed and hurriedly greeted her with various snacks.
If someone irritated Qian Yan, she would be unhappy and uncomfortable, so she would drag her sword to smash the house.
On this day, she smashed three houses and made the villagers miserable.
At night, not long after Qian Yan fell asleep in the house, she heard a knock on the door. Shi Shuying opened the door. She was surprised but not particularly surprised to see it was "Zhang Jun".