Seeing that the director, who had always been close to him, actually pulled out a gun and pointed it at him, the man with the gun completely woke up. He realized that he had really caused a big trouble this time. He was so frightened that he knelt down on the spot.
, Director Chao Meng begged for mercy: "Brother, for the sake of our long friendship, you must help me."
Director Meng raised his face and shouted coldly at the man: "It's good for you if you go in. Let's reform him! Take him into custody and take him away!"
After saying that, Director Meng turned around and walked towards the outside of the village.
The man with the gun was pushed away from the village by two policemen. Along the way, the man with the gun cried and sobbed.
Watching the man with the gun being taken away by the police, the old patriarch took a while to regain his composure.
He emotionally held Fang Xiaoyu's hand.
"Mr. Fang, you are the benefactor of our village! If we are taken away by the police today, our face will be completely lost. Even if I die, I don't have the face to be a human being there. The ancestors of our village
In the eighteenth generation, no one has ever been in jail. But we can’t ruin the feng shui in my generation! I don’t know how to repay your kindness.”
Fang Xiaoyu put his hand on the old patriarch's shoulder, smiled and comforted: "Old patriarch, you don't have to be nervous, because you didn't do anything wrong in the first place. You guys just shot the bison just to save that kid.
That's all, the law is fair and just. I will never arrest you."
"No matter what. In short, I must repay this favor I owe you." The old patriarch held Fang Xiaoyu's hand with a stubborn look on his face and said emotionally: "Mr. Fang, you see you want to start from our village?"
If you get something, just ask. As long as I can do it, I will give it to you right away."
"Don't be so polite!" Fang Xiaoyu said a little embarrassed.
"Yes, I must return this favor, otherwise I will lose sleep every night." The old patriarch replied to Fang Xiaoyu very seriously.
Seeing that the old patriarch was so sincere, Fang Xiaoyu thought for a while, smiled and said to the old patriarch: "If you really want to give me something, then I will choose to take over the forest of your Xuefeng Mountain! Then I will enclose a piece of land here.
. Just leave the fungus and shiitake mushrooms in the forest to me. I don’t want the rest. Don’t worry, I, Fang Xiaoyu, will never miss your money. I plan to use two million to buy the piece behind you.
Mountain forest, twenty years."
Upon hearing that it was two million, the villagers in the village were extremely excited.
"No way! That forest is worth two million."
"With this much money, each of our households can have more than 100,000 or 200,000 yuan!"
Seeing that all the villagers were excited, the old patriarch smiled cheerfully and said: "This matter is easy to talk about. I have the final say. As long as I agree, the villagers in the village will basically have no objections. However, the two
One million is a bit too much. I think six hundred thousand is enough."
"I said three million, it is three million. Not a penny less or more."
Fang Xiaoyu knew that once the money was spoken out, it could not be less, otherwise the villagers would be tempted to kill the old patriarch.
He said to the old patriarch seriously: "Old patriarch, from now on, I will leave this forest to you to take care of. I only need to come to this forest once a month to collect dry goods. You must
Give our company a thousand kilograms of mushrooms and fungus, which must be fresh. There are some on the cliff behind. I have already gone to see them. The rest of the forest is still yours. You can continue to do whatever you like!"
"Mr. Fang, you are too polite. Come on, have a drink!" The old patriarch was so impressed by Fang Xiaoyu that he was so impressed that he couldn't wait to hand over his life to Fang Xiaoyu.
The two of them started drinking happily on the spot.
After drinking and eating, the village chief specially invited Fang Xiaoyu to stay at his house, saying that he would have a good chat with Fang Xiaoyu about Meishan Taoism in the evening.
Fang Xiaoyu vaguely felt that this old man wanted to reveal some of the essence of Meishan Taoism to him. According to the regulations of the ancestor, this thing cannot be passed on to outsiders.
But rules are rules, and he can use chatting to make Fang Xiaoyu understand some of the principles.
Queen Sesame was invited to Shan Meizi's home by her sisters.
Fang Xiaoyu and the village chief sat by the stove, drinking wine and eating game, and chatted happily.
As we were chatting, we suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Who?" the village chief asked suspiciously.
"Me!" A woman's delicate voice came from outside the door.
"What's up?"
"I want to find Mr. Fang to cure my skin disease." The woman started crying as she spoke.
Fang Xiaoyu looked outside the door with his clairvoyant eyes and quickly recognized that the woman who knocked on the door was the woman who was chased by the bison that afternoon.
It is estimated that this woman wanted to come to him to get rid of the dark skin on her body.
It seems that this woman came with a powder to break the sealing formation. Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyu felt ecstatic in his heart. He winked at the patriarch and said: "Let her in!"
The patriarch went to open the door himself.
"Thank you, uncle." The woman greeted the old patriarch very politely, and immediately ran towards Fang Xiaoyu with a smile on her face, and knelt down directly in front of Fang Xiaoyu. Soon she began to cry tremblingly.
"Mr. Fang, you must save me. I heard from the villagers in this village that you are an amazing miracle doctor. You must have a way to cure the black skin disease on my thighs and butt, right?"
"Well..." Fang Xiaoyu deliberately looked embarrassed and said, "I'm not sure either!"
"No! You are sure." The woman put her hands on Fang Xiaoyu's knees and whispered to Fang Xiaoyu: "I have helped you get the antidote to the mountain sealing formation."
"Oh! Really?" Fang Xiaoyu felt excited.
The woman smiled and winked at the old patriarch beside her and said, "Old patriarch, can you help me find a room so that Mr. Fang can treat me?"
"Prepare a room?" The old patriarch's eyes widened in surprise.
The woman blushed and replied: "I have black spots on my legs, buttocks, and waist. Only Mr. Fang can cure it for me. I can't cure it in the hall of your house, right?"
!How bad is this! Mr. Fang will be embarrassed too!"
"That's it!" The old patriarch looked at Fang Xiaoyu and soon laughed: "Mr. Fang, it seems that this woman is interested in you! I'm going to clean up the room right now."
Fang Xiaoyu glanced at the woman indifferently, and then said to the old patriarch beside him: "Old patriarch, just prepare a mat for her. It doesn't matter whether the room is tidied or not. I am treating her, so why don't I talk to her?
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Upon hearing this, the woman's face turned red. She whispered: "I, I didn't say what I wanted to do with you!" (To be continued)