Someone wants to buy the mountain that I have inherited from generation to generation.
This was something he had never encountered before.
But looking at Lin Xi's serious expression, it didn't seem like he was joking.
The village chief's tone became a little unkind: "Are you kidding me?"
"Of course not." Lin Xi took out silver ingots one after another from the map of mountains and rivers: "Are these enough?"
The silver light blooms and blinds people's eyes.
As Lin Xi kept saying "enough" one after another
The village chief's expression gradually changed.
From angry to shocked, from shocked to numb.
How come there are so many.
Where on earth is this man hiding his money?
The flower farmers around were also dumbfounded.
This foreigner is so rich.
Lin Xi didn't feel any distress about this.
Not to mention that earthly gold and silver originally have no meaning to monks.
The money being spent now was actually stolen during the Fengyuan Dynasty's looting.
It still takes up a lot of space in the mountain and river map.
The money you robbed doesn't make any sense when you spend it.
Under Lin Xi's money offensive, the village chief naturally surrendered without any surprise.
"I sell, I sell!" The village chief's eyes almost turned the color of silver, and he was completely lost.
Then the village chief received one hundred thousand taels of silver.
Lin Xi got this mountain full of jade flowers.
One hundred thousand taels of silver is actually not much at all, and it is not enough to buy this mountain. But here in the remote countryside, no one knows how much the mountain should be sold for.
Moreover, there is no land deed. In fact, it is just a barren mountain and is not under the jurisdiction of the Fengyuan Dynasty.
Only the villagers here will recognize that this mountain belongs to the village chief.
"Then this mountain is mine now?" Lin Xi asked.
The village chief was busy counting money. He was holding a mountain of silver and was intoxicated. When he heard Lin Xi's question, he nodded hastily: "Yes, yes."
It seemed that she was afraid that Lin Xi would regret it.
Lin Xi nodded with satisfaction, looked around and looked at the flower farmers around him: "You all heard it, right? This mountain is mine now."
All the flower farmers gathered around.
Because picking flowers is their biggest source of income.
Therefore, most of the villagers in the nearby village chief are flower farmers.
When they heard Lin Xi's words, they couldn't help but nod. If they wanted to continue to support themselves by picking flowers in the future, they would have to listen to Lin Xi's orders.
The village chief sold the mountain without thinking about how the villagers would survive.
"Very good." Lin Xi's face suddenly darkened, and she looked at the village chief with a gloomy tone: "Who allowed you to appear in my mountain?"
The village chief was caught off guard by Lin Xi's question and stood stunned on the spot.
ah??
your mountain.
But... this was mine just now.
"Don't you understand? This is my mountain, my mountain! You stepped on my flowers and soiled them. Do you want to die?" Lin Xi roared.
The village chief was stunned by the yelling and froze on the spot, holding a pile of silver coins and looking very at a loss.
Lin Xi looked at these flower farmers: "What are you still doing? You are my workers now. Catch him."
Those flower farmers probably haven't adapted to the change in status, and they were in a difficult situation for a while.
"But he is our village chief." The old flower farmer said softly.
Lin Xi said lightly: "Then please take him back to the village. Don't stay in my mountain. If anyone is willing to help me, I can give him part of the mountain."
The flower farmers suddenly went crazy.
Get part of the mountain?
This means that they no longer have to look at other people's faces, they can pick Yumian flowers as they like, and all the profits from selling Yumian flowers can be their own.
They all rushed forward and arrested the village chief like wolves and tigers.
"What are you doing! What are you doing, rebellion? I am the village chief! Help." The village chief shouted in fear, but unfortunately no villager paid attention to them.
Soon the village chief was tied up by Wu Huada.
The flower farmers looked at Lin Xi nervously, waiting for his next order.
Lin Xi smiled: "Very good, you have done a good job, so I decided to give this mountain to each of you villagers. Remember, each of you has a share."
The flower farmers seemed to be unable to believe their ears.
Can they... really own this mountain they live on?
"This is your mountain now. No one has the right to take it as their own. Remember, don't let anyone take it away."
After saying that, an auspicious cloud rose under Lin Xi's feet.
He rode the auspicious clouds, filled with immortal energy, and flew into the distance, ethereal and ethereal, like an immortal who was about to disappear into the night.
His voice was melodious and vibrating, resounding throughout the sky.
"It's a fairy, a fairy!" the old flower farmer exclaimed.
It turns out that the young man who just slept in the flower field is a great god!
All the flower farmers hurriedly knelt down and looked in awe in the direction where Lin Xifei was going. They knelt down and worshiped.
"Thank you, Immortal!"
"Thank you, immortal."
They kept shouting.
Even the village chief, who was tied up with five flowers, widened his eyes and was filled with fear.
I actually offended an immortal.
It's over, it's over.
Lin Xi flew to the clouds but did not leave.
He was suspended in the air, overlooking the earth.
Brilliant flowers bloomed everywhere, magnificent and beautiful.
There is a difference between immortals and mortals.
Ordinary monks rarely interfere in mundane affairs.
But now that Lin Xi had encountered it, she thought there was no harm in dealing with it.
The village chief received one hundred thousand taels of silver.
But his prestige was completely shattered.
The villagers are no longer in awe, and they no longer obey what they say. If the village chief wants to use his identity to forcibly seize the villagers' land, he will only get the most violent resistance.
All villagers own land and their lives will get better and better.
As for the village chief, he actually didn't do anything extremely sinful.
Lin Xi only punished her slightly.
It's just a matter of returning it to him in his own way.
He is no longer a local emperor, but he is still a wealthy man.
This may not be the best way to handle it.
But it was the choice Lin Xi wanted to make.
Once you reach this point, your thoughts will be clear and your body and mind will be relaxed.
Countless flowers seemed to turn into patterns outlining the heaven and earth. Lin Xi saw the textures everywhere in his eyes, so he felt enlightened and chose to leave.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, and a faint halo appeared on his body.
There is a sense of transcendence.
Beyond worldly things.
Above the sky, a blue cloud emerged, clear and untainted.
Although what Lin Xi practices is not the most authentic Qingyun Kung Fu, the Lihen Sword Song is still based on the Qingyun Sect Kung Fu, so it has the characteristics of the Qingyun Kung Fu.
It's just that the blue clouds still look a bit hollow and not solid.
After just a moment, Lin Xi opened her eyes and thought thoughtfully: "Qingyun Immortal Heart?"
The vast blue clouds control the ups and downs of the world.
At this moment, Lin Xi vaguely saw a path of her own.
But it's too vague, and I'm not sure if it's correct.
This feeling is fleeting.
The light on Lin Xi's body faded.
The feeling that had just penetrated everything suddenly disappeared.