Chapter 83 Chaos

"By the way, what are you going to do with a bamboo stick?" Song Wenmo looked at the stick in Lin Qingzhi's hand and asked again in confusion.

"You are talking about this! I just cut a few bamboos, and this is an extra one. The school just opened, and they are still short of a batch of chopsticks. This bamboo is just right to make some chopsticks for them." Lin Qingzhi rolled his eyes and said to this guy weakly.

"Tsk! I thought you were going to make something good again!" Song Wenmo has lived here for so long, he must know Lin Qingzhi's craftsmanship.

He envied Lin Qingzhi's craftsmanship and always wanted this friend to make him a good thing.

It would be even better if there was a moving female puppet...

Song Wenmo thought so in his heart, and the appearance of the female puppet and the scene of serving himself had already appeared in his mind.

With a wretched smile on his face, Song Wenmo didn't realize that his junior sister Miao Jinfeng was moving away from Song Wenmo.

And next to him, Lin Qingzhi stared at Song Wenmo with contempt.

Good guy, what is this guy thinking about! Such a wretched expression.

Without paying attention to this guy, Lin Qingzhi walked towards the school. In two days, the school will start tomorrow, so Lin Qingzhi prepared these things today.

Chopsticks, wooden bowls, these things used in the cafeteria, this is what grandpa asked Lin Qingzhi to make.

"Wait, Qingzhi, I'll go with you..." Song Wenmo looked at Lin Qingzhi's back and shouted loudly.

Lin Qingzhi turned around and looked at Song Wenmo in confusion.

"You just came back from Wei County, why are you following me instead of taking a rest..." Lin Qingzhi asked in confusion.

"Hehehe... It's not that I haven't played in the small park for several days, and the condensed spiritual power is much worse..." Song Wenmo said with a smile.

"Then let's go together! Xiao Yaoer and the others are just over there..." Lin Qingzhi shrugged.

Finally, Lin Qingzhi led Song Wenmo, who was fanning a white folding fan, to the village entrance.

As they walked, many villagers were building new houses on both sides of the village road.

Many villagers knew how to build wooden houses, so they didn't need Lin Qingzhi to help now. Instead, they just needed to reinforce the wooden houses after they were built.

Because of the comparison between Lin Qingzhi and his grandfather's wooden houses, it was easier for the villagers to build wooden houses.

Besides, there were carpenters watching in the village.

Soon, the two came to the small park, where Si Jinxuan, Duanmu Ziqin and a group of little guys were playing happily.

In the fitness center next to them, several old men with white hair were exercising with their uncle.

These old men, who used to be frail and had to stop and rest after walking a few steps, now played tricks on the parallel bars...

The adults didn't have any problem, but the appearance of these old men made the children dumbfounded.

Then they all clapped and cheered.

Having been busy in the village all their lives, they have never had such an experience. Therefore, these old men are very proud to be loved by so many children.

Just then.

"Da Da Da..."

A chaotic sound of horse hooves came from the official road not far from the village entrance.

Lin Qingzhi frowned and looked over. The next moment, a white horse appeared from the corner. The horse was very fast. In just a few breaths, it had arrived at the entrance of the village.

On the back of the horse sat a man in tight clothes. The man had a long sword on his waist and an anxious look on his face.

"Huh..." Seeing Lin Qingzhi standing not far from the village entrance, the man hurriedly stopped the horse.

"Mr. Lin..." The man saw Lin Qingzhi and hurriedly jumped off the horse, respectfully clasped his fists and shouted to Lin Qingzhi.

"You are..."

"I am Chen Liu, the night watchman of Ping'an Town. Mr. Qian is in danger, so I asked you to come and ask you for help..." Chen Liu hurriedly told the story.

"Danger..." Lin Qingzhi frowned.

"Yes, there is a monster in Loujia Village not far away that harms people, so this morning, Mr. Qian took Li Si and Zhang San to Loujia Village, but just now, Li Si came back from there and was seriously injured. He said that Mr. Qian and Zhang San were trapped in Loujia Village."

Chen Liu told Lin Qingzhi what happened.

Hearing this, Lin Qingzhi asked again: "Didn't your Mr. Qian bring the trap I gave him?"

"Ah! Traps..." Chen Liu asked in surprise.

Why do you need to bring a trap to catch monsters! Can traps catch monsters?

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you take it or not..." Lin Qingzhi picked up a small stone on the ground and threw it in the direction of Loujia Village...

At the same time.

In Loujia Village in the distance.

Loujia Village has been shrouded in gray fog. The area is dead silent, and even the sounds of insects and birds have disappeared.

Inside Loujia Village, Qian Yi was covered in wounds, and next to him, a man in tight clothes was lying on the ground.

That was the night watchman Zhang San.

Inside the houses of Loujia Village, villagers were lying on the ground. If it weren't for their rising and falling chests, they would have been thought to be dead.

In the thick fog, shrill voices were heard from time to time. Hearing this voice, no matter who it was, they could feel the depression and discomfort in their hearts.

It seemed as if a hand was grabbing his heart, and his heart seemed to be crushed at any time.

"TNND! Why didn't you bring Brother Qingzhi's trap? Otherwise, how could I be tied up by a weasel? If Li Si hadn't invited Brother Qingzhi, I might have died here..."

Qian Yi looked up at the black fog, and a trace of despair rose in his heart.

The weasel has the cultivation of the supernatural realm. If you want to kill him, it is very easy, but this weasel wants to play with him. Otherwise, he would have died long ago...

However, at this moment.

A ray of light emerged from the sky. Even in the Loujia Village shrouded in black fog, Qian Yi could still see the flickering light.

"Swish..."

A sound of breaking through the air sounded.

The next moment.

"Ah..." The shrill screams resounded throughout the Loujia Village, and the black fog surrounding the Loujia Village began to boil.

Then, Qian Yi's sight began to recover, and the visibility of Loujia Village began to return to normal.

Not far away, a huge weasel was falling from the sky and then smashed hard on the ground.

Splashing up countless dust...

"Dead...dead..."

Qian Yi looked at the fallen weasel, somewhat unbelievable.

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