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Chapter 339 Ancestral Village

"No wonder, this Zujia Village is still very famous. The people of the Zu clan in the village are said to be descendants of the ancestor of the Wanfa Temple Kaiguan. As long as the ancestral whistle is blown, the strong people in the Wanfa Temple will come without a half incense stick. Don't underestimate this small mountain village." The big-faced girl told Chen Feng what she knew until then.

"Damn, what are you thinking about? Since you know that this small mountain village is unusual, why do you still have to come here to ask for it to be taken in? Isn't this a live twist?" Chen Feng almost fell on the kang and said angrily to the big-faced girl.

"We don't have any harm to others, so what's there to be afraid of? Besides, the villagers here are so simple and easy to get along with, and the village chief also agreed to let us live here for a long time. Isn't this a good thing?" He Nianshi said with a carefree face.

"I finally ran out of Mujing Sea. Now when I arrived in this Zujia Village, if there were really strong people from the Wanfa Temple coming, wouldn't it be all over?" Chen Feng wanted to roar, but the dirt house was not very strong, and he couldn't help but get angry. If someone heard it, it would be even worse.

"Since the village chief keeps us, there should be no problem. That old man is a good person, and the matter about Zujia Village is just a rumor in the Mujing Sea. It is not necessarily true whether there is a ancestral whistle. We should stay here with peace of mind, and you will never be able to recover..." Seeing Chen Feng getting angry, the big-faced girl couldn't help but hesitate.

"Forget it, I have lived here anyway, so it's not easy to let down the kindness of the simple villagers. With you as a thug, you can just rush up to whatever you want." Although Chen Feng was dissatisfied, he no longer objected tactfully.

"Husband, it's going to be night soon. I've been running with you for a day. Should we take a break..." The big-faced girl twisted her fingers and looked at Chen Feng secretly with her head down.

Chen Feng, who was stared at by the big-faced girl, had goose bumps all over his body and looked at the room of the small earthen house. Apart from a earthen kang and a set of wooden tables and chairs, there was a stove outside, and there was no more place.

"It seems that there is no need to rest for a monk. I am so weak now. I will practice to recover early. If you are tired, just sleep on the kang..." Before Chen Feng could finish his words, the big-faced girl had already wiped her mouth and put it on the kang.

"This small mountain village is very peaceful, and it is the same when practicing during the day. It seems that you can't control this body now. You should sleep more and nourish your spirits. We have already become husband and wife. I have decided to go to the bridal chamber tonight..." The big-faced girl hugged Chen Feng on the kang like a wrestling, and said fiercely.

"Wait~~~~ Is it you who took advantage of the danger of getting married?..." Chen Feng wanted to struggle, but he was weak and was no match for the big-faced girl at all, and he was afraid of causing big noise to disturb the people in the mountain village.

Before Chen Feng could finish his words, the big-faced girl's little hand that had just finished eating the fruit covered her mouth.

"No, I really can't stand it. Even if I disturb the people in the mountain village, I can't take care of so many things." Chen Feng was about to rise up and resist. The big-faced girl was already curled up in his arms and started to fall asleep comfortably.

Chen Feng, who was covered by a big-faced girl's hands and swallowed her saliva, found that she had no subsequent forced actions, and the panic in her heart eased a little.

"Is this what she calls a bridal chamber? If it's just like that, I can barely endure it..." Chen Feng, who was in a complicated mood, even his thoughts were weak.

Although the big-faced girl has a big head, she has small hands and feet, which looks quite cute.

Sometimes Chen Feng even thought that if her immortal foundation could stabilize and restore some shape, it would be...

At least for such a long time, Chen Feng and the big-faced girl have gotten along well. The two monsters are together, but they have a similar smell.

And Chen Feng can also see that the big-faced girl really cares about herself.

Although he was forced to get married by He Nianshi and felt a little raped, the big-faced girl helped to rescue Chen Feng several times, which made him feel a little moved.

Chen Feng probably didn't notice it at this time. When he got along with the big-faced girl, he was also changing unknowingly. At least he would no longer hurt her by saying the big-faced girl in front of the big-faced girl.

Unlike the big-faced girl who was gradually breathing lighter and fell asleep with a sweet smile on her face, Chen Feng, who was close to her, opened his starry eyes and looked at the low roof of the earthen house. His mood was a little complicated.

Especially Chen Feng, who was covered by the big-faced girl's little hands, was even more strange when he was keeping his eyes open.

There was nothing to say overnight, and the oil lamp in the cottage was exhausted and extinguished. At least for the big-faced girl, such a bridal chamber was very happy, and she was really married.

The next morning, just as Chen Feng seemed to be tired at night and looked listless and drowsy, the big-faced girl woke up sweetly and did not forget to stick her face to her husband. After getting tired of kissing her, Huan got off the kang and started going out to fetch water to wash and cook.

Seeing that the big-faced girl seemed to be a villager, she started to get busy early in the morning and didn't look like a monk at all. Chen Feng had not yet adapted until this time.

After Chen Feng was in a daze, the villagers who delivered things in the mountain village did not stop, and one came in a while.

Although the meat and the utensils sent by the villagers are not valuable things, they are also very willing.

After constantly thanking the villagers, Chen Feng's mood was a little excited and pulled the big-faced girl to walk towards the village chief's house in the middle of the mountain village.

After they asked to open the fence in the courtyard, Chen Feng and the big-faced girl were invited into the house by a passionate old woman.

Seeing a young old man with a strong spirit sitting on a small stool smoking a hookah, Chen Feng and the big-faced girl sat on the stool opposite the old man at the other party's sign.

Unlike the big-faced girl who had already met the old man yesterday, after Chen Feng saw him this time, he was able to confirm that he was really a mortal.

In front of the old man, Chen Feng took out the jade cigarette bag and lit it, without ignoring his identity as a monk.

"Old village chief, today we~~~~ we are here, thank you for taking it in." Chen Feng said that his relationship with the big-faced girl was a little unnatural, which made him smile like an 80-year-old man.

The old man was not surprised at Chen Feng's removal of the things from the storage bag. It seemed that he had long seen that the two of them were not ordinary people.

"Zujia Village is not xenophobic. As long as the people who come can communicate sincerely, everyone will treat each other with each other. You are not the first monk to come here, but most monks cannot live for long. Life in the mountain village is too calm. People who are determined to be in all directions for a long time, I am afraid they will not be able to stand it!" The old man finally spoke and smiled casually at Chen Feng and the big-faced girl.

Although he was regarded as a tycoon by the people in the village, Chen Feng was very helpful to the title of Chen Dapao and was a little complacent. He even decided to use this alias when he walked around in the future, which was both stinky and surging.

Half a year passed, and the spiritual medicines and pills in Chen Feng's storage bag had been used up by him and the big-faced girl early on.

Although Chen Feng's self-healing ability is extremely strong, and the nourishment of spiritual simplicity and pills has almost recovered his injuries, he is leisurely and does not practice on weekdays.

In the past six months, no other monks came to the small mountain village, and they seemed peaceful and quiet. Only the big-faced girl who lived with Chen Feng vaguely felt what he was thinking about.

I don’t know if I have been living a mortal life in the small mountain village. Since Chen Feng recovered from his injuries, his vague aura of Qi Refining Period has even begun to gradually decline, which is not much different from the aura of ordinary villagers.

Even Chen Feng's power gradually became ordinary. In addition to his body being stronger than ordinary people, his every move was not even as powerful as the body of the sky.

Chen Feng has always been worried that the relationship between Wanfa Temple and Zujia Village will not have any impact on his peaceful life.

However, the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. Chen Feng never expected that such a peaceful and leisurely life would be broken by someone he unexpectedly would.

It was cool in the morning, Chen Feng, as always, came to the stream in the mountain village with a rocking chair.

However, compared to when Chen Feng first arrived in Xiaoshan Village, after half a year, he had already developed a small group in the Xiaoshan Village.

Seeing that children of different ages and ages were already waiting by the stream early on, Chen Feng was like a majestic general, lit his jade cigarette pipe and prepared to adapt the previous affairs in Qianji Sect and brag about to these little kids.

"Chen Dapao is here..."

A group of children were very excited, and they were obviously old enough to desire external things.

Among the children are men and women, the boys in the mountain village are quite slim, while the little girls are a little shy.

After half a year of operation, Chen Feng has become the king of children in the small mountain village. He plays with these little guys every day and enjoys it.

"I have told you how many times, don't call me Chen Dapao. This alias is a bit rustic. Please call me 'Brother Pao' in the future. If you want, add the awesome words. Come on, call me the most awesome brother Pao..." Chen Feng, who was extremely unfair, shamelessly instilled in a group of children with bad thoughts.

"Chen Dapao..."

Before a group of children spoke in unison, a fat young man in his teens ran over panting and shouted Chen Feng's alias as soon as he opened his mouth.

(The third update, I'm asking for votes for a big explosion.)
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