Wei Taiping brought seven or eight servants to Sanyang Village. The inside was quickly asking his wife to inform Jiang Weng to take his grandson out to hide. He smiled and went up to him and said, "When will Mr. Wei have time to come to our village for fun?"
Wei Taiping said impatiently: "Where is the big plum tree in your village? Take me to see..."
It was a big plum tree again, and I was lamenting in my heart that this was a disaster!
Although Li Zheng complained in his heart, he was very honest and took the Wei family members to the vicinity of the big plum tree behind the village. The villagers who had just returned from the town followed him up to watch the fun again.
Just when I saw the huge plum tree, Wei Taiping's eyes lit up. The twisted and powerful branches were like dragons, with a simple and vigorous beauty, supporting the crown as big as a crown... The trunks were close to the two of them hugged each other, and the marks of time were covered with marks of time. Just looking at the branches, the darkness seemed to be cast in mixed iron, and it had already died, stretching upwards with heavy history.
At the top of such branches, a green and lively life suddenly surged out.
The small and cute plums are mixed in between, and the charming yellowness makes people salivate.
Wei Taiping stepped forward and patted the dark trunk. The texture he got was as heavy as iron. He held a branch as thick as an arm with his hand. His luck was pressed down, but he saw that the plum tree was just bent, and the wood was obviously extremely tough. Of course, this was not the toughness of not being able to advance, but the toughness that could withstand the heavy pressure of a thousand pounds.
The true energy is tentatively infused into the trunk of the plum tree, and you can immediately feel a strong and powerful vitality, faintly exuding a tough and cold air.
"It's true that there is evil spirit... Why didn't you notice such spiritual materials long ago?" Wei Taiping felt a little annoyed.
This Sanyang Village is next to Jiaobu Town. This big plum tree has grown for a hundred years. Because of its simple and strange shape, it has poisoned people to death. Therefore, it has always been famous. Wei Taiping has also heard of it. At this time, he just blamed himself for why he heard of these strange things, but never thought of coming to see it. If he had seen it, he might have refined the plum tree into a magic weapon.
"A good tree... it's indeed a good tree!"
Wei Taiping was amazed, and he turned around and said to the servants: "Cut it for me!"
Before the inside was said, the other village elders in the village became anxious when they heard this and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it: "Young Master Wei, you can't cut it... This is the Feng Shui tree in our village. The immortal said that after cutting it, there will be a major disaster! The Shi family was going to cut this tree before, but now he is a lame leg."
"You dare to stop the tree that my Wei family wants to cut down?" Wei Taiping sneered and glanced at the villagers.
The villagers were glared by the famous Wei family prince in Jiaobu Town, and they were a little guilty and weak. The boy from the Shi family also came with a cane. Seeing this, he shrank his head in fear. Wei Taiping saw that shocked the villagers and sneered: "Cut the young master!"
Unexpectedly, I went to Jiaobu Town a few days ago and met Zhen Daoren's fellow villagers. I recognized Zhen Daoren as a sorcerer who prevented the cutting of trees at that time. I was even more convinced of what Zhen Daoren said. The big plum tree canopy is like a cover, which means that there is a noble person in their village... The son of the fellow villagers is the only one with fame in Sanyang Village. As the fellow villagers think, this noble person is not his son, who else can he be?
At this time, this big plum tree was like his life. Seeing Wei Taiping cutting down, he couldn't care about anything.
He stepped forward to protect the big plum tree and said, "You can't cut it down, this is a Feng Shui tree. If you cut it down, it will ruin Feng Shui!"
When the villagers saw someone taking the lead, they became bolder. Someone shouted: "This is the luck of our Sanyang Village, which is determined by the gods... how can they be cut down!"
Several bold villagers also came up to pick up the servants...
The servants were afraid and could not get close to the big plum tree. At this time, Wei Taiping, who was a little embarrassed by a group of mud legs, was angry. He kicked the villager who was blocking the tree and lying on the side. The white-haired villager could only lie on the ground and moaned quietly, which stunned the villagers who had always respected the elderly.
Several young villagers with bloody fists clenched their fists on the spot...
Seeing that he could not suppress the situation, Wei Taiping roared and said, "Don't you beat me up... These untouchables are going against the sky! Are you all dead?"
After this sound, the servants came to their senses and waved the sticks in their hands and beat around them.
Li Zheng knew that the immortal was not a good immortal, and the plum tree was not a good plum tree. He wanted to persuade the villagers, and he would cut it down if he cut it down. Unexpectedly, Wei Taiping was so arrogant that he made things uncontrollable in the blink of an eye.
After all, the villagers are just villagers, and they are just bloody.
Although the Wei family's servants were just thugs, not warriors on the battle and were on the merchant ships, the fists and feet they had learned were enough to easily knock down these villagers. In a short while... the villagers lay all over the ground, and many of them were still injured, and the women and children next to them had already cried into a group.
These people did not do anything serious. Many of them really beat people to death, and kicked them hard according to the minds of the fallen villagers...
Some people just mingled inside and watched the fun, and were beaten so hard that they lay down without a sound!
Even if no one died, some people were beaten to pieces. The servants who were hit by a few times and got angry and kicked the diaphragm at the intersection of the villagers' chest and abdomen. The man immediately sprayed a pink blood bubble. Experienced people knew at a glance that this was a hurt. Even if the person was not dead, he would never think of doing heavy work in his life!
These people are all men in charge, and many of them are all family members who are entrusted with their livelihoods.
For these men who face the loess and backs, and who have sweat beads and are looking for life, they cannot do heavy work, and have changed from strong labor to medicine jars. For a family, I am afraid that it is even worse than death.
These villagers never thought that they would just come forward to stop someone from doing such a ruthless move.
Li Zheng bravely stepped forward and grabbed Wei Taiping and begged, "Young Master, stop beating! Beating again will kill people! It's just a tree. If you want to take it, take it!"
Wei Taiping just sneered and then ordered: "Stop!"
The servants dispersed one after another, and Wei Taiping asked someone to take out three taels of silver and throw it on the ground. A thug lay on the ground, and the villagers who were wailing and moaning said, "Young Master, I pity you, take this money to treat the injury! Don't be so blind in the future! Why don't you thank the young master for your kindness?"
The villagers only dared to secretly look at these people with hatred eyes...
Wei Taiping asked someone to bring an axe. He used his true energy to slash at the root of the plum tree with an axe. After all, the tough trunk was not difficult to hurt by a knife or an axe. After one axe, two gaps as big as a palm appeared.
He stared at the villagers here with anticipation and found that he did not have the scene he wanted to see. The limping boy from the Shi family said in a daze: "Impossible, why is his legs okay?"
Li Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "He is the disciple of the immortal!"
Chapter completed!