Li Youyou withdrew her fist and her face turned as usual, but there was a little pink on her ears.

"If you talk nonsense, I will ask my mother to stop your meal tonight."

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore."

Li Ziyao suddenly jumped up from the ground, and tears in his eyes disappeared. What he, who is usually "behaved and sensible" sister, said was much more effective than what he, a naughty fat man, said.

"Okay, let's go."

On the side, Aunt Wang took something when she entered the house, and she also came back at this moment, locked the door, and said to the two little guys who were fighting.

"Um."

Li Youyou nodded and followed Aunt Wang. Behind, a little fat man rubbing his head followed step by step, pouting his mouth and lowering his head, feeling full of resentment.

"Sister, there is a stone."

He stared at the road and reminded him.

"Um."

Li Youyou raised her foot and walked over the stone. Although she was blindfolded, she felt more clear than Li Ziyao with her eyes open.

Humph, now I know how cute your brother is and how merciful your virtue is. He is much better than that thin monkey.

Li Ziyao was proud of himself.

In front, Aunt Wang also showed a smile on her face, and the silver light from her fingertips slowly disappeared.

………

On the other hand, Chen Rui kept walking through the dense bushes and came to the village.

Aunt Wang is not a native of this village, but came from the outside world a few years ago and was accepted by Lijia Village.

However, he lives on the edge of Lijia Village, not in the village.

There are three people from other surnames in Lijia Village, namely Aunt Wang, Chen Rui, and the village chief.

Chen Rui was very fast, and wind was coming from his feet. He took a few meters away in one step, and there were already beads of sweat on his forehead.

The stone houses quickly passed by, and the amiable old men were now gone.

This made him feel even more unpleasant.

Soon, after passing by a stone house, a tall stone building appeared in front of him.

Several feet high, made of gray stones, covered with a layer of golden veil in the sun. There is only a door frame, but no door. There is a stone plaque on the door frame, engraved with two big characters - the ancestral hall.

A heavy feeling echoed in Shen Rui's heart. When he came here, he would definitely bow respectfully, but at this moment, he didn't care about so much.

There were many people gathered in front of the ancestral hall, with three layers inside and three layers outside, bustling.

There are not many people in Lijia Village, and there are only a few dozen families in total.

"Everyone let me go, boy Chen is here!"

"Li Laosan, get out of here!"

Someone discovered Chen Rui's arrival and made way for him.

Chen Rui, who was usually polite, had no time to thank him one by one at this moment, so he hurried over.

After passing through the crowd and entering the ancestral hall, I saw stone tablets on the table. On the futon under the table, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged with a few white silk in his hair, frowning, disheveled, and large areas of his skin were exposed.

You can see strands of red, like dragons wandering under his skin.

And wisps of golden mist floated out from those stone tablets, blending into the body of the middle-aged man, as if suppressing the red dragons.

On the side, there was a strong middle-aged man looking at the person sitting cross-legged on the futon with an anxious expression on his face.

"Uncle Dazhuang, what's wrong with the village chief..."

Chen Rui's tender face was filled with worry, and he hurriedly asked the people beside him.

"The village chief..."

The man named Dazhuang had a gloomy face and was interrupted before he could speak.

"Xiao Rui, you are here."

The man sitting cross-legged on the cushion opened his eyes and looked at Chen Rui. Perhaps his mind was moving away, and the red dragon on his body suddenly shone brightly, as if he was about to penetrate his body, and even the air here became a little hotter.

A little blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and a clear smoke came out on the ground.

"Miss Minister, stop talking."

Chen Rui said anxiously, he could see that it was because the village chief spoke that he vomited blood.

"It's okay."

The middle-aged man barely smiled, shook his head, and then said, "My fellow villagers are helpless. With the help of the ancestors in the ancestral hall, I hope you forgive me."
Chapter completed!