On the first day of his rebirth in his hometown, the immortal cultivator Wang Xiaochuan was meditating, and he heard shouts outside.

"Wang Xiaochuan! Get out of the way!!!!"

At the gate of No. 18, Group 5, Puzhao Village, a rough voice sounded like thunder sounded like a thunder sound.

Village chief Song Zude's loud voice is famous in the village, and he scolds others and greets others' mothers in three words.

The villagers who heard the village chief's voice went out one after another and rushed towards Group 18.

Judging from this situation, I am afraid that Wang Xiaochuan will be in trouble.

"Wang Xiaochuan, you are so damn bad, are you? Do you believe it or not, I took someone to dig out your ancestral grave!!"

The village chief's face bulged, and his red face made the villagers feel that the village chief was really angry this time, and his anger was not as big as ordinary.

But no matter how Song Zude yelled, the door of Wang Xiaochuan's house was always closed.

Even the village head widow Zhang, who usually doesn't like to talk the most, began to shout: "Xiaochuan, just open the door first and let the village chief go in! Otherwise... you won't be able to keep your big baby's origin in a while!"

"This guy, I smashed your door today, I told you not to come out!"

Seeing how everyone persuaded Wang Xiaochuan to open the door, but the door was still not open. Village chief Song Zude could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and waved his fist and was about to smash the door.

“Cruff!”

However, the closed broken wooden door suddenly opened, and a cold wind blew out from the door, making Song Zude shiver and goosebumps burst out.

"It's strange, it's the day of the dog days now, why is it so cold?" Song Zude was puzzled.

"Is Song Zude your ancestral tomb already dug up and his mouth is so smelly?"

At this moment, a young man wearing a fake Adidas sportswear walked out of the door and looked at the crazy Song Zude coldly, saying this.

Hearing Wang Xiaochuan's words, the onlookers widened their eyes.

"This...is this Wang Xiaochuan?"

"I haven't graduated from elementary school, why do you speak so arrogantly?"

"How dare he fight against the village chief?"

Wang Xiaochuan, who was bullied by the village chief’s family, dared not speak out, dared to challenge the village chief like this?

Everyone couldn't believe their ears, including the village chief Song Zude.

"You bastard is so brave today? I dare to say this to me, I have to break up your house today!"

Song Zude was so angry that his face turned pale. A village chief was made like this by this stinky brat. He wanted to kill the guy in front of him immediately!

His Song family has always controlled the position of village chief for generations. His youngest son is now in the county and is a perfect existence in the village. Who dares to talk to him like this?

As soon as Song Zude finished speaking, he raised his fist and prepared to smash the decaying wooden door.

"You dare to move the gate of my Wang family?"

Wang Xiaochuan rushed forward with a quick step and spread his arms in front of the gate!

Judging from this posture, if Song Zude wants to destroy the door, he must pass through him.

Song Zude is now in anger, so he doesn't care about so much! He is angry at Wang Xiaochuan and pushes with all his strength.

"Get out of here!"

Although Song Zude was just the village chief, he was a good farm worker when he was young and had the strength. Although he is nearly fifty years old now, in terms of strength, ordinary young men may not be able to compare with him.

Not to mention, Wang Xiaochuan, who is thin and looks weak.

The onlookers all thought that Wang Xiaochuan was asking for trouble, but he was afraid he would be pushed and fell to his back and begged his grandfather to sue him.

However, the next scene surprised everyone.

Seeing that Song Zude's big hand was full of tendons, he pushed hard on the thin Wang Xiaochuan, but no matter how he pushed, Wang Xiaochuan stood there without moving.

Only Wang Xiaochuan knew that he used a magic trick called Mount Tai, which could withstand tens of thousands of pounds of power!

Not to mention Song Zude, even if there are three more Song Zudes, they can't push him. How could a mere mortal man know the power and mystery of the immortal cultivator?

Yes, Wang Xiaochuan is no longer the former Wang Xiaochuan, but Wang Tutian, who has been through thousands of years of cultivation and has become famous in the heavens!

When he was twenty years old in his previous life, he felt hopeless about life. When he was about to jump into the reservoir and commit suicide, he was rescued by the Canglang Immortal of the Tianshen Sect who passed by and brought into the world of immortal cultivators.

And with a top-notch attitude, he has made great progress. In just a thousand years, he has achieved the tribulation period, becoming the most promising genius in the world of immortal cultivation in tens of millions of years and has the greatest hope of success in tribulation and transcends this universe and ascends to the fairy world.

Unfortunately, he eventually fell into the heavenly tribulation.

It just made him not expect that not only did he not die, but he returned to his sixteen years old.

In the Bashu Wang family, I, Wang Xiaochuan, will never be like a dog with a lost family again. Since fate gives me the opportunity to start over, all this will never be returned.

I would like to give back what you treated me thousands of times!

When Wang Xiaochuan was in memory, Song Zude, who was stronger than the young man, never pushed Wang Xiaochuan at all. All the villagers present were stunned.

"I had a cataract surgery a while ago. Did I relapse again?"

"The baby Ogawa was not pushed away by the village chief. This is fake."

"Is it because the village chief got too much trouble with his wife last night?"

"Liu Cuihua's swaying hooves are not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Listening to the discussions of the villagers in the countryside, Song Zude only felt a sense of hotness on his face and could not get off the table.

But he was the village chief after all, and he said faster than flirting with books: "Okay, you are so arrogant. When the people in the town come tomorrow, I will see what you do."

After hearing this, Wang Xiaochuan remembered this incident!

The harvest situation in the village this year was not very good. During this period, locusts attacked, and the town issued a task of catching locusts, which was calculated according to the standard of one pound per person.

But Song Zude relied on his identity as the village chief, but gave him a full five kilograms of task, which could not be completed at all. He didn't come to the door to raise an army to question him.

"Hehe, I can't complete the task. I'll see if I don't requisition the land of your ancestral grave and let all the old things in your house go to sleep on the street."

"The village is planning to build a substation recently to change the situation of insufficient electricity in the village. I am worried about not knowing which piece of land to choose. I don't mind using the piece of land from your ancestral grave."

"But if you kowtow three times to me, what if this matter has been revealed?"

Song Zude said proudly.

The idea of ​​being digged out of the ancestral tomb in the countryside is an extraordinary event. This is simply an irreconcilable grudge. If the Wang family’s ancestral tomb is really digging out, it will be a loss of descendants.

The seventy-year-old old man Zhao hurriedly advised: "Xiaochuan, you will admit your mistake to the village chief, otherwise you will be dug up the ancestral grave and how can you meet your ancestors in the Wang family's house?"

"How can you face the ancestors underground after digging the ancestral tomb?" Aunt Zhao, who was nearly fifty years old, also persuaded.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaochuan's faint voice sounded.

"I will catch the locusts you need tomorrow and kowtow? Sorry, you are not qualified yet. I am tired and don't have time to talk more nonsense to you."

After saying that, Wang Xiaochuan closed his door with a bang.

Left behind a shocked crowd.

Song Zude also widened his eyes, and his weathered old face suddenly showed anger.

"Wang Xiaochuan, what is your attitude?"

Song Zude is the village chief, and this kid doesn't give him any face and even closes the door. You guys are so bold.

"Okay, I'll see how you hand over the five kilograms of locusts tomorrow. Then I see if you dare to talk to me in this tone." Song Zude was so angry that he said two good words in a row. After leaving a harsh word, he left angrily.

Seeing the village chief leaving angrily, the onlookers sighed to Wang Xiaochuan. This little Wang was really so frustrated with the village chief, I was afraid there would be no good results.

Then they all ended one after another.

Wang Xiaochuan, who was inside the house, looked at Song Zude who was leaving, and a faint look appeared on his face and said: "Digging my Wang family's ancestral tomb. Song Zude, do you really think I was the same Wang Xiaochuan as before?"
Chapter completed!