Mu Changfeng lost most of his spiritual power and couldn't help but feel dizzy. He returned to the outer room and sat against the wall on a small wooden pier.

Fang Xiaomei smiled and said, "The wall is wet and damp, your clothes are dirty."

Mu Changfeng closed his eyes and said, "What's this? I remember when I was out on a trip and fought with a group of ghouls for a long time. I was so tired that I looked up at a farmer's house and found a family to stay. There was no extra room at his house. I slept in a pig's nest for a day and a night."

Fang Xiaomei said: "I can't tell that you can still endure such hardship."

"Only those who endure hardships can be the best." Mu Changfeng opened his eyes and looked at Fang Xiaomei, and quickly closed it again, "A man is a real man, it is beneficial to sharpen more."

Fang Xiaomei looked at the exhausted man in front of her and her expression became extremely complicated. When his breath gradually fell asleep, Fang Xiaomei left Wang San's home and entered the forest to pick a lot of wild vegetables. After returning, she cooked a large pot of wild vegetable soup.

Mu Changfeng was awakened by the aroma of wild vegetable soup and couldn't help swallowing. He was about to praise Fang Xiaomei for her superb cooking skills, but suddenly he found that the girl in the room opened a small crack in the door and stared at the iron pot intently.

Mu Changfeng looked at her waxy little face and felt pity, saying, "Little sister, are you hungry? Come out and eat with us."

The girl looked at Mu Changfeng with full vigilance, tiptoed out of the inner room, found a wooden pier, and sat down at the farthest position from Mu Changfeng.

Mu Changfeng found a few tattered porcelain bowls in the cabinet, filled a large bowl of soup, and delivered them to the girl, saying, "Eat while it's hot, it smells very fragrant and it must be very good."

The girl glared at Mu Changfeng fiercely, spat, got up and ran to Fang Xiaomei, staring straight into the pot.

Mu Changfeng was so kind that he was not rewarded. He was very embarrassed. Fang Xiaomei looked at it and said, "Little sister, has this brother messed with you?"

The girl said, "My mother said that the men in the world don't have good things, they deserve to die, and they deserve to be struck by lightning."

A vicious curse was spoken from a little girl, which was particularly shocking. Fang Xiaomei and Mu Changfeng looked at each other and were worried about the girl's future together.

A person's character is closely related to his family. Girls are already so extreme at a young age. If they are not corrected in time, will it be better to grow up?

While drinking wild vegetable soup, Mu Changfeng was thinking about ways to resolve the girl's extreme thoughts, but the girl didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

After living in Wangsan's family for three days, the girl would show her face while eating, and usually kept herself in the inner room. Her mother, Zhuang Mengdie, was unconscious. Every time the baby cried hungry, Fang Xiaomei personally cooked rice and fed it carefully. The girl saw it and was grateful in her heart, and got along very well with her.

Wang San was still missing. Mu Changfeng was anxious and pulled Fang Xiaomei out of the house and whispered: "Please do you a favor. Can you help me cut the little girl's finger and take a drop of blood?"

"What do you want to do?" Fang Xiaomei put her waist on her waist and had a bad attitude, like a female wolf protecting her cub.

Mu Changfeng said: "I want to use the Thousand Mile Tracking Technique to find Wang San's whereabouts, and I need a drop of blood from his relatives."

Fang Xiaomei said: "That child is skinny and bone-skinned. Do you still want her blood?"

Mu Changfeng said: "Just one drop."

"It's not okay, just die of this heart. If you dare to touch half of her finger, I will fight you hard." Fang Xiaomei's bad attitude remained unchanged at all. She glared at Mu Changfeng fiercely, with no one able to match her momentum.

Mu Changfeng stood motionless in the yard, feeling very angry. He had been walking in the world for several years, but when did he feel so sad? He was helpless to be punished by a young woman. It was his first time for the first time.

"What is love? One thing is to subdue another." Uncle Lin often talks about this sentence. At that time, Mu Chang was not open to his charm and did not understand the meaning of the words. He even laughed at Uncle Lin for being afraid of his appearance as if he was avoiding a cat and a mouse.

At this time, I thought about it carefully and said that Mr. Lin’s words definitely make sense. It is caused by love, and it is caused by fear. If the love is not opened, how could it be subdued by a weak little woman?

Mu Changfeng made up his mind secretly that no matter when and where, Fang Xiaomei would never be suppressed. He immediately said seriously: "Miss Fang, Wang San has not seen many days, all because you gave the silver note. The responsibility lies with you. You have to help you with this, and you have to help if you don't."

Fang Xiaomei said with a "hey" and said, "You young boy with a bad baby is so big-headed garlic in front of me? You go to be a bad guy, why do you let me collude with you? With such a small thing, you can tell that your character is not very good. Mu Changfeng, you are the kind of person who has to hold your back to death. You are as black as ink as you want to dye others black. You can do bad things by borrowing other people's hands. It's obviously you who have to go to hell alone and have to hold others to follow you. It's too unethical."

"I...I..." Mu Changfeng wanted to refute, but he was speechless and could not find a suitable refutation.

"What am I? I am so guilty. I realize my own nature. I am extremely grateful now. How did you do your conscience when you fell off the cliff and found that you didn't let me make a human cushion for you?"

Mu Changfeng was speechless when he was scolded, and couldn't help but feel angry and annoyed. He always thought that his "poisonous tongue skills" were rare in the world, and now he finally met a powerful opponent. Moreover, this opponent was unreasonable and even better at exaggerating. He found that he wanted to suppress Fang Xiaomei's momentum was like a fool.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the distance, and the sound of talking to several men in a rough voice.

Mu Changfeng looked at Fang Xiaomei helplessly, walked out of the gate and looked at the end of the road. After a while, several big and thick men appeared, carrying the mud-like Wang San. The old village chief followed behind with sighs.

It was dark at that time. When everyone entered Wang San's house, Mu Changfeng finally found that Wang San was drunk and covered in blood, his nose and face were swollen, and he felt the pleasure of relieving his hatred.

The old village chief was about to open the door of the inner room, but Fang Xiaomei reached out to stop him and said, "Her wife has a bloody postpartum and is resting. She can't disturb her."

"Wife actually went out to gamble when she gave birth to a baby? What a sin? How did this bastard in Lujia Village have been made?" The old village chief was so angry that his face turned pale and ordered a few strong men to find a wooden board and place Wang San on it.

Mu Changfeng said: "Has he fell?"

The old village chief found a wet cloth and wiped Wang San's blood while saying, "I was beaten up by someone in partnership, almost losing my life."

Mu Changfeng cursed inwardly and said, "Leave his wife who was ill-fed and went to gamble. Something is the thing. He fights when he is drunk. No wonder he lives like this virtue."

The old village chief said, "This time it was really not a drunken fight. It's strange. Wang San took a silver note to gamble in Suzhou City, and all of them lost. As soon as he reached the village head, people from the Suzhou gambling house caught up and said that what he gave was not a silver note, but a piece of dark paper. The person who came was beating him half to death without saying anything. If I hadn't pleaded with several old brothers in the village, he would have been beaten to death."

Mu Changfeng was shocked and couldn't help but look at Fang Xiaomei.

Fang Xiaomei stood quietly in the corner, and the dim candlelight reflected her rather strange face.

It seems angry but not angry, it seems smile but not smile, full of resentment and hatred, which makes people shudder.

Mu Changfeng's thoughts were lit up and he quickly understood what Fang Xiaomei did.

She understood the gambler's psychology and expected that Wang San would go to the gambling room if he got the silver bill, so she used a trick to give Wang San a piece of dark paper.

The people in the gambling house were all extremely vicious people. She expected that they would not swallow the anger of being fooled and would punish Wang San to death.
Chapter completed!