When the second son of the Chen family hurried back with his things, Song Fengchen was lying in the courtyard of the Chen family basking in the sun. The Chen family kept him for lunch, and the second sister-in-law Chen was very polite. Although the dishes were all leftovers from yesterday's banquet, the staple food was steaming rice.
There are paddy fields in Yuexi Village, the area is small, and the output is even smaller. Excluding the part of handing over to the public, the rest falls on each villager's head. Ordinary people don't eat it by themselves, they either exchange it for coarse grains, or save it up and give it away as a precious gift. Only the big families like the Chen family, that is, the daughter-in-law who is in confinement, can enjoy the treatment of eating cooked rice.
Song Fengchen is rapidly integrating into such an environment where even white rice is a luxury.
After finally filling his empty stomach, he still ate expensive white rice. No wonder Song Fengchen was so comfortable and satisfied at the moment.
Seeing the second child of the Chen family coming in with a bicycle, the second sister-in-law Chen quickly stopped what she was doing, walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard, poked her head out and looked again and again to make sure that no one was staring at her, then she locked the courtyard door with a bang. Door.
It's not that she is sneaky, it's that she dare not be unguarded in the current age, it's okay now, but if it counts up to five or six years, there will be no fights in the open space in front of the county revolutionary committee. How many monsters and monsters died.
She is afraid, because the eldest of her family is the captain of the production brigade, the second child works in a supply and marketing cooperative, and her grandchildren are all promising. There are not a few people in the old Chen family who secretly envy her.
If someone with a heart knows that her family is committing crimes and engaging in the Four Olds, and casually pokes at the commune or the Revolutionary Committee, her old Chen family will be over.
The second son of the Chen family took off the bamboo basket on his back, put it in front of Song Fengchen, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, panted heavily, and said, "I found all the things for you, but they were all bought from scraps. It was dug out from the station, a bit old."
No one on the street would dare to sell these messy things these days, and he got into the waste collection station because of his cousin from his father-in-law's family. Just for these things, he spent a small thirty yuan up and down just for management, which was not counted as a debt of favor he owed.
The second son of the Chen family looked at Song Fengchen rather depressedly, and now he didn't dare to think too much about it, he only hoped that Song Fengchen could really solve this mess of his family.
Song Fengchen stood up, lifted the rags covering the bamboo basket, and revealed the contents inside.
The two mahogany swords are still intact, but there are traces of insects on the hilt. A pile of uneven yellow paper, crumpled, probably soaked in water, with stains on it. A small box of cinnabar, a large bag of various copper coins, a pair of Sanqing bells, two writing brushes, and an old compass.
The second son of the Chen family said again: "There are quite a few such things in the waste collection station, but in order not to attract attention, and I don't know the goods, and many things are tattered, I just randomly picked some that looked the most complete. Come back now, can you look at these things?"
Song Fengchen put the two mahogany swords aside, picked up the palm-sized, black compass, and warmed his hands.
Over five thousand years of iron ebony, a good thing.
He gathered a wisp of true energy on his fingertips, and flicked it towards the pointer in the center of the compass.
Only a faint light flashed above the compass, but the pointer remained motionless.
High-grade magic weapon, good baby!
"Not bad." Unexpectedly, the second son of the Chen family could bring him such a surprise, Song Fengchen's eyes flashed, and he said with great certainty: "Your family's affairs are settled!"
With Song Fengchen's guarantee, Chen's second sister-in-law couldn't help but quickly prepared an empty room for him according to Song Fengchen's instructions, and then slaughtered the only rooster in the house, and gave him a small bowl. Cock blood.
Song Fengchen prepares to draw symbols.
He doesn't think highly of Zhao Cheng, even if the other party is a ten-year-old ghost. After all, Zhao Cheng has been trapped in prison since his death. Although the prison is not a good place, it is a national law enforcement unit after all, and has the unique ability to suppress evil. It is conceivable that staying in such a place will not be able to practice, and Zhao Cheng's strength is not much higher. go.
But he also didn't dare to underestimate Zhao Cheng. After all, he was injured now, and there was very little true energy in his dantian. Violent suppression was impossible, so he had to take advantage of it.
The most important thing about a character is a little aura, which can be done in one stroke.
The current Song Fengchen is far from reaching such a state, he can only hold the edge of the table with one hand, and copy a little bit with the brush in the other hand.
When the sun was setting, Song Fengchen came out of the room.
According to his previous suggestion, Second Sister-in-law Chen sent all the juniors in her family to their natal family, and now ChenFeeling that the disk was integrated into one, he took out a small handful of copper coins, and threw them vigorously in the direction of Zhao Cheng, and all the copper coins with their weak aura fell on Zhao Cheng without falling.
"Ah¡ª" In the void, the screams instantly increased by several decibels, but no matter how Zhao Cheng dodged, Song Fengchen could always capture Zhao Cheng's position keenly through the compass, and threw handfuls of copper coins Going down, the double physical and mental torture directly drove Zhao Cheng crazy, and he shouted: "I'm going to kill you¡ª¡ª"
Having said that, he rushed towards the only second child of the Chen family who was helpless on the field.
The second son of the Chen family stared like a copper bell, looking straight at the faint white light in front of the left, and there was only one thought left in his mind - Wocao, Song San is shining!
Immediately after, a gust of wind captivated his eyes, and before he could recover, he suddenly felt his palms burn, and a golden light burst out from his body, hitting Zhao Cheng fiercely.
There was another howling of ghosts and wolves, and Zhao Cheng begged for mercy instantly: "Ding Xiaoyan, no, mom, I was wrong, please forgive me, I dare not, stop beating"
Hearing the sound of "Mom", Mrs. Chen's second sister-in-law stopped subconsciously.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Cheng rushed towards the direction of the door, but he didn't want to bump into the boss of the Chen family who was waiting outside the door.
"What is this"
Before Zhao Cheng finished speaking, he heard a bang, and the mouth of the wine jar was blocked by the boss of the Chen family.
The cloudy wind stopped suddenly, the oil lamp was lit again, and the boss of the Chen family came in with soft feet holding the wine jar.
Unaware that he had become a bait, the second son of the Chen family stretched out his hand and saw that the talisman paper in his palm was gone, leaving only a handful of ashes.
It's that simple?
He looked at the wine jar in the hands of the boss of the Chen family, and then at Song Fengchen who continued to calm down, with a dazed expression on his face.
Song Fengchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was not in vain that he had prepared so well. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com