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date="2021-09-25"

title="Chapter 17"

weight="136739"

series = ["Carrying a Hoe to Cultivate"]

mode = "manual"

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A man holding a water basin ran past the two of them, then stopped, and shouted to Gu Wen one by one: "Your old house is on fire, don't hurry up to put out the fire." Go ahead.

"Crap, I'll go extinguishing the fire." Gu Wen said hurriedly to Xia Yi who was sluggish in place, and then tucked the corners of the shirt neatly into his belt, returned to the house and lifted a wooden bucket with one hand, facing the old house. Ran in the direction. "You are at home, don't run around."

"179, is it the fire from my heart-shaped candle?" Xia Yi asked the system in despair.

"Host, it seems like this."

When Xia Yi also rushed to the old house with the wooden basin in panic, the open flame had been extinguished, and only the roof and windows were still slowly emitting black smoke.

When the black smoke dissipated, everyone walked into the room to take a closer look.

I saw that the walls of the house were singed to darkness, and the ground was wet. The crowd surrounded the empty house, puzzling and talking about it.

"How could this old house catch fire? There is no one in it and no furniture." Li Zhu asked suspiciously, fanning the black smoke in front of his nose.

"Yeah, I can't figure it out, and there is no such thing as wildfires and thunderstorms, so I ignited myself."

"Could it be that some mountain spirit lives in this house?" someone shouted silently.

"What are you talking about? There are mountain spirits all day long. Has anyone really seen mountain spirits? They were all made up by others." The person next to him immediately refuted the rumor. "However, I went to the next village two days ago and heard about them. There are fox demon in the village..."

"I was going out and saw that the room was burning and the window lattices were burning. I hurried to Uncle Wang's house. Uncle Wang immediately took the gong out..." Li Zhu triumphantly turned towards the surrounding people. Take credit.

Gu Wen put down the bucket in his hand and wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve. Seeing Xia Yicong's face lost his soul after entering the house, he whispered comforting, "Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's already extinguished. NS."

"Then...Is that a big loss? What have been burned?" Xia Yi's voice changed.

"The old house didn't have much at all, just a few unused broken furniture piled in the corner, all worthless, burn it." Gu Wenchi saw that his voice had changed sharply, and he quickly calmed down.

"Then do you see how the fire started?" Xia Yi murmured anxiously, feeling up and down.

"How can it be burned? I can't hide it from others? I really thought I couldn't tell?" Uncle Wang was holding a wooden basin in one hand and his copper urinal in the other, his small eyes shot out. Bright, looks impressive.

When Xia Yi's legs softened and her mouth opened, she immediately prepared to confess like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, "Uncle Wang, I..."

Uncle Wang raised his hand to stop Xia Yiwei's words, and said with a sullen expression: "Those three bad embryos are really undead. They have suffered a lot from your place, and since then, they have a grudge and wait for an opportunity to retaliate. First, go to your yard to steal and steal. If you don’t succeed, you can just smash the new shirts that are drying in the yard. This is not enough, you stole into your old house to set fire!"

"And they have directed their hatred towards the whole village. The day before yesterday, the egg was boiled by his mother. After putting it in a bowl, he turned and went back to the room. Guess what? Just this time, the egg is just No more." Uncle Wang first smiled coldly, then cast his gaze to the distance, and sighed faintly: "From now on there will be no peace in the village, it's bloody storm..."

"As long as I catch the arson thief, I want him to lose a layer of skin." Uncle Wang sat down on the copper urinal fiercely, gritted his teeth and said.

"179, I'm so scared." Xia Yi shrank to Gu Wenzhu's side, shivering with the system.

"What's the matter?" Gu Wen gradually noticed Xia Yi's abnormality, and when no one was paying attention, he stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Zhu, this fire, this fire may have been lit by me." Xia Yi bowed his head down and felt uneasy. "I thought"

"Xiao Yi, don't hide for the bad guys. These bad guys are not worth it." Uncle Wang heard it sharply and interrupted loudly. Seeing that Xia Yi was still talking, he reached out and made a stop gesture, "Don't say anything. Uncle Wang knew it in his heart."

Xia Yi, 179: ...

Back home, Gu Wen remembered the first thing about going out to see the surprise, so he said apologetically to Xia Yi: "You meant to give me a surprise, but the house was on fire. Now you can take it. Am I going to see the surprise?"

Xia Yi's mouth opened and opened, and at last he had to answer vaguely: "All the surprises are burned out, and I will show it to you again when I have a chance."

"Host, do you want to set fire again?" 179 screamed incredulously.

"Don't dare, don't dare." Xia Yi hurriedly denied, adding, "I mean another surprise."

The next day, Xia Yi went to the field to see his radish. The green radish seedlings were very gratifying, and a bumper harvest would be expected.

After waiting for a long time happily, Xia Yi began to walk home slowly after the addiction.

As soon as walked to the east of the village, saw a strange middle-aged and elderly man with long hair scattered, Zheng Shi Shiran standing by the pigsty of Sister Li's house. And Uncle Wang was squatting under the willow tree on one side, smoking a cigarette pretendingly, and observing calmly.

It was a thin old man in his fifties, with long hair hanging down his shoulders. It's like a worldly expert who has come out of a costume drama.

He was wearing a cyan gown with large sleeves and a toga. The fabric looked good, and it swayed slightly in the wind. The waistband is also embroidered with dark floral prints, revealing a low-key connotation of luxury. With one hand behind him and his long beard with the other hand, it looks like a fairy wind road is super dusty.

Such people usually only appear on the top of the mountains or deep in the clouds, usually either playing the piano or playing chess, followed by two disciples who serve tea.

Now appearing next to Sister Li's pigsty, there are still two big fat pigs humming inside, and the picture is not harmonious no matter how you look at it.

Uncle Wang saw Xia Yi and beckoned him. After Xia Yi walked over, he covered his mouth with his hand, and said mysteriously: "I wandered around the village early in the morning, and how can I sell pigs for a few nights? Look at how he looks, whether he is a liar or a pigger who breeds|pigs|breds."

How long is the pig? Xia Yi looked at the old man, repeating the pig that Uncle Wang said in her mouth for several nights, feeling inexplicably familiar.

Pigs for a few nights, pigs for a few nights, build the base fluid! Xia Yi snorted, did that person actually talk about foundation building fluid? ? ! !

Xia Yi started to plop in her heart. After thinking about it, she couldn't let it go, so she walked towards the pigpen. Seeing Xia Yi coming, the old man nodded slightly and nodded when he saw Xia Yi's arrival. Before he could get closer, he asked aloud, "Is the little friend here to buy the foundation liquid?"

That's right! Build the base fluid! It's not a pig for a few nights!

Xia Yi walked to him, looked up and down, and then whispered in a tone like a connector code: "Xiuxian? You are not from this world? System? Wearing books?"

The old man was taken aback when he heard it, watching Xia Yi gradually widen his eyes, his face was full of joy, and he replied in a low voice like him: "I don't understand what you said later, but I am indeed a cultivator. "

After speaking, I looked at Xia Yi’s face and saw that he was calm, not as if it was difficult to accept that the sky was falling apart, and then he continued: "I just finished a game of chess on the top of the mountain last morning, and I am going to play the piano by the lake. I don’t know how. What happened, the world revolved, and then I opened my eyes and I came here. Everyone I saw all the way asked, no one had heard of Xiuxian, is this a paradise here? But I turned around for a day without looking for an exit, and I went to ask How do other people go out? Others say that you just follow this road and you will arrive at the county seat."

This person seems to be different from me, or is he a lunatic, or he is really cultivating immortals. It's impossible for a lunatic to know the foundation liquid, could it be that he was originally a person in the world of cultivating immortals, and then came from over there?

Seeing Xia Yi's doubts, the man whispered again: "It sounds incredible, but I'm telling the truth. I am Liu Siqian, the third elder of the Qishan school. I have heard of my name."

I'll take a big fuck! !

Seeing Xia Yi still standing still in a daze, Liu Siqian thought he still didn't believe it, sighed, and continued to explain: "I could prove my identity with magic techniques, but I don't know what happened. I can't use magic, and I was mistaken for a liar..."

Xia Yi stopped her thoughts and decisively raised her hand to interrupt him, "No need to explain, I believe you."

This special Qishan faction and base building fluid have all come out, can they still be a liar? This clearly came from the world of cultivating immortals.

"System, your internal management is too bad, right? How do you all work? I won't talk about it here, now even people from the world of cultivating immortals are here."

Xia Yi is simply worried for the entire system community.