Bang!
Bang!
The terrible fists landed on the villagers like cannonballs.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen villagers were beaten to death by Lu Fan.
"Oh my god! How come that Lu family kid is so strong? It's so scary!"
"Yeah! Could it be that this kid from the Lu family knows martial arts?"
Seeing Lu Fan knocking the villagers away with one punch, even Zhang Erkui was scared.
"Go! Go! Everyone, don't be afraid! Even if this kid surnamed Lu knows martial arts, are we still afraid of him with so many of us?"
Zhang Erkui shouted to the frightened villagers behind him.
"Zhang Erkui, why don't you go up? Why do you always let us go up?"
The chief of Xiaoshi Village, who was hiding in the back, finally spoke.
"Yeah, Zhang Erkui! All you do is yell. Why don't you be the first to rush up?" the others also said.
"Isn't this for the overall situation?" Zhang Erkui said.
"Gu your uncle!"
"Zhang Erkui, I think you're just using us as pawns. You're clearly sending us to our deaths! Damn Zhang Erkui, I quit!"
After a villager finished speaking, he dropped the sickle in his hand and ran away.
When the others saw the guy running away, they also dropped their things and started running.
Even the village chief saw everyone running away, so he gritted his teeth and ran away too.
"Hey, hey!"
Seeing everyone running away, Zhang Erkui was speechless.
Looking at the bloody corpses on the ground, Zhang Erkui, who was holding a machete, was completely scared and turned around and wanted to run away.
"You bastard, you want to run away? Can you run away?"
Lu Fan swayed his body, rushed over, and then kicked Zhang Erkui on the back.
Wow!
Zhang Erkui was kicked so hard that blood spurted out of his mouth and he fell to the ground in pain.
later.
Lu Fan walked towards them step by step, holding a machete in his hand.
Seeing Lu Fan approaching him, Zhang Erkui, who was bleeding from his mouth, finally got scared.
"Don't kill me... I beg you, Brother Lu, I was wrong. I promise you I will never dare to do it again!"
Facing Zhang Erkui's pleading, Lu Fan sneered, "Beg me? Too late! A beast like you deserves death."
After Lu Fan finished speaking, he chopped Zhang Erkui on the forehead with a knife.
A whimper.
Zhang Erkui fell in a pool of blood.
After killing Zhang Erkui, Lu Fan did not chase after other villagers from Xiaoshi Village.
He just looked at the fleeing villagers of Xiaoshi Village with cold eyes.
Because he felt that killing them so easily was too easy for them.
He would only feel comfortable if he watched those beasts starve to death.
A night raid finally came to an end.
A total of twenty-one villagers died in Xiaoshi Village.
On Lu Fan's side, six laborers were also harmed by those beasts.
"Young Master, I'm sorry. It's our fault for not protecting you! I deserve to die!"
The person who spoke was Wang Dayong, whose face was covered in blood.
I saw a bloody wound on his shoulder caused by the sickle, and there were several knife wounds on his back!
The remaining few laborers who survived were also covered in scars.
"Dayong, this is not your fault! It's all because those beasts are so mean."
Lu Fan knew Wang Dayong's loyalty, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.
"Alright, everyone, just bandage your wounds first. I'll get you some food!"
Lu Fan was very satisfied with the performance of these hard workers today.
So he decided to give them more food.
at the same time,
Lu Fan had also made up his mind that after tomorrow, he would go to Qingyang Town to buy more medicinal herbs to treat their wounds.
Return to the burrow.
Lu Fan gave them some rice noodles and some rice balls.
When the laborers saw so much food, they didn't even care about the pain from their wounds and kowtowed to Lu Fan in gratitude.
One night.
That's how it passed.
The next morning, Lu Fan prepared to go to Qingyang Town to buy medicinal herbs to treat the laborers who were injured last night.
As soon as I walked out of the City God Temple, I saw Wang Dayong working there with several laborers.
Looking at them working, Lu Fan was stunned.
"Dayong, why are you guys up so early to work? Also, do your injuries hurt?"
Wang Dayong smiled as he saw Lu Fan. "Master, we have to thank you for the delicious food you gave us last night! To be honest, our injuries no longer hurt and are almost healed."
What?
"Is your injury almost healed?"
Lu Fan was stunned when he heard this.
last night.
He saw with his own eyes that Wang Dayong had several bloody wounds on his body!
The arm was also stabbed with a sickle.
Moreover, in this cold winter, recovery from injuries is very slow.
But what did Wang Dayong say now? Their injuries were almost healed?
"Dayong, are you guys really almost healed?"
Lu Fan didn't believe it and hurried over to take a look.
"It's true, young master! If you don't believe me, look!"
Wang Dayong said this as he lifted the clothes on his arms.
Sure enough, I saw that the swelling on the arm wound caused by the sickle yesterday had subsided and the scab was almost healed.
Looking at the wound that healed so quickly, Lu Fan was completely puzzled.
"Dayong, did you prepare the herbal compress tonight?" Lu Fan asked curiously.
"No!"
"Then how did your injuries heal so quickly?" Lu Fan became more and more puzzled.
"This is all thanks to the rice balls you gave us, little master! Little master, you don't know, those rice balls are simply treasures! After eating them, not only did the wounds stop hurting, but even my strength increased a lot!"
"Hey guys, don't you agree?"
After Wang Dayong finished speaking, he looked at the laborers on the side.
"Yes, Brother Yong is right. The rice balls given by the young master are simply treasures!"
Hearing all the laborers say this, Lu Fan's mind started to work quickly.
If it is an accident for one person's wound to heal well, then it is a miracle for all the laborers' wounds to heal well!
That's not right.
The rice balls that I brought were clearly the most ordinary rice that I grew myself.
Could it be that the rice grown with the magic gourd can cure diseases?
boom!
Lu Fan suddenly remembered a sentence Huang Bairong had said before.
Shopkeeper Huang said before that after he ate the rice sold to him by Lu Fan, his chronic cold legs that had plagued him for years were cured for no apparent reason?
then.
Lu Fan didn't take it seriously and thought that Huang Bairong was just talking nonsense.
But now, seeing that the injuries of Wang Dayong and others had recovered so quickly, Lu Fan couldn't help but start to think about it.
"Could it be that the things I grow with the magic gourd can really cure diseases?"
Thinking of this, Lu Fan suddenly became excited and quickly ran back to the cave.
After taking out his magic gourd, Lu Fan poured out some rice and water from it.
Don't mention it.
The rice grown by ourselves is indeed different from ordinary grains.
Not only are the colors translucent, but the rice grains are also crystal clear and plump. Most importantly, these rice grains seem to emit a kind of spiritual feeling.
He took another sip of the clear water poured out of the gourd.
The clear water is completely different from ordinary clear water, and it tastes sweet when you drink it.
"Ha! It seems that my gourd is really a magic gourd!"
"Not only can you grow things, but the things you grow can actually cure diseases?"
"Then wouldn't it be more profitable if we made pills out of rice and sold them?"
Thinking of this, Lu Fan suddenly became excited.