Chapter 72

Grasp Yang Fan's hand to loosen, but Yang Fan felt the cool heart.

A chill wind blew.

Yang Fan was beaten in a terrible way.

Yang Fan was beaten black and blue, and his cry was very loud. At last, he lost his voice. Yang Fan didn't expect that the beautiful and generous lady Yang would hit her face with her hands.

Afterwards, Yang Fan lay on the bed, and Mrs. Yang wiped his body with medicinal wine.

Hit on the son, pain in the mother's heart, with this sentence to describe the slightest violation.

Medicinal wine is tearing Yang Fan's skin, but he is not moved.

"Do you know why I hit you?" Asked Mrs. Yang.

Yang Fan nodded, "because I didn't go home all night."

Mrs. Yang shook her head. "The village head's house has been stolen and a piece of gold has been lost. It's found that it's shuiyuetiangan, the pockmarked girl who took you to the city."

Yang Fan understood and looked at Mrs. Yang, "mother, if you are not beating me, I can still carry it."

Without saying a word, Mrs. Yang pinched him in the face.

"You can stand you. It seems that you have to be beaten again."

Mrs. Yang poked her head out and cried, "Mr. Xiang, your son's skin is itching!"

Soon a thin sweat ran straight into the room, holding a stick the size of an adult's arm.

He walked slowly to Yang Fan, "madam, where do you say to fight?"

Now is an ordinary person's Yang Fan, that dares to bear these directly, a stirs up spirit to jump out of bed, hid in own room.

Outside the room, there was a sound.

Village head Yang Yue kicks in with people.

The thin man scolded his mother and ran out with a stick.

"Yang San Si, it's OK for me to come uninvited."

Dark skin, some of the village head smile with small steps forward.

The thin and weak man, Yang Sansi, arrived at the door and found that he just had one more footprint. Then he put a smile on his angry face.

"Of course there are problems!" Waving his stick, Yang took a step forward.

The village head and the dozen people he brought with him even stepped back three steps.

Although Yang Sansi was thin and weak, he was a famous Mangfu in the village. He was once a man who went up the mountain to fight monsters.

Even if the village head is standing at the highest moral point, it is useless.

Yang three four have a step forward, the village head and others are back six steps, two steps to the door.

"Yang 34, I tell you that I'm here today to take your son to confront us. You can't do anything to us."

"Confrontation, what kind of confrontation? Didn't you already say that? His father and I are both good people, and his son will not do anything furtive. The only one who can do such a thing is shuiyuetian, the daughter of a bitch. "

Mrs. Yang rolled up her sleeves and strode forward.

The village head and his party retreated to the door. "Shuiyuetian has come. She is injured all over. She said she stole gold. But when she entered the city, she was seriously injured by Yang Fan in a corner and fainted. When she woke up, the gold disappeared."

At this time, Yang Fan trotted out, "I didn't rob or steal. As for why she was injured, I think I'll see her."

Yang Fan strides forward and stares at the head of the village. The head of the village looks at the short and tender Yang Fan, who is tense all over. He has an impulse to retreat immediately.

When Yang Fan wants to continue to speak, a trim hand pinches his ear, "you little son of a bitch, who let you out, roll back to me!"

Then Mrs. Yang kicked Yang Fan's ass, but his ass was hurt.

"Village head, I'll leave my words here today. If I see my son lose a hair in the future, I'll go to your house and make a havoc, so that you can know that we good women are not easy to bully."

With a bang, Yang closed the door, and the village head was sweating.

"Village head, what should we do?" A young man came up.

Feeling angry, the village head immediately knocked him on the head, "what do you want me to do? What else can we do? Didn't they say that? What kind of upbringing can a bitch's daughter have? "

The village head and his party came to the punishment hall in the village and looked at the pockmarked girl who was locked up in the cage. "Alas, if you buy him into a kiln, how much can you change some money?"

Soon several women came in. They put up the struggling water moon sky and sent them to clean up. The people in the kiln would not accept dirty women.

When she was bathing, she was already struggling. A middle-aged woman had no choice but to knock her unconscious. Soon they were shocked. The pockmarks on shuiyuetian's face were not born, but painted.

Their dirty faces were wiped clean, and their pockmarked faces turned into spotless white faces. They didn't dare to be careless and told the village head about it. When the village head came in, he saw Shuiyue and said, "this can buy a good price."

The next morning, people from the kiln in the city came. They were very satisfied with shuiyuetian. They gave the village head ten liang of gold, but only five liang of gold was lost. The village head stared at the gold, and finally he was not willing to take it into his arms.

Shuiyuetian was carried to the red sedan chair.

The sedan chair was empty, with only a red board and a fixed flower chair. The kiln people carried her around the village for a week. The purpose is to tell the people in the village to shine their eyes in the future. This woman has been in the kiln.

The people in the kiln stopped at the entrance of the village.

They were stopped by a young, dark boy.

All the people from the kiln are four men with great strength. Together, they can fight with Yang Sansi.

But Yang Fan's eyes made them dare not move.

Yang Fan walked slowly. Shuiyuetian then cried out like he saw hope, "Yang Fan, you're here to save me, right? Go and tell the village head that you stole my money, and then you're guilty, so I'll be fine."

Yang Fan looked at shuiyuetian lying on the edge of the sedan chair, "did you think about today when you left me?"

"I know I'm wrong. You're the one I used to block the gun. If I'm caught, I'll give them the rest of my money, so I'll be released. You'll be my ghost, and then you'll be beaten half dead and thrown out of the city. But I can save you if I'm in good health."

Yang Fan sneers. This place is full of aura. In the past two days, Yang Fan's cultivation has been promoted to the day after tomorrow, which is enough to be proud of the world.

He held up shuiyuetian's chin in one hand. "It seems that I have to thank you."

"Why don't you go to the head of the village and ask for the trouble?"

Yang Fan calmly smile, his head does not turn away, in his body came behind the tear of the roar, "Yang Fan, I want to die, your family will be king."

Yang Fan suddenly turned his head, "you can try it!"

The fierce wind blows to shuiyuetian. If there are four big men in front of her, she will probably die.