"Non that man, where's Nong's Dasou?"
Just when Xiao Han's thoughts jumped thousands of miles away, and everyone around him was focused on this small temple, no one expected that a sudden voice suddenly sounded behind them!
"Who! What are you doing!"
This time, Wang Wu reacted the fastest! Almost as soon as he heard the sound, he jumped up and subconsciously drew the knife!
"Ah, ouch!"
Behind the crowd, an old man who was about sixty or seventy years old saw Wang Wu's appearance. He immediately screamed in surprise, stepped back, and then sat down heavily on the ground. His old face was twisted in pain.
"Huh? Why is he an old man?"
Only then did Wang Wu, who had half-drawn out the knife, realize that the other person was not an assassin, but a skinny old man. For a moment, he couldn't pull out the knife. He stood there stupidly, wondering whether he should kill the old man first. Pull up.
"Hey! What are you doing! Taking advantage of the large number of people, you are bullying our people in Shijia Village, right?"
However, Wang Wu didn't have to worry about it for long. Not far away, several young students running towards here also saw this scene! When the old man fell, these people were already anxious! He picked up the stones and soil from the ground and rushed over speaking Tang dialect with a strong local accent!
"Hey, why does trouble follow you wherever you go lately?"
Jiayi looked at the three or four young men rushing towards him and sighed helplessly.
However, although he knew that it was probably a misunderstanding, how could he calmly step forward and explain in this situation? He had to put protecting Xiao Han first, so he lit up all the swords, bows and crossbows in his hands, hoping to scare these young people first, and let's talk about the rest later.
Jiayi's decision was right. Seeing this group of outsiders using their knives, the aggressive young people immediately stopped. They stopped three feet away one by one. They did not dare to step forward and could only stare fiercely. They wear armor.
"Hey, give me a hand!"
The two sides glared at each other from a distance, but no one cared about the old man on the ground in the middle. The poor old man climbed up a few times and didn't get up. He could only cover his waist and eyes, let out a feeble gasp, and waited for someone to help him.
Hey, this is really a disaster!
Originally, he was staying at home, but he heard a report from the villagers that a group of people came from outside the village and were sneaking around in his field. They seemed to have rolled up their trouser legs, as if they wanted to steal his fish!
As soon as he heard this, the old man who had always regarded these rice fish as a treasure immediately became furious!
When his son went to the city and didn't come back, he asked his grandson who stayed at home to call for help, while he picked up a hoe and rushed over first.
Unexpectedly, when he came here out of breath, he found that the ground was fine, there were not even any footprints, and no one was stealing fish at all!
After walking around the paddy field, the old man looked here again and found that the group of people were all surrounding the Tutu Temple and they didn't know what they were doing.
Out of curiosity, he put down his hoe, walked over and asked, who would have thought these people would have such a big reaction? Not only were they frightened, but they were also frightened.
"Grandpa! I'll help you up, don't be afraid, people from our village will be here soon!"
A young man with a pockmarked face heard the old man's scream and carefully stepped forward to help the old man up. In the process, he did not forget to give Wang Wu a fierce look.
Opposite him, Wang Wu felt that he was being stared at innocently.
He can guarantee that he never bumped into that old man just now! There is still such a huge gap between the two of you. Even if you were trying to make love, you wouldn't do it like this, would you?
"Oh, slow down!" With the support of his grandson, the old man finally stood up slightly tremblingly. Fortunately, it was winter now and he was wearing thick clothes. Apart from some weak legs, he had no other injuries.
Breathing heavily, he stood up straight. When the old man saw the confrontation between the two sides clearly, he was shocked and waved his hands quickly: "Put it down, put it down! It was a misunderstanding. It was me who couldn't stand firm just now. I can't blame others."
"ah?"
Hearing what the old man said, the young men who were angry just now were stunned, and the stones they were holding slowly relaxed.
They were far apart just now and couldn't see clearly. They thought it was Wang Wu who pushed the old man, which was why he was so excited.
Now that the old man said that he fell down by himself, he naturally had nowhere to vent his anger.
"Ahem, let's also take back our weapons."
Seeing the hesitation and embarrassment of these young people, Xiao Han patted Jiayi on the shoulder and whispered instructions.
"Here!"
A didn't even bother to use knives or guns on a few half-year-old children. Hearing this, he followed his own example. In an instant, there was a loud sound of swords being returned to their scabbards.
After all the swords were retracted, Xiao Han separated from Xiaodong and others who were blocking the front. He stepped forward and said to the old man, Shi Shiran, "I'm really sorry. We scared you just now. Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay! Farmers are very strong!"
It is said that it is difficult to hit someone with a smiling face with a raised fist. When the old man saw that people like Xiao Han were well dressed and carried weapons with them, he was frightened. However, he refused to apologize first because of his face.
At this time, seeing that the person came out to apologize first, the last trace of resentment in his heart suddenly disappeared. He quickly returned the salute, and then shouted to the young man next to him with a beard and a glare: "Why are you still holding up the stone? Aren't you afraid that it will be smashed after a while? Feet? Throw them away! Throw them all to me!"
"Throw it away, hum..."
The young men who were yelled at curled their lips and reluctantly threw away the stones and soil in their hands. At the same time, they said to themselves: Aren't we afraid that you will suffer a loss? It's better now, but it's our fault! Next time you are bullied by outsiders, let me see who will save you!
However, they could only mutter these words in their hearts.
If you dare to speak out, you will inevitably be punished by adults when you return home.
Both sides lost their weapons, and the originally tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
The old man breathed a long sigh of relief, patted the dust on his butt, smiled and asked Xiao Han, who had just spoken: "Huh? From the accent, the guests are not from here, are you here just now?"
Xiao Han touched his nose and couldn't say: I came here to pay homage to myself, although this is the truth...
So, he had no choice but to laugh and say: "I have a good ear. We are indeed passers-by. We just accidentally discovered two earth temples here. We were all a little curious, so we came to take a look."
"What two earth temples?"
The old man was stunned for a moment after hearing Xiao Han's words, and then he laughed and said: "The guest said it's wrong. A land is nourished by water and soil, how can there be two earth temples? The one you are talking about is not the earth grandfather, but a land temple. A great official who has shown great kindness to our people!"
(Note: The way to address elders during the Tang Dynasty was the most confusing. You could call your father "ye", "yeah", "sir", or even "brother"... because it was too confusing and there was no way to restore it, so Coca-Cola will be based on the common knowledge of future generations. , so don’t even call me Mr. Xiao, even if you recognize Xiao Han as your father.)
