"Village Chief Lin."
"Hello."
Village Chief Lin stood up to greet him, shook hands with Li Cang, invited him to sit aside, raised his hand to say hello, and a puppet came out from the side door, holding a teacup and some pastries in his hand.
Is it the art of mechanism? Li Cang took a few curious glances and concluded that it was not as good as Ruhua, whose movements were a bit stiff, and a simple human joint model.
"How's it going? Our machine dolls are on par with those from the Wuhou Sect."
Village Chief Lin showed off to Li Cang that he did this every time visitors came, and he always got surprised looks.
"...fine."
Li Cang responded politely, no wonder Zhuge Qing would say after seeing Ruhua that the grandma had seen it and had to smash the rags she made. It turned out that both families were sleeping dragons and phoenixes.
Seeing that Li Cang didn't react much, the village chief scratched his head and looked up at the person leading the way. He wisely left, leaving only two people in the ancestral hall.
"Excuse me, I'm here to visit you this time. What do you mean?"
Village Chief Lin asked. Momen has been hiding from the world since the Thirty-six Thieves Incident. The only connection with the outside world is the civil engineering business and the sale of some wood products to make a living.
Li Cang didn't hide it. He turned on his phone and called up the photo of the centipede he had taken on the beam.
After Village Chief Lin saw this, his breath changed, and anger rose in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it and looked at Li Cang with apologetic eyes.
"Sorry, it is indeed our work. These brats down there have learned some bad tricks."
He openly admitted that it was poor mountains and rivers that fostered unruly people, but most of the sects with ideological inheritance were sensible.
To cultivate Taoism, you need to cultivate your heart first. Many of the tasks of temporary workers are done by strangers who suddenly gained power. Therefore, it is difficult for Ma Xianhong's idea to be realized.
Unless the threshold is raised, practice meditation first, and then transform the self-cultivation furnace after reaching the state of happiness. Unfortunately, he believes in the concept of Jiejiao, teaching without distinction, and does not set thresholds.
"Mr. Cang, which ancestral hall is this?"
Li Cang came back to his senses and answered Village Chief Lin's question. When it came to the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall, he immediately understood.
That is the place where Village Chief Lin has a deep memory. There were only a few troublesome things. I remember that the young man in the village went to find it once and came back after getting the promise.
As a result, after procrastinating for a long time about what information needed to be submitted and stamped and signed, we left it alone for the time being and let the engineering team find someone to handle it.
Unexpectedly, this treatment is like this. They are often taught to love both sides, but they do such shameful things.
"I'll gather them, find them, and hand them over to Nadu Tong for processing."
Village Chief Lin stood up to resign and went to gather people. Li Cang nodded. He trusted Momen.
The matter is not serious, it is not a matter of murder and arson, and it is not a case of hiding and absconding. As for whether the villagers will unite to protect each other, he is not afraid. The tiger skin can be traced everywhere on his body. Not every village is a Tazhai.
"Mr. Cang, please come with me. I have prepared some food. Your other companion is also over there."
After Village Chief Lin left, the person who had led the way came over to invite him. He gave up the road in the middle, which wasted time. It was already one o'clock at noon, and he was indeed a little hungry.
Without the rice cooker Yuan'er, I have lost track of time. The kitten didn't follow me this time, and is probably being fed in Ren Fei's arms. I'm envious of the tenderness.
He walked to the village chief's house and entered. The driver was working hard to cook. When he saw him coming, he raised his hand to say hello and patted the seat next to him.
Li Cang sat over and tasted it. It tasted good and was enough for home-cooked meals.
After lunch, he went to the yard and walked a while with his hands behind his back to digest.
Just then, the middle-aged man who greeted him earlier came over and talked to Li Cang about the latest progress.
The man was found, kneeling in front of the ancestral hall. Li Cang followed him and saw a large number of villagers eating melon and watching a show at the door.
"Have you learned all the things from the ancestors' religion and got them into a dog's head!?"
As soon as he entered, he heard the village chief scolding him. Li Cang looked at the kneeling man. He looked quite young, which made sense. He was young and energetic, and did things without thinking about the consequences.
"Oh, this actually has a reason for that boss. Xiao Hai wanted to make him unlucky for a while from the beginning, but he didn't expect that he would cause so many troubles."
There is no shortage of peacemakers everywhere, but the village chief turned his head and glared at the person who spoke, and he shut up instantly. The power of the village chief was evident.
"Mr. Cang, Xiaohai will be left to you to handle everything."
Village Chief Lin is indeed very organized and does not cover up. He even announced the matter and used it as an example to educate the villagers.
Li Cang nodded. This matter is not a big deal. Originally, the highest punishment was to go to a dragon farm to learn the truth for a while, but now that he has a good attitude towards admitting his mistakes, he will probably be given some carpentry work and some labor reform.
"That's good. Let that kid calm down."
Village Chief Lin nodded and felt relieved. The gangster in his family had done something wrong and deserved to be punished, but as an elder, he was still worried.
"Let's all go away. Remember today's lesson, especially you!"
Village Chief Lin asked the others to retreat and specifically named the peacemaker who spoke. He shrank his head and nodded repeatedly.
After a while, the crowds of people in front of the ancestral hall disappeared and became deserted. Li Cang and Village Chief Lin sat on stools and discussed the follow-up matters.
"Not well educated, sorry for causing trouble to you."
"It's okay. The main problem now is the centipede curse."
"Well, it's easy to ask God, but it's hard to send God away..."
Village Chief Lin sighed. This matter is difficult to solve. The centipede fairy is an evolution of belief among ancient carpenters. It is an unconscious program just like Li Cang suspected.
Carving a centipede on the beam will attract the attention of the fairies, and the subsequent development has nothing to do with the person who cast the spell.
To break the curse, the only way is to make Boss Zhang realize his mistake. The Centipede Fairy will leave if he feels that he has changed his mind.
"Can't you use chickens to disperse them? They're not natural enemies."
Li Cang thought of the movies he watched when he was a child, and Village Chief Lin smiled and shook his head, it's not that simple.
The Centipede Fairy Spirit was born from faith. It has no physical entity, so it has some restraint, but ordinary roosters have no effect.
"I'll go take a look tomorrow. This matter started because of us, and we should solve it."
Village Chief Lin was responsible, but Li Cang shook his head. There was already a solution to the matter, so there was no need to spend a lot of time on it.
"Hey, but..."
"Repaying debts is a matter of course."
Hearing Li Cang's words, Village Chief Lin smiled. He actually thought the same thing, but he couldn't say it because he was the one who was wronged.
Regardless of whether it was Boss Zhang who was at fault first or someone else harming ordinary people, it was an unforgivable fault. Fortunately, the people from everywhere were more reasonable.
