Boss, he refused to chase his wife at the crematorium

Chapter 88

　"Master! You have to save us, Master!"

　　"Our village is counting on the masters!"

　　The commotion was so great that seven or eight heavenly masters came over. He Wenzhu was holding the village chief's hand to comfort him.

　　Mo Xie said: "What happened?"

　　As soon as they saw him coming, the others automatically made way.

　　Even if the village chief had never heard Yin Xiao's name, he understood how powerful he was from Mo Xie's calm demeanor and everyone's reactions. He let go of He Wenzhu and ran in front of him: "Master, you have to save us, Master! "

　　Mo Xie: "Speak slowly."

　　"Hey, just now a master said that the God of Fortune consumes the vitality of the land in our village in advance. Does this mean that the village will not be able to bear fruit in the future?" The village chief began to cry again as he spoke, "Our village relies entirely on selling fruits to make money. What will we eat when our money and land fail?"

　　Mo Xie: "Who told you?"

　　The village chief pointed.

　　Wang Tianshi straightened his back unconsciously: "There are neither ghosts nor evil spirits in Jiada Village. The fruits produced in the past few years are of better quality than other places. No matter how you look at it, it is the God of Fortune who deceived the sky burial sacrifices and forcibly overdrafted the village's soil. Now it is supporting I couldn't help but run away and leave the mess to Jiada Village."

　　"It's pure nonsense," Mo Lai's voice was low and serious, "Jiada Village has only consumed a few years of land, and it has produced so many fruits. You can't even see the resentment all over the mountains and plains. How can you be a heavenly master?"

　　Wang Tianshi didn't have enough eyesight, and he didn't have the magic weapon that he could handle. He really didn't see the resentment in Jiada Village. When Mo Xie said this, his face turned blue and white.

　　Yu Sheng, who was huddled in Mo Lai's pocket, touched his nose guiltily.

　　cough.

　　He is not a heavenly master.

　　The village chief was overjoyed when he heard this: "Master, do you mean the village can still be saved?"

　　Mo Xie: "Go to your sky burial place first."

　　Village chief: "Okay, okay, I will lead the way for you!"

　　The little girl following the village chief was attentive: "Although there are no plants on the mountain, there are still many snakes, insects, rats, and ants. I brought toilet water to all the masters."

　　She blushed and handed the toilet water to He Wenzhu first: "Master, I see that the back of your neck looks like a mosquito bite."

　　He Wenzhu subconsciously touched the back of his neck, and there was indeed a small bulge. He took the toilet water and said gently: "Thank you."

　　After He Wenzhu finished using it, he handed the toilet water to Mo Xie: "You can have some too."

　　Mo Xie didn't answer. He stared at the dark green eyes of He Wenzhu and frowned slightly: "Where did you go last night?"

　　He Wenzhu: "Last night? We drank together last night. I drank too much and fell asleep."

　　Mo Xie: "You didn't go out again after you fell asleep?"