In the crowd that night, Zhang Shigen's standing figure was not there.
This skinny man, who had high expectations for Chu Xun, traded his life for one of the arms of the Martial Master from Three Stones Village.
When he was carried back, his abdon had caved in.
The Martial Master had kicked and broken most of his ribs, piercing his internal organs full of holes.
The only thing worth rejoicing over was that his state of death couldn't be considered tragic.
Zhang Anxiu cried so hard she couldn't stand up, hugging her dad's corpse and calling out to him again and again.
In the entire Pinecone Village, the sound of crying could be heard everywhere for those few days.
A few crows, not finding Chu Xun's figure by the fields, lingered in the village.
They blinked their eyes, watching pieces of white cloth being hung up in the farmhouses and coffins being transported into the village.
In the fields, n were digging pits and moving earth, preparing for burials.
Caw—
Caw—
The cries of these few crows sounded exceptionally mournful.
Upon hearing the news, Zhang Sanchun rushed back from the wealthy landlord's house in town.
This honest-looking man had indeed thought about taking revenge.
Chu Xun stopped him. "Uncle Shigen said that the Zhang family must leave an heir. If you go and sothing happens, leaving Anxiu alone in the village to be bullied in the future, who will protect her?"
"Even if you want revenge, it's not now. The days ahead are long, there will always be an opportunity."
These words were not false. Although the Martial Master from Three Stones Village returned to town injured, he had a sect behind him, located right in the county town.
Villages fighting over water and causing casualties had happened from ancient tis to the present.
But if you still chased after them for revenge afterwards, let alone not being a match for the Martial Master.
Even if you were, his sect would not stand idly by.
The Zhang family were rely commoners, honest farrs. How could they deal with these martial artists whose arms were thicker than ordinary people's thighs?
Even Chu Xun, at the first level of the Qi Condensation Stage, couldn't do it.
He was just stronger than ordinary people and knew two spells used for cultivation.
If a real fight broke out, he was currently no match at all.
But Chu Xun did not just let the matter drop. Instead, he patted Zhang Sanchun's arms heavily with both hands.
"When I was young and had no food at ho, I relied entirely on the village's collective als for relief so I wouldn't starve to death. Whether it was Uncle Shigen, or other uncles, brothers, and sisters, they all treated well, their kindness equal to that of parents."
"I will take on this debt."
"Big Brother, just watch. When the day cos, I will personally visit them to seek revenge and wipe out this grievance!"
Zhang Sanchun stared blankly at Chu Xun. This youth, who was several years younger and half a head shorter than him, had such bright eyes and such overwhelming montum.
He didn't understand how, if they couldn't take revenge now, they would be able to in the future.
But in his heart, he inexplicably felt that Chu Xun was trustworthy.
If he said it could be done, then it definitely could be done!
Glancing at his little sister, who was kneeling dejectedly in front of the mourning hall not far away.
Zhang Sanchun looked at Chu Xun again. "Marry my sister."
Chu Xun was startled, and Zhang Sanchun continued, "Dad used to say that if you were part of the Zhang family, the Zhang family would definitely have good days ahead. Now that my dad is gone, I know I don't have much ability. The villagers all say I can't even fart after being beaten with a stick three tis."
"Although my little sister's temperant is stubborn, she's not a bad person. If you marry her, everything belonging to the Zhang family will be yours. I won't take a single copper coin, okay?"
Looking at this honest man, Chu Xun suddenly wanted to ask, who spread the rumor that he was foolish?
How much did the Zhang family really have? It was nothing more than four and a half acres of land and an old yellow mud house. Rummaging through boxes and chests might not even turn up two taels of silver.
This was indeed all the family possessed. For farrs who made a living from the land, such a price could not be considered small.
If outsiders knew, his reputation as a fool would be even more solidified.
Giving up the entire family fortune just to find a brother-in-law—if your dad knew, he'd be so angry he'd jump out of his coffin to smack you!
Chu Xun could be certain that Zhang Sanchun absolutely did not know his trump cards and secrets.
But this man, who had always been laughingly called a fool in the village, was able to burn his bridges like this, betting everything on a sixteen-year-old youth.
Perhaps he simply felt that Chu Xun was smart enough and could help their siblings a lot.
As for other things, like what he would do if the land and family property were given to Chu Xun.
Doing short-term work for wealthy families wasn't a lifelong solution either.
The work was sporadic, and they would even deduct your wages.
But he really hadn't considered that much; his thoughts were just that simple and pure.
Chu Xun did not agree, not because he looked down on Zhang Anxiu.
In all fairness, although this girl's appearance was unremarkable, she was a good girl who could manage and guard a ho.
For living a life, marrying soone like her wouldn't be a mistake.
But both of them were still young. Even though fourteen or fifteen was already marriageable age in this world, Chu Xun couldn't get past his own hurdle.
Whatever the matter was, they could talk about it in a few years.
Seeing that he didn't agree, although Zhang Sanchun was disappointed, he didn't force it.
He only felt that his sister wasn't worthy.
Chu Xun didn't say much more. Returning to his small courtyard, he began to continuously use his spells.
Minor Cloud Rain Spell 1
Minor Cloud Rain Spell 1
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The disturbance of the ard conflict over water between the two villages did not last too long.
Three Stones Village was beaten into submission. Coupled with the County Magistrate speaking up, confirming that the old well belonged to Pinecone Village and forbidding further disputes.
As for Three Stones Village wanting water, they could go to the Songliu River twenty-five miles away.
It was a bit far, but there was more water than in this old well.
If you say the Magistrate is being partial, then let's reason it out.
It was your Three Stones Village that struck first and killed people from Pinecone Village. How do you account for this?
No one was willing to bear this charge; killing soone required paying with one's life.
Only if you kept quiet would the County Magistrate say it was an ard conflict between two villages and the law cannot punish the masses.
If you kept chattering endlessly, he would first grab a few unlucky scapegoats to take the bla.
A few days later, Zhang Shigen and the others were carried to the fields for burial.
Although Chu Xun was not his son, he also wore mourning clothes and helped carry the coffin.
Zhang Sanchun hung his head, walking in front with Zhang Anxiu, both with red eyes.
The people in the village who died because of the fight for water were all buried uniformly on this day.
A full ten coffins!
Except for infants still in swaddling clothes and their birth mothers, who didn't co due to taboo rules, everyone else in the village, even those with broken legs, ca supported by others.
The weather was still very hot. Everyone was sweating profusely; sweat flowed down their foreheads into their eye sockets, mixing with tears and falling down.
In the crowd, a woman who had followed along looked up at the sky and murmured, "If only there was rain."
The rule within a hundred miles was that if there was rain on the day of burial, it ant the Heavens had co to see them off.
Those who departed were favored by the Heavens and could be reincarnated into a good family in their next life.
But the weather was so hot and the sky was clear for miles, where would there be rain?
The coffins were tied with ropes and lowered into the graves.
Those who were sons shoveled the first spade of earth, then the grandsons, followed by other relatives.
One spade per person, and the graves were quickly covered.
New graves were erected just like this.
Yellow paper flew in the air, the sky filled with sorrow.
The woman who had spoken earlier pulled her young son and placed a newly woven grass wreath on her third brother's grave.
"Brother, have a good journey. Reincarnate into a wealthy landlord's family in your next life, so you won't have to suffer."
So simple, yet it was the best blessing she could think of.
At this mont, the woman felt sothing drip onto her face.
She reached out to touch it, then looked up at the sky, the surprise in her eyes gradually turning into joy.
"It's raining!"
Fine rainwater fell from the sky, covering a range of ten ters.
This rain ca so tily, falling on the new graves and new earth, beating the yellow paper to the ground with a pattering sound.
Everyone looked up one after another, staring in astonishnt at the rain cloud under the blazing sun.
The rainwater did not stay in one place but moved slowly, drenching the graves one by one.
The Village Chief's second son stood in the rain, his whole body already soaked.
He suddenly knelt down, tears streaming endlessly. "The Heavens have co to see you off! Dad, have a good journey!"
Only then did everyone react, hurriedly kneeling down one by one, facing the rain and shouting loudly to see their loved ones off.
Naturally, it was the sa at Zhang Shigen's grave.
The siblings, Zhang Sanchun and Zhang Anxiu, knelt there, their faces covered in tears.
Behind them, Chu Xun stood. No one could discover that his hands had long ford a hand seal, and spiritual energy was swarming out.
Such a large range was no longer within the scope of the Minor Cloud Rain Spell.
[Major Cloud Rain Spell 2/30000: Drive water vapor to gather within a large range, can control slow movent and the amount of rainwater at will]
(End of Chapter)
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