The tea master didn't have time to thank him.
As soon as he stood firm, he rushed towards Elder Miao San again with tears in his eyes: "Beast! Don't touch it! Beast! Give me back the box!"
"Grandpa!" Ye Qingluo grabbed Cha Lao.
Tea is always ordinary people.
If you insist on rushing forward, you will die.
Of course, Ye Qingluo couldn't just watch Cha grow old and die.
Cha Lao stared at the wooden box in Elder Miao San's hand, and roared angrily, "Let go of me! I'm going to fight that bastard! I'm going to fight him!"
Ye Qingluo grabbed him tightly.
Soon, Cha Lao was pulled behind him.
Old Cha cried and howled, struggling desperately, trying to rush to Elder Miao San.
The older the tea, the better.
The third elder Miao became more and more interested in the things in the wooden box.
He seemed to want to provoke Cha Lao on purpose.
Holding the wooden box, he shook it roughly from side to side.
While sneering in disgust, he said, "What's in it? It's just a low-quality wooden box, baby like this?"
He tossed it in his hand, extremely casually.
That move irritated Cha Lao again.
The surrounding villagers have already been annoyed by the repeated plundering and harassment by the Miao people.
They are afraid of the cruelty and brutality of the Miao people.
But at this moment.
Looking at the wooden box most cherished by the tea master, it is a wooden box that no one in the village can touch.
Being trampled on by the third elder Miao.
Anger welling up in my heart.
The so-called fear has already been replaced.
Anyway, it's just a death.
Being so tortured, plundered, and trampled on dignity by the Miao people!
Worry about it all day long!
How better is this than death
"Fight with these beasts!"
"Don't be robbed or bullied by them again!"
"Even if you die, you have to pull these beasts back!"
The surrounding villagers suddenly let out tragic roars.
There was a look of death on their faces.
One by one, they raised their hoes, crop implements, etc., and rushed towards the Miao people.
The Miao people never expected that this group of old, weak, sick and disabled waste would suddenly go berserk.
For a while, I still haven't reacted.
Just let a group of villagers who rushed forward beat their heads.
The forty or fifty-one Miao people, at least a dozen or so, were pushed to the ground by a group of villagers, venting their anger.
since such a long time.
They all suppressed their anger.
At this moment, all anger is burning.
They are all burning desperately!
Cha Lao looked at the chaotic scene.
He shook Ye Qingluo who was holding on to him: "Little girl, you and your husband-in-law get out of here immediately! This group of people are insane, and they won't let any innocent people go!"
As he spoke, he pushed Ye Qingluo towards Gu Jingyu.
Ye Qingluo and Gu Jingyu looked at each other.
At this juncture.
How could they leave
If they leave Bujia Village now.
The Miao people will definitely slaughter the entire Bujia Village.
Seeing that the two were still in place.
Cha Lao struggled harder and harder: "Little girl, let go of me! Go! Go! Do you really want to die here with a group of us old guys!"
"Grandpa, if you believe me, I guarantee that there will be no one missing in Bujia Village." Ye Qingluo took the other hand and gently patted the back of Cha Lao's wrinkled hand.
The girl's firm tone.
It seems to have infinite power.
When Cha was old, he was stunned by Ye Qingluo's words.
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[Wahhaha I'm back, I'm continuing to code on the computer now~]