After Transmigrating into a Cultivation Game, I Chased and Killed the Male Leads

[Protagonist is straight, unconventional cultivation, no CP (ship freely), with one-sided crushes, slightly unhinged comedy, subtle ensemble redemption, everyone's funeral]No CP = Ship freelyRi...

Chapter 308 Eat it, I left it for you

Chapter 308 Eat it, I left it for you

"Wait here for me, I'll go call the head of the family."

Yan Nanbei placed the brewed tea on the stone table and hurried to the back room.

She is a diligent and virtuous person.

Ye Xingzhou withdrew his gaze.

The children who were playing games had stopped and were hiding behind the wall one by one to peek at Ye Xingzhou.

Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows and made a gesture.

"come over."

Yan Nanbei didn't expect that it would take less than an incense stick of time for him to go and call someone.

Ye Xingzhou had already gathered with a group of children, squatting in a row in the corner of the yard to eat candied fruits.

Yan Nanbei paused, "The Patriarch is in the study and can't leave for the moment."

"I'll just go find him."

Ye Xingzhou stood up and handed the oil-paper bag to Yan Nanbei.

"Eat it, I left it for you."

Yan Nanbei refused out loud, "I don't eat sweet things."

Yan Nanbei wanted to return the oil paper package, but Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows.

"Take it, I have plenty here, and these kids have told me you like sweet things."

They say they don’t like it because there are many people in the Meng family who need to feed them and they don’t have enough money to buy it.

If you don’t buy food for a long time and get older, you will automatically become an adult with a deteriorated sense of taste.

Yannanbei naturally said that he would not eat sweets anymore.

Yannanbei thanked him, "Thank you."

"polite."

Ye Xingzhou waved his hand and said, "See you later."

Yannanbei looked at the candied fruit wrapped in paper.

The candied fruits are large, crystal clear and full.

He worked as a handyman in a shop, and this candied fruit was sold at a high price in the shop.

Yan Nanbei picked up one and put it in his mouth.

The bland mouth was immediately filled with sweetness.

Yan Nanbei glanced in the direction Ye Xingzhou left and lowered his eyelids.

He saw that the man was wearing clothes made of high-quality fabrics and had good intentions. He must have another motive in inviting people this time.

If this person is willing to buy some things for the Meng family, the situation will be relieved for a while.

So, he held on to some luck.

"Brother Yan, Brother Ye is so nice. He just gave us some candied fruit."

Yan Nanbei raised his eyes, "What's his name?"

"Brother Ye said his name is Ye Xingzhou."

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The door of the study was left open for a while.

In front of the desk in the room, a middle-aged man was putting away his brush and stood up.

Although he is middle-aged, his hair is already mixed with black and white, and there are more wrinkles around his eyes.

Ye Xingzhou raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Sir, I'm sorry for not coming to meet you."

The old patriarch came over quickly, looking apologetic. "I was just checking the homework of these children and couldn't get away for a while."

"It's okay." Ye Xingzhou glanced curiously at the pile of papers on the desk.

Just like a teacher correcting homework, there are some marks on it.

"Master, are you teaching those children yourself?"

The old patriarch hummed and spoke frankly, "The private school is too expensive to send students, so I will teach them myself. I'm sorry to bother you, young master."

"My name is Ye Xingzhou, you can just call me by my name."

Suddenly, there was a slight noise under the wooden table.

Ye Xingzhou leaned over and saw a small head popping out from under the table.

Cute big eyes and pure baby fat on the cheeks.

The old patriarch's expression relaxed as he dragged the person out. "Excuse me, sir. This is my grandson, Meng Changxian."

Meng Changxian rubbed his eyes, looking like he had just woken up.

"Grandpa, when will my parents come back?"

It's obvious that he is half asleep.

The head of the family patted his head and said, "Go and help your elder brother Yan."

Meng Changxian moved out slowly.

After Ye Xingzhou and the others left, they asked, "Where are Changxian's parents?"

The head of the family sighed, and his wrinkles deepened.

"He died of illness."

"Changxian's parents are kind-hearted doctors. A few years ago, there was an epidemic in Nanhui Village, so they went to Nanhui Village."

"They caught the plague and both died."

As he said this, the head of the family hunched his back a few inches.

Losing both his son and his daughter-in-law was a huge blow. No wonder his hair turned mostly white when he was only middle-aged.

"These children's families all died of illness. They had no relatives or friends, so I picked them up and raised them."

His son and daughter-in-law risked their lives to rescue the people, and he couldn't just watch a group of children survive and then starve to death.

Judging from the size of the house, the Meng family used to make a decent living as a doctor and were a little wealthy but not much.

But now I have a group of children to raise and more than ten mouths to feed, so I can’t run the pharmacy anymore and have to close it down. The pressure is huge and life has become difficult.

Ye Xingzhou asked again, "Master, have you ever thought about cultivating immortality?"

The head of the family shook his head and said, "I just want these children to live a peaceful life."

Seeking immortality is too painful.

The death of a loved one is painful enough, and the head of the family doesn't want to endure the pain again and again in the remaining days.

I don’t seek wealth or fame, a simple and stable life is enough.

Ye Xingzhou looked deep in thought.

At present, the Meng family is becoming increasingly financially strapped.

These children are only eight or nine years old, and it is really difficult for the head of the family and Yan Nanbei to raise them alone.

The older they get, the higher their demands.

And there is one more important thing.

He did not find any trace of Meng Qianhan among this group of children.

If they haven’t found it, it means the owner hasn’t picked the person up yet.

He could take the initiative, find Meng Qianhan and kill him directly.

Ye Xingzhou collected his thoughts and said, "To be honest, I came here because I heard that the Meng family has an ancestral wooden box."

"I am willing to exchange the Meng family's wealth and freedom for it."

When the purpose was revealed, the head of the family was startled, then frowned warily.

The matter of the wooden box had not been spread outside, and it was hard not to be suspicious when Ye Xingzhou suddenly brought it up.

"Mr. Ye, you're joking. The Meng family doesn't have any ancestral wooden boxes."

Ye Xingzhou immediately displayed his unique talisman skills and continued to use the identity of a fortune teller to find loopholes.

"Master, since I can predict that the Meng family has the wooden box, I can also predict other things."

Ye Xingzhou looked into the patriarch's eyes and said, "The things in the wooden box are too sinister. Not only will the Meng family not be able to control them, but they will also bring disaster upon themselves."

Meng Qianhan and the demon cultivator had been working on the wooden box for a long time, and fortunately the key was still with Ye Xingzhou.

The head of the family remained silent.

It wasn't until Ye Xingzhou showed the key in his hand that the head of the family was shocked.

"I clearly hid this key, where did you get it?"

Now the key is in Ye Xingzhou's hands, and the key will disappear from the place where the owner originally hid it.

Ye Xingzhou said without a trace of joking, "Master, please think about it carefully."

The system has previously reminded us that we can exploit bugs, but we cannot directly disclose them.

What will happen is unknown.

Ye Xingzhou now plans to give it a try and tell everything directly.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, an invisible force grabbed Ye Xingzhou's lips.

Can't I even think?

You can also predict in advance, right?

His lips were completely glued together, and Ye Xingzhou couldn't speak, and the same was true for other methods.

Fortunately, the owner was still in shock and did not notice anything abnormal about Ye Xingzhou.

The invisible force did not dissipate until the thoughts in my mind disappeared.

Ye Xingzhou had personally experienced the feeling of being strangled by having his lips pulled hard to freeze his body.

It’s better to just find the loophole honestly.

Ye Xingzhou acted like a charlatan.

"I think Meng Changxian has a good aptitude for cultivating immortals and will achieve great things in the future."

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