"Principal, you're right, their ancestor is a real scoundrel." The old man was furious and started yelling in their direction.
The villagers were naturally unhappy to hear someone slandering their ancestors, so they began to complain to their ancestors.
"Ancestor, you've seen it! This woman has repeatedly slandered you like this! Come out quickly!"
The old ancestor looked quite young, only about the height of a seven or eight-year-old child, but his face looked old, with shifty eyes and a very long beard.
The old man didn't recognize him at first.
He slowly walked out, his face dark as he looked at the principal. "I used to think you were a good person, and I tolerated you to some extent, but you've disappointed me."
The old man: "???"
Is this what they call our ancestors?
Yes, the old man has never seen it.
I was still thinking about how to meet and persuade this ancestor.
"How come you're so small?"
The old man blurted it out.
The little turtle couldn't help but laugh, "Hahaha... Principal, you're absolutely right, he is small, he's not even a thing."
These villagers are ridiculous; they actually think this thing is some kind of ancient ancestor.
He's nothing but a rat that everyone wants to kill!
That's right, he was a rat that everyone hated, but he entered a person's body and started acting like a human. The ridiculous thing is that those ignorant villagers actually believed it and treated him like a real ancestor!
The villagers were furious, each grabbing a hoe, shouting, "You brat, you're talking nonsense!"
They rushed down, and the little turtle threw the senior in as well, tossing him his phone.
"Senior, record this! It's all evidence! They tried to kill me; I was acting in self-defense!"
The senior student was surprised that Turtle could still think of these things at a time like this, and he quickly gave it to the old man. "I'll go help..."
The little turtle shoved it back again, saying, "Alright, stop causing trouble and holding me back. Hurry up and take the picture!"
Just as those people arrived, the little turtle single-handedly took on the entire village.
He quickly took a picture...
Someone rushed towards them, swung a hoe, and it bounced back.
Senior: "???" Was he dreaming in broad daylight?
"Principal, am I dreaming?"
The old man slapped him across the face. "Obviously you don't!"
I was wondering why, all these years, no matter where I went to complain or how many people I went to find, it was all useless. It turns out the people in this village are all…
The old man was also helpless. He even felt that he was not entirely innocent. He knew some things but was powerless to do anything about it. He simply couldn't leave this town or this county.
Perhaps, the reason is that he is afraid of death.
Those who fear death are unable to survive even when faced with a life-or-death situation.
When they looked back, they saw many girls in the cave, many of whom the old man knew, as well as his former children.
"You, you... how did you get locked up here?"
He thought they had really left, that they were gone, or perhaps he simply didn't dare to seek the truth.
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