Li Chang'an, holding an axe, glared at Xiong Er with a look of exasperation.
That bastard! I told him to chop up the tiger, but he hesitated for ages, saying he was scared and didn't dare to cut it.
It's not alive, it's fucking dead.
Li Chang'an was furious and had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.
Damn it, what a coward.
Li Chang'an rolled up his sleeves and began to break down the tiger meat into pieces.
At first, I was afraid of getting blood splattered on me, but when I slashed down, I realized that the light emanating from my body would block the blood from splashing on me.
This discovery meant he no longer had to worry about getting his clothes dirty.
"Aunt, aunt, son-in-law," Xiong Er stammered as he called out to Li Chang'an.
"what?"
"What exactly do you do?"
Xiong Er couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him.
He had initially thought his son-in-law was a scholar, but he had never heard of a scholar who could kill a tiger with his bare hands.
Moreover, the son-in-law conjured up a black stick that could spew fire, making a series of loud bangs, like thunder.
He wasn't the only one with doubts; the villagers were also gossiping about it.
The way people looked at him was more fear than awe.
Li Chang'an looked at them and felt he needed to explain.
Otherwise, the more they think, the more outrageous it becomes, and who knows what they might imagine themselves to be.
"Don't be afraid, don't panic, come over and listen to what I have to say."
Li Chang'an stood on the pile of firewood and loudly called the villagers to his side.
The villagers looked at each other, and one by one slowly gathered around.
Li Chang'an waited until everyone had arrived before reciting the words he had just prepared. "I know many people are curious about what I do, what that guy was, and how he killed the tiger."
A flash of golden light appeared in Li Chang'an's hand, and an AK47 materialized in his grasp.
The villagers were so frightened that they all took a few steps back, looking at the AK47 in his hand with fear.
After all, this thing had just killed a tiger, so it's hard for them not to be afraid of it.
Li Chang'an raised the AK47 above his head and said loudly, "This is the magic weapon Palm Thunder that my master gave me, used to slay demons and monsters."
"Originally, I was cultivating on the mountain with my master, seeking immortality and enlightenment. Later, my master said that my past life's karmic ties were not yet severed, and that my fate with Daya was not yet over."
Let me go down the mountain to find Daya, be her husband in this lifetime, and then I can go back to cultivate immortality.
You don't need to be afraid, I won't hurt you.
"Furthermore, I have already taken Xiaoxiao as my apprentice. Today, I will have the villagers as witnesses as I give this palm-sized thunderbolt to Xiaoxiao."
Li Chang'an called Su Xiao up and solemnly made her kneel down.
A sense of ritual is still necessary.
Li Chang'an looked at Su Xiao and said, "Ping'an, from now on, I will entrust this magic weapon to you. It is a divine artifact passed down through generations in our sect."
Remember, this magical artifact is only for slaying demons and monsters; it must not harm ordinary people. Do you understand?
With red eyes, Su Xiao looked at her master and took the AK47 from his hand. She felt that she was not receiving a magic weapon, but a legacy and a responsibility.
"Yes, Master."
Li Chang'an hung the AK47 on Su Xiao's back and almost burst out laughing when he saw her looking like a child soldier.
As for giving away the AK47, he didn't mind at all.
The insurance wasn't issued; I'll just send it out as a token gesture, then I'll try to get it back later, and that'll be it.
Reason?
Just say that your master will keep it for you and give it back to you when you grow up.
Besides, with the Gatling gun available, who would still use the AK47?
Sure enough, when the villagers saw him hand the palm thunder to Su Xiao, they all believed Li Chang'an's lies.
Compared to this son-in-law, Su Xiao carrying an AK wasn't as scary.
Moreover, they were more familiar with Su Xiao, a seven or eight-year-old child, and felt more at ease with him.
They looked at Li Chang'an, and one by one they showed expressions of "I see."
No wonder he fell for Daya; they must have been husband and wife in their past life, and they're destined to be together again in this one.
In their minds, Li Chang'an suddenly transformed from a monster into a Taoist disciple, and a Taoist disciple who knew magic at that.
They will attain immortality in the future.
Looking at the villagers, Li Chang'an decided to unleash his trump card.
"So everyone keep working hard. From now on, each person will receive not only five catties of rice per day, but also ten eggs."
Upon hearing this, the villagers' doubts completely vanished.
What kind of monster would do this, giving rice and eggs without requiring sacrifices of young boys and girls?
Just by helping him build houses every day, you can get so many benefits.
Let's not even talk about him not being a monster. Even if he were a monster, he'd be a good one.
Pshaw, you can't call it a monster, you have to call it a great immortal.
The villagers didn't have to wait until evening; they ate the eggs they had been longing for at noon, two for each person.
Moreover, the son-in-law paid the day's wages in advance.
Ten catties of rice and ten eggs per person.
The son-in-law said the extra five jin was compensation for emotional distress, since everyone was frightened when a tiger suddenly appeared, and the five jin of rice was to compensate them.
The villagers didn't know what "compensation for emotional distress" meant, but they roughly understood the meaning.
And it's not just them who have it; even the little kids who come here just to make a living have it too.
The son-in-law said they also did some work, and each of them was given five catties of rice and five eggs.
The villagers hadn't expected that there would be children among them. They brought them along hoping to earn a living, never imagining they would be paid.
They were all beaming with joy as they ate their rice with relish, reluctant to eat the eggs, which they hid in their pockets to save for dinner.
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