Chapter 108 Treat Your Wife and Children Well

When Master Ding came out of retreat, he had already reached the middle stage of foundation building.

In this secret space under the spiritual field, besides Master Ding, only King Zhao was left alive.

"Congratulations to the master of the family for his great accomplishments and successful exit from retreat!"

King Zhao hurriedly bowed to Master Ding and congratulated him.

"Yes!"

"All this is your credit. You were the one who distributed the skills and blood and soul pills among the rebels. I will never forget your credit."

Master Ding patted King Zhao on the shoulder and spoke sincerely.

"My parents died early when I was young, and I was raised by the master of the family."

"It is my honor to serve the master of the family in this life."

King Zhao was excited and his eyes were red when he said this.

Thinking of his tragic life experience and unfortunate childhood, Master Ding was like a reborn parent to him.

"Alas! It's just hard for you!"

Master Ding sighed and seemed to be distressed.

"How many people are left who know the secret of Dingjiazhuang?"

"Besides me, there is one more."

"Who?"

A murderous aura suddenly appeared on the honest face of Dingzhuangzhu.

"It's the iron helmsman of Chengxi Town. He was defeated by Zhang Xiucai of Shekou Mountain some time ago, and then he disappeared."

"He is an old fox. Don't worry, I will catch him sooner or later. He won't be able to jump for a few days."

Dingzhuangzhu nodded, then stared at King Zhao without saying a word.

King Zhao hesitated for a while, knelt down in front of Dingzhuangzhu, and kowtowed three times solemnly.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

"I only have one thing on my mind, I hope the master can treat my wife and children well."

Dingzhuangzhu nodded.

"Don't worry, I will treat your wife and children well as I treat my own wife and children."

"Do you have any other wishes?"

"No, I will die without regrets!"

King Zhao shook his head.

"I only wish that I can serve the master again in my next life!"

After saying this, blood gushed out of King Zhao's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and then his body fell limply...

Half a day later, the owner of the Ding family came out of the cave alone.

At this time, he looked no different from the past, and even his cultivation seemed to be only in the late stage of Qi training.

He still looked like a very honest and simple farmer, with a little honest smile on his face.

Successfully entering the foundation-building stage, with a lifespan of 200 years, many things can be done slowly, making him appear more modest.

After crawling out of the cave, he moved some soil and rocks to block the entrance of the cave.

For a long time to come, this place will not be used.

He patted the dust off his body, carried a broken hoe, went down the mountain alone, and walked into the village.

The villagers he met along the way all greeted him enthusiastically, saluted him, and cast respectful eyes.

As usual, the owner of the Ding family greeted everyone and returned the greetings, appearing amiable.

After entering the village, he walked directly into a blue brick house.

"Grandpa owner!"

"Grandpa owner!"

Two children, who were only a few years old, saw the owner of the Ding family and hurriedly shouted grandpa and ran over, pulling his clothes, appearing very affectionate.

The two children were about five or six years old, six or seven years old, with pig kidney faces, and were about 70% similar to King Zhao.

"Hey!"

"You two are so good."

Owner Ding stretched out his two palms and gently and lovingly stroked the heads of the two children.

"Grandpa just happened to have a piece of maltose on him, you two can share it."

As the owner Ding said, he took out a paper bag from his arms, which contained a piece of maltose as big as three fingers.

"Thank you, Grandpa owner!"

The two children took the maltose and quickly hid in the corner to share the candy.

At this time, a woman in her thirties heard the sound and walked out of the house.

"Master, you've spoiled them too much. You're about to spoil them to the heavens."

The woman didn't seem to be reserved when she saw the honest and kind Master Ding. It was obvious that they were very familiar with each other.

"Old Zhao, I came to you this time because I have something to tell you."

Master Ding said, glancing at a pair of children squatting in the corner eating.

"Well, Master, let's go inside and talk."

The woman understood, led Master Ding into a house, and then slammed the door shut.

"It's like this. Your old Zhao was out on the business road a few days ago and met a group of bandits on the road..."

Before Master Ding finished speaking, King Zhao's wife was already lying on the bed sobbing softly.

"Old Zhao... You left like this, leaving me and my child to live..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely take care of you and your child..."

Seeing the old Zhao's wife lying on the bed crying, Ding Zhuangzhu's hand slowly stroked her back...

Half an hour later, Ding Zhuangzhu walked out of the room and tidied his clothes.

The two children were still squatting in the corner, licking the oil paper wrapped in maltose.

Seeing that Ding Zhuangzhu was about to leave, the two hurriedly got up and sent him to the door.

"Grandpa Zhuangzhu, you have to come and play often..."

Three days later, Zhao Dawang's wife suddenly died at home.

Ding Zhuangzhu paid money and hired people to hold a funeral for her.

The whole village praised Ding Zhuangzhu for his kindness and kindness to the tenants in the village. Any difficulties can be solved as long as they find the owner.

It is probably difficult to find another such a good owner in the world.

After the death of the old Zhao's wife, two underage children were left unattended.

Owner Ding was kind-hearted and took the two children over.

"Grandpa, owner of the village, where are you taking us?"

The young boy from the Zhao family pulled Master Ding's sleeve and asked curiously.

"There are many children here about your age, and they all have no parents. They are all poor people."

When Master Ding said this, there was a look of compassion on his face.

"I'll take you over. You're all about the same age, so it's good to have someone to live with."

"In addition, grandpa also taught you a set of cultivation techniques. If you practice well, you will have great abilities in the future and become a person who stands upright."

As Village Master Ding spoke, he took out a booklet with "Blood Evil Jue" written in three large blood-red characters on the cover.

"Thank you, Grandpa, owner of the village."

The older child was finally more sensible and quickly pulled his younger brother to kneel down and kowtow to Master Ding.

"The great kindness of the owner of the village will never be forgotten by our brothers!"

Master Ding quickly helped the two of them up, one in each hand, and held their little hands.

Three figures, one large, two small, walked into a courtyard surrounded by high walls.

There are many children of similar age here, most of whom were adopted during the previous famine.

"Grandpa, the owner of the village!"

"Grandpa, the owner of the village..."

When the children in the courtyard saw Master Ding coming in, they all shouted with joy.

Master Ding looked at these lovely children with a smile as honest as an old farmer's...

Two days later, the owner of Ding Village gathered the entire Ding Family Village together.

"Now the world is in turmoil, and rebels and bandits are everywhere causing trouble, making people's lives miserable."

"We farmers should be cultivating the land well and should not get involved in these things, but I really can't bear to see so many families separated from each other."

"Today I have summoned all the strong men in the village. I want to work with you to suppress the rebellion so that everyone can return to the village and farm in peace and quiet."

Before Master Ding finished speaking, bursts of cheers came from the crowd.

"The owner of the village is still benevolent and righteous!"

"We would like to go..."

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But as for Er Gouzi, he and his people searched everywhere for a long time, but still could not find the people of the cult.

The rebels all surrendered from a distance, and none of the rebel leaders could be found.

Now only the ten anti-king armies that were besieged outside the county seat remained.

These people are still surrounding the county town and have not retreated. Ergouzi has never touched this largest team.

It wasn't that he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to defeat him, but that he didn't want to save the old boy from the county magistrate.

It would be best for the rebels to be more aggressive, rush into the county town, and cut those old guys into pieces.

However, Sima Yi had different opinions. He kept persuading Er Gouzi, hoping that he could relieve the siege of the county town.

"The rebel siege cannot harm the county magistrate in the slightest, and his family's food reserves will be sufficient for another 10 years."

"The real sufferers are the ordinary people in the city."

"There are nearly 10,000 people in Anchang County."

Sima Yi's intention was very clear. The purpose of rescuing the county town was not for the imperial court or the county magistrate, but only for the sake of saving the ordinary people in the city.

"Those stupid people in the county don't distinguish between good and evil, and they killed your family, and you still want to save them?"

Faced with Sima Yi's persuasion, Ergouzi was puzzled.

With his blood feud, it wouldn't be surprising even if he slaughtered the entire county.

“They are just ordinary people who did not know the truth and were deceived by the county magistrate, so they committed this mistake.

At best, these people can only be regarded as knives used by the county magistrate, and they are not even considered knives.

Every grievance has its owner, and every debt has its owner. The real murderer behind the scenes is the county magistrate and Dian Shi. "

When Sima Yi said this, the expression on his face was not as calm as his tone.

The muscles on his face were twitching slightly, and that blood-red eye exuded a coquettish and crazy light.

However, his other dark pupil was as calm as water, containing an expression of compassion.

"Okay, since you said so, let's head to the county seat."

In fact, in addition to Sima Yi, Huang Laocai was also cautiously trying to persuade Er Gouzi to attack the county town during this period.

However, he does not have as many kind thoughts as Sima Yi. It is purely because his youngest son Huang Mancang is learning martial arts in Zhengwu Hall and is trapped in the city and cannot get out.

The last time Er Gouzi entered the county, he originally wanted to take a look at Huang Laocai's son.

It's just that he came and left too hastily, and later he was injured and hunted by the whole city, so he didn't go.

Ergouzi led the team to the county seat.

We happened to meet another team on the way.

It was the owner of the Ding family village who led the strong men in the village to relieve the siege of the county town.

The owner of the Ding family farm still looks like a simple and enthusiastic farmer.

The two teams walked together all the way. Er Gouzi and the owner of the Ding family village cherished each other and had a good chat on the way.

During this period, the owner of the Dingjiazhuang warmly invited Ergouzi to visit their Dingjiazhuang frequently when he had time.

The two teams were huge, but before they even got close, the rebels saw the big white goose in the sky from a long way away and fled one after another.

The owner of the Ding family village stood on the ground, watching Er Gouzi riding a goose majestically in the sky, with a simple and honest smile on his face.

But he was so angry!

I can't wait to stew all these big geese.

He has worked hard to cultivate such a large area of ​​crops, but they are not yet fully mature.

Forced by these big geese, I had no choice but to harvest in advance.

If he trains for another year or so, he is sure that he can reach the Jindan realm.

Now he can only end it hastily in advance.

In the county, the county magistrate saw reinforcements outside the city and the rebels were defeated.

At first, he thought it was a trick of the rebels to lure them out of the city.

But he found that the rebels were indeed scattered in large numbers, so he quickly led some people to fight outside the city.

With the joint efforts of the three forces, the previously powerful ten-way anti-king coalition was wiped out in an instant.

Er Gouzi searched among the rebels and found that the anti-king leaders had already slipped away.

These new rebel leaders who took over were just ordinary farmers, not even warriors.

The rebellion in Anchang County ended in such an unclear way.

However, this was only in Anchang County. The rebellions in other places continued and intensified, and there was no sign of ending.