Fantasy: My exercises are automatically cultivated

And he also wanted Ye Chen to be more careful about Master Wang. Such a person would definitely have ambitions and selfishness in the contemporary sect master. It is better to tell Ye Chen to be careful about Master Wang.

While the senior disciple was resting, the villagers were looking for scrap iron and the like.

A villager struggled to carry an iron stove and muttered.

"Look, this one can still be used after taking it home and repairing it."

The villagers next to him nodded.

"Indeed, it just so happens that your house doesn't sell cakes. It's good to steam things after repairing."

The villager was overjoyed, indeed this thing could be used, he was very happy.

"It's indeed a few circles bigger than the iron pot in my house. I didn't expect that we would take advantage of that kid after he died."

As they spoke, they burst out laughing.

A few people searched for a lot of usable things, all of which are quite valuable, and they can be used after repairing.

The eldest disciple rolled his eyes, these guys were actually laughing at that boy who went to heaven, they didn't respect people at all, after all, the dead are the greatest, so there is no one who talks like that.

It's no wonder, that kid usually has a problem with his style. No wonder he was looked down upon and scolded by others after his death, and all his things were confiscated for his own use. This is also his retribution.

The eldest disciple was thinking, that kid probably never dreamed that he would die so badly, he was beheaded alive and then burned to a mummified corpse, this result is really embarrassing.

He also deserves it, the eldest disciple secretly said, who told you to seduce who is not good, you have to be the wife of the elder Wang Shizu, the elder of the outer sect, this is your own fault.

That ugly fat woman died without injustice, and the disciples usually don't have a good impression of him.

She always doesn't give her disciples a good look, and relying on her being the godmother of Ye Chen's sect master, she can do whatever she wants.

Normally, she put on her best face for others to see, and not only beat and scolded Wang Shizu, but also beat and scolded the little disciples who had no status. Now, many people resented her.

The eldest disciple suddenly thought that it was very possible that some of the younger disciples who had been bullied and scolded by her held grudges and killed them in the middle of the night.

Anyway, all guesses have to be verified. That woman has offended too many people, and it will take time to investigate.

The eldest disciple felt that his head was hurting, and he had no clue about it. It was really difficult for him to investigate.

The woman always said in front of everyone that my old lady is the godmother of Ye Chen sect master, which is equivalent to my own mother. If you don't respect my old lady and don't listen to my words, be careful when I tell Ye Chen sect master to punish you.

Such words threatened those timid little disciples so that they did not dare to make a sound, so they would do whatever she told them to do.

All the physical work was entrusted to them, and she did nothing but enjoy herself.

Master Wang has heard about these things, and sometimes he has seen her bullying those disciples.

But Master Wang just turned his eyes and closed his eyes, he was afraid of her, let alone he would speak for those disciples.

Some of the disciples also complained to Master Yechen, saying that the woman bullied them.

But Ye Chen also prevaricated, he thought it was no big deal, the young disciples just did things like washing clothes and cooking.

Ye Chen thinks that she is his godmother, she can do whatever she wants, and it doesn't matter if she bullies the senior disciples, it's just for fun.

Ye Chen didn't care about it like this, which made the mother-in-law even more unscrupulous, and the younger disciples were a little disappointed with Ye Chen.

The head of the door doesn't care about her anymore, so who can control that ugly woman.

The mother-in-law became even more shameless, and sometimes even when she fell in love with a good-looking young disciple, she would touch his face and hug his waist when he was not prepared.

Those little disciples dared to be angry and dare not speak out, so no one can care about her anymore.

The eldest disciple also heard about these nasty things, and he also mentioned it to the sect master Ye Chen, but Ye Chen only thought that those younger disciples were messing around, and he didn't care about it in the end.

At this time, the eldest disciple listened to the villagers chatting while looking for things.

"That kid deserves it. If he is gone, our village will calm down a lot, and the atmosphere will be better."

"That's right, the reputation of our village has been ruined by that kid. He deserves to die and doesn't deserve sympathy."

The villager with the iron pot sighed while looking for it.

"However, having said that, he died a terrible death. After his head was severed, he was burned alive to a mummified corpse. That man in black is really cruel."

The villagers next to him looked over.

"You also heard that someone saw the man in black?"

"Of course, it has spread in the village."

The Orion stared over curiously.

"That's right, I thought he accidentally burned down the house and caused a catastrophe. There must be something else hidden about this matter."

The villagers analyzed it.

"Think about it, that kid can't be his own. He's usually very careful in his work. How could he start a fire? Of course, the man in black killed them and burned the house in the middle of the night. That must be the case."

Those people nodded at the same time.

"Brother, what you said is very reasonable. I also think it was the man in black who did it. However, the person who found that man did not see his face clearly, but only saw his back. This is somewhat a pity. I don't know. Who did it?"

A villager came over carrying a large pile of broken copper and iron, and he smiled jokingly.

"It doesn't matter who did it, it has nothing to do with us anyway. If that person is gone, he will be gone and he won't worry about it. You won't have to see him and that ugly fat woman getting tired every day. It's really disgusting."

The villager on the opposite side came over with a big waste pot on his back.

"You're right. You sold your body and soul for money. It's really shameless. If it were me, I wouldn't even be able to lift my head. That kid still thinks it's flattering. How shameless!"

They were almost done collecting junk, and gathered together to leave.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter who does it, as long as we get so much money."

As they said that, they laughed at the same time. Today's harvest is really not small. Some scrap iron can be sold at a good price, and some can be repaired and reused.

The eldest disciple heard all their conversations, and he was listening carefully to every detail.

The villagers really didn't want to see that kid, the eldest disciple nodded slightly.

Don't look at the excitement, just keep looking for clues.

Thinking of this, the eldest disciple got up, and now that he was almost resting, he continued to search with the wooden stick in his hand.

Several villagers over there wanted to come out of the ruins.

Suddenly, a little villager's foot tripped over something.