This Simplification Is Too Outrageous

Chapter 162: Survivor of Qiaojia Village.

This simplification is outrageous! Chapter 162 Survivors of Qiaojia Village.

It's so angry!

Although I can't remember what happened before, the reality is like this. With such a big belly, who else is there besides this human being in front of me?

"Human, don't think about crossing the river today!" Madam Meng said coldly.

Looking at the dumped Meng Po soup, Qiao Yuan frowned slightly, picked up the bowl on the ground and scooped a spoonful of river water again.

It’s fine if you don’t drink it, it’s fine if you pour it, its opinion doesn’t matter!

Just do it again.

After watching it more than 40 times, if you haven't learned it yet, then you should just find a wall and kill yourself.

Sprinkle an appropriate amount of soil, and the rest of the steps are exactly the same except for the last action of stirring with fingers.

However...the finished product that came out was completely different.

Looking at what looks like a slurry lake in the bowl, is it the lack of stirring steps? Or do I have to do it myself?

Sure enough, things are not that simple!

"Human, without me, you can never make soup again!" After seeing Qiao Yuan's behavior, Madam Meng sneered.

Qiao Yuan poured out the soup in his hand.

It appears that this approach has failed.

Well now there is only one last method.

I had tried many times before when I killed Madam Meng, but the results were useless. The biggest possibility was the bridge, but unfortunately... I missed the opportunity.

Some things are lost once they are missed.

…

Qiao Yuan went straight to the shore and planted a stick of incense.

It doesn't have to be necessary to cross the river!

Soon, in the fog in the distance, a boat floated up.

Thump~

The sound of knees slamming on the ground sounded, and the boatman in the scorpion's face instantly became difficult to look at.

"you again?"

Qiao Yuan: "Huh? Are you disappointed?"

"No no no... I'm super happy!"

"But... you can walk across the bridge, why do you have to call me?" the boatman said tangled.

Every time it sees Qiao Yuan, it means that its life is threatened, and it doesn't want to see Qiao Yuan in this life.

"It doesn't want to drink soup, and I can't help it."

Qiao Yuan said after jumping on the boat.

Mother Meng: "??????"

"It's okay if you don't drink it. In fact, you only need to praise it for its good looks. It's very easy to pass... wait..."

"You said it doesn't want to drink? It's not you..."

When Qiao Yuan's eyes came, the boatman immediately closed his mouth.

Then he secretly glanced at his fellows on the shore.

He was staring at himself resentfully with his big belly, no... he was looking at Qiao Yuan.

That look contained too much emotion.

…

After being safely brought ashore, the boatman quickly left here in fear to avoid an accident.

"Brother Qiao, you finally came, which made us worry for a long time."

The crowd came forward to greet him, and a hanging heart was put back into his stomach.

"It's a small matter, is everyone ready?" Qiao Yuan said with a smile.

The next thing is very simple.

Walking forward, a white mist hit, and everyone disappeared one after another.

Qiao Yuan and the man in black robe walked at the back, and his eyes stayed on the well next to him.

dry well.

"What is the reason for a secret realm to die?"

With this question in mind, Qiao Yuan grabbed the black-robed man and left.

When the white fog dissipated.

The harsh sunlight appeared in the sky.

As soon as the mobile phone is connected to the Internet, I know that three days have passed.

"How can you make it clear when you go back?" Qiao Yuan looked at the black-robed man.

"I know, I know." The black-robed man lowered his head and shivered.

"If there is any news from Yang Tao's side, let me know as soon as possible. When I kill him, you will take the credit!"

Whether it's a real or a fake drop, it's all in your favor!

…

After sending the black-robed man away, Qiao Yuan positioned the current location.

He was stunned quickly.

"Dahe County, Qin City!" Qiao Yuan muttered to himself.

Qin City, a very old and very poor city, is completely incomparable to Liyang City.

And this Dahe County is the hometown of the predecessor father in memory.

The former mother was from a small county in Liyang City, and the father was a young man who came out to work in the valley of Dahe County, Qin City.

Due to work problems, the two met and got married as soon as they came and went. Under the persuasion of their mother, their father stayed in Liyang City.

One to two to go is ten years!

Qiao Yuan is not too clear about his hometown.

The predecessor may have come back often when he was a child, but since he worked in Liyang City, due to Qiao Yuan's academic problems, he basically only went back to his hometown during the New Year.

Although his predecessor's parents didn't make any money in Liyang City, at least they could barely survive, otherwise... my predecessor's father would probably have to live in that small mountain village for the rest of his life.

After his parents died, he was buried in the mountain behind his hometown.

Now that you're here, put incense sticks for your parents.

Occupying the body of the predecessor, some cause and effect must be taken, and other things cannot be done, but the annual incense thing can still be done.

Looking at the phone, it was noon, not too bad.

By the way, I found a restaurant, had a meal first, bought some incense paper money, and then went back.

Small cities have the advantages of small cities. The pace of life is not as fast as in big cities, and the pressure is very low. The same bowl of noodles is not only large, but also a few dollars cheaper.

…

"Stinky beggar, get out of here!"

"The new car I just picked up, you got me dirty, **** it!"

"…"

Qiao Yuan, who was waiting above, turned his head to look at the outside world.

Outside the store, a beggar in a hospital gown knelt on the ground, curled up into a ball, and kept muttering something.

"Dead...all dead...hahaha...all dead..."

"Made, stinky beggar, how dare you curse me, see if I don't kill you!" An irritable man got out of the car and glanced at the car body.

And the beggar didn't dodge, still talking nonsense.

"Hahaha... They are all dead, I am dead, and you are dead..."

The irritable man got even more angry, and started kicking and kicking frantically again.

All of them kicked and hit the vulnerable parts with ruthless hands.

Soon, the beggar cried out in pain.

"Stop hitting, it hurts... it hurts me..."

"Mad, how dare you pretend to be crazy! I scratched my car with hundreds of thousands of dollars. Can you pay for it?!"

"Waste, offal, trash from the sewer!"

Seeing that the irritable man was still unrelenting, a few people on the side persuaded him.

"Young man, forget it. He has mental problems. Don't worry about it. He beats and scolds. It's time to get rid of his anger.

"That's right, you have to forgive people and forgive them. I don't think there's a problem with this car, just touch up the paint."

"…"

Seeing many passers-by also crowding up, the irritable man couldn't hold back his face, and suddenly shouted: "I'm just a broken beggar, I can also be considered to contribute to the city and maintain the city's appearance!"

"You guys are so kind, do you pay for my refinishing money?"

Everyone was silent, and then silently called the police.

At this time, only the sheriff can take care of it.

…

in-store.

The boss came over with a bowl as big as his face, watching what was happening outside, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Oh, the people of Qiaojia Village are really pitiful. They were fine, but such a thing happened. I heard that a lot of people died."

The boss rubbed his hands on the apron, and then said, "Hello, take it slow, if you don't have enough noodles, you can add it for free..."

The county town is so big, and basically everyone knows what happens.

"That's right, I heard that he was the only survivor. He was sent to a mental hospital for recuperation several times, but he escaped again. He must have something to kill him!" said a guest.

"Isn't that right? Now that village is also blocked. I also heard that several leaders with great skills came from above, but after entering, they lost their trust."

Everyone expressed sympathy for the beggar's experience.

But he didn't step forward, it's not easy for anyone these days.

It is unrealistic to pay thousands of dollars for this beggar.

So...the best thing to do is to call the police!

…

Perhaps the irritable man was too ruthless, and the beggar who was curled up on the ground suddenly rushed over and said fiercely: "It's you...it's you...you killed us, I'm going to kill you!"

The beggar bit the man's thigh and grabbed the man's pocket with his right hand.

Qiao Yuan in the store raised his brows.

Outside, the irritable man screamed when he was in pain, kicked away the beggar, looked at the blood in the beggar's mouth, and immediately picked up the bricks on the ground and walked over.

"Stinky beggar, I have saved you today!"

However, just as he was about to make a move, his arm was stopped by an unshakable force.

"You beat him so many times, he bites you and it's even!" Qiao Yuan's voice came.

"Who are you? If you say it's even, it will be even. If you don't let go, I will clean up with you." The man became more and more angry, and his words became more and more ugly.

"Silly…"

Qiao Yuan used his right hand hard.

"Ah...pain...pain...pain..."

The irritable man softened and cried bitterly.

"Do you need me to say it a second time?"

"No, no..." The irritable man immediately begged for mercy, he knew that today was a tough time.

"roll!"

The irritable man immediately rolled back to the side.

…

Qiao Yuan came to the beggar and helped the beggar.

Lifting off the fluffy and messy hair, looking at this dirty and dirty face.

very familiar!

But for a while he couldn't even call his name.

It seems to be called Joe... Joe Xing is here.

Hmm...Last year, when my predecessor returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors, he seemed to have met once.

"Do you remember me? My name is Qiao Yuan."

"Dead...all dead...woooo...all dead..."

It looks like... my mind is a little unclear.

…

"Made, the little thing dares to threaten Lao Tzu, and won't break your leg today."

The irritable man who entered the car took out an iron baseball bat from behind and was about to get out of the car to teach Qiao Yuan a lesson.

The sheriff's car appeared in the distance.

"Zhuo, you're lucky!" The irritable man had to hide his weapon~www.novelmt.com~ but he already remembered Qiao Yuan's face in his heart.

"Wait to clean up you later!"

In the distance, the sheriff rushed to the scene, and through surveillance video, found out that the irritable man was driving on the non-motorized vehicle lane. After handling the fine, he severely criticized the irritable man, and finally came to Qiao Yuan.

"Qiao Xing, why did you escape again, really, can't we save some snacks!"

The sheriff was a little helpless. As the only survivor of Qiaojia Village, he was in a state of mental disorder and was sent to a local mental hospital.

As a result, this guy was able to escape over and over again, which must be said to be a miracle.

…

"This friend, can I ask what's going on?" Qiao Yuan raised his head and asked.

"Who are you?" The sheriff frowned and looked at Qiao Yuan.

"Qiao Yuan, a villager of Qiao's Village."

The sheriff's expression was obviously unbelievable. The whole village of Qiaojia Village was dead, and there were still villagers.

"I'm from the village next door, why didn't I know this name existed?"

Facing the sheriff's question, Qiao Yuan scoured the memory in his mind.

"My father Qiao Feng, my grandfather Qiao Shan."

"You are Qiao Shan's grandson?" The sheriff showed a surprised expression.

As expected, for Qiao Yuan, who hardly ever returned to his hometown, these fellow villagers could only remember the generation of grandfathers.

Then, after checking on the mobile phone, the sheriff confirmed the identity of Qiao Yuan.