Chapter 70

The heavy rain had been pouring for five days and five nights, immediately following a locust disaster, and now a flood was about to hit.

This heavy rain had become blurred in Yang Junshan's memory from his previous life. It seemed that something like this had happened, but it shouldn't have caused any other unexpected accidents; otherwise, the memory wouldn't be so vague.

Although Yang Tian Gang was not in the village at the moment, the situation in the village was still reported to his home continuously. If it were a trivial matter, Han Xiumei, a martial realm cultivator, could handle it.

The mountain flood from the Western Mountain was getting larger, and several streams had already turned into flood channels. Carrying countless mud, sand, and rocks, they rushed out of the mountains and immediately overflowed from both sides of the river, submerging a large amount of farmland opened by the two villages, Tushan and Tuqi, upstream of the Qin River, including several acres of spirit fields.

On this day, just as Yang Junshan was pondering when the rain would stop, he saw Yang Tieniu run in through the heavy rain and shout as soon as he entered the door, "Sister-in-law, has Brother Gang returned?"

Han Xiumei knew that something was likely wrong and hurriedly came out, saying, "Your brother hasn't returned yet. Brother Tieniu, what's happened? Speak slowly!"

Yang Tieniu said anxiously, "It's the Tushan Village. They are draining the flooded fields. Although the mountain flood has submerged the field boundaries, the people from Tushan Village have clearly crossed the line. They have even occupied several acres of spirit fields that originally belonged to our village, including a few acres of our Yang family's spirit fields!"

Han Xiumei said angrily, "Draining the fields in such heavy rain, that fatty Shi is really getting more and more capable. Brother Tieniu, how many people did you see?"

Yang Tieniu replied, "All three martial realm cultivators from Tushan Village are there. Oh, and Qian Chunlai is there too. I think this guy might have stirred up the trouble!"

Han Xiumei said decisively, "Brother Tieniu, go and notify Xu Sanlang and Zhang Tiejian. Call the best spirit farmers in the village, and let's go and take a look!"

As soon as Han Xiumei left, Yang Junshan followed her out. Hu Niu, who usually followed Yang Junshan like a shadow, did not come out because of the heavy rain outside.

The news quickly spread throughout Tuqi Village. By the time Yang Junshan reached the village, at least a hundred spirit farmers had left their homes, carrying machetes, iron rods, and some even had talisman swords on their waists, clearly preparing for a fight.

Yang Junshan naturally wouldn't participate in a group fight. With his current cultivation, he wouldn't even know who hit him if he got involved.

Yang Junshan's eyes flickered, and he put on a raincoat from his home, then plunged into the rain. However, he didn't head to the farmland upstream of the Qin River but turned towards Tushan Village.

The heavy rain obscured people's vision, and the raincoat made it difficult to identify him even up close. Most of the spirit farmers with cultivation in Tushan Village had gone upstream of the Qin River with the three martial realm cultivators. When Yang Junshan hurriedly arrived at Tushan Village, no one noticed his identity.

"The spirit farmers in the village have all followed the village chief to the upstream of the Qin River. It's hard to get a break even on a rainy day!"

Under a eave, a few idle men from Tushan Village were chatting, and they didn't pay attention when they saw Yang Junshan listening to their conversation, continuing to talk loudly.

"What do you know? The upstream of the Qin River is now a vast flood. The village chief is leading the spirit farmers to clarify the field boundaries, so that the people from Tuqi Village don't occupy our land!"

"Forget it, clarifying the field boundaries. Who doesn't know they are taking advantage of the flood to occupy Tuqi Village's land? I heard there are several acres of spirit fields upstream of the Qin River. I bet they are after those few acres."

"What are you saying? Hasn't Tuqi Village ever occupied our Tushan Village's land? The two villages have had many fights over water and fields. Is this time any different?"

"To be honest, since Tuqi Village changed its village chief, the new Yang Village Chief is not an easy person to deal with. In the past two years, our village hasn't gained any advantage over Tuqi Village. This time, Chief Shi is leading everyone to occupy the fields. Will they get any benefit?"

"Would Chief Shi take the risk without being sure? I heard that the Yang Village Chief hasn't been in the village for over half a month. Now, Tuqi Village is leaderless, and our village has the support of Deputy Town Guard Qian Chunlai. As long as they occupy those few acres of spirit fields and forcibly modify the land deeds to be filed in town, those few acres will be ours. Then, Qian Chunlai will have even more reason to support us!"

"Deputy Town Guard? When did Qian Chunlai become Deputy Town Guard?"

"Didn't you know? Originally, our town's Yang Village Chief had the greatest merit and was most likely to become an outer disciple of the Heaven-Shaking Sect. But then the rules changed, and Yang Village Chief no longer met the conditions. Qian Chunlai, on the other hand, rose quickly. I heard he even got the support of the Xiong family, one of the three major powers in our county. Becoming an outer disciple of the Heaven-Shaking Sect is a sure thing. Now, people in town call him 'Deputy Town Guard'!"

"Damn, this guy is just a small man who has achieved success. He caused a lot of trouble in Tuyuan Village for his own future. I heard he was badly beaten by Yang Village Chief in Tuqi Village, and even got an arrow in his butt from Yang Village Chief's son. Do you think he will be beaten again this time?"

At this, the idle men chuckled, and one of them said, "Whether that Qian gets beaten or not doesn't matter. As long as our village doesn't suffer a loss this time!"

"Actually, it's all because of the locust disaster. Our village managed to save only 40% of the harvest, and after the grain tax, there's almost nothing left. But Tuqi Village is said to have saved 60-70% of the harvest. After the grain tax, the remaining spirit grain in each household is almost the same as in previous years. If we don't seize this opportunity, next year our village's spirit farmers will fall behind Tuqi Village's spirit farmers due to the lack of spirit grain to maintain their cultivation. Then, we won't be able to compete with them!"

"It's all because of envy!"

"Who in Wuhuang Town isn't envious of Tuqi Village? The people of Tuqi Village haven't stopped boasting in front of others. The spirit grain in the hands of the spirit farmers in the whole town is not enough to eat, but in Tuqi Village, every household has a full warehouse of spirit grain. I heard that before the locust disaster, Yang Village Chief used the village's public funds to buy 180 stones of spirit grain and stored them in the village warehouse. Who wouldn't hate Tuqi Village?"

Ignoring the envy and amazement of these idle men, Yang Junshan hurried to the largest and best house in Tushan Village, which should be the house of the village chief, Shi Jiutong.

At this moment, Shi Jiutong was at the upstream of the Qin River, and no one was at home. However, as a martial realm cultivator, Shi Jiutong would certainly have set up some array traps and warning talismans to protect his home.

Even in Yang Tian Gang's house, there was an array set up, especially to protect the spirit well in the backyard. When someone was at home, the array would not activate, but when no one was at home, it would activate automatically to prevent others from entering.

However, these arrays could at most block cultivators below the human realm. If a martial realm cultivator came, these simple protective arrays or warning talismans would not be able to stop them. Cultivators usually carried their wealth with them and rarely left it at home, and martial realm cultivators wouldn't care about such things.

But what martial realm cultivators didn't care about could be useful to the current Yang Junshan, and he could easily disable these protective measures himself!

The art of arrays is vast and profound, and its starting point is even higher than alchemy and artifact refinement. It is often only studied after reaching the martial realm, and good array masters are always respected in the cultivation world.

However, in his previous life, as a wandering cultivator, Yang Junshan had dabbled in many areas, including the art of arrays. After the great change in the world, the cultivation world saw a proliferation of various powerful techniques and methods. Faced with disasters, no sect dared to keep their secrets, allowing wandering cultivators like Yang Junshan to have the opportunity to learn some array secrets that they would never have had access to.

Walking around the large house, he found no one nearby. Yang Junshan took out two jade coins from his waist pouch, crushed them in his hand, and a dense aura of spirit energy burst forth. He formed a finger seal with his right hand, and the spirit energy was immediately guided, forming a void talisman in the air that could temporarily remain intact.

If someone who knew the value of this saw it, they would surely exclaim that Yang Junshan's skill alone could rival that of experienced talisman makers.

Before the void talisman dissipated, Yang Junshan pushed it onto the wall of the courtyard with one hand. The talisman immediately sank into the bricks, and Yang Junshan felt a slight tremor under his feet. He then smiled softly, jumped up, grabbed the wall, and climbed over into the courtyard.

At the same time, upstream of the Qin River, the mountain flood from the Western Mountain had turned the fields into a swamp. At this moment, two groups of several hundred people were standing in the water, facing each other.

Between the two groups was a shattered stone marker. On the Tuqi Village side, Zhang Tiejian, a spirit farmer with cultivation at the second level of the martial realm, tightly held a large iron hammer, his face slightly pale. On the opposite side, a large man with cultivation at the second level of the martial realm held an iron rod and looked at Zhang Tiejian with a serious expression.

When the people from Tuqi Village arrived, the people from Tushan Village were moving the boundary stones towards the Tuqi Village side. Seeing the people from Tuqi Village coming, they hurriedly tried to bury the boundary stones.

Without a word, Zhang Tiejian, the most powerful person present, summoned his mid-grade magical tool, the Iron Hammer, and smashed it towards the Tushan Village people who were carrying the boundary stones.

Seeing this, the Tushan Village people dropped the boundary stones and fled. The boundary stone was smashed to pieces by Zhang Tiejian. At this moment, another magical tool flew from the opposite side, colliding with the Iron Hammer in mid-air. Zhang Tiejian was slightly overpowered, and the fat man in front of him was the village chief of Tushan Village, Shi Jiutong.

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