MTL - A Fully-Leveled Bigshot Builds a Farm with Her Family After Transmigrating-Chapter 59 Ghost! !

  Chapter 59 Ghost!

  Aunt Zheng sent him away with a smile, "Where did Xiao Miao learn this? It's very interesting."

   "Maybe it's some kind of fairy." Lu Jingzhi's voice was light and ethereal.

  With a bright moon above his head, and only a little shadow under his feet, Lu Jingzhi swung his arms like this, and left the Zheng family's sight in a leisurely manner.

  Like a knight.

   A few people left looking at each other in blank dismay.

   Lu Jingzhi, who was on another road, was muttering, "My sister told me that there was a fairy in my dream... I forgot, but in the end, is it a comeback?"

   Calculate it.

it does not matter.

  Anyway, those who doubt her can't beat her.

   Moreover, her intuition made her choose the Zheng family.

  She believes in herself.

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  Lu Jingzhi didn't go home to sleep.

  Tonight's moon is big and round, the moonlight is as cool as water, the green grass and trees show their teeth and claws, and the silent mountain village falls into a deep sleep.

  The only sound of her footsteps on the road.

  Lu Jingzhi deliberately stomped his footsteps harder, tapping, accompanied by a faint humming sound—if this was put in a movie, it would definitely be a scene that would scare people to death.

  In the apocalypse, people live in the open air, are raided in the middle of the night, and everything happens.

  Lu Jingzhi likes such a quiet night.

   No gunfire, no crying.

   No hoarse growls from zombies.

  Mankind is sleeping, waiting for the dawn to embark on a new journey.

  Suddenly, the sound of her footsteps changed to cat-like again, light and light, and after a few dodges, she came under a house.

  Shadows veiled her, and Lu Jingzhi merged with the darkness.

  Who is sneaking around without sleeping most of the night?

  A figure walked out of the village, limping, and faintly choking.

   The figure is very familiar!

  Lu Jingzhi's lips raised an arc.

  Zhang Dabao.

   Coincidentally, this is not it.

  I wanted to put on his sack some time ago, but Zhang Jiagang had a feud with her, so it was not easy to start.

   Now it's different.

   It is the people from the Jiang family’s old house who have a feud with the Zhang family.

  Lu Jingzhi is about to move.

   No sack?

   It doesn't matter.

  Is there anything in the world that can be difficult for her? !

  Zhang Dabao went to town.

  He owed money to someone and went to pay it back.

   By the way, I gambled two more rounds.

  Because he ran out of money, he was beaten up by the gambling house and thrown out.

   Didn’t catch up with the bullock cart, so Zhang Dabao could only walk home on his own legs.

  Moon on the branches.

  The cold wind whizzes.

  The branches waved in the pale moonlight.

The satin clothes he was wearing, which were better than most of the villagers, were also ripped off to pay for the money. Zhang Dabao gritted his teeth angrily, "I look down on you! Your grandpa and I have money! I just lost two rounds, bah! Look at me!" Second-rate…"

   Plop.

  The person fell to the ground.

  Zhang Dabao cursed for a while.

  He got up.

   In just two steps, I lay down again in the dog-eat-shit position.

   His mouth gnawed on the mud.

   "Bah! Bah bah!"

  The big yellow dog next to him was woken up by scolding, and he raised his head to the sky and howled twice. As soon as Zhang Dabao got up, he was so frightened that he tripped again.

  He thought he was too flustered.

  In addition, after being beaten, my legs hurt, feel weak, and I can't do what I want.

   Little did he know—around the upper of the shoe that was covered by the shadow he couldn't see, there were sprouts that grew taller suddenly, wrapping around his ankle.

  After falling three or four times, Zhang Dabao still dared to curse, crying, "Mother, father, there is a ghost! There is a ghost to catch me..." and crawled all the way home.

  Get up and fall down again.

  The person who was originally limping, now walks even more funny.

  If it is someone else, I am afraid that they will not be able to control the soft grass like silk with such precision. It is a technical job to not only stop people at the right time, but also leave no traces and not be noticed.

  But if it was Lu Jingzhi, she only felt that she could handle it with ease.

  (end of this chapter)