I Alone Am Immortal: My Rebirth and Leisurely Cultivation

Chapter 207 Every time with the rebels
As soon as the people around him finished speaking, the old man on the ground immediately said, trembling.

"Thirty thousand yuan. My back is broken, and it won't heal without thirty thousand yuan."

"Thirty thousand! I only need one hundred thousand to get married."

The groom, who had just gotten out of the car and rushed over, immediately became furious.

"Call the police! Call the police! We have dashcam footage anyway!"

"Xiao Fang, how can you go to the police station on your wedding day? Besides, the police will take a while, and everyone can't wait," said an old man who was watching the commotion.

Upon hearing this, the groom was also at a loss for words.

Li Yan observed this scene with his divine sense, but even with his keen observation skills, he couldn't immediately determine whether these onlookers were shills or genuinely there to watch the spectacle.

Just as he was about to help resolve the issue, his brow twitched, and the divine sense that was about to transform into a sharp blade and slash into the old man's mind paused.

Suddenly, the crowd parted, and on the outside of the road, a chubby ten-year-old boy carrying a long stick charged straight at the old man on the ground.

The end of the stick was fitted with a large black plastic bowl-shaped container. The container was empty, but dried Oli Gei could be seen on its surface.

The crowd was driven away by the stench of that "Oli Gei".

Li Yan's eyelids twitched. He didn't know what the thing was called, but he knew it was used to scoop out sewage from rural latrines to make fertilizer.

"Xiao Hai, what are you doing, kid?"

An adult was speaking as he backed away.

Fatty Xiao Hai glared angrily, brandishing his long weapon and shouting:
"To uphold justice and protect the innocent, we are the Young Pioneers!"

"You dare bully my Uncle Fang? I'll beat you to death, you shameless old bastard!"

The childish voice was strong and clear, startling the middle-aged and elderly people around him who retreated one after another.

Even Uncle Fang, the groom whom he rescued, couldn't help but step back.

The old man on the ground scrambled to his feet.

He recognized the rascal; he was from Old Man Lin's family next door.

If it were an ordinary child, he would have just accepted the beating and could have extorted one more.

But Old Man Lin himself was a septuagenarian or eighty-year-old scoundrel with no one under him but this one grandson.

This grandson is still a child.

He was worried that after being beaten, he would be extorted again.

The old man was very agile, showing no signs of his previous serious injury, and even ran faster than the groom.

The groom glared at him angrily.

Li Yan's expression shifted, and he casually extended a wisp of spiritual energy.

An invisible spiritual force flew out, following the lock of his divine sense, and struck the old man's back.

Suddenly, the old man staggered and rolled on the ground.

Xiao Hai caught up from behind, and the dung ladle that had been raised fell down, the downward-falling container covering the old man's face as he lay up in the sky.

Those watching all around felt their eyelids twitch and a chill run down their spines.

"Oh dear, this is karma!" sighed a superstitious old woman.

Before the second ladle of water was about to fall, Old Zhao didn't care about anything else, rolled down the road into the field beside him, and ran away as fast as he could.

The groom, Fang Han, walked up to Xiao Hai, who was holding a manure ladle, and patted him on the head with a smile.

"Thank you, Xiaohai. Come on, let's go to Uncle's house for dinner."

"You're welcome, Uncle!" Xiao Hai slammed the dung ladle on the ground, making Fang Han's eyelids twitch.

"Our teacher said that we Young Pioneers should act bravely and righteously."

Seeing Xiao Hai's honest smile, Fang Han nodded, praised him a few more times, and even gave him a 100-yuan red envelope.

“Not bad, not bad. Zhao Laolai is a tough guy to deal with. Xiao Hai, you’ll have to handle him.”

"Hehe, thanks, Uncle."

Xiao Hai's eyes lit up. He had actually been watching from here for a while, but he chose to help Fang Han because Fang Han had always treated him well.

Even the manure scoop was something they found temporarily from nearby.

I never expected to get paid for helping someone out!

Knowing his family was poor, Xiao Hai, who wasn't stupid, put the red envelope in his pocket and looked thoughtfully in the direction Old Zhao had left.

"Uncle Fang just mentioned that deadbeats are hard to deal with. I think I often saw him acting during holidays."

Thinking of this, Xiao Hai's face fell. He had seen Lao Lai act before and even tried to learn it himself. Then his grandfather dragged him back and made him a meal of bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork, which was delicious.

"I'm not acting anymore, I'm going to ruin his performance!"

A thought popped into Xiao Hai's mind, along with a phrase he had learned from watching TV: "Those who go against the grain will succeed."

Li Yan understood the little guy's thoughts clearly and found it amusing.

After the bride and groom entered and went through some formalities, the wedding banquet began.

People in the village love a lively atmosphere, and Li Yan even saw a stage set up on the edge of the rice paddies.

A band was playing songs up there, all old internet hits, like "The Wolf Loves the Sheep," "Two Butterflies," and a song whose title Li Yan couldn't remember.

The song they sang was something like, "If I'm going to marry, I'll marry Grey Wolf."

The deafening noise made people's ears ring, and people below would request songs every now and then.

Requesting songs costs money, but quite a few people still do it.

Before a singer performs, they will announce who requested the song.

Li Yan remembered that his uncle had done the same thing when he got married.

He recalled requesting a song when he was a child, specifically "Above the Moon".

I loved listening to it when I was little.

I still like it now.

He took some photos and posted them in the group chat.

Li Yan just created a small group chat for himself, Jiang Yingzhu, and the other two.

"What is this?" Mei Mengqian asked, expressing her curiosity, as she had never seen such a scene before.

"Li Yan, aren't you going to go up and sing a couple of songs?" Jiang Yingzhu asked.

Soon after, Mei Mengqian and her senior echoed her sentiments, and Jiang Yingzhu explained what this scene was all about.

This kind of stage is suitable for singing, but Li Yan has no intention of doing so.

"Don't go."

"How cold-hearted! He's your cousin!" Jiang Yingzhu retorted.

"I have a lot of cousins," Li Yan said nonchalantly.

However, if you can't sing, you can request a song.

So Li Yan ordered Shou Lang's Temptation.

After returning to her seat, Fang Fen asked curiously:
What did you order?

"You'll find out soon enough. Auntie, would you like some?"

"I have no money," Fang Fen said matter-of-factly.

"I'll pay for it."

"Really? That's great, these songs are making my ears hurt."

A song costs ten yuan, and Li Yan transferred fifty yuan to her.

By the time he finished the meal and left, he had only heard three songs.

He only dared to be greedy for twenty; he's really cowardly.

He would have embezzled it all.

Li Yan rode his three-wheeled motorcycle back the way he came, but instead of going straight to his grandfather's house, he went to the city to buy some things.

Ingredients such as beef and pork.

The elderly are always reluctant to eat, so they rarely buy it.

He bought more, since he had a refrigerator anyway.

I also got a new three-wheeled vehicle, which looks high-end and classy.

He'd heard that old men in rural towns compare themselves to each other in these ways, but he didn't know if it was true.

He got home in the afternoon, and his grandmother saw that he had brought back so many things.

"You're wasting money again; we can't eat that much."

Li Yan simply smiled at this.

He wasn't sure if he could eat it or not.

When Grandpa came back, he said the same thing again: "Why buy a new one? I don't ride it much anyway."

“My dad made me buy it, otherwise he wouldn’t give me living expenses.”

"He wouldn't dare! I'll beat him up when he gets back for the New Year!"

(End of this chapter)