When Chang Wei sat down again, he had already scolded the eighteenth generation of the blind man next to him in his heart.
Instead of catching a few fat sheep, we invited a few ancestors!
Chang Wei couldn't see what Yun Que, Mu Qingyao and Men Liu were capable of, but he knew very well the abilities of the seventh-level tiger demon. As long as they took action, hundreds of people in the entire Black Wind Village would become snacks!
Chang Wei's attitude was completely reversed, from being greedy and condescending to being cautious and groveling.
"The master is quite satisfied with this treasure." Yun Que said with a smile.
"Thanks to Master Yun! I can actually see such a treasure in my lifetime. I really will die without regrets!"
Chang Wei kept moving the stool to the side, for fear of being bitten by the tiger's head.
"In that case, let the master accept it," Yun Que said.
"What are you talking about! Mr. Yun's family heirloom is a treasure, how can I take away his beauty! Mr. Yun keep it yourself and don't take it out," Chang Wei said.
"Except for this treasure, I don't have anything else. Since the boss won't accept it, we can only eat and drink at your place for free," Yun Que said.
"Don't worry, Mr. Yun! As long as you have something to eat from me, I will never treat you badly! Just live in peace, and the whole family must not be polite!" Chang Wei said with a bitter face.
"Thank you, Master, for taking me in," Yun Que said.
"How long do you plan to stay in Heifeng Village, Mr. Yun? Do you have any other relatives in your family? It doesn't matter if you can't find them. There are many of us! We will send them all out to help you find relatives!" Chang Wei said with a smile.
"To be honest, the master, my relatives are all dead. I think Heifeng Village is very good. I will regard this place as my home from now on." Yun Que said.
Chang Wei wanted to cry loudly.
Now he finally deeply understands that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away.
Seeing Yun Que playing with the head of Heifeng Village, Mu Qingyao suppressed her laughter.
He has long been able to show off his skills and scare the opponent, but he has to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. Instead of eating one bite, he first scares the opponent out of his wits and then takes over the magpie's nest. This method is really...
so bad!
Although she felt that Yun Que's methods were bad enough, Mu Qingyao had to admit that it was very enjoyable.
First, she pretends to be a cute and pitiful little girl who is helpless in the face of the villain, but then she transforms into a deadly female devil. The villain is so frightened that she kneels down and begs for mercy. Such a contrast is so refreshing.
Chang Wei could see that Yun Que had made up his mind to live in Heifeng Village, so he said cruelly:
"Since Mr. Yun is out of sight, I can't be stingy! From now on, you will be the head of Black Wind Village!"
Yun Que waved his hand modestly and said: "I am a latecomer, how can I occupy the position of the first master? It is difficult to convince the public even if I say it. Okay, so I will be the second master."
"OK!"
Chang Wei got up and came outside the house, calling everyone with a loud roar. Soon hundreds of people from all over the village gathered.
Chang Wei pinched his waist with one hand and Yun Que's wrist with the other, and said in a loud voice:
"From today on, Brother Yun is the second leader of Black Wind Village! What he says has the same weight as what I say. Whoever dares not to listen will have their head chopped off by me! Do you hear me clearly!"
A group of bandits were surprised for a moment, and then shouted in unison: "Listen clearly!"
The bandit's rise to power is so simple and crude.
Yun Que, an outsider, became the second master of Heifeng Village.
As the wife of the second head of the family, even though Mu Qingyao was as beautiful as a fairy, no one in the village dared to take another look at her.
There are no royal laws in the bandit village.
The village leader has the final say in everything. Whether he invites you to dinner today or chops off your head depends on the mood of the village master.
Chang Wei personally selected the two best rooms, drove away all the bandits inside, and gave them to Yun Que and his party.
He also ordered the cooks in the village to prepare the most sumptuous banquet to welcome the second master.
After seeing off a few people, Chang Wei returned to the house with a dejected look.
The first thing he did when he entered the house was to beat up the blind fat man.
"Master, please spare your life! If you beat me again, I will lose my energy!" The blind man begged again and again.
Chang Wei stopped his hand and cursed: "You loser! Sooner or later the village will be destroyed in your hands!"
"You can't blame me, Mr. Master. I thought they were just fat sheep passing by. Who would have thought they were King Yama passing by." The blind man said, holding his head.
Chang Wei sighed and said:
"No wonder I've been unlucky lately. I always lose every bet, and my teeth get stuffed when I eat meat. It turns out to be a sign of disaster from the sky. If I had known that I would calm down recently and stop..."
The blind man said carefully:
"Master, how long do you think they will have to stay before they leave? It would be bad if our business was discovered by outsiders."
Chang Wei's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and he muttered:
"I don't know. It looks like they will stay here for a while. You should deal with those things tonight, move them out of the stronghold, and find a place to hide them."
"Don't worry, Boss, this matter will definitely be taken care of!" the blind man assured.
…
Yun Que has a good appetite.
He didn't eat anything serious along the way. When he arrived at the village, Yun Que planned to take a good rest and eat something delicious.
So I took a look at the kitchen.
The cooks in the bandits are all half-way through the monkhood, and no one knows how to cook. The principle of cooking in the bandits is to cook it once it is cooked.
Yun Que ordered a few bandits to take action and put Men Liu in charge of cooking.
Men Liu has no other abilities besides being able to drink water, but he is really good at cooking.
That night, a table full of wine and food was laid out.
There are no delicacies from the mountains and seas, they are just home-cooked dishes, but they are delicious in color, flavor and taste.
Chang Wei picked up the meal with his thumb and praised it profusely.
The blind man ate sluggishly, as if he had eyes on his chopsticks, which were specially designed to pick up meat.
Yun Que actually did this intentionally by letting Men Liu cook.
This gang of bandits is engaged in the business of killing people and robbing goods. The food that the bandits bring out may be a little extra, so you can't eat it with confidence.
At the banquet, Yun Que and Chang Wei complimented each other and talked nonsense all over the table.
No one found out anyone's details.
After eating, the four of them went back to their rooms.
Two rooms for four people.
Since Yun Que and Mu Qingyao pretended to be husband and wife, they naturally lived in the same room.
Menliu and Pingshanjun lived in the other room next door.
Before entering, Men Liu looked at Yun Que reluctantly, with tears in his eyes.
He has never been in the same room with a seventh-level tiger demon in his life.
He was worried that if he fell asleep at night, he would fall asleep in someone else's belly.
After closing the door, Yun Que burped, stretched his waist and said:
"Having been running around for half a month, I can finally take a good rest."
Mu Qingyao looked at the map spread on the table, frowned slightly and said:
"This place is not far from Tianqi. We need to pass through Bashan City on the way. Bashan City is named after the eight surrounding mountains. The terrain is dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is one of the important places to defend the imperial city and cannot be detoured."
"Starting from Zangshi Town, Bashan City is the last big city before arriving at the Imperial City. The Red Lotus Sect must have deployed a large number of manpower, and may have prepared an ambush on all sides, waiting for us to fall into our trap."
"The good news is that due to the special location of Bashan City, both the former Yan Dynasty and the current Jin Dynasty regard it as an important town and are heavily guarded. Su Hongshan, the general who guards Bashan City, has a close relationship with my father. It is impossible to be a red man. People from the Lotus Sect will definitely help me."
After analyzing the route, Mu Qingyao said to Yunque with emotion: "Fortunately I have you, otherwise I would have encountered so many crises along the way. Every town and village along the way would be a danger to me." trap."
It can be seen from the map that there are dozens of towns and villages that have been detoured during these days.
Now that hope is around the corner, there is only one Eight Mountain City left on the way back to the Imperial City.
"Thanks to Mr. Pingshan, the majestic seventh-level tiger demon has become a mule. It is estimated that this long journey will be a shadow that cannot be erased in this life." Yun Que said with a smile: "Your Highness, the princess must keep your word, don't forget Get it a piece of demon-making order."
"I won't forget it. When I return to the imperial city, I will go to see His Majesty immediately and ask for the demon order first." Mu Qingyao said easily.
Princess Lingyun's status in the eyes of the emperor is no less than that of the prince, so it is not difficult for her to get a demon order.
"What kind of cultivation level is that general in Bashan City?" Yun Que asked.
"I remember he was a fifth-grade warrior. Uncle Su was very powerful. When I was young, my father always liked to compete with him." Mu Qingyao said.
"Fifth grade, he is indeed very strong, but you can't ask him for help." Yun Que said.
Mu Qingyao was surprised and said:
"With the fifth-level powerhouses and the heavy troops guarding the city, even if the Red Lotus Sect comes out in full force, they can still stop it. If I tell the truth, Uncle Su will definitely mobilize heavy troops to escort him personally."
"Just because he will mobilize heavy troops to escort you, you can't ask him for help." Yun Que yawned.
"Are you afraid that the leader of the Red Lotus Sect will take action personally? If the leader is really a fourth-grade master, even if Uncle Su is not his opponent, he should be able to hold him back." Mu Qingyao said.
Mu Qingyao thought that the best way was to ask the generals and defenders of Bashan City for help.
After all, this is the territory of the Jin Dynasty, and it is not too far from the imperial city. If the two sides start a war, the masters in the imperial city will definitely come to help as long as they get the news.
But Yun Que's thoughts were completely different from Mu Qingyao's.
"If the leader is a fourth-grade warrior or a fourth-grade Taoist or Confucian monk, your method will be fine. A fifth-grade general plus heavy troops can also hold back the opponent in a wheel battle. But have you ever thought about it, if the leader is a fourth-grade Where’s the witch cultivator?”
Yun Que tapped his fingers on the table and said:
"The way of assassination is one of the practitioners of all the factions in the world. No one at the same level can compare with the witch cultivator. If a fourth-level witch cultivator learns of your whereabouts, there are a thousand ways to avoid it. It will kill you unconsciously. No matter how many people are there to protect you, it will only point you to your location faster."
The witch cultivators in Wujiazhai are enough to prove that there are more witchcraft masters in the Red Lotus Sect.
In Yun Que's opinion, the more heavily guarded Mu Qingyao is, the faster he will die.
Mu Qingyao pondered for a while and nodded silently.
Although she has no cultivation level, she has a deep understanding of all the monks in the world, and she knows that Yun Que is right.
An eighth-level wizard can kill people in his sleep, let alone a powerful fourth-level wizard.
Seeing the imperial city approaching, a city with eight mountains has become the last gate to hell. The extremely intelligent Princess Lingyun could not think of a good solution for a while.
Yun Que kicked off his shoes, fell down comfortably on the bed, and said:
"The best way is to sneak out of Bashan City."
"It's difficult, the Red Lotus Sect won't let go of this last hurdle." Mu Qingyao said sadly.
"If we can't get out, then let the defenders in the city escort us out." Yun Que said.
"Didn't you say that we can't ask the defenders to escort us?" Mu Qingyao said in confusion.
"Your royal family must be very particular about seeing off guests. What should you do if you encounter a nasty guest?" Yun Que said.
"Hospitable guests are greeted with a smile, and unfavorable guests throw glasses. When it comes to seeing off guests, our royal family is similar to ordinary people. There is not much difference." Mu Qingyao said.
"No, there is a difference. You will only throw cups when faced with bad guests. If we villagers in the mountains encounter bad guests, we will not only throw cups, but also beat them out all the way to the entrance of the village."
Yun Que said with a strange smile: "If we want to pass through Bashan City safely, we must be the evil guests and let the defenders beat us out. It is best to chase us all the way to the foot of the imperial city."
