Black Wind Village.
There were burning torches in the cave, illuminating the huge cave hall like daylight.
The boss, who was sitting on the tiger leather chair, closed the book in his hand and leaned back on the chair.
A pair of narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
Below, stood a group of brothers.
The second master took a step forward with his two axes and stared at the first master sitting on his seat with eyes as big as copper bells.
"Brother, how are you? How have we suffered in this encirclement and suppression?"
The second boss couldn't help but ask.
The eldest master slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of bloodthirsty coldness flashed across his eyes.
"Compared to the previous times, the losses this time were heavy!"
The master of the family.
When the second master heard this, he was so angry that the beards on his face stood up.
"Mara Gobi, it was us who won this time, chasing those court dogs all over the mountain. Why are the losses still so heavy?"
The second master asked angrily.
On the side, a young leader said: "The second master was stationed at the mountain stronghold and didn't know what was going on. I will lead the brothers to pursue the victory."
"Meet the brothers from Niutiba at Jiandao. We originally planned to kill all the court dogs."
"But who would have expected that a small team suddenly appeared, and the young man leading it was so tough!"
"What a powerful method?" the second master asked.
The little boss still looked frightened when he recalled the scene of their narrow encounter.
"That young man is wielding a steel knife in his hand. He has the strength of one man but the courage of ten thousand men."
"None of our brothers can withstand it. Many brothers were killed by him with steel swords. It's terrible..."
"Asshole!"
The second master raised his leg and kicked the little leader who was talking a few meters away.
"How can you inflate other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? I will chop off your head now!"
After saying that, the second master took out his two axes and pounced on him to chop him down.
The incident happened so quickly that no one else around him could react.
When he came back to his senses, the ax had reached the back of the little boss with the power of thunder.
Everyone gasped.
At this moment, an iron hook suddenly flew over.
He entangled the ax in the second master's hand and pulled hard. The second master stumbled and fell to the ground. The ax flew out and hit the ground not far away.
The iron hook was immediately retracted, and the leader on the main seat moved his sleeves, and instantly regained his composure.
The second boss fell to the ground and did not dare to lose his temper.
Yi Gulu got up and said to the big boss: "Brother, why don't you let me kill this alarmist guy?"
The headmaster narrowed his eyes and said: "The rules of our Black Wind Village are that after drinking blood wine, we swear that we are our brothers."
"The edge of the knife is always open to the outside world, but how can it be used internally?"
The head master said slowly.
The second boss chopped his foot depressedly and turned to stare at the little leader on the ground who was about to collapse with fear.
"If my brother speaks for you today, I will spare your life. If the next time comes, I will not be able to protect you!"
The little boss quickly knelt down and thanked the two leaders, then hid behind the crowd and did not dare to say a word.
Here, the second boss looked furious.
"Brother, the village has suffered heavy losses. Please give me an order to lead a team of troops to loot the village at the foot of the mountain!"
The headmaster shook his head.
"Loot the village, don't be in a hurry," he said.
"The warehouse is rich in food, but right now, there is an urgent matter that we need to do more," he said.
"What's the matter? Just ask me, brother," the second master said.
The boss nodded.
He pondered for a while and then said: "That brave young man, judging by his attire, is not an officer or soldier, but a nearby villager."
"The description I heard from my brothers about this person is 80% similar to the young hunter Li Dadao mentioned."
"Maybe they are the same person." The boss said.
When the second master heard this, he became furious.
"Mala Gobi, why is that kid still lingering? He is still colluding with the court dog. No, I will go down to Changping Village and kill him to avoid future troubles!"
As the second master said, he picked up the ax on the ground and started to go down the mountain.
The boss called him to stop.
"Second brother, don't be reckless!"
The second boss stopped.
"Brother, don't stop me. Let me, the ghost axe, touch his steel knife. I will definitely lift his head back to sacrifice the souls of my brothers!"
"This person must be eliminated, but we must not come here arbitrarily and try to outwit him!" said the head of the family.
"Brother, what do you say? Just one sentence!" the second master said.
The headmaster pondered for a moment.
"Send Li Dadao and Zhou Tuzi to come up. I have something important to explain."
…
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
In a blink of an eye, it’s the seventh day of March.
Qingming Festival is a day to worship ancestors.
Da'an Dajie's school had a day off.
Restaurants and construction sites also stopped work for the day.
Let the workers and craftsmen go home to visit the tombs and pay homage to their ancestors.
Early in the morning, Yang Huazhou drove the carriage and took Bao Suyun back to the village.
The fifth-bedroom house currently does not have any real estate in Lao Yang's family. Now that he is back, he will naturally settle down in the third-bedroom house.
After breakfast, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou were sorting out the papyrus and firecrackers.
The two daughters-in-law of the Sun family and the Bao family were devoutly preparing sacrificial offerings in the kitchen.
Yang Ruoqing was playing with her three younger brothers.
After a while, Yang Yongjin ran over. He threw his bamboo hat at the door and said to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou as he entered: "Third uncle and fifth uncle, I asked me to ask, are you okay here? Let's go to the mountain to burn incense." ”
Yang Huazhong said: "Go and tell your father, we will go there right away!"
Yang Yongjin nodded, picked up his bamboo hat and ran back to the front yard.
Here, Yang Huazhong looked at the continuous rain outside the house.
"The road in Xiaoyu Mountain is not easy to walk today, so the children should stay at home and don't go!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Dad, let me go with you, I can do it."
Yang Huazhong said: "Okay, Qing'er will go together, and Da'an will stay at home."
Da'an and others were a little disappointed.
Yang Ruoqing comforted them with a smile: "The mountain roads are all muddy. Not only will your shoes and clothes be soiled when you turn around, but you will also get sick and suffer if you get caught in the rain."
"I'll come back at noon to make delicious Qingming cakes for you."
Children are children after all, and they become happy when they are coaxed.
Da'an said: "Sister, please kowtow to my ancestors a few more times for me and wish me good grades in school and good reputation."
Yang Ruoqing pinched Daan's cheek and corrected him.
"To achieve good results, you have to rely on your own hard work and hard work. You can't rely on the blessings of the gods. Do you understand?"
Da'an stuck out his tongue, fearing that Yang Ruoqing would preach again, so he quickly pulled Dajie and ran out of the kitchen.
"You brat, you have a bad attitude in studying. Come back home and I'll teach you a lesson."
Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth at Daan's back.
Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou on the side were both amused.
Soon, Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun put the offerings into the basket and covered it.
I prepared drinks and watched Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou and Yang Ruoqing wait out of the house.
