It rained again in the morning and the ground was muddy.
The wind was a bit strong, and the garlic heads and pepper skewers hanging on the wall were swaying.
Xin Zhuo opened the door, her long black hair was tied up in loose knots, and her linen sleeves were rolled up. She glanced at the dull sky, then stepped on the muddy ground and walked towards the kitchen.
The bandits in Hungry Wolf Village have rarely attacked in the past few days, but it is just like the calm before the storm. Is the other party waiting for a four-day appointment? Those two leaders might be killed at any time?
The bag of food stolen from Shuiyue An was not much, but after Cui Ying'er, the second head of the family, distributed it reasonably, such as eating only one meal a day, it actually lasted for five full days.
That's right, it's been five days, and the four-day deadline given by the bandits in Hungry Wolf Village has passed.
Huang Dagui and others felt that perhaps Chai Donghu and the other two had an accident outside, and they might not be beheaded immediately if they were caught.
This speculation made them feel a little relaxed, and after practicing the secrets of the exercises, they even developed a mysterious self-confidence. Even if they come back, we can still give it a try!
It's just that Xin Zhuo feels that it's quite embarrassing. The progress of these bandit subordinates is really limited. They are so-called poor in culture and rich in martial arts. They don't know the taste of meat for half a year, and there is no medication to help them. They all rely on their bodies to survive.
At least the abilities that Wangyuejing can seize are of little value and not worth operating at all. His realm is ranked eighth level, and the joy of leveling up in one day is gone.
"Squeak——"
Pushing open the simple door panel of the kitchen with the mottled and peeling New Year sticker with the character "福", a strong smell of garlic came from inside.
I don't know if a big eater was very hungry and came over to steal some garlic.
It was not yet time to eat, and Xin Zhuo was also very hungry, but what was even more unbearable was his thirst. The other five thieves had been studying this matter in fear for several days, and finally With no solution, I had to run to a mountain spring five miles away to get water, which was very troublesome.
He looked at the position of the water tank and couldn't help but be stunned. The water tank was blocked by a graceful wheat-colored healthy body.
Not wearing any clothes.
Cui Yinger is taking a bath.
Her long wet hair, long slender legs, and dots of water on her waistcoat line and lower abdomen, with her arms protecting her body, and a pair of seductive fox eyes looking coldly at her.
Like a beautiful ink painting.
"I'm here to drink water."
Xin Zhuo looked at the water tank behind her and felt that it was probably not appropriate to continue drinking water. She quickly turned around, walked out of the kitchen, and closed the door thoughtfully.
song.
big.
round.
He silently made three pertinent comments.
"Are you fascinated by those impure nuns and think everyone is like them?"
There was a splash of water and a cold question in the room.
"Where do you start talking about this?" Xin Zhuo stopped and was very curious. What does drinking water have to do with nuns?
"I have to take a shower in the kitchen at three quarters of noon on the first and fifteenth day of every month. Everyone in the village knows."
"oh……"
Xin Zhuo looked at the sky and saw that it was indeed around noon. No wonder no one else showed up except Han Qiniang, who was picking up the soles of her shoes on the opposite side with a teasing look on her face. But she had never paid attention to these things:
"If I'm not in my room and I go to the kitchen to wash it, won't it smell like garlic? Also, is there anything special about choosing this time?"
"Am I talking to you about time and weird things?"
Cui Ying'er started to get dressed. To be honest, she originally looked down on Xin Zhuo because of his stubborn personality and timidity. However, the changes he had made in the past few days made her look at him differently and felt comforted. But now that he knew it, he felt a little annoyed even though he didn't mind.
What a helpless little boss!
"Actually, you don't have to think about it at all. I respect you just like... I respect aunt."
Xin Zhuo said something against his will and walked away, feeling that he could drink the rainwater in the tin can on the window.
"Aunt..."
This sentence destroyed some kind of beauty in Cui Ying'er's heart, and the clothes she wore slipped off again.
Does he dislike my mother? I am only twenty-two years old, although outsiders have indeed given birth to many children at this age.
He picked up the knife next to him, paused, threw it aside, replaced it with a gourd spoon, scooped up a spoonful of water, handed it out from the window, and said in a soft tone: "Forget it! Drink it."
No one answered outside.
Uh~
Angry?
Cui Ying'er was silent, and then sneered: "I'm still acting like a good boy when I get an advantage."
Xin Zhuo stepped on the mud and walked to his room. Han Qiniang, who was diagonally opposite the door, held the soles of her shoes, lowered her head and giggled, holding back her face and turning red.
"Did you do this on purpose?" Xin Zhuo stopped again.
Han Qiniang coughed twice, raised her head, her peach blossom eyes were watery, and she pouted in an odd way: "Yes, does it look good? Is it round, big, and curved?"
oh? This... the order is reversed...
Pooh! Female thief!
Xin Zhuo cursed secretly and pushed open the door.
Xiao Huang rushed forward immediately. Xin Zhuo loved this little guy who was 100% loyal. He picked up his two ears and threw them on the table. Then he picked up the two books on the table, "The Ancient Temple" "The Strange Scholar" and "Zhang Buyehou".
These are the only two books "I" have in my collection, the colored ones, which I couldn't find in my previous life.
The length of the article is not large, but the dirty work is beautiful, strange, and very difficult. My colleagues in my previous life would shout "666" when they saw her.
It seems that "I" was not a serious scholar before.
In the past few days, with a critical eye, I stayed up three nights reading it. My eyes were red, and then it was boring, as holy as a Buddha.
In his mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he was the second master just now.
It's actually quite exciting.
No, you can’t do it twice.
Practice calligraphy.
As soon as the word "gold" was written here, a rush of footsteps and a hoarse roar suddenly came from outside: "No! The entire Hungry Wolf Village has launched a massive attack!"
It was Han Jiulang's voice. In addition to the big boss, everyone in the village took turns standing guard and patrolling. It seemed like it was his turn today.
"Bang..."
The doors all around were opened.
Cui Ying'er's voice yelled: "What is a mass move? Speak more carefully."
"Chai Donghu, the first boss of Hungry Wolf Village, and Soaring Cannon, the second boss, have returned from overseas. They are leading more than 30 people in the village to prepare to attack from the foot of the peak."
What was supposed to come was finally coming, but Han Jiulang still couldn't help but his voice trembled.
The courtyard was quiet for a while.
"You damn yo-yo, who is afraid of whom? This tiger-shaped knife of mine is not a vegetarian!" The third master roared angrily, and the simple knife leaned on the ground, making a "bang bang" sound.
Then there was another silence, followed by the sound of weapons being unsheathed and breastplates being fitted.
The head of Hungry Wolf Village is finally here!
Xin Zhuo stood behind the door, frowning. It felt a little bad to have someone knock on the door at any time for no reason.
After thinking for a moment, he opened the door.
In the yard, the five bandits were ready to fight. His appearance did not attract any attention. In this fierce situation, the Master "Zi Yue" had no use except cheering.
"Excuse me..." Xin Zhuo thought about it for a moment, "What are the specific realms of those two people? What level are they?"
When bandit groups fight each other, superior combat power determines the outcome, and Xin Zhuo is convinced of this.
The five bandits glanced at him and continued to prepare.
"I'm talking." Xin Zhuo reminded himself.
"Chai Donghu is the eighth grade, Soaring Cannon is the ninth grade, and the rest are just minions, not as good as us." Han Jiulang, who is still the youngest, gives a certain amount of respect to the master.
The highest level eight?
He is at the eighth level, which means he is a little stronger than the ninth level. If he has not yet reached the eighth level, he must not be able to beat him.
Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang, who are the highest among the five bandit subordinates of mine, have not yet reached the ninth level, so they are certainly no match for them.
Xin Zhuo was unsure, so he simply came up with a prudent idea: "I think it would be more cost-effective to escape, such as going to Shuiyue An."
Although the road down the mountain is blocked, there is a deserted road in the back that can be detoured to Shuiyue Nunnery. The nuns can eat fast and chant Buddha's name without killing anyone.
"Clang!"
The weapons in the hands of Huang Dagui, the third master, and Bai Jianxian, the fourth master, fell to the ground.
The five bandits looked at each other with disbelief, surprise and contempt in their eyes.
They don't understand "cost-effectiveness". It may be a scholar's jargon, but the word "escape" is so harsh.
"Is there something wrong? If you can't beat him, why do you want to be quick and lose your life in vain? Just be patient, or you'll come back again." Xin Zhuo looked serious.
"What a coward! He also said that you should have a bloody nature. You have a yo-yo bloody nature. I look down on you!" Huang Dagui was furious.
Bai Jianxi also raised his orchid fingers and shouted angrily: "Do you think everyone is just like you and doesn't understand nuns? No one understands nuns better than me. What a shame!"
Cui Ying'er was calmer, but her voice was very cold: "When we fall off the grass and become bandits, we put life and death aside, and when we fall down the flag to follow the path of heaven, it is the righteousness of the path. Why should we run for our lives in fear of death?
The cottage is my family, this is what the boss said; working together to protect the cottage, this is your boss, why are you so timid when things happen? As a righteous bandit, he should face life and death calmly! "
"oh……"
That makes sense.
But this... was completely inconsistent with the image of a mountain bandit who was greedy for life and afraid of death. This righteous and righteous speech instantly made Xin Zhuo feel that he was in a small position and was speechless for a moment.
But I don’t know what the hell is going on with the nun?
The five bandits began to rush down the peak.
Cui Ying'er ran a few steps, then turned around and sincerely advised: "Master, you can escape on your own. You are different from us. You are a scholar and you are still young. If you change your name, you may still have a way to survive. Go Just make a living! If we stand in your way, we can be considered worthy of the old master's kindness!"
