"Tree Falling Hozen Powder" is a bit out of place when used in Fulong Village, which has a strange sense of loyalty, but when brought to Hungry Wolf Village, it fits the situation.
When Xin Zhuo arrived with the thieves, there were about thirty bandits without the buffs of the two leaders, and they were running away very fast. Even if the six people blocked them with knives and swords, they were stunned. Stop a few.
Just before nightfall, the six people returned to the village with the remaining loot.
A large bag of coarse grains, two jars of roasted knives, twelve swords with extremely poor toughness made by folk iron shops, five pieces of bacon, three bamboo baskets of cabbage, a few strings of money, sixteen sets of patchwork clothes, and half a barrel of coarse salt.
It was not very rich, but for the impoverished Fulong Village, it was tantamount to a windfall.
Six people sat in a row and looked at the two sticks of incense back and forth, full of ambition and excitement.
Taking one step in the long march of thousands of miles always makes people feel emotional.
"The harvest is great. Tonight, bacon and cabbage will be roasted. Add some chili and garlic. It is absolutely delicious. No one knows bacon and cabbage better than me. When I was a tailor, my daughter-in-law and her lover, the blacksmith Lao Wangtou from the street next door, all praised me. My cooking is delicious, really, so I’ll be the chef tonight!”
The fourth master, Bai Jianxi, who was in agitated mood, took the initiative to invite her. His orchid fingers were straighter and straighter than ever before, so that he did not hide the secrets he had kept before falling into the grass.
That's right, back then, his wife stole a man in front of him, and when he couldn't bear it anymore, he killed them both and fled to the end of the world.
Looking at the strange looks from everyone, Bai Jianxian explained: "There is nothing to hide. My wife and I are actually very affectionate, but she was bewitched by the old man from the street next door. Before she died, she begged me and said she wanted to You have to do whatever you want to kill her, and don’t bring trouble to Lao Wang. You see, she confessed everything before she died and asked me to kill her. How guilty must she feel? She... still has me in her heart. "
The thieves looked at each other and became even more puzzled. How did they come to this conclusion?
Only the third master, Huang Dagui, felt empathy. He sighed, his one eye full of sentimentality: "Yes, I understand the mood of the fourth master very well, just like I did with the Chunxiang girl from Cuixiang Tower twelve years ago. I sacrificed for her." The wealth accumulated by our ancestors for three generations is three thousand taels.
In order to please her, I even killed the wife of Mr. Sun, whom she admired, so that they could finally get married. She later... said that I was a good person, and she still had me in her heart, but... why did she give birth to me? Sun? She must be suffering a lot inside. "
Han Jiulang was about to shed tears: "My two brothers said it very well. This experience is very touching. In fact, I also have a story..."
The topic somehow turned into a ditch, and the situation became uncontrollable and led to collective crying.
This is so damn despicable.
Xin Zhuo tried his best to close his open mouth and coughed lightly: "The past is over. Let's cook. I've been hungry all day!"
The "baked pork and cabbage" made by Baijianxi was not delicious. Maybe it was forgotten that the bacon itself contains salt. The salt was obviously put in just right, but it was very salty.
But that's not what everyone is thinking about. They are really in a good mood today!
Killing the Hungry Wolf Village in one fell swoop was something that the old master had never done or was unwilling to do during his lifetime.
The boss is too powerful and must be celebrated!
"Here's a bowl for you, the master!"
"Dry!"
So, Xin Zhuo, who was too drunk and knew nothing about the power of sweet wine in this world, drank too much!
…
The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell on the Fulongzhai compound, passing through the ventilated bamboo and wooden windows and dappled the ground.
On the low maple bed, the linen quilt embroidered with chrysanthemums fell half to the ground.
Xin Zhuo was still hungover and slept in an inelegant posture. First he was in a large font, and then he turned into a spinning top. He seemed to be dreaming about something. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a trace of crystal saliva flowed out.
Five heads "suddenly" popped out of the window, looking intently at the room, their eyes full of scrutiny and doubt.
"This must be Huanyang Taiyi Sleeping, a brilliant sleeping position. Even sleeping can increase your true energy!"
"Is there still such a thing?"
"You are still young and ignorant. We practice kung fu hard and sit cross-legged when we go to bed at night. The leader is only sixteen years old. He killed Chai Donghu and the Sky Cannon with two swords. How elegant is that? Sleeping in is really unreasonable!"
"That makes sense!"
Huang Dagui and Han Jiulang, who discussed in low voices, finally reached a consensus.
Even though Xin Zhuo claimed yesterday that he was only at the sub-eighth level, the shock that those two swords brought to the thieves was far beyond his imagination.
Not only were the thieves unable to digest it, but after a night of fermentation, they found it even more amazing. Martial arts in the world are so difficult to practice. In order to become superior in martial arts, some people are willing to suffer the pain of bone-crushing and heart-burning, loneliness and loneliness, and spend their entire lives in poverty.
He is only sixteen years old!
How on earth did he do it?
When the old master was alive, it took two or three moves to compete with Chai Donghu. Even so, it still surprised them, let alone the big master?
"Look! That slobber!" Huang Dagui pointed to the room and whispered.
The other thieves looked at each other, is there anything surprising about this?
Han Qiniang had her ears tied into a bun today, and her face was smeared with cream that was stolen from someone who knew when. Her eyes were bright and she looked playful and cute. She blinked and said, "Isn't this... something special?"
"For those who practice martial arts, the five internal organs are shaped like the five elements, which nourish and cherish each other. They go round and round, and the mouth produces fluid. This fluid is a wonderful thing. The ancient martial arts sages called it spiritual liquid, sacred water, jade spring, and golden wine. , Yujin, Yuchi clear water or jade pulp."
Huang Dagui tried his best to recite passages from his "Tiger Form" mental method, "So, this saliva is actually a great tonic. It means that you may be able to master some sword skills like the great master, or you may be able to gain some real skills out of nothing." gas."
The third master's words were the best he had ever said in his life, and all the thieves who heard this were confused.
Han Jiulang scratched his head and thought carefully about his limited knowledge: "Although what he said makes sense, I feel... it's disgusting."
"You are ignorant again! How do you explain that the boss killed two masters with two swords?"
Huang Dagui narrowed his eyes, "The eldest boss is still a young man, and Lingjin is probably fragrant. Fortunately, I am a man and can't let go of my body. Otherwise, I would go and get it. Huh? Why don't you, the second boss and Qiniang, go?" "
Cui Ying'er rolled her eyes and sneered: "I think the boss just drank too much and just slept in and drooled. You think too much."
However, Han Qiniang tilted her head and thought for a while, then she had something else on her mind: "What does the Third Master mean...to take out that...spiritual liquid?"
"That's right!"
"How to get it?"
"Mouth."
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Han Qiniang thought about that scene, her cheeks turned red, and she glared at him, "Damn!"
Without waiting for Huang Dagui's retort, the fourth master Bai Jian made a stab at him: "If you can practice superb martial arts and increase your true energy, why should you be afraid of being ruined? The first master is so handsome and will not suffer any loss. Could it be that Qiniang has forgotten her parents?" Hatred? If you don't go, I'll go! No one understands the boss better than me!"
Han Qiniang looked at Cui Yinger.
Cui Ying'er hesitated for a moment: "There is indeed a saying that there are brilliant warriors whose words produce spiritual energy."
Han Qiniang suddenly turned around and walked towards the door.
"elder sister!"
"Qiniang!"
Before Han Jiulang and Cui Ying'er could shout, Han Qiniang had quietly opened the door and walked towards Xin Zhuo's bed.
The four pairs of eyes outside suddenly widened.
Han Qiniang's small figure was half-kneeling at the head of Xin Zhuo's bed, pouting, closing her eyes, blushing, and slowly approaching.
The four people outside began to sweat on their foreheads.
Closer, closer!
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.
The air froze instantly.
Immediately, there was a commotion outside, and the four heads disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Han Qiniang pouted, raised a pair of small palms, and froze in place.
Looking at the handsome face so close and the other person's breath that smelled of cheap face cream, the dazed Xin Zhuo became even more confused.
He swore that he had never experienced such a scene.
Of course he recognized Han Qiniang, but why did she run to my bed and make such a gesture?
"What do you want to do?"
He would never believe that this stubborn female thief with a unique personality suddenly had a crush on him.
"Master, I want to drink Lingjin?" Han Qiniang mustered up her courage, with a look that was one-third stubborn and one-third forceful.
"What Lingjin? Be serious."
Xin Zhuo was confused.
"Haha... just think I'm joking."
Seeing that the boss was unlikely to obey, Han Qiniang put her thoughts aside, smiled awkwardly, got up and left in a hurry.
Xin Zhuo stood up, froze for a long time, put away the quilt, and went out.
The weather is sunny, the red sun in the eastern sky has risen, the mountain scenery in the distance is hazy, and golden clouds are rolling endlessly.
The breeze blows, and the fresh air makes you feel refreshed.
Xin Zhuo stretched out and felt that if he was not a bandit but a rich man with many wives and concubines, it would be a good choice to live in seclusion here.
in the yard,
Huang Dagui, the third in charge of the family, is sharpening his sword again.
Bai Jianxi, the fourth master, stuffed a few garlic heads into the ground and seemed to be planting them.
Han Jiulang was busy cooking breakfast.
In the maple forest in front, Cui Ying'er has a vigorous figure and dances her knife against the fallen leaves.
Several people looked serious, more serious than before.
Only Han Qiniang got into the room and cursed: "Liars! They are all liars, hum! What? I just realized it, that wasn't a kiss..."
Xin Zhuo: "?"
Breakfast, because it was chef Han Jiulang, finally tasted passable, but it was still bacon and Chinese cabbage, and the staple food was whole grain rice.
No one spoke during the dinner, even the third boss, who always made deafening and suffocating remarks, was just busy eating.
Everyone realizes that with the destruction of Hungry Wolf Village, they are about to face a more serious problem——
