The fighting was vigorous in the small square at the top of Qian Cuifeng, with characters from all walks of life taking turns to appear. Even the leader of the bandits was damaged on the spot. No one dared to show up to take a look at the bandits huddled in the dark.
Even if there is total silence now, no one dares to fish in troubled waters.
The ants still live an ignoble existence and only have one life, so the bandits take good care of them.
After about half a cup of tea, Chang Siguo heard the sound of small footsteps stepping on debris.
He opened his eyes and saw the little dirty baby hunched over, hugging her slim body tightly, trembling and touching him.
Seeing that Chang Siguo was still alive, Wu Mo stopped and asked softly, "Brother Hei, how are you?"
Chang Siguo regained some breath and turned it into true energy that circulated throughout his body. With a push of his toes, he jumped up and stood upright. He smiled and said, "It's not a problem."
He stepped forward, swept three feet away, and first picked up the carved bronze bow that fell on the ground.
For him, this is the weapon that gives him the most sense of security at the moment.
The bronze bow was heavy to hand. After trying the bow string for a while, I found that it was a seven-stone bow. It could be used interchangeably with his black wood bow in the future.
With the bow and arrow in hand, he has nothing to fear even if the woman goes and comes back.
After walking around for a while, he picked up the master's sword, the long sword left by Man Ying, and the short-handled giant ax of Barbarian Tiger. He tied it up with ropes casually, carried it around to the ruins of the north wall, picked up his black wooden bow, and then picked it up again. Some ordinary arrows and bronze arrows discarded on the top of the mountain were added to his arrow pot.
He peeled off an old short coat stained with a little blood from the corpse of a bandit whose neck was broken. He walked to Wu Mo, who had his arms folded, his lips turning purple from the cold and his whole body shivering. He threw away the short coat. He said, "Just wear what you have now, and then buy a new cotton robe when you get to the city."
The little guy quickly caught the old coat and put it on, wrapping it from top to bottom to his calf, and felt warm all of a sudden.
Wiping the clear snot from the cold with his sleeve, he raised his head and smiled and said, "That's good, it doesn't cost any money." He picked up a foot-long sheathed dagger thrown on the ground and said, "Brother Hei, let me put it away for you." Pick up the loot, you can rest."
My bare feet were wearing straw sandals, and my short legs ran very fast.
He turned over a bloody bandit's corpse and rummaged through his pockets, arms and sleeves, showing a sense of intelligence that was befitting his age. He was afraid that Brother Hei would not take him away, and tried his best to show that he was not afraid of the dead.
Chang Siguo touched his face, but he didn't even tell the little guy his name.
Why do you call him Brother Black? Is he that dark?
He stretched out his hand to stop him, thought for a moment, and said, "Don't run too far, just pick up this area, just gold and silver, forget about the rest, it's too much trouble. In addition, remember to touch up before picking up corpses, be careful of bandits." Counterattack by pretending to die."
He had already checked the area around the small square on the top of the mountain, and all those lying on the ground were genuine corpses.
Except for the savage tiger that trapped the corpse and lifted it up, I don’t know if it was real death or fake death.
Wu Mo was a little dazed and muttered in a low voice, "I still need to finish the attack." Then he quickly agreed, "Okay."
He took out a coarse cloth money bag, opened it with gleaming eyes, took a look at it, and then ran to the next corpse. He was obviously hesitant, tilted his head, pulled out a short knife and carefully pricked the palm of the corpse, but nothing happened. The skin was broken, and the knife quickly retracted. Seeing that the corpse on the ground was motionless, he felt relieved to look for the loot.
Chang Siguo grinned silently. If the little guy was at this age, he would ignore life and death.
Then he will take the little guy to Fucheng and leave a thousand taels of silver to get things done. He will never take the little guy to Sihuang City. So what if he breaks his promise?
He can ignore life and death, but he cannot tolerate a four-foot-old child wiping out humanity early.
Putting a pile of trophies on the ground, the bowstring of the black wooden bow was blown up by the hidden weapon of the barbarian tiger. He had to return to the city to repair it. He took a bronze arrow he picked up and slowly opened the bronze bow. Before the little dirty boy raised his head, Under Xie's gaze, he shot at the barbaric tiger still standing in the pit.
The bronze arrow shot from the left eye of the barbarian tiger, nailing the barbarian tiger to the wall of the pit and submerging most of it.
He is indeed dead, not cheating.
Chang Siguo waved his hand to Wu Mo, signaling the little guy to collect the loot quickly.
He walked to the edge of the pit and observed carefully for a moment. The black venom was completely absorbed by the ground and there was no puddle. Then he jumped into the bottom of the pit and used a short blade to pick up the corpse for a while. He only found a bottle of Yiyuan Dan, and even Not even a single jade coin.
This pauper is afraid that all his savings will be used to buy weapons.
He changed his weapons three times in a short period of time, but they were still far thicker than those of ordinary body refiners, and no one could stand it.
He tore off the hem of his black robe, wrapped it with a silver waistband and pulled it off. He looked at it for a moment, wiped the waistband clean with a piece of cloth, and put it away with confidence. This was the most valuable thing on Barbarian Tiger's body.
Jump out of the pit, dig out the earth and rocks with a knife, and bury the tiger hastily in the pit.
He didn't have to cut off the head of the barbarian tiger and bring it all the way back to Sihuang City in exchange for money. Even if he was an enemy, this guy was a tough guy worthy of admiration.
After your death, your resentment disappears and you can rest in peace.
Perhaps, after some time, the woman who escaped will return here to look for the body of the wild tiger.
"Wu Mo, are you okay?"
"Okay, here it comes."
The little guy put more than ten money bags of different styles and colors in a large basket he picked up, and brought them to Chang Siguo like a treasure offering, asking Chang Siguo to count them.
Chang thought that he had all the belongings of the Geng family in his pocket, so how could he be interested in such a small amount of money.
But he couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of the little guy. He picked up the wallet in the backpack, poured it out one by one, and put it into a money bag that didn't look so dirty. There were only more than ten taels of broken silver, and the surface of the silver was covered with a Overlapping marks from teeth bites.
There were more than two hundred coppers. Chang Si thought of wrapping the heavy coppers with a string and casually giving them to the little guy. As a reward for Wu Mo, he accepted the broken silver that was of little use to him.
The little guy happily filled an empty money bag with coins, pinching it from time to time to hear the sound.
"Let's go, we'll just spend the night there tonight, and we'll start our journey again tomorrow morning."
Chang Siguo pointed to an intact house in the northwest corner.
Behind the half-collapsed Jieyi Hall on the east side, there was a intact building. He heard a woman sobbing faintly, guessing that it was the female family member that the bandit leader had robbed, but he didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs.
There are so many poor people in this world, can he take care of them?
When he arrives, he will say hello to the nearest government office, and a special yamen will handle the arrangements. He has military affairs to attend to.
The remaining bandits hiding on the top of the mountain ignored him as long as they didn't provoke him.
He was not going to look for Wu Jun and others immediately tonight. No matter what the outcome was, it was already too late. Moreover, the aura in his body was severely damaged and he needed to adjust his breath to recover. He also had to guard against the sneak attack of the injured woman, so it was better to be still than to move.
Burn a bonfire, meditate in an empty house for a night, and refine elixirs to restore more than 30% of your breath.
Early the next morning, Wu Mo and Wu Mo shared some dry food and bacon.
Chang thought about using the dried rattan and bamboo pieces he found to bundle the ax and unsheathed sword tightly.
Two long knives are hung on the left waist, and an arrow pot is hung on the right waist. A black wooden bow with broken strings is inserted in the bow pouch. The bronze bow is held in the left hand, and a large bundle of seized items is carried in the right hand. He carries a huge basket on his back. Crouching in the basket on his back, he covered himself with a big old leather jacket to keep out the wind and cold.
Walking down the mountain along the mountain road, when the mountain road collapsed, I found several thick hemp ropes tied to the stone pillars, which were tied to the stone pillars a few feet below. It seemed that a bandit fell down the mountain in the dark and escaped with his life last night.
Chang Siguo leaped forward and jumped down. Wu Mo in the basket behind him let out a scream due to the weightlessness, and then immediately shut up obediently.
When I got to the foot of the mountain, I glanced at the messy foot of the mountain where corpses were strewn with corpses. I saw two corpses in robes, lying on their backs. They had obviously been searched. The magic sword was also missing. I shook my head and didn't stop anymore. I climbed the mountain and headed south. go.
He thought that if Wu Jun and Xiong Molin were killed by the woman, the goods would be robbed.
The seizures he had in hand, especially Barbarian Tiger's waist card, should be able to offset the penalty for failing his personal mission.
According to his guess, he had lured away the most powerful barbaric tiger. Even if the two people were useless again, their lives should be saved. Even if the goods were lost, three people would share the responsibility. The loot in his hand seemed to have more than enough to cover the debt. ,,
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