When the stone hit the back of the bandit leader's head, it actually flew his strong body forward several feet, and fell face down into the snow. His exposed body was kicking weakly, but this was only his body. An instinctive reaction to pain. His neck had been broken because it could not withstand the huge force.
A burst of warm red gushed out from the wound on the back of his head, slowly soaking the surrounding snow into dark red.
This finger-picking technique was inspired by Song Xin's moves in previous martial arts novels. Use your fingers to pop stones at high speed and use your strength to kill enemies. It is naturally useless against those who practice, but for mortals without cultivation, it can cause fatal damage. The most important thing is to be able to avoid divine punishment without using spiritual power. Now his tempered body is only at the second level of the alchemist, and the stones he pops out are as powerful as a crossbow. When the body tempering realm reaches a higher level in the future, the power of this stone will also become stronger.
Song Xin was surprised at the lethality of the popping stones, but then the changes in the space recorded by the jade seal made him stunned for a while.
"Luck twenty-one?"
In the jade seal space, Song Xin's luck number also increased with the death of the bandit. "Can killing robbers increase your luck?" He was still worried about whether he would continue to lose his luck by killing a mortal like this.
After noticing this change, Song Xin sneered. When he looked at these bandits again, his eyes were like looking at a push of experience packs.
The crowd, both robbers and civilians, were horrified by the inexplicable death of the robber leader. The robbers were even more frightened. They turned around in panic, but their eyes were full of darkness and no one could be seen at all.
"Bang!" There was another crisp sound, and a stone flew up in the air, grazing a robber's head and flying over, directly knocking off a piece of the robber's skull. The fragments of the stone and something like white tofu splashed around. on people's bodies and faces. The robber's eyes widened, his body trembled and he fell down with a thud, killing him instantly.
"Luck twenty-two." Song Xin was overjoyed again.
"Snapped!"
"Luck twenty-three...."
.....
After each crisp sound, a robber was killed, and Song Xin's luck also increased.
"There's... there's a ghost, run away!" The bandit leader was killed, and these people turned into a mob, their morale collapsed instantly, and they shouted to flee.
But how could Song Xin let them get their wish? These people were all mobile luck bags. It would be a shame to let them get away.
Stones were shot from the darkness, and each stone could take away a person's life. Song Xin was originally angry because of Lu Ying's escape, so he just took it out on them.
Not only the robbers, but also the common people thought they had encountered ghosts. They were so frightened that they did not dare to move their legs. They lay on the ground covering their heads and shivering.
Song Xin's luck also began to increase with the deaths of the bandits, and finally stopped at thirty-seven and stopped increasing.
In the span of a cup of tea, most of these bandits were beaten to death by stones, and the remaining ones had their hands and feet broken. They were as dying as dogs with broken backs, rolling in the snow and wailing.
The sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground came from the darkness, and the black horse carried Song Xin to the crowd.
Song Xin's eyes were cold as he glanced at the still alive robbers on the ground. When they saw Song Xin, they almost forgot about the pain and shrank back. They thought it was a ghost, and he was such a cruel ghost.
"Spare...spare my life..."
"Trying to steal someone's wife and daughter, and still want to live." When Song Xin saw these people, he seemed to see Song Chou.
But Song Xin didn't do anything. It was freezing cold, and dogs like them with broken legs would definitely not survive the night. And a group of wolf shadows following far behind the crowd will help clean up the garbage in this world.
Song Xin said to the people who were trembling with fear: "Take their horses and leave quickly."
These people thought they heard wrongly, and this ghost-like person actually let them go?
They looked at each other, and finally the young man who had been bullied by the robbers boldly walked up and asked: "Brother...are you a human or a ghost?"
Song Xin was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Of course I am a human being..."
Only then did everyone relax, and the women and children who were originally crying nervously also stopped crying instantly, and burst into laughter. He quickly followed Song Xin's instructions and took away the remaining horses and belongings of the robber.
The still-dead robbers were thrown into the snow like dead dogs. A moment later, bursts of howling wolves came from behind the crowd. Soon after, Song Xin found that his luck had increased again, and finally stopped at forty.
At this time, the young man stepped forward and thanked him: "Thank you for saving me, little brother. My name is Lu Ping. I wonder what I call you?"
"My surname is Song. Judging from your accent, are you a native of Jingzhou?"
Lu Ping said: "Yes, we are all from Xiangyang County."
Song Xin saw that this man had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth, and his skin was rough. He looked like a farmer working in the fields.
"Now that the war is full of deserters, our village has also been plundered, so we have to go south to make a living." His tone was a little helpless.
Song Xin had also seen it along the way. This battle in Chibi, which was talked about by future generations, was like being in hell for the people at this time.
Song Xin continued to ask: "Are you going to cross the river? Then why don't you take the official road but this small road?"
Lu Ping said: "Brother, you don't know something. If we encounter officers and soldiers, we will all be arrested and used as slaves. You see, there are old and young. If we are really arrested, I am afraid that none of them will survive. ...But when I walked this small road, I met a robber again..."
Song Xin didn't want to talk to them anymore. He smiled lightly and said, "Oh, in that case, you should leave quickly and don't stop here."
But Lu Ping seemed to be hesitant, and finally made up his mind and said: "We just discussed it. We are all unarmed people, so we just want to ask my brother to escort us for a while, but don't worry, brother, we will pay. of."
"Guard...?" Song Xin did not expect that Lu Ping would ask him to be his guard.
But looking at these people, they all have a look of hunger on their faces. Especially the poor women and children, all looked at him expectantly. His heart softened, and he finally nodded and agreed.
He sighed and said, "I happen to have some personal matters near Mianshui, so I'll walk with you for a while."
Seeing that Song Xin agreed to accompany him, many people in the crowd looked happy. Lu Ping also found a wooden cart, carefully laid out a few sheepskins, and gave it to Song Xin.
He followed the car and asked, "Brother, are you also going to cross the river?"
Song Xin shook his head and said, "I have other things to do."
Seeing that Song Xin didn't want to say more, Lu Ping said, "My wife and children are in the car over there." Lu Ping pointed to the car not far away. There was a woman dressed as a peasant woman and two other people who looked very different. Year-old twin little girls.
The two children looked extremely cute. Their black hair was simply tied up and hanging casually behind their backs. Their pink faces had big, smart eyes, looking at Song Xin curiously.
If they hadn't taken action themselves, they didn't know what kind of humiliation the two girls would have suffered. If they were really captured by the robbers, they might not have survived for more than three days.
"It turns out that the eldest brother already has a family." Song Xin turned back, looked at Lu Ping and said with a smile.
Lu Ping chuckled and said, "I think this little brother is a few years younger than me. Does he have a family?"
"Only my mother and my sister."
"Oh, it turns out that I'm not married yet, but for someone as handsome and capable as I am, there must be many girls who care about him, right?" Lu Ping's joking flattery was not annoying, but rather... Make people feel better.
"By the way, my little brother's surname is Song, and his skills are so good. I heard that there was a young hero recently, who is about the same age as my little brother. His surname is also Song. What is his name..." He seemed to be unable to think of it. Get up and ask the person next to you.
"My name is Song Xin. He saved General Niu Jin in the Jiangling Battle. This incident has now spread throughout Jiangbei." Someone answered at this time.
"Yes, yes, my name is Song Xin. Hey, I see you are handsome, little brother. Are you the Song Xin in the rumors?"
These words made the people nearby couldn't help but turn their heads and look at him curiously.
Lu Ping said: "Brother, are you really Song Xin?"
Song Xin smiled and shook his head, "I've heard of him and would also like to meet him."
Everyone saw him shaking his head, with disappointed looks on their faces, and said, "My brother is very good at dealing with robbers. We all thought you were that Song Xin." When they heard that it was not Song Xin, they dispersed with disappointed expressions.
"Oh, there are fans here..." Song Xin was speechless for a while, but he didn't want to reveal his identity. After what happened to Lu Ying, I now feel wary when facing strangers.
Although Lu Ping was disappointed, he was very respectful to Song Xin. Seeing that Song Xin's cart was crude, he even gave him his mother-in-law's comfortable and spacious cart.
"Brother, that's not necessary. Let them take the car..." Song Xin wanted to refuse, but Lu Ping refused. When he forced his wife and two children away, Song Xin stopped him.
Lu Ping's two daughters were very cute and only a few years younger than Song Xin. They quickly became familiar with Song Xin and lost their previous restraint. The two girls were both naughty and lively. They lay on Song Xin's back and played with each other, tugging at his bun from time to time.
"Hey, why are you so naughty? Sit down quickly!" Lu Ping scolded, but his tone was cautious, for fear of being too harsh and upsetting the two children.
"It doesn't matter." Song Xin didn't care, he was just a child anyway. He raised his hand and touched the hair of a child. He was quite surprised that the two children were usually well nourished, otherwise they would not be so dark and thick. He guessed that Lu Ping doted on his two daughters.
"Is the eldest brother's ancestor also a native of Jingzhou?"
"Yes, we have been in Xiangyang County for several generations. If it weren't for the war, we wouldn't have to move around..."
Song Xin nodded and continued to ask: "Then what's your profession?"
Lu Ping scratched his head and said with a smile: "We are all farmers working in the fields, but my family still has a few acres of small yields, but we lost them all due to deserters and robbery..."
"Farmer?" Song Xin was a little surprised and looked at the two girls again. Looking at the other children in the crowd, most of them have yellow faces, thin muscles, and withered hair.
"Brother, is there any water?"
"Oh, yes." Lu Ping walked to the cart next to the baggage truck, took out an earthen pot, poured a bowl of water and handed it to Song Xin.
"Thank you, brother." Song Xin nodded, and while taking the bowl, he casually glanced at the back of Lu Ping's hand.
Lu Ping's hands were well maintained and looked fair and tender.
