There were at least four groups fighting.
The old man was so happy that he was dancing with joy. The old man liked this kind of excitement.
If I had known, I would have brought Tian Bao along with me so that she could have a look at the excitement.
The woods planted at the entrance of the village have been growing for three years, and the miasma can scare people.
The white mist dispersed mistyly on the edge. The fighters knew the danger, so they fought outwards and did not dare to approach inward.
Du Bugui stood on the top of a tree with his hands on his hips, and looked quite independent when he didn't speak.
"Three boys, do you recognize it? The one in the middle who was surrounded and beaten, and the one dressed best is Cui Gou's slave!"
"The ones wearing gray clothes and covering their faces are from Pier 12. Oh my god, this dog-eat-dog scene is really interesting!"
"And that wave of people wearing black clothes, coming out of Wangque Tower! It must be! Why is that dog bi joining in the fun? It's weird."
Under the tree where the old man was standing, Su An, Su Wen, and Su Wu squatted on a branch respectively. "Grandpa Du, there is another wave of people also wearing black clothes. How can you tell which wave of people in black are from Wangque Tower?"
"Tsk, that grandson of Bai Xiaofeng doesn't want to see ugly things, and the people below should also wear good materials. The clothes that are well-dressed must be from his family!"
Su Wu slapped his thigh, "I see, no wonder Bai Xiaofeng always dislikes Grandpa Du! Doge coins!"
Poison does not invade. The triangular eyes are lowered, and the eyes and nose are watching Su Wu.
Su An Su Wen kicked Su Wu down, he was brainless!
Four groups of people were beaten alive and dead outside, and none of them were weak in skill, invulnerable to poison, and did not suppress their voices at all. Everything he said fell into the ears of everyone.
At this time, I can only pretend not to hear.
Kill the target first and then bring it back to life.
The fight ended with a splash of water.
Each of the three groups suffered losses. After burying Cui Yingwei's men in water, they dispersed and quickly disappeared.
"Grandpa Po, are they gone?" The three boys sat on the branch of the tree, their voices a little low.
It's quite fun to watch the fight.
But seeing the last bloody scene with my own eyes still shocked my heart.
This is the law of survival in the Exiled Lands.
And they have to get used to it sooner or later.
Du Buguo jumped down from the treetop and said, "If we leave, it doesn't mean we are all gone. The few forces outside the village should still have people keeping an eye on them. They are not here for our disciple Beicun, so don't pay attention to them."
The three boys followed and landed, "Grandpa Du, why are they all fighting? Aren't Pier 12 and Cui Gou the same group?"
"What else can we do? There's internal strife. This is just right, it's good for us. It also lets Cui know that the place of exile is not easy to live in. After suffering this loss, he won't send anyone here again for the time being."
In addition to Pier 12, there were two other groups of men in black. One group was from Wangque Tower, and the other group, needless to say, was definitely from Bai Mansion.
The Bai family boy stays in Tubei Village for most of the year, so Bai Kui will naturally try his best to protect his heart and soul.
But Bai Xiaofeng's grandson made the old man confused. Why did he come to join in the fun? baffling.
The villagers who were watching the excitement guessed the outcome from the commotion and dispersed.
The old couple of the Su family and Su Da and Su Er were still standing on the edge of the paddy field, looking worriedly towards this side.
Seeing grandma and dad, Su An, Su Wen and Su Wu walked over with a smile on their face, "Grandpa, grandma, dad!"
Su Da and Su Er each stretched out their hands and patted the head of the half-grown boy with their big palms. Without saying anything more, they smiled and said, "Let's go home!"
The words "go home" made the boredom in the hearts of the teenagers dissipate, "Let's go home!"
The old couple of the Su family were a little slow and soon fell behind. Looking at the backs of their children, the old woman Su sighed quietly.
Old man Su smiled at her and said, "Children will grow up eventually."
The old woman said to him, "What did the old woman say? You have to grow up, who can remain a child?"
"Have you picked enough mugwort leaves?"
"That's enough. I can make a lot of youth balls. I'll send some to Mr. Huo's house. Mrs. Huo has difficulty moving now, so let's make her family's share together. Mr. Du doesn't like sweet things, so let's get him some salty ones. mouth."
"Okay, you make up your mind."
Du Buguo walked slowly behind the old couple with his hands behind his back, listening to them talk about the shortcomings of their parents and humming a little tune.
Spring is wonderful.
The sun is warm.
…
This matter is over, life in Tubei Village continues as usual.
The commotion outside seemed to be completely isolated by a forest of miasma.
The villagers are either busy in the vegetable garden or in the fields every day. In their spare time, they weave reed poles.
Here, time becomes slow and leisurely.
The sound of reading aloud can be heard in the Huo family courtyard every day.
Other children in the village always like to hang out in front of Huo's house at this time, listening to the sound of reading, with envy in their eyes.
Old man Su saw this scene when he was free, and on a whim he would teach these dolls to recognize a few words and enjoy himself.
Every time at this time, Mrs. Su would always make a show off and carry the stool to the old man.
When I heard the news about Pier 12 again, the rice seedlings in the fields at the entrance of the village were already in full bloom.
As the only person in the village who travels between the inner and outer cities every day, Bai Yu brings all the news from outside.
On this day, the young master stayed at Xiao Su's house again, laughing and gloating, "Big Beard and Cui Gou cooperated on the surface, but secretly they had their own plans, and many of the people brought by Cui were lost to him. But he didn’t get any favors either. I heard that several docks were cut off from the routes in his hands. Hahahaha, this doesn’t mean cooperation, this is clearly just sitting together and killing each other!”
Wei Li listened quietly and said nothing.
Xiao Su's family was lucky, "They started fighting, and they didn't even care about our disciple Beicun."
"But I heard from my dad that Cui didn't have any good intentions when he came here."
"What's he doing here?"
Bai Yu glanced at Wei Li without leaving any trace, "Raise troops."
Wei Li suddenly stopped eating and his pupils shrank.
Except for generals, courtiers are not allowed to have private soldiers in their hands.
Cui Yingwei wanted to raise troops in the exile, so he had the intention of rebellion!
No wonder he came here in person.
The imperial court had always been unable to do anything about the penal colony. It had given up its administration many years ago. Choosing to raise troops in this place would indeed be a better way to hide it from the emperor's eyes and ears.
Du Buguo didn't react at all to this. Tianbao was just like him, the old one and the young one were focused on cooking.
Whether they raise troops or not is none of their business.
Everyone fell asleep that night.
A small figure walked out of the courtyard and gently opened the Huo family's yard.
The man's figure walked out of the main room and looked at the little figure standing in the yard without saying a word.
"Master, I want to join the army."
"Why?"
"That's the only place where I can hold military power."
"You are only ten years old. If you join the army at this age and start from a low level, your future may not be as smooth as you want. Once a general succeeds, thousands of bones will be withered, and you may just become a withered bone under the general's feet."
"Gonna give it a try too."
Huo Ziheng said nothing.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight falls down like water, gentle and cool.
Wei Li lowered his eyes, and after a moment he took out a dry branch from under the eaves of the corridor. The branch was slanted, and the hand holding the branch was strong and steady.
Dapeng Fufeng.
The clouds are rising straight up.
…
Do not use Qianlong.
A proud dragon has regrets.
Every move was sharp and windy. Broken Sword danced all the moves that day without missing a single move.
It seems that it has the appearance of a hidden dragon rising into the abyss.
