As a well-known bandit within a thousand miles, Huang Wenbiao has been having a hard time lately.
His bandit camp was originally the largest place in the world with the largest number of people and the most nourishing life.
There is no way to compare with the dignitaries in the city, but there are literally hundreds of brothers who eat with him.
According to him, his face is worth some money!
He has always had a dream, which is to bring all the bandit villages within a thousand miles under his command.
How do you say something?
Three hundred and sixty lines, and he will be the number one scholar.
Even though some of the things we do are not very public, I am still an ambitious person!
He did not lament the injustice of the world and the dark corruption of the court.
Just like he never thought about whether the burning, killing, looting and other things done by people like him were harmful to Tianhe.
He couldn't explain much truth, and he didn't know many words, but these years of hard work made him understand one thing. If you want to survive in this world, your heart must be darker than others, and your methods must be darker than others. Others are more cruel.
No, a few days ago he was ready to take over another bandit village. The person who heads that bandit village is not bad, but it's a pity that he doesn't like it. He talks about Zou Zou all day long. Is there anyone who is a bandit? Looking good?
Even his favored brother was bribed by Huang Wenbiao and was ready to betray him at the critical moment, which proved that Huang Wenbiao's ideas were always sound.
Having money can make the devil push the mill, the grindstone push the ghost, and even make the grindstone push you.
All brotherhood is fake, it’s just that the money is not enough!
The internal agents were also found, and the attack plan was arranged. Just when Huang Wenbiao was preparing to celebrate that the number of people in his bandit camp was about to exceed 200, an uninvited guest came to the bandit camp.
An old man.
He looks to be seventy years old.
What? City God? I am still the Jade Emperor!
Huang Wenbiao was going to let his brothers chop up the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him and feed it to the dogs.
Half an hour later, Huang Wenbiao was sitting at the top of the main hall, with his feet on the tiger skin carpet and his body shaking uncontrollably.
There were a lot of things in the hall, and all the brothers who could move in the village were lying on the ground and wailing.
He fell to his knees with a plop, rolled and crawled to the old man, and kowtowed. Then he started looking for the damn teapot.
Not only his village, but all the bandits seemed to start looking for that inconspicuous gadget overnight.
Later he found out that on that day, all the bandit villages within a thousand miles were visited by this old man.
Traveling around several places overnight?
What if ordinary people are not allowed to leave for half a month?
Huang Wenbiao began to believe what the other party said. It was hard to say whether the old man was a city god or not, but he was definitely not a human being!
He had heard many stories about strange gods and ghosts, but when they actually appeared in front of him, Huang Wenbiao still felt a little weird.
What else could he do?
If it's hard to find it locally, then go to other places. I even went to Suzhou, but looking for it like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
You can't just go door to door and ask.
The time limit for the old man's order was getting closer and closer, and in the end he had no choice but to come to Yixing to try his luck.
He also figured it out, isn't it just a teapot? At worst, I will find someone to make one based on the portrait. Then I will say that I picked it up on the roadside. You can't say anything else, right?
As for finding this thing in Yixing, he had no hope at all.
Even if, as the old man said, a servant secretly took away the teapot and sold it, it would definitely not be sold to a place like this. Why? It can't be sold at a high price.
Huang Wenbiao didn't know that the servant was just running away in a hurry. When the dragon pot arrived in Yixing, it had already been transferred three times.
Then he saw Li San and the pot.
In order to conceal his identity so as not to alert others, he deliberately found a fellow businessman who looked a little silly, and it seemed that he was heading west, which was just right.
Trying to persuade the other party to rest for one night in Liyang is actually because he wants to live with those people so that they can attack him unnoticed in the middle of the night.
As long as he gets this pot, according to the old man's words, not only can he be guaranteed to be a leader within a thousand miles, but he will also be able to acquire gold and silver treasures!
At night, Zhang Dacai was drugged with incense, and the waiter sleeping downstairs also took medicine according to the prescription.
But when he got upstairs and took a look, why was this person missing?
He searched the house inside and out, but found nothing.
After restoring the room to its original state, I looked out the window under the moonlight and saw a figure still running in the distance. The speed was not slow!
Could it be that he was discovered?
Before he had time to think too much, he stepped out of the window and chased in that direction.
This is not only related to your future glory and wealth, but also your own net worth and life!
An ordinary person's vain attempt to pursue a land where the real body is a giant owl is called wishful thinking.
Liyang had no choice but to go back, so he had no choice but to go home after losing him.
Two days later, news came from the brothers below that the head of Wen Zou Zou, the village he had always wanted to annex, was dead.
When asked why, Huang Wenbiao, who had not had time to be happy, was like a ladle of cold water poured on his head.
It was said that the other party took a fake pot and sent it to Wuhu, but he didn't even see his family and died that night after returning.
Huang Wenbiao felt scared.
But the deadline is approaching, what should I do?
Huang Wenbiao finally got angry.
Let me tell you carefully, if you don’t search carefully, you won’t have to pay your bills. Don’t you know how to be grateful? You really think that I, Huang Wenbiao, am a good person! ?
Huang Wenbiao waved his hand, and all the brothers started going from house to house, arresting people!
In this realm, the power of the bandits is greater than that of the government. Those so-called ninth- and eighth-grade Sesame Officials dare not even fart when they see Huang Wenbiao.
And these common people seemed to have been tamed into obedient sheep, and they did not dare to rise up to resist.
Soon, all the young, old and women from several villages and towns within his jurisdiction were arrested and taken to the mountain without leaving their families.
Anyway, these are the last few days, and I can’t find that piece of shit. I’m going to die by then. Before I die, I need to get a few backers!
If it weren't for the sake of long-lasting water, how could I have allowed you to be here today?
Not to mention the distance, the bearded man a hundred miles away has already started killing people. Kill one person a day, and the person will be determined. Draw lots to see who is who!
However, Huang Wenbiao is getting more and more irritable. There is still no clue at all. If this continues, do he really have to sit back and wait for death?
He was lying on the bed, next to the beautiful body that haunted him every day. At this time, he was not even interested in taking a look at it.
"Your name is Huang Wenbiao?" A voice suddenly sounded in his heart, making him sit up suddenly in shock.
