Chapter 7: As a righteous bandit, we should face life and death calmly
It rained again in the morning, and the ground was muddy.
The wind was a bit strong, and the garlic heads and pepper skewers hanging on the wall were swaying.
Xin Zhuo opened the door, her long black hair was tied up in loose knots, and her linen sleeves were rolled up. She glanced at the dull sky, then stepped on the muddy ground and walked towards the kitchen.
Hungry Wolf Village bandits have rarely attacked in the past few days, but it is just like the calm before the storm. Is the other party waiting for a four-day appointment? Those two leaders might be killed at any time?
The bag of food stolen from Shuiyue An was not much, but after Cui Ying'er, the second head of the family, distributed it reasonably, such as eating only one meal a day, it actually lasted for five full days.
Yes, it has been five days, and the four-day period given by the bandits in Hungry Wolf Village has passed.
Huang Dagui and others felt that maybe Chai Donghu and the other two had an accident outside, and they might not be beheaded immediately if they were caught.
This speculation made them feel a little relaxed, and after practicing the secrets of the exercises, they even developed a mysterious confidence. Even if they come back, we can still give it a try!
It’s just that Xin Zhuo feels that it’s quite annoying. The progress of these bandit subordinates is really limited. They are so-called poor in culture and rich in martial arts. They don’t know the taste of meat for half a year, and there is no medication to help them. They all rely on their bodies to survive.
At least the abilities that Wangyuejing can seize are of little value and not worth operating at all. His realm is ranked eighth level, and the joy of leveling up in one day is gone.
"Squeak——"
Pushing open the simple door panel of the kitchen with the mottled and peeling "福" character "福" on it, a strong smell of garlic came from inside.
Someone with a big appetite was very hungry and came over to steal some garlic.
It was not yet time to eat, and Xin Zhuo was also very hungry, but what was even more unbearable was his thirst. The other five thieves were already studying the matter of the well psychic running away in panic. I thought about it for several days, but finally found no solution, so I had to run to a mountain spring five miles away to get water to eat. It was very troublesome to go back and forth.
He looked at the position of the water tank and couldn't help but be stunned. The water tank was blocked by a graceful wheat-colored healthy body.
Without any clothes.
Cui Yinger is taking a bath.
Wet long hair, slender legs, and water droplets on the waistcoat line and lower abdomen, arms protecting the body, and a pair of seductive fox eyes looking coldly.
Like a beautiful ink painting.
"I'm here to drink water."
Xin Zhuo looked at the water tank behind her and felt that it was probably not appropriate to continue drinking water. She quickly turned around, walked out of the kitchen, and closed the door thoughtfully.
Qu.
Big.
Round.
He silently made three pertinent comments.
“Are you fascinated by those impure nuns and think everyone is like them?”
A splash of water and a cold question came from the room.
“Where do you start talking about this?” Xin Zhuo stopped and was very curious. What does drinking water have to do with nuns?
“I have to take a bath in the kitchen at three quarters of noon on the first and fifteenth day of every month. Everyone in the village knows.”
"Oh..."
Xin Zhuo glanced at the sky. It was indeed around noon. No wonder no one else showed up except Han Qiniang, who was picking up the soles of her shoes on the opposite side with a teasing look on her face. But she had never paid attention to these things. :
“If you don’t stay in your room and go to the kitchen to wash it, won’t it smell like garlic? Also, is there anything special about choosing this time?”
“I am with you. Do you want to practice time and pay attention to these weird things? "
Cui Ying'er started to get dressed. To be honest, she originally looked down on Xin Zhuo because he was stubborn and timid, but the other person's behavior a few days ago The change made her look at him in a new light and comfort her heart. But now that I knew it, I felt a little annoyed even though I didn't care.
What a helpless little boss!
"Actually, you don't have to think about it at all. I respect you just like... I respect aunt."
Xin Zhuo said something against his will, and walked away, feeling that the window You can also drink rainwater from tin cans.
"Auntie..."
This sentence destroyed some kind of beauty in Cui Ying'er's heart, and the clothes she wore slipped off again.
Does he dislike my mother? I am only twenty-two years old, although outsiders have indeed given birth to many children at this age.
I picked up the knife next to me, paused, threw it aside, replaced it with a gourd spoon, scooped up a spoonful of water, handed it out from the window, and said in a soft tone: "Forget it! Drink it."
No one answered outside.
Uh~
Are you angry?
Cui Ying'er was silent, and then sneered: "You are so good after getting an advantage."
Xin Zhuo stepped on the mud and walked to his room. Han Qiniang, who was diagonally opposite the door, held the soles of her shoes, lowered her head and giggled, holding back , his face turned red.
“Did you do it on purpose?” Xin Zhuo stopped again.
Han Qiniang coughed twice, raised her head, her peach blossom eyes were watery, and she pouted in an odd way: "Yes, does it look good? Is it round, big, and curved?"
Oh? This... the order is reversed...
Pooh! Female thief!
Xin Zhuo cursed secretly and pushed open the door.
Xiao Huang pounced on him immediately. Xin Zhuo loved this little guy who was 100% loyal. He picked up his two ears and threw them on the table. Then he picked up the two pieces on the table. This book is "The Strange Scholar in the Ancient Temple" and "Zhang Buyehou".
These are the only two books "I" have in my collection, the colored ones, which I couldn't find in my previous life. The length of the article is not large, but the dirty work is beautiful, strange, and very difficult. My colleagues in my previous life would shout "666" when they saw her.
It seems that "I" was not a serious scholar before.
In the past few days, with a critical eye, I stayed up three nights reading it, my eyes were red, and then it was boring, as holy as a Buddha.
I couldn’t help but think of the scene just now when I was the second boss.
It’s actually quite exciting.
No, you can’t do it again.
Practice calligraphy.
As soon as the word "gold" was written here, a rush of footsteps and a hoarse roar suddenly came from outside: "No! The entire Hungry Wolf Village has launched a massive attack!"
Yes Han Jiulang's voice sounded. In addition to the boss, everyone in the village took turns patrolling. It seemed like it was his turn today.
"Bang..."
The doors all around opened.
Cui Ying'er's voice yelled: "What does everyone mean? Speak more carefully."
"Chai Donghu, the head of Hungry Wolf Village, and Soaring Pao, the second head of the village, came back from the field. They led the three men of the village More than a dozen people were preparing to attack from the bottom of the peak. "
What was coming was finally coming, but Han Jiulang still couldn't help but his voice trembled.
The courtyard was quiet for a while.
"You damn yo-yo, who is afraid of whom? My tiger-shaped knife is not a vegetarian!" The third master roared angrily, and the simple knife leaned on the ground, making a "bang bang" sound.
Then there was another silence, followed by the sound of weapons being unsheathed and breastplates being fitted.
The leader of Hungry Wolf Village is finally here!
Xin Zhuo stood behind the door, frowning. It felt a little bad to have someone knock on the door at any time for no reason.
After thinking for a moment, he opened the door.
In the yard, the five bandits were ready to fight. His appearance did not attract attention. In this fierce situation, the master "Zi Yue" had no use except cheering.
"Excuse me..." Xin Zhuo thought about it for a moment, "What are the specific realms of those two people? What rank?"
When bandit groups fight each other, it is higher combat power that determines the victory or defeat. Xin Zhuo is convinced of this. .
The five bandits glanced at him and continued to prepare.
"I'm talking." Xin Zhuo reminded himself of his existence.
"Chai Donghu is the eighth grade, Soaring Cannon is the ninth grade, and the rest are just minions, not as good as us." Han Jiulang, who is still the youngest, gives a certain amount of respect to the master.
The highest level eight?
I am at the sub-8th level. The sub-8th level is a little stronger than the 9th level. If I haven’t reached the 8th level yet, I think I can’t beat him.
Cui Ying'er and Han Qiniang, who are the highest among the five bandit subordinates of mine, have not yet reached the ninth level, so they must not be opponents.
Xin Zhuo was unsure, so he simply came up with a prudent idea: "I think escaping would be more cost-effective, such as going to Shuiyue Temple."
Although the road down the mountain was blocked, but You can take a detour to Shuiyue Nunnery on the deserted road behind. The nuns can eat fast and chant Buddha's name without killing anyone.
"Clang!"
The weapons in the hands of Huang Dagui, the third master, and Bai Jianxian, the fourth master, fell to the ground.
The five bandits looked at each other with disbelief, surprise and contempt in their eyes.
"Cost-effectiveness" they don't understand. It may be a scholar's jargon, but the word "escape" is so harsh.
"What's wrong? You can't beat him. Why do you want to be quick and lose your life in vain? Just be patient, or you'll come back again in the worst case." Xin Zhuo looked serious.
"What a coward! He also said that you should have a bloody nature. You have a yo-yo bloody nature. I look down on you!" Huang Dagui was furious.
Bai Jianxi also raised his orchid fingers and shouted angrily: "Do you think everyone is like you, and they are not clear with nuns? No one understands nuns better than me, you are so stupid!"
Cui Ying'er was calmer, but her voice was very cold: "When we fall off the grass and become bandits, we put life and death aside, and when we fall down the flag to follow the path of heaven, we The Tao is righteous, why should we be afraid of death and run for our lives?
The village is my family, this is what the boss says; we protect the village together, this is your boss, why are you so timid when things get tough? Bo Yuntian's bandits should face life and death calmly!"
"Well..."
I admit, there is some truth to that.
But this... is completely inconsistent with the image of a mountain bandit who is greedy for life and afraid of death. This righteous and righteous speech instantly made Xin Zhuo feel that his status was small.
But I don’t know what the hell is going on with the nun?
The five bandits began to rush down the peak.
Cui Ying'er ran a few steps, then turned around and sincerely advised: "Master, you can escape on your own. You are different from us. You are a scholar and you are still young. Change your name. Maybe there is still a way to survive, go and make a living! If we stand in your way, it will be worthy of the old master’s kindness!”
(End of this chapter)