Chapter 96 Killing Grandfather Xin Aotian’s Enemy
The Tiger Village is miserable.
Women, children and children were all "rescued" by the angry people of Ping'an County. Some bandits with weak force knelt down and begged for mercy, claiming to change their minds and come down the mountain to start a new life.
The poor property and supplies in the village were looted.
But they came for money, but they did not find one hundred thousand taels of silver or gold. The "righteous men" were so angry that they were blinded and chased Shangguan Fan Qing and his gang to slash.
Although there are many caves in Menghu Village, they cannot handle the large number of people. Two people can find them all in one cave.
"No more running! I'm tired!"
Deep in the cave, Shangguan Fan Qing, who had been coughing violently, and a group of others were sitting on the ground in a mess.
Strong uneasiness and decadence filled everyone's hearts.
Sun Wu nodded his head. There were still fifty or sixty people. He couldn't help but look in the direction of Shangguan Fan Qing in frustration: "What's next for the big boss?"
Shangguan Fan Qing didn't say anything, but he finally recovered, but Jiang Hezhu, who was sore all over and had no fighting power, said depressedly: "Where did Thief Xin Gou find so many people? Is this reasonable?"
Sun Big Donkey sighed: "They should be from Ping'an County. I think a few of them look familiar."
Everyone was silent for a while, which they did not expect at all.
We led three hundred people to kill us. We thought we had taken a huge advantage, but Xin Zhuo came back with ten thousand people to attack...
There is anything more ridiculous in the world than this. Something? What did we do wrong?
Jiang Hezhu had no choice but to grit his teeth and said: "It's not a fault of war or IQ. It's just that the names are wrong. Fulong Village, Menghu Village, Hungry Wolf Village, dragon, tiger, wolf, it's too obvious."
< br>Sun Wu is a little confused, can he still explain it this way?
“Destroy it, I’m tired!”
Shangguan Fan Qing leaned against Maid Haitang and coughed violently.
Everyone was silent again.
At this moment, a roar came from not far away: "Everyone, chase, they are nearby, the treasure is in their hands!"
It was like the voice of the one-eyed dragon in Fulong Village.
Shangguan Fan Qing suddenly pulled Maid Haitang and ran deep into the area without saying a word.
Sun Wu was startled: "Master, what are you doing? There's a cave coming out over there!"
Shangguan Fan Qing didn't look back: "I don't want to play anymore. If you admit that you can't beat that Xin Gou thief, you will lose your life if you continue to play. He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"
"Wait!"
Jiang Hezhu and a group of young men supported each other and chased after each other: "Let's go together, we won't play anymore, it's boring!"
Sun Wu: "..."
< br>Wang Hulu’s scalp exploded: “What should I do?”
Sun Wu looked up to the sky and roared: “Damn it, there is no good person!”
Sun Dalu, who had nowhere to go, showed a sinister look on his face, and said slowly: "These young masters are unreliable, and Fulongshan can't stay here anymore. Let's go to Duanyang Tower. The owner of Duanyang Tower, Tang Wuwu, is a great hero. Gao, there are fifty dead men under his sect, all of whom are in the seventh level. He also killed Xin Zhuo’s grandfather Xin Aotian. We have a grudge.
I happen to have a cousin who is the concubine of the hero Tang Wuwo’s son. Xin Zhuo can do it, why can’t we?”
“Okay!” >
......
The whole Fulong Village faced the sunset and returned home with a full load.
There were two big boxes of chicken, fish, meat and eggs, a basket of two hundred taels of silver, and even some antiques, jades, and small books.
This incident has opened a new door for everyone. It seems that it is not impossible to snatch resources like this in the future.
Murong Xiu even remembered Xiaobenben. He felt that the boss had taught him another vivid lesson, and he had taken another step towards becoming a qualified bandit.
......
It was another morning with the sky full of morning glow, but the snow had just hardened and the temperature was extremely low.
Xin Zhuo sighed with his hands and walked into the gate of Qiugong Pavilion with the gatekeeper's respectful salute.
I asked for leave yesterday, I wonder if I have anything to say.
However, the atmosphere in Qiugong Pavilion today is a bit unusual. There are many more people, and the students who are already elegant and polite are more restrained and observant of etiquette.
Then I saw a lot of weirdly dressed people, some looked indifferent and kept away from strangers, or they were chatting and having fun in small groups.
Judging from their temperament, they seemed to be of a high level. .
Then the Appreciation Conference of the Wordless Monument is about to begin?
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but restrain his loose temper and walked into Yikui's house. All the students were there. When they saw the master, they all saluted and said good morning, master.
Then everyone sat down.
Li Xiyue smiled and said: "Master won so beautifully yesterday!" Xin Zhuo said in surprise: "You all know?"
This is a strange thing. The bandits are just fighting, but this group of students did not do their business and came to take a peek?
He Liansheng suppressed a smile and said: "Master Li asked for leave yesterday. We were very curious. It was Master Li who asked us to come and observe your art of war in action!"
Bai Xuanji pursed her lips. , seemed to want to smile: "May I ask what kind of military strategy Master used yesterday? With weak strength, borrowing troops to kill people, effortlessly."
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, He said with a serious face: "It seems ordinary, but it is actually the tactics of concealing the truth, killing people with a borrowed knife and fanning the flames in "Thirty-six Stratagems".
Well, each person will write a thousand-word review. Feelings, you must explain deeply the impact of this incident on you, and what you have learned from it. Remember to hand it over to me in the afternoon. If you don’t hand in your homework, slap your palms a hundred times.”
"Uh..."
The smiles on the faces of Li Xiyue and Bai Xuanji gradually disappeared.
The group of students behind him even started to panic. Ever since I followed this master, I was exhausted from all the "homework".
So, a smile appeared on Xin Zhuo's face, and he was a qualified Chinese teacher.
“But we didn’t learn the Thirty-Six Strategies. Master didn’t teach us. This is unfair, unless you teach us first and then write down your experience.”
Yuan Yourong's playful little face showed a rare hint of seriousness.
She has good talent, but has never been exposed to the art of war. During this period of time, after Xin Zhuo's indoctrination, she suddenly became obsessed with it, so obsessed that she forgot to eat and sleep.
“Very good!” Xin Zhuo looked at Yuan Yourong, “You have a good talent, but your statement already has echoes of Play to Get in Thirty-Six Stratagems. Please add 500 words to your review.”
“…”
Yuan Yourong opened his mouth and sat down dryly, sulking alone.
Su Zefeng, who was eager to raise the issue, immediately fell silent.
Someone has already begun to anxiously spread out the pages and formulate words and sentences.
On the contrary, He Liansheng said: "Students must finish it. May I ask Master which chapter to teach today?"
Xin Zhuo thought for a while: "Isn't it the march chapter? There are many of you. If you want to be a general, the word "march" is extremely important. As the saying goes, before the army moves, food and fodder will go first..."
The students in the house immediately concentrated on it, listened attentively, and the thoughts they were about to write down were replaced by writing. Jinghou.
At this moment, seven or eight figures filed in without saying hello, and went straight to the observation seat at the back to sit down.
It was Shangguan Fan Qing, Jiang Hezhu and his group, with no concealment of the resentment on their faces.
Not waiting for Xin Zhuo to say anything, Bai Xuanji, the head of the studio, stood up and asked coldly: "May I ask all the guests, why do you break into the classroom so well? Do you really think that Qiugong Pavilion has no rules?"
While he was speaking, the person had already reached the vicinity of the crowd, and ripples appeared on his body. A strange phenomenon appeared. Without the naked eye, it would be difficult to detect it with just perception.
“Sixth grade, hidden martial arts!”
Shangguan Fan Qing's pupils shrank, he immediately smiled back, clasped his fists and said: "I have admired Master Xin for a long time, and have obtained Master Li's permission to come here to listen."
Bai Xuanji looked at him in surprise. Xin Zhuo.
At this moment, a subtle voice came from Xin Zhuo's ear: "It's just a way of hospitality, don't teach the art of war these days, just teach at will!"
This is ...Transmission of sound into the secret?
What a brilliant martial arts.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but be envious. It seemed that his road to martial arts was still long.
It’s a pity that these masters are too high-level and too vigilant, and there is no possibility of sacrificing spirits.
Jiang Hezhu glanced at Xin Zhuo coldly at this time: "Xin Thief, I never thought that you would become the master of Qiugong Pavilion. You are really enviable. I don't know what you teach, but let me listen. Hear it?"
Xin Zhuo ignored this strange arrogance and inexplicable arrogance, but looked at the students in the house: "Let's practice it today, based on the combat chapter, we will all the guests Defeat them one by one and capture them one by one!"
The members were silent for a moment, and then strong fluctuations of energy filled the entire classroom.
Jiang Hezhu was confused.
"Xin Zhuo, can I accept it? You can't bully a group of people, it's not fun, right?"
Shangguan Fan Qing looked ugly.
He never thought that he, the young master of the frontier branch of Tianji Pavilion, came here leisurely in an attempt to find beauty, but it turned out to be a nightmare in life.
Master Jiang Hezhu suddenly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "We are guests of Qiugong Pavilion after all. No matter how many tricks you have, Xin Zhuo is still a helpless bandit. How dare you offend us? ? My father cut off the Jiuqu Dao, and the imperial court granted him the title of Du Kangbo.
Of all of you here, including the guests outside, who can’t easily squeeze you to death? You should weigh the portion yourself and it is best not to make mistakes.
In this case, I am selling you face, how about we make a bet on which faction can comprehend the Wordless Monument, or comprehend more, kowtow three times, how about? ”
“No, fight me!” ”
In the last few chapters, change the map.
(End of this chapter)