Chapter 60 60. You really dare to say that
It is still snowing heavily in Shenjia Village today.
Huge snowflakes fell, leaving a series of deep pits on the ground for pedestrians, making walking very difficult.
Thirteen men carrying small packages and wearing shabby cotton-padded jackets walked into the village. Along the way, they not only looked at the road under their feet, but also kept busy observing their surroundings.
So busy.
"Third Master, do we really not go in with weapons?"
"With nothing in my hands, why do I feel so uneasy?"
"I have been carrying that knife with me for three years. , I’m really not used to being away from my body. . ”
“If there is a master in this village, it would be easier for us to bring a knife. If not, then we can still grab some food!”
What can we do without weapons? Everything is a bit unreal.
Strangely uncomfortable.
“Shut up.”
The third master glanced at several people, and their heads hurt from their noise.
"Call me Brother Zhuang when you enter the village. We are victims of the disaster who came from the north. Remember?"
As for the food in the village?
Don't worry, what's theirs will always be theirs.
Let’s inquire about the news today, and bring the guy next time.
“Yes, yes, we all listen to the third master.”
“We are the victims of the disaster!”
“What third master? It’s Brother Zhuangzi!”
"Hey, Brother Sandang Zhuangzi, is that the aunt in front of you?"
The Third Brother raised his head and looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough he saw a villager wrapped in a ball moving slowly in the snow.
Why do you say she is an aunt?
First of all, the person is not tall, and secondly, the cotton-padded jacket on that person is embroidered with old-fashioned flowers. Her rickety body looks like an elderly woman.
“Go, keep up.”
The third leader took the lead and sped up to stop the people in front.
"Auntie, auntie?"
"Young man, call me, whose family are you from? Why do you look so blind?"
"We came from the north and passed by here. , I want to ask you for directions to Lin'an Mansion? "
"You want to go to Lin'an Mansion? It's not the right time to go. "
"Why? Our hometown was hit by a disaster, but we finally got here, so why can't we go?"
The man panicked, with a horrified look on his face.
“Hey, Lin’an Prefecture did not allow outsiders to enter a month ago. Even people from our village are not allowed to enter, especially those of you from the north.”
The woman looked at several people, her eyes filled with regret and pity.
"You are fleeing? You must have suffered a lot along the way! But there is nothing you can do if the city gate is not opened. I think you should go forward."
"What, you are asking me if there is any vacant house in the village? How many days do you want to stay? No."
"Ah? Has anyone come? A few people came a few days ago, and the evildoers robbed our village They also took away the old Lin family’s eldest daughter. Where did they go? They left the next day!” I'll tell you what I know.
Auntie is back on the road.
The 13 bandits are also on the road again.
There seemed to be a lot of people in this village. Along the way from the east of the village to the west of the village, I met three aunts who came to visit, and they all asked about it without exception.
The story is highly consistent, you can’t believe it even if you don’t believe it.
"So Da Liu and the others really left?"
"Then why don't you go back to the village?"
"They also took away their yellow-flowered eldest daughter, Everyone in the village knows it!”
"Weird, so strange!"
The third master stood in the snow for a moment in silence, believing most of the ladies' words, but he was even more confused about the whereabouts of the eight elders.
Could it be that you really went somewhere else?
Towards noon, smoke was rising from several houses. When he saw this, he turned around and walked back with his people. "Go back to the village first."
"Third Master, don't we bring some food back?"
"What should we bring? There are many people in this village, and we don't bring weapons."
Come another day!
The group of people walked back with difficulty until their figures disappeared into the vast whiteness.
The scarred eight-man group who were thrown behind the stone wall and gagged with socks looked desperate. As their figures got farther and farther away, the little hope in their hearts was gradually extinguished, whining. Tears flowed out.
Shen Xingluo, Cheng Xi, and the patrol team headed by Shen Manyun were beside them, watching the 13 people come in and leave together throughout the process.
Behind them, several ladies shook their bodies into sieves.
"Mantun, what did you just say, they are bandits?!"
"Oh my god, was I talking to bandits just now?"
"They And call me auntie!”
Yaoshou, they are so close to the bandits!
The problem is, he is still alive and well.
My limbs are sound and no injuries at all!
The three of them didn't know whether they should be grateful that they had escaped a disaster or resentful that Shen Manchun kept it from them. Their limbs were shaking unsatisfactorily, and they didn't know whether they were scared or angry.
“Ahem, Aunt Cuihua, I didn’t mean not to tell you.”
He pointed at the group of heavily armed people behind the stone wall, and he suddenly felt confident.
"Look, we are all here. The bows and arrows in Zheng Shan's hands are not for vegetarians. If they dare to take action, they will be shot to death!"
The risk is a bit risky, but They were still confident that they would protect the three of them from danger.
It just scares people.
Sin, sin, sin.
Aunt Cuihua and the other three: "."
It doesn't matter if you are angry, it doesn't matter if you don't feel angry.
It’s very frustrating.
But
“This bandit is not as fierce as imagined?”
"That's right, the one in the lead talks like a little sheep."
"Quite polite?"
Shen Mantun: "."
Patrol team: "."
Behind the stone wall, only the eight people with Scarface were shocked when they heard this.
Who, who looks like a little sheep?
Are they three in charge?
You really dare to say it!
***
That night, the patrol team discovered that someone was quietly approaching Shenjia Village.
No one expected that the third master would be so powerful and return after three hours.
“How many people did they bring?”
“About fifty or sixty people, all armed with weapons.”
Faced with a powerful enemy again, Shen Mandu took down all the people in the village. Women, children and the elderly gathered in the cellar under the ancestral hall, hiding behind the stone wall with a patrol that was resistant.
This time, we really need to go under the knife!
Facing bandits and facing wolves gives people a completely different feeling, everyone can feel it.
Compared to before, they were even more nervous!
After all, killing animals and killing people are not the same concept.
“I’m a little panicked.”
“Why panic? There are so many of us, we are afraid of what they will do!”
There are 100 people in the patrol team and only about 50 bandits. In terms of numbers, it is simply an overwhelming victory.
However, sober people know that there is no relationship at all between the two.
Compared with Henjin’er, we lose here, but compared with actual combat experience, we still lose here!
Cheng Xi stood beside Shen Xingluo, "There are more than 50 bandits, does the third master think highly of us?"
Don't underestimate the 50 or so bandits, even though they are just There are only one-sixth of the troops in the village, but facing a peasant village is considered a big deal.
(End of this chapter)