Chapter 1597 Sect
This Quan Widow is naturally the incarnation of Zhao Han.
Relying on the advantage of being a dog, she pestered Wen Rensheng to learn more ways to use the spiritual brand, including possessing others and acting as a grandfather.
A dog can be a monster teacher, but it is impossible to command an army anyway.
Building schools and education is a century-old plan. If you want to save people immediately, you must pull the lever.
Just like now, she is possessing the grumpy Widow Quan, directing him on how to do things.
The other party also regarded her as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady in the sky and obeyed her words.
This feeling is much better than those guys who always go astray in teaching and investing.
The bad-tempered Quan Widow was chosen because she was unwilling to possess the men. Although she turned into a dog, she was still a female.
And if a woman wants to intimidate men, she must have a temper, otherwise, she will not be able to intimidate them at all.
"My Lady Xuannv, I will surround the Songshan Sect in a moment. What do you think I should do?" Quan Widow, who was riding a horse with a heroic appearance, said in her mind in a low voice.
In her mind, a fairy above the nine heavens was rising and falling in the sea of clouds.
"Use the public mind technique I taught you." Zhao Han gave a simple instruction.
“Yes, Empress Xuannv.”
Quan Widow became excited.
Her honest and honest husband was killed by a martial arts disciple because he offended him. The reason was ridiculous: just because he reacted dullly and did not give way in time when the other party came over.
In the Taiping years, these martial arts disciples would not have dared to be so arrogant, but now there are rebellions everywhere, and the court is focusing on one thing and not the other, so they have become very arrogant.
With martial arts in hand, there is no control.
Chevalier and righteous: X.
Bullying men and dominating women: R.
Half an hour later, the team of 700 people stopped at the foot of a five or six hundred meter high mountain peak.
Some disciples guarding the mountain have seen them from a distance.
Two Songshan sect disciples wearing green robes made a few leaps and landed in front of the team.
"Comers, stop here. This is the Songshan Sect. Why are you here to disturb us?"
One of them said arrogantly.
It seemed that the well-organized team of 700 people was just like chickens and dogs in his eyes.
"You Songshan faction robbed three hundred shi of food from our family camp. We are here to ask for food!" A captain stepped forward to answer.
“You want food?” The two of them looked at each other and then laughed, “You bandits, it’s an honor for you that the Songshan Sect has taken a liking to your food!”
"I still don't mind that the grain you bought contains too much dirt. It took a lot of effort to get Mr. Huang to take over, but you still come here. I really don't know how to write the word "death"
Two!" The disciple guarding the mountain insulted him unscrupulously.
"Damn it, you are the ones who don't know how to write the word "death"!" Widow Quan was furious and waved her hand, "You robbed our life-saving food, not to survive, but to sell it for money? You all deserve to die!"
"Hahaha!" The two disciples burst into laughter, then jumped up and flew to a rock.
"You are the only ones who want to kill us? This is a mountain road! And you are just a group of thieves!" Disciple A laughed.
"If you are an official and an army, we will still give you three points. A bunch of thieves really think they have learned a little bit about the military formation and are just pretending to be in front of us?" Disciple B laughed.
The two of them were completely unscrupulous.
If the army and the army were to surround the mountain every day, they wouldn't be able to bear it.
And the government can also find experts, but a group of refugees just robbed them. Do they still want to surround the mountain?
Not to mention anything else, can Mr. Huang at the bottom of the mountain agree to them?
You must know that Mr. Huang has a son who is studying in the mountains!
“Kill me!” Quan Widow was completely furious!
They are just a group of poor people who want to stay alive. They just want to preserve their lives and innocence in troubled times. These people are not willing to give them this little thing!
Grab whatever you want, it’s not food, it’s their life.
Three hundred stones, thirty thousand kilograms, boiled into gruel, mixed with bark and grass roots, can extend the lives of thirty thousand people by seven days!
And these people actually snatched them away and resold them.
“Kill!” Everyone was furious at the same time, and their voices shook the sky.
"The louder the voice when there are more people, isn't it..." Disciple A of the Songshan Sect was just halfway through his sentence when he suddenly felt dizzy, as if something was aching in his mind! "Ah" His junior brother, Disciple B, could no longer stand firmly and fell down the steep rock!
The brain burst open, red and white flowing all over the floor.
Die like this?
Junior brother has the third level of inner energy!
Because there have been many bandits recently, the sect has sent outstanding disciples with good skills to guard the mountain to avoid being killed by bandits.
And he only has two layers of inner energy.
Disciple A turned around and ran away subconsciously.
Just when he was lucky, he found that his meridians seemed to be blocked by something and could not function at all!
Feel carefully, that feeling of congestion comes from the dizzy brain!
It seemed like there was something in his mind, issuing an order to stop the Dantian from supplying internal energy.
So weird.
He has never encountered such a thing. Wait, he has encountered it. I remember that when I went down the mountain to grab a marriage, I met an old monk. For a while, he had no luck, so he was taught by an old monk how to behave.
“You, you actually know that kind of sorcery!” Disciple A shouted in panic as he climbed down the rock awkwardly.
He wanted to escape.
But even if he is familiar with the terrain, how can he run out?
More than a dozen hunting bows shot out at once, and the arrows were stuck in his body.
It's just that after all, he has finished tempering his body and has internal energy. This injury can easily kill ordinary people, but only slightly injures him.
The Art of Unity can only suppress martial arts, but it cannot deprive the opponent of his passive attributes.
His physique is still there, and the hardness of his skin membrane is still there.
"Catch him quickly!" Quan Widow then ordered.
Dozens of Orion-born soldiers swarmed forward and captured Disciple A.
"I ask, you answer. How many people are there on the mountain, and what skills do they have?"
Disciple A was panicked. The sorcery just now and the sudden death of his junior brother completely frightened him. courage.
He actually answered every question: "There are forty-eight people on the mountain, with twelve inner Qi. The three elders and the leader are all Tongmai, and the others are all tempered bodies."
"Just so many people?" Widow Quan said in disbelief.
"Oh, there are many servants. Are they not considered human?" Disciple A said subconsciously.
“Bastard!” Quan Widow gave the other party a whip.
These sects, like the great men, do not regard their slaves as human beings at all.
Killing a slave is worse than killing a cow.
Cows are much more expensive than slaves.
It is obvious that cattle are much easier to breed than humans, and it is obvious that humans are more difficult to feed than cattle, and humans do much more work than cattle. Why are cattle so much more expensive than humans?
This is a question that Widow Quan has always wondered about.
"I said, we still have four to five hundred slaves, all boys and girls aged eleven or twelve. If they are over fifteen, they will be driven down the mountain."
"Why is this happening? ?" Quan Widow was angry, but also became interested in the inside of the sect she had never been in contact with.
"Because after fifteen, if you haven't learned it, it's a waste of food on the mountain, and there isn't much work to do on the mountain. These slaves are actually handyman disciples. They learn kung fu while working, and those with higher qualifications will be listed. Enter the entrance wall and get rid of the slave status. The villain was originally a bought servant." Disciple A said.
Widow Quan understood immediately.
The source of disciples of this sect is through buying people, buying boy servants, who can be slaves and apprentices at the same time, without delaying both.
This method can ensure the connection between green and yellow.
No wonder they dare to steal their own food.
(End of this chapter)