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Chapter 286 What About Trees?

The bald head exposed the target?
When they heard this sentence, all the bandits, including the bald headed family, were stunned.

At that moment, the bald headed master felt wronged.

He wasn't actually a bald man a long, long time ago.

He used to be a long-haired guy until he started exercising.

One day, after being knocked down by widow Liu's stupid nine-year-old son at the head of the village, he finally realized that his body was too weak.

It was also from that day that the bald bandit made a solemn decision—he wanted to start exercising!
Yes, he wants a strong body, preferably able to practice martial arts.

In the first year, his physical fitness continued to improve, and he ran around the village ten times every morning without any effort.

In the second year, his force value soared, and he was invincible after fighting all over ten miles and eight villages.

In the third year, his hair fell out rapidly, and he became bald and strong.

Very bald, very bald, and very strong, so strong that he didn't even know how strong he was.

Anyway, outside the category of inhumans, he seemed to be an invincible existence among human beings.

In the beginning, he felt confident about it. After all, he had only practiced for three years, and he was much better than those people in the world who had practiced martial arts all their lives and wished they had started practicing martial arts in their wombs!

According to legend, the famous sword god in the Jianghu could not stop his punch with [-]% strength at all.

A martial arts myth that has been undefeated for decades, the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand can't even break through his defense.

But now, at this moment, he hated his bald head.

It used to be his belief to be bald, until a few days ago he met someone with a bald head than him, and he began to understand what true power is.

It was also from that day that he went further and further on the road of defeat, losing again and again.

The little monk with a bald head made him, who almost used his physical strength to step into the category of inhumans, fear the word power for the first time.

After three consecutive days of cloudy and rainy days, until today, when he regrouped and prepared to fight again, he suddenly discovered that he was far from the only one in this world who was inferior to the non-human category.

The monk last time can be said to be an exception, after all, that monk's head is balder than his.

But just now, the monster with an elephant trunk running past his eyes with a big box like a hill made him see the world clearly for the first time.

And now. After the bald head exposed his target, he looked at the woman in white who was standing on the path not far away, looking calmly at his bald head reflecting the sunlight.

For the first time, the bald master had doubts about the world he lived in.

what's wrong?

What's the matter?

What happened to the world he lived in?

He used to think that he was the strongest in the world, and he didn't want to face the loess and turn his back to the sky, and he didn't want to work every year at sunrise and rest at sunset every year for the grain of his life. Every grain of rice and every grain of wheat must be counted and used, and there will be days of hard work before winter.

So, he led the whole village to lose their fields and went up the mountain to become a bandit.

He thought that with his invincible strength, he would definitely become the king of bandits and become a man named Bandit King.

However, the successive days of blows had already made him doubt his life.

Standing up, he walked down the mountain with a solemn face.

Now that the target has been exposed by his bald head, he will naturally not do the deceitful thing again.

Going down the mountain step by step, the bald headed man saw the woman in white looking at him and the brothers behind him calmly.

How confident is she?

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree. If you want to pass from here on, I will leave it to buy road money!"

Thanks to the bald little monk who was bald than him last time, he finally mastered this mandarin that he should have mastered.

The ghost knows what he went through that day. After returning home, he even recited these words in his dreams that night.

It is precisely because of this that now he can open his mouth and come without any pause.

The bald headed master had a holy face, and finished his lines like a missionary spreading the glory of the Lord.

After the lines were over, the bald headed master had already reached the position of three steps in front of the woman in white.

Three meters, neither far nor near, in the past, such a distance. He was sure to make the legendary martial arts myth lie in bed for three months with a light punch.

But now, looking at the woman in white with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, for the first time. The bald headed master once again doubted his own strength.

The feeling of not being able to lock on, or even being able to punch, made him almost want to vomit blood.

"Little girl, hand over ten taels of silver to buy the road, and I will let you pass safely, otherwise."

Swish!
Otherwise, the bald man didn't finish.

Because, just as he said otherwise, a long sword was already on his neck.

History is always surprisingly similar. This scene is so similar to the scene where he was held around his neck with a sword a few days ago!

"Otherwise what?"

The woman in white still had a smile on her mouth, and a faint smile in her eyes. She spoke slowly, and her voice was so pleasant that one couldn't help being fascinated by it.

It's just that at this moment, the bald headed master doesn't have the slightest feeling of wanting to indulge.

At this moment, he just wants to sink, not to be fascinated.

If it could sink to the bottom, the girl in front of her could never find him in the abyss. How nice it would be!
"Otherwise. Otherwise, we will escort the girl all the way to the destination of your trip!"

The bald man felt that he was so fucking smart. When he was kicked off the bed by the wife at home, he had never reacted so smartly before.

As for whether my answer is too unscrupulous, sorry what is morality?He is obviously obeying his own heart and speaking his mind!

Could it be that he would be satisfied only if he was forced to recite a more difficult jargon with a sword around his neck?

Listening to what the bald headed master said, Xiaoxiao, a woman in white, put away the long sword that was hanging around the bald headed master's neck.

However, even though there was no threat of a sword, the bald headed master still didn't have the slightest idea of ​​wanting to be presumptuous.

That sword, if it can be placed on his neck once, can be placed on his neck for the second time.

The sword could be placed on his neck when he didn't react at all, and it could stab into his head or heart when he couldn't make any response.

Putting away the long sword, the woman in white smiled at the bald bandit, "You said you opened this mountain?"

The bald man nodded.

The woman in white nodded and asked again, "You said you planted this tree?"

The bald man still nodded, he felt that the woman in white who looked almost as powerful as the bald little monk might have the same bad taste as the bald little monk!
It's just that he has already memorized this passage by heart, and he is not afraid of the other party playing the same routine again.

However.
"Where's the tree?"

The woman in white opened her red lips lightly and spit out two words.

"what?"

The bald man is dumbfounded, tree?what tree?Zhou Shuren's tree?There are two trees planted in front of my house?
"Where's the tree you planted?"

Seeing that the bald headed master didn't understand what she meant, the woman in white repeated her question again.

The bald man: "."

All the bandits: "."

Miss!

Mom!

grandmother!

Ancestors!

We are bandits!Bandits!Not a good person who builds bridges and paves roads!

Being able to rob without killing people is already very professional. Who has ever seen bandits actually repair bridges and roads, open mountains and plant trees?

"This is your fault. You clearly said that you planted this tree. If you don't plant a tree, why did you come out to fight?"

Seeing the speechless appearance of the bandits, the woman in white seemed to understand something, and looked at the thirty or so people in front of her with blame in her eyes.

All the bandits: "."

"Come on, let's plant the tree first and then talk about the robbery, good boy, ha!"

The woman in white raised the long sword in her hand, and patted the head of the bald master with the spine of the sword instead of the palm.

The bald man: "."

All the bandits: "."

Plant trees?

If you say plant a tree, you will plant a tree?

ah?Bandits don't want to lose face, do they?

Bandits have no dignity, do they?

It turns out that there really isn't one!

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Being patted by the blade of the sword, the bald headed master felt a chill behind him, subconsciously straightened his back to reassure him, turned around and greeted the brothers behind him to dig some small saplings from the hillside.

Then, on the side of this mountain road, more than [-] bandits dug holes, some put trees down, some people supported them, and some people filled them with soil.

After the soil was filled, the people who went to fetch water had already returned with water bags.

Boom, boom, pouring, less than half an hour, more than [-] trees were all planted.

Looking at the thirty or so trees planted, the woman in white nodded in satisfaction.

"That's right. Actually, what I mean is that you only need to plant one tree. You guys have overfulfilled the task!"

As if to express her great satisfaction, the woman in white waved her hand, and a piece of silver fell into the hands of the bald headed master.

No more, no less, exactly twelve.

"This is the money you robbed, can I leave safely?"

The woman in white looked pitifully at the bald headed master.

All the bandits: "." mmp, you are a legendary dramatist!
"Please! Please!"

Watching the white-clothed woman leave, looking at the ten taels of silver in her hand, the thirty or so bandits looked at each other and cried silently.

"Master, let's...does this count as the first business opening?"

Behind him, a bandit asked weakly, and everyone turned their attention to the master.

Nodding, the head of the family nodded with a face of course, "Of course, look, I said that banditry is a promising business, look, in just a few days, we can earn as much money as before. The money has arrived!"

After throwing away the ten taels of silver in his hand, for some reason, the bald headed master's nose became sore and his eyes turned red.

"Don't worry, it will be better in the future, sell food, chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep, go back to the village to slaughter pigs and sheep to celebrate, continue tomorrow!"

the next day.
On the path leading to Lanruo Temple.

"Woman, spare your life!"

A long sword was hung around his neck, and the bald headed master raised his hands to signal surrender, begging from his mouth.

"You opened this mountain?"

nod.

"You planted this tree?"

nod.

"Pull it out!"

All the bandits: "."

Hard to pull up trees.
Of course, this matter will come later, and when the bandits were rejoicing with the ten taels of silver they earned from their first business, Xu Xian and Yang Chan were finally ready for the outing.

Of course, I don’t know if everything is rushed or what, when Yang Chan was playing with a Taiyi Geng gold dagger borrowed from the second brother and asked if everyone wanted to go outing together.

Almost unanimously, everyone gave a negative answer.

(End of this chapter)