I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

Twenty years of Fuling, twenty-nine of August.

The autumn rain dripped with a chill on the bones.

Stone Street in Xiangxiu County, the residence of the Ximens clan.

In the hall, an eight-foot-long crop man dressed in coarse linen and straw shoes sat on a yellow rosewood chair, holding a cup of hot tea and closing his eyes.

Outside the hall.

Under the eaves.

Ximen Zhu, the old man of Ximen with a jade staff, squinted his vicissitudes of life, observing and examining the crop man through the gap in the window.

There was a look of amazement and incredulity in his eyes.

“Internal refining two-grade inverted sea realm, one hand of six-fold fist can open mountains and rivers!” Really fake?! Old

man Ximen frowned.

Beside him, Ximen Leopard, who was wearing a leopard mask on his face, spoke: “The shorts and straw shoes are quite unusual, if you can match him with a knife, and then slightly fellow, there should be a future.”

Old man Ximen turned his head to look at Lin Ye, his eyes gloomy: “Did you pick up the wrong person?”

Lin Ye hurriedly rushed three fingers to the sky, “Sir, I swear to the sky, I am really the one who received the address information given by the lord’s family!” After

looking gloomy for a while,

Old Master Ximen took Ximen Leopard and Lin Yi into the hall.

“Old Immortal Ximen Bamboo, dog Ximen Leopard, has seen Senior Lu Shu.”

Old man Ximen bowed to the crop man and hugged his fist.

“When do you want to do it?”

The man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Ximen’s father and son faintly, “The crops in the field are ripe, and there are two wives and daughters at home, I have to go back quickly.”

Old man Ximen was stunned, and then hurriedly replied: “The county government news that Han Taiping Ming’er is going to Yunshui Village to attend the meeting and village.

“When he returns to the county, let’s intercept it halfway!”

“What does Senior Lu think?”

The harvest man said indifferently: “As you wish.”

“By the way, do you have an arsenal in your house?” I want to pick a hand blade.

Ximen Zhu: “Of course there is, senior, please.” ”

—

a quarter of an hour later.

Ximen Mansion Hidden Hyogo.

Ximen Leopard and Lin Yi held the lamp, and the old man Ximen held a three-foot long sword as clear as autumn water in both hands and handed it to the crop man.

“Senior, this sword summons Yuanhong, forged from extraterrestrial meteorites, mixed with gold, silver, copper, iron, and tin hardware, cutting iron like mud, blowing hair and breaking hair.”

The harvest man took the long sword in his right hand.

The thumb of the left hand pressed the middle finger and flicked lightly on the sword body.

But I heard a crisp sound.

The body of the long sword, with the hilt, shattered to the ground in an instant.

Old man Ximen’s eyes were like copper bells, and both Ximen Leopard and Lin Ye gasped.

Such a sword can’t withstand the power of a man’s finger!

“As brittle as paper as my hoe and sickle.”

“And?”

The harvest man asked.

“Yes, yes, Lin Ye, hurry, hurry up and get Qinggang for the senior!”

Ximen Leopard took Lin Yi to the secret room in the depths of the Tibetan Hyogo.

Soon, the two turned back.

The latter held a heavy long knife in both hands.

The body of the long knife is engraved with mysterious and simple patterns, and the whole is glowing with a faint blue glow.

Lin Ye, who was at the peak of the fifth grade realm of external refining, his arms trembled slightly by the pure weight of the long knife.

“Qinggang~”

In the murmur, the crop man reached out his rough big hand and held the long knife.

The middle finger flicks twice.

The blade suddenly lit up and made a buzzing sound.

Fortunately, Lin Ye was okay, the old man Ximen and Ximen Leopard, who were mortal in the flesh, only felt that the qi and blood, internal organs, and bones in their bodies seemed to be trembling with the frequency of the long knife.

The body seemed to explode.

“Good knife!”

Lu Shu grinned.

In his life, except for his wife and daughter, treasure knives, and plump golden spikes, men have never shown a smile to anyone or anything.

“It’s just that it’s idle for too long, and the blade has to be sharpened.”

Autumn rain continues.

The click of Lu Shu’s sharpening knife pierced deeply into the rain curtain.

Under the eaves, the old man Ximen withdrew his gaze in the direction of the county.

Shen Shen ordered, “Lin Ye, order down, and let the martial arts attendants of the four major families eat and drink well.”

“Ming’er, that is, take Han Taiping’s head!”

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Twenty years of Voling, August twenty-nine.

Night.

Xiangxiu County Huwei Dart Bureau.

Young owner Liu Chengzhi was in front, holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and a red lantern in the other, and led about twenty dart masters to the lonely front yard under the night curtain.

In the wind and rain, the flames in the lantern swayed wildly, just like the situation of the tiger and the dart game.

It was as if it would be blown out and extinguished by the bleak wind and rain in the next second.

Soon, the young owner Liu Chengzhi came to the front of the hall with all the dart masters.

There were no candles in the hall, and it was pitch black.

Liu Chengzhi put down the lantern and stepped forward to push open the door.

Immediately, he made a gesture at the twenty-nine dart masters, “Everyone, please.” After

the dart masters entered the hall, Liu Chengzhi gently closed the door and lifted the lantern to hide in the cold rainy night.

The sound of wind and rain, and the sound of breathing.

They are all martial arts practitioners, their ears are clear, and the dart masters can clearly see the vague outline of the master seat, which belongs to the owner.

“Light up!”

Two points of scarlet suddenly lit up in the darkness.

It’s a fire fold.

Someone blew at the fire.

In an instant, Mars scattered.

The oil lamp is lit.

A warm yellow light immediately filled the parison.

The dart masters clearly saw the extremely solemn face of the owner Liu Feng.

“Boss, you are in a hurry to call us over so late, but what is the emergency?”

Liu Feng was silent for a long time, and his voice was slightly hoarse: “I… I want to join forces with the four major families and intercept the county master tomorrow! ”

Cut … Intercept the county master?! Why?! Many

dart masters were shocked, including Wu Song.

There are also a very small number who seem to have expected it long ago and sigh helplessly.

“Dare to ask you, what do we live on to survive?”

Liu Feng asked.

“By … By darts?

A dart master said uncertainly.

“Nope!”

Liu Feng shook his head and said, “Our Tiger Power Dart Bureau lives by those seventeen mountain bandits in Xiangxiu County!” ”

When mountain bandits are rampant, merchants will be afraid of death.”

“Merchants are afraid of death, so they will hire us to escort.”

“But now, the county master has slaughtered fifteen of the seventeen mountain bandits.”

“The remaining two mountain bandits, Yin Mountain and Cui Mountain, were terrified all day, Mo Yan blocked the road and robbed, and it was already calculated that the birds and beasts were scattered.”

Liu Feng said a word, tearing open the epidermis, revealing the bloody facts inside, and listening to it, Wusong’s scalp was numb and stunned.

“Today, merchants large and small in Xiangxiu County escort their own goods, and they are safe and smooth.”

“In the past, the daily dart was as few as seven or eight, and as many as ten.”

“For five consecutive days, not a single merchant has come to the door.”

“Do nothing, we will starve to death!”

Liu Feng stretched out his finger.

He pointed to the white porcelain bowl filled with spirits on the table next to him.

“Those who are willing to participate in the interception and kill, step forward and drip blood.”

“In addition to the three hundred taels promised by one person promised by the four major families, I will reward each person with another hundred taels.”

“If you don’t want to, I won’t coerce, you can leave now.”

“But those who have not dripped blood this night, and who have not drunk blood wine, have been strangers with me since the Ming Er.”

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