In those years, the cultivators we cut together

In the middle of the night, with the bright moon hanging high, in the northern part of the state of Qin, in an unknown dense forest, a group of people were gathering around a bonfire to keep warm. In the flickering light of the fire, eight men and two women were chatting and laughing. .

These people were dressed in coarse linen clothes, and the clothes were not gorgeous. Many of them had dust on their faces, and they looked like people who lived and slept all year round.

Although it is summer, in this wetland jungle, the temperature at night is still very low, so a bonfire is needed to keep warm.

And there was an iron pot on the bonfire. At this moment, someone took out a piece of bacon from the bag, cut a few pieces with a knife and threw it into the pot.

In the open space not far away, there are two carriages parked. Four tall brown horses are tied to a thick tree trunk, leisurely eating the stacked horse hay. big wooden box.

At this moment, among these people, a middle-aged man with the longest face and wrinkled face was sipping broth, and urged a [-]-year-old girl beside him:

"Yun'er, there are a lot of mosquitoes in the old forest, go and light the wormwood, and then bring out the realgar wine, don't just eat it."

The middle-aged man's name is Wang Lei, and he is the leader of this team.

The girl he called was Wang Yun, who was his daughter. The people around the bonfire were basically related by blood. They were a caravan that traveled between Qin and Tang. Wandering back and forth, reselling things for a living, is a small family caravan.

The girl who was also drinking broth by the campfire heard his urging, and reluctantly said:

"Father, let elder brother go, elder brother eats more than me."

"Hey, let me tell you girl, brother, I work so hard every day, what's the matter with eating more meat? It's not like you, a little girl, who doesn't learn the craft from daddy every day, just thinking about playing around." The elder brother urged her: "Go and light the wormwood, or I will sell you to the bandits as a maid."

Wang Yun pursed her lips when she heard the words, and continued to drink the broth on her own, putting on a posture that you can say whatever you like, but I won't move anyway.

Seeing that his sister ignored him, the elder brother immediately wanted to remind him a few more words, but a middle-aged woman beside him smiled and said:

"Huzi, don't keep scaring your sister. Our family has been doing this for so many years. Where did the bandits come from?"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged woman was about to get up to order wormwood by herself. When Wang Yun saw that her mother was about to get up, she immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, and "hummed" at the young man. She pouted while getting up and muttered:

"That's right, even when I'm an adult, I'm still scared like a child. There are so many uncles in our royal caravan who are masters in martial arts. Which bandit dares to come after eating a leopard."

As soon as this remark came out, the other men who drank the soup burst into laughter, boasting that the girl could talk.

Seeing that she was being praised by everyone, Wang Yun also raised her head happily, like a proud little swan, walking in front of her brother.

She came to the side of the carriage and quickly prepared to light the wormwood with a torch, but suddenly there was the sound of trampling dead branches in the darkness in the distance.

This startled Wang Yun, she pulled out the dagger from her waist and shouted:

"Who!"

Wang Lei and the others by the campfire also reacted immediately, stood up vigilantly one by one, and looked at the girl together.

Soon, in the pitch-black dense forest, accompanied by the chirping of nightingales, a little Taoist priest wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, carrying a cloth bag, and wearing a ball head came out of the darkness.

Seeing that it was a little Taoist priest, the group were stunned for a moment, and Wang Yun looked at the little Taoist priest's face curiously, a little surprised that the little Taoist priest's appearance was so good-looking.

She sized it up, then couldn't help but sized it up again, then couldn't help sized it up again, and finally stopped sizing up altogether, staring directly at him, blinking lazily.

"who are you!"

The father's cold shout woke up the girl's obsession, and when she came back to her senses, she immediately held the dagger and shouted: "Who are you! What are you doing!"

The little Taoist also seemed a little confused. He blinked his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him who was wearing a commoner dress, with a bright red face and braids.He looked at the group of big men around the campfire again, then sniffed, and set his eyes on the fragrant broth.

Finally, he reluctantly looked away from the broth, looked at the girl and the men in front of him again, and then showed a kind smile:

"Hello, I'm a bandit, and I want to rob."

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Lin Xiaolu felt that he was quite unlucky. After he left Emei at noon, he ran eastward all the way according to the direction his senior sister said. The senior sister said that as long as he kept running eastward at his own speed, he could reach the nearest one to Emei before night. Country - Jin.

However, sadly, when he was halfway running in the afternoon, it suddenly turned cloudy, and the sun was completely invisible in the sky, which caused him to get lost completely, so he could only wander around in the direction he remembered, and finally came to this place somehow. In the deep mountains and old forests.

For a whole afternoon, he didn't drink a drop of water, didn't eat a mouthful of food, and ran away with nothing but a pack of gold ingots on his back. He couldn't find the Jin country, so he could only wander around in the deep mountains and old forests.

Maybe it’s because I used to bully people by collecting protection fees. God knew that it was not easy for me, so I specially arranged for me to meet this caravan. Every one of them is a good person. Knowing that I was hungry, I took the initiative to make the broth Alright, so I took it for granted that I robbed them.

Beside the warm bonfire, the young man sat cross-legged, feasting on a pot of cooked bacon, not to mention how happy he was.

The taste is naturally not comparable to the food in the dining hall, but it is not bad.

He was enjoying himself while eating, while beside the campfire, Wang Yun was staring at him resentfully, eyes full of anger.

Her parents, brothers, uncles and uncles also stood there with expressions of not knowing what to do. They looked at the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy for a while, and at the fallen tree not far away. Frightened and confused.

This little Taoist didn't know how to open the way. He suddenly appeared from the deep mountains and old forests at night, and the first thing he said after he came out was that he wanted to rob. Everyone wanted to draw their swords to resist, but the little Taoist didn't say anything It was a punch to the towering giant tree next to it, and the power of the punch directly smashed the giant tree that was thick in the middle.

This frightened them, and they froze in place, and then, under the shocking eyes of everyone, the little Taoist swaggered to the campfire, sat cross-legged, and started cooking in front of a large pot of bacon. The kind that eats Hesse nonsense, and smacks his mouth while eating.

Hey, what a crime~

"Hey, is there any more?"

Everyone was helpless, the little Taoist suddenly pointed to the empty soup pot and shouted: "The bacon is finished, uncle bring me some more."

Wang Lei, the leader of the caravan, did not dare to say anything because of his power to break the tree with his fist. He took a large piece of bacon, and silently stepped forward to cut it with a knife.

When Wang Yun saw that this little Taoist priest who was younger than herself actually asked her father to serve him, she immediately became even angrier, staring at her eyes, and cursed in a low voice: "Besides the gold and jade, the rotten one is the scum!"

It was windy at night, and the broth was bubbling and bubbling, and she deliberately lowered her voice, so Lin Xiaolu didn't hear it at all.

The middle-aged man Wang Lei cut a few more pieces of bacon for him, and Lin Xiaolu smiled at him:

"Hey, thank you, uncle."

When Wang Lei heard him thanking him, his face was a little strange, he didn't say anything, and retreated to his relatives and friends without saying a word.

Then he called his relatives to sit down.

He found that the little Taoist priest in front of him, who smashed the towering tree with one punch, was not as vicious as he imagined. He seemed to be just hungry...