Wei Yangmou

Liu Che hugged Han Yan until the evening, fed the horses and rested on the way, and never let Han Yan go. Fortunately, he has limited mobility, and they are husband and wife, and Liu Che kept making small movements along the way. , a group of people have long been familiar with the strangeness, and they don't think there is anything wrong with it at all.

Although Han Yan was embarrassed and ashamed in her heart, she never showed it in front of outsiders, and looked very calm and calm.

After a day and a night of driving, let alone people and horses, Liu Che stopped in a passing village and asked someone to find the village chief to come over for accommodation, but the village chief came in a hurry after a long time. There is still a very sad look on his face, which looks like a bad luck.

Sandalwood passed by and glanced at it, and couldn't help but frowned. It was unpleasant to see this appearance. The journey was exhausting, but he couldn't upset the two masters anymore, so he walked over thinking about it.

"The two masters of my family are both nobles. If the village chief has any troubles, he should tell the servants first, and don't spare the two nobles."

The village chief seemed to be at a young age, but because of the many wrinkles on his face, he looked like he was sixty years old, so he couldn't help but look at her when he heard Sandalwood's words.

Seeing that although she is not amazing, she has a great demeanor. Although she knows that this person may not be able to help her, she still puts away the sad expression on her face as she said.

It's just that there are probably quite a few things about it. Although he deliberately tidied up his expression, he still had a gloomy look on his body. Sandalwood frowned, but he couldn't say anything more.

Bringing the man to Liu Che, Sandalwood retreated and cleaned up the country house with the girls who came with her, put on the bedding and beds that she brought, went to boil water for cooking, and cleaned up the food. She was also very busy. .

When the village head met Liu Che and Han Yan, he realized that the nobleman that girl said was not trying to bully him, so he couldn't help but feel happy, but he didn't dare to say the begging words directly, he just looked at the two carefully, The posture was very respectful, and he also ordered the nimble women in the village to help clean up the house.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to have no dissatisfaction with this arrangement, they hesitated to speak.

Liu Che was still thinking about Han Yan's injured foot, and it was time to apply the medicine, so he became more and more impatient with the village chief's faltering, and gave him a cold look. Frightened back, he stood there trembling, as if he had been frightened stupid.

Seeing him feeling pitiful, Han Yan coughed and asked in a slow voice, "The old man has something to say."

The village head woke up in a jerk, and without daring to look at Liu Che, he knelt down to Han Yan: "My lord, please help us..."

He hadn't finished speaking when extremely arrogant voices came from outside.

The face of the village head changed, Han Yan glanced at him, and looked out over the fence that was used as a wall, and saw a group of young people in Taoist robes, who grabbed many young and beautiful girls and walked towards this side, followed by angry-looking Peasant men, and wretched and howling women.

"Old man, come out and collect the money quickly, don't say that men are bullying others, these little ladies are all bought with money."

Although the speaker's posture was arrogant and rude, his face was quite upright, but the Taoist robe on his body was crooked, revealing a large chest, which made him look like a full-fledged libertine.

Before he could finish his words, one of the trapped girls cried out to the village chief, "Daddy, daddy, save me, save me."

The village chief hurriedly got up and walked out, shouting "Swallow, Swallow" continuously, as if it was the girl's boudoir name.

"Daoist Yan, these children are still young, I beg you to have a lot of them, let them go, the old man can be your cow or horse, please..."

The person called Taoist Yan is the one who is straight-faced but very dissolute.

"Being selected by the Taoist Lord is a blessing they have cultivated in several lifetimes. If they can be selected by the seniors and rewarded with one or two pills, they will live forever and become immortals. It is better than eating in the land all their lives. Knowing the good and the bad, you should kneel three times and kowtow nine times to thank the Daoist for his kindness."

"Bah!" Yanzi spat and cursed, "Who doesn't know that if you take her away, you will die. My aunt has not seen her shadow yet, who knows if she was killed by you!"

"swallow!"

The village chief yelled in panic, for fear that the group of alchemists would hurt his daughter in anger.

As expected, that Yan's face changed as he expected, and he beat the girl out with a wave of his hand, and fell to the ground without making a sound, not sure if it was dead or alive.

The village chief screamed, even though he was afraid, he still couldn't help but show hatred at this moment, wishing to cut them into pieces and tear them into pieces.

Daoist Yan didn't care too much. Seeing the village chief's expression like this, he smiled in a good-tempered manner: "Why, do you want to kill us? Come here..."

He pulled his skirt a little wider, it was still March weather, but he was only wearing a single shirt, which exposed most of his chest, "Come here, old man, take a machete and a kitchen knife Okay, if you can kill Master Dao, all the more than [-] people in your village will be buried with Master Dao."

The village head turned pale with anger, and pointed at the man surnamed Yan with trembling fingers, but was speechless.

At this time, there was a cry from a distance, and the weather-beaten woman ran over stumblingly, and saw the swallow lying on the ground at a glance, and suddenly cried terribly: "My son!"

The woman wanted to see the girl's situation, but was stopped by the alchemist at the side.

"The person Daoist wants, even if he dies, he has to go back with Daoist."

The surname Yan glanced at the village head, and looked around at the faces of the surrounding villagers as if threatening.

But the woman didn't realize it, only heard the word "dead", and the blood rushed up all over her body, and she yelled: "I will fight with you!"

Probably because of the relationship between mother and child, the force the woman used was actually very strong. Although she didn't have any sharp weapons in her hand, she still knocked the man surnamed Yan back four or five steps.

The man didn't seem to have expected such a situation at all, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and kicked the woman back. When he landed, he vomited a mouthful of blood, but he didn't pass out. Stare at those people.

"Damn it..."

The village head rushed over to help the woman up, with tears running down her face.

The man surnamed Yan narrowed his eyes, raised the sword in his hand, and slowly drew out a cold light: "How dare you attack me, today I will show you how powerful you are."

As he spoke, he was about to kill someone. The village chief pulled his wife behind him, stared at him fiercely with wide-eyed eyes, and the villagers seemed to be enraged. They slowly gathered around and looked at them.

The surname Yan's heart skipped a beat, even though he knew that these people were mobs and could be resolved with his hands, but being looked at like this, he still couldn't help being timid, and backed away involuntarily.

The alchemist beside him who stopped the village chief's wife came over and whispered something in his ear. The surname Yan's eyes lit up, he patted the alchemist's shoulder appreciatively, and coughed clearly: "Since you don't want My daughter is going to enjoy the blessings. Well, it's the parents' mood after all, and I also care about it."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the villagers who were about to move became quiet, and their eyes were even stained with hope. The ignorant woman dared to turn up, you punished her for me, and these girls can be brought back by themselves."

The villagers were all stunned, and the village chief looked at these alchemists in disbelief. When he noticed that the villagers who were still in the same heart as him looked at him with a different taste, he couldn't help but panic.

"What are you going to do? Sanniang has helped you all these years, which one of you has not received her favor, how can, how can..."

"Village chief, your daughter is here too. With so many people, you have to think about it for us. Whose daughter doesn't care about raising her so big?"

"That's right, village head, look at my sister-in-law who just vomited blood, maybe she won't survive, why bother to take the lives of so many young girls, you are the head of a village, how can you be so selfish?"

"What nonsense, kill this woman, and we will work together to marry a house for the village chief. If the old one doesn't go and the new one doesn't come, are you afraid that you won't have a wife!"

The surname Yan and the alchemist beside him looked at each other with contempt and sarcasm in their eyes. These mortals are still as stupid as ever, as long as they are concerned with their own interests, they are stupider than pigs one by one. They are so cute up...

"Brother Yan, that woman seems to be doomed. Did we really let these little girls go? Although there is nothing good to buy, they are all virgins after all, and they are also credited to the master and uncle."

The surname Yan gave him a slanted look, and said in a low voice: "Of course we will let him go. We are people who want to become immortals, so how can we keep our promises."

After finishing speaking, he narrowed his eyes, showed a sarcastic smile, and added: "If you release it today, it's not a broken promise to catch it back tomorrow..."

The corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a cruel and cold smile, and he began to think about what these women would get from the master if they sent them up... It's a pity that he himself is not good at this, otherwise he could keep two of them for use. .

But his eyes were still looking at the excitement in front of him, seeing that the woman who dared to bump into him just now was surrounded like a dead fish by her neighbors and friends who were close in the past. That's what happens to people.

The village chief was excluded because he had been protecting his wife and had already been beaten by these villagers who he was sincerely against. He would collapse on the ground, unable to move, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse.

But the person who had always been honest and responsible, was unmoved by this meeting, and slowly but firmly raised the hoe in his hand.

"I beg you! Don't! He is Sanniang, Sanniang..."

The village chief was hoarse, and even though he couldn't move, he still struggled to crawl into the crowd, but he was kicked by someone indiscriminately, and he fell out, spitting out a mouthful of blood. But it became more transparent than ever before.

He turned his head and looked viciously at Yan and the people around him, even though he couldn't see their faces clearly.

But he still tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, staring at them, he must firmly remember their faces, even if he was a ghost, he would definitely make them pay in blood!