The northwest of the Chu region is considered a blank area in the world of practice, but because of the lack of spiritual energy, poor mountains and bad waters, ordinary mortals can work hard here and build cities and villages. , and because of this, this area with a radius of tens of thousands of miles has almost become a blank in the world of practice. I have never heard that half of the sect is in charge, but because it is located in the border area, the law is loose, so that bandits are rampant, and the folk customs are quite sturdy. Wu Feng is very popular.
After nearly twenty years, Fang Xing returned to this area again, but Fang Xing even felt a little strange.
I still remember that although this area is poor, it is also very populated. There is a village for ten miles, a city for a hundred miles, and merchants go back and forth on the official road. Sitting on a green donkey, shuttled between the mountain trails. After walking for a few days, I didn't see a single person. On the side of the road, I saw piles of corpses bitten by flies, and occasionally passed by some villages. , You can only see the complete house inside, as quiet as a tomb, but you can't see half a living person, which is extremely weird.
Fang Xing thought it was a disaster caused by the army, but along the way, he did not see any traces of war, nor did he see the shadow of the army. It seemed that only one of them and one donkey were left alive. This kind of desolation made him feel that things are different and people are different. He paid attention in his heart, and slowly patted the green donkey, trying to find the direction of Ghost Smoke Valley based on his memory.
But after wandering around for a few days, I gradually felt lost. I haven’t returned for nearly twenty years, and things have changed, and I can’t find anyone to ask for directions, so I’m even more confused about the direction. , Reined in the donkey, stood on the hillside and looked into the distance.
"Damn, why can't I see half of the figure, and I can't do robbery in the future..."
While smiling wryly, he ran into an acquaintance... To be precise, it was a familiar industry. A group of horse bandits roared and gathered, and rushed down the slope, murderous, shaking their weapons, swearing loudly, and rushed towards the distance past.
"Oh, I'm going, I finally met my colleagues, wait for me..."
Fang Xing hurriedly chased the donkey forward, but the donkey went on strike again, and just turned around and refused to catch up.
After finally pulling the stubborn donkey, when he stumbled to catch up, he saw a black smoke billowing in front of him. In a small village with hundreds of families gathered in the valley, nearly forty or fifty horse bandits were rampaging. Swinging a knife to kill people, lighting a big fire, the bandit leader Chi Jing covered his upper body, and shouted loudly. The bandits searched out all the food, pigs and sheep, put them on the mountain behind, and cut down one kneeling in front of him begging for mercy. The old man rode his horse with a grinning grin, and trampled a village woman holding a baby to the ground.
"Move quickly, move quickly, we need food and livestock. With these things, we can comfortably get to Taizhou..."
Fang Xing, who was originally full of enthusiasm and wanted to rush forward to recognize his colleagues, frowned. After a long while, he spat forcefully on the ground and said with a sneer: "Your uncle, it seems that colleagues are enemies. It's really good... "
"Hit... rob..."
Just when this group of horse bandits were enjoying their robbery, they heard a loud cry coming down from the hillside. There was a man riding a donkey, thin, wearing a bamboo hat, with stubble on his chin, and a gleaming steel knife in his hand, which looked like it was made of fine steel.
"You... want to rob too?"
The bandit leader looked at the young man with strange eyes, and his voice came out through his teeth.
The horse bandits around also looked at the young man with strange eyes, thinking that he has come out to be a chivalrous man
Fang Xing went down the hillside, pressed the steel knife in his hand, swept his eyes across the group of horse bandits, suddenly smiled coldly, and said, "Where are you bastards who dare to rob here, don't you?" Do you remember that this area of thousands of miles is all the territory of Ghost Smoke Valley? Fuck you, if you cross the border, you will be a deadly enemy, not to mention the rule of Ghost Smoke Valley not to rob poor ghosts, have you forgotten?"
"Ghost Smoke Valley?"
The bandit leader was even more astonished, for a moment he was not sure of the details of the person who came.
Instead, from beside him, a master with a mustache on his lips rode up on a thin horse, looked at Fang Xing with indifferent eyes, and said with a sneer: "Ghost Smoke Valley, I remember, twenty years In the past, he was also a hero in this area, he even robbed the government's salary, but it is said that he once offended an immortal, was slaughtered overnight, and the grave was covered with weeds!"
"Twenty years ago?"
Hearing this, the bandit leader sneered even more, his mind slightly relaxed.
"Who said the killing was clean, isn't there only one uncle left?"
Fang Xing waved the knife in his hand, and said with a sneer, "From today onwards, this area is Ghost Smoke Valley again!"
"Where did the lunatic come from, don't disturb the elders to escape, young ones, kill him for me, dry him for rations!"
The bandit leader is a real person. Facing this lunatic who jumped out of nowhere to grab the territory, he just waved his hand, and those fierce and violent horse bandits rushed up, laughed loudly and slashed at Fang Xing, and Fang Xing Seeing this, he also sighed softly, raised the gourd and took a sip of wine, then slapped the donkey's butt hard, the murderous aura suddenly rose, and then... he turned his head and ran away!
The green donkey flew all four hooves, and the one who escaped was called a slippery one, which stunned the group of horse bandits.
"...I rub it, it's reversed!"
Fang Xing screamed strangely, desperately strangling the stubborn donkey under his crotch.
This guy is really timid, when he saw the other party rushing so aggressively, he turned around and ran away.
Fang Xing couldn't restrain it, so he had to jump up from the donkey's back, brandishing the big knife in his hand, and rushing towards a group of thugs in front.
Alone, single-handedly, facing the ferocious forty or fifty riding bandits, his aura skyrocketed.
"Haha, kill him!"
"Stamp him to death directly..."
A group of horse bandits laughed ferociously, and their horseshoes flew rumblingly, rushing straight towards Fang Xing.
"puff!"
One person and a group of bandits charged at each other and collided with each other. Fang Xing, like a dragon, charged into the horse bandits.
The light of the knife slashed like a horse, and the bandits who rushed to the front were chopped into two pieces by him, with their men and horses, and their blood flew like a wild spring.
Although he lost his cultivation, his fighting instinct was still there, and after seeing Ying Qiaoqiao and Ye Guyin, the knot in his heart was gradually untied, and Fang Xing also felt that he had some strength. A group of thugs who could be blown down with a single breath before, he felt that he had regained the feeling of facing a strong enemy. The murderous intent was attached to the knife, and every time a knife was struck, someone would die.
Murderous, like a fierce god.
I don't know how many people were killed. For a while, this small village was almost like a Shura battlefield, and blood flowed like a river.
After all, it was just a mob, not to mention the well-trained Taoist disciples, even the army of the ordinary country could not compare. Embarrassed, the leader of the bandit rushed towards him seeing Fang Xing murderous. The first one turned his horse's head and fled with a frightened face. Naturally, the people behind were not polite and patted their horses one after another. The food and livestock were also gone, and they were thrown on the ground in a mess, and they escaped neatly.
"Forget it...you guys escape fast..."
Fang Xing chased after a few steps, but he was also dizzy from tiredness, sweating profusely, the steel knife was stuck on the ground, he took a few breaths, and when he wanted to stand up, he suddenly felt dizzy, staggered a few steps, and lay down limply on the ground. On the ground, there were bursts of blackness in front of my eyes.
"Damn it, this strength just won't work now..."
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"Wake up knights, wake up knights..."
I don't know how long he was in a daze, but only when he heard a call, Fang Xing opened his lead-filled eyelids.
However, he saw a white-haired old man with a face like chicken skin, leading a group of villagers to kneel down in front of him, calling out to him with gratitude and awe, seeing that he opened his eyes, the old man kowtowed again in fright Going down, he knelt down behind him, and said repeatedly: "The little old man is the leader of this village. On behalf of the whole village, I would like to thank the chivalrous man for saving his life..."
"Hero? Save your life?"
Fang Xing was stunned for a while, feeling quite uncomfortable, forced his breath to stand up, and scolded angrily: "You are a knight, your whole family is a knight, don't you know good from bad, old man, sir What a chivalrous man, he was the tenth-ranked thief in this area twenty years ago, let’s not talk nonsense, those who fished across the river were scared away, now it’s my turn to rob..."
"Ah... Really robbery?"
There Zheng was startled, and behind him, some young and middle-aged men in the village also showed expressions of indignation.
Fang Xing scolded: "Of course I have to rob, otherwise what would I eat?"
As he spoke, he pointed at the big knife, and said to the old man with a murderous look: "Hurry up, bring the good wine and good food, and kill the fat pig. Don't be so fat, don't be so talkative, dare to fool me!" I can't spare you..."
"Uh... Xia... ah no, sir, are you just robbing a meal?"
Everyone was a little confused there, and asked blankly.
Fang Xing chuckled and said, "What's the matter, do you still want me to rob your village?"
Li Zheng was taken aback immediately: "I don't want to, I don't want to... wait a moment, sir, I'll prepare dinner and dinner!"
After all, he hurriedly got up and arranged for the villagers to prepare meals. All kinds of game, vegetables and vegetables were stewed, and he really slaughtered a fat pig that had been tied to a cart by those robbers. The general ones were brought up, and a large table was set up. Even the donkey was fed with fresh grass. Fang Xing was not polite, sat down directly, and ate and drank.
"Master, are you really going to leave after eating?"
Accompanied by the inside, carefully poured wine for Fang Xing, and asked with a worried expression.
"Of course I have to go. What can you grab in this poor place?"
Fang Xing didn't bother to answer, naturally he wanted to settle down here.
But I didn't expect that when Li Zheng heard this, his expression became more and more worried, and he forced a smile and said, "Master... don't you want to stay for a few more days?"
Fang Xing laughed angrily: "Old man, you are so heartbroken that you still want robbers to live in your village?"
"Don't dare, dare not..."
Li Zheng was startled, he hesitated to speak, but dared not say any more.
Satiated with food and wine, Fang Xing wiped his mouth and was ready to leave, but he couldn't find his donkey. Looking around, the villagers around him were expecting love, and surrounded him. Wherever he looked, he shivered to the side, feeling ashamed and afraid to look at anyone. Under the locust tree in the distance, the donkey he had tied there just now was gone.
"Hehe, the young master didn't rob you, so you want to be greedy for my donkey?"
The surrounding villagers trembled when they heard this, but no one spoke.
Fang Xing was annoyed, and with a sneer, he suddenly pulled out the steel knife and chopped it on the table, with a bang, dazzling.
"Damn it, do you really think I'm a good person? If you don't hand over your donkey, I'll slaughter your whole village, believe it?"
"Please forgive me..."
There was a plop and he knelt down, and following his movements, the back immediately knelt down.
"If you want to live, hand over my donkey..."
"The little old man just wants to ask the uncle to stay for a few more days..."
"If you don't hand over the donkey, the village will be slaughtered..."
"Please forgive me..."
"If you want to live, hand over the uncle's donkey..."
"The little old man just wants to ask the uncle to stay for a few more days..."
"..."
"..."
"Oh... I call you uncle, can you return the donkey to me?"
After a fruitless conversation, Fang Xing almost burst into tears.