Wu Yiping, who returned to Dafeng Village, felt very tired. He used to see those martial arts masters on TV, killing one person in ten steps, leaving a thousand miles away, and being very free. But when he went into battle himself, it was just a simple battle, as if he had exhausted all his energy.

So after returning to the village, Wu Yiping handed over Lu Mingyu and others to Liang Yong and the others, and he himself returned to his hut and went to bed in the end.

He was confused and didn't know how long he had been sleeping, but he felt that someone was sitting in front of the bed. Wu Yiping woke up and started to do it. Then he found that the old village chief was sitting in front of the bed. He was staring at Wu Yiping with a serious face. Wu Yiping, who had just woken up and was not very clear, was staring at him, so he also stared at the old village chief's face.

Although I have been in Dafeng Village for a long time, I have never seen it seriously before. The old man in front of me who led Dafeng Village to live in this difficult time in this troubled time.

Because he was engaged in heavy physical labor too early, the old village chief was not tall, with his long hair, which was half gray, tied with a brown cloth strip. He looked ordinary, but his face was covered with wrinkles of labor.

If it were placed in the crowd, it would definitely not attract anyone's attention, and would only treat him as an ordinary old man. Wu Yiping thought so when he first came, but as time went by, Wu Yiping found that the old village chief was not ordinary at all. If he wanted to lead hundreds of people to survive in this chaotic era, without a certain ability and superb social skills, Dafeng Village had been visited by pirates and bandits countless times.

At this time, Wu Yiping looked at the old village chief's eyes and found that his eyes were different. He was usually very calm and had the unique turbidity of the old man. However, when he was considering the problem, you would find that deep and flashing light. When he was angry, there was a sharpness in his eyes that ordinary people could not confront. Although he was just a small village chief, he was such an ordinary old man who had always shouldered the pressure of survival of these hundreds of people. In such a situation, he was no longer an ordinary old man.

Seeing Wu Yiping rise, the old village chief said:

"Awaken? Have you had enough sleep now? Are you lazy and you will leave after bringing so many people back?"

While the old village chief said, poured a cup of tea made from wild chrysanthemum leaves to Wu Yiping.

Wu Yiping first softened his face with his hands, then drank all the cup of tea to make himself completely awake. Then he sat beside the bed and said to the old village chief:

"Hehe! Old man, it seems we have to have a good conversation again."

When the old village chief heard what Wu Yiping said, he didn't say anything, but just kept staring at Wu Yiping.

"Okay! I surrender, I will build a living place at the foot of the mountain. At the same time, they are all responsible for their food. In short, it will not cause any trouble to the village. Do you think this is OK?"

Wu Yiping was so uncomfortable that he was staring at the old village chief, so he waved his hand and quickly expressed his plans.

After seeing Wu Ping finished speaking, the old village chief sighed and said:

"Baby! It's not that I don't want to help you, but as soon as you brought people back, many villagers came to find me. They are afraid that I will share a portion of the food that is not much, and they are even more afraid that I will pay more protection fees."

The old village chief said here, and gave himself a cup of tea to drink, then continued:

"Actually, this is just the idea of ​​ordinary people, just short-sighted thinking about their own things."

"And what I'm worried about is that you brought nearly fifty people back, and they all look good, and I'm afraid this will arouse the alertness of the bandits in the Heihulin. Because we are already a large population, we have brought back so many people this time. In order to stabilize their status, those bandits may take action against us."

The old village chief's eyes passed over him and looked out the window, as if he saw countless bandits rushing out of the mountains and forests, tragically massacred the villagers, and saw blood flowing into a river, corpses everywhere, watching the young children and the white-haired old man tremble helplessly under the butcher knife.

"Since the day I became the village chief at the age of 30, I have been determined to destroy the fierce bandits and vampires in the Black Hulin. But it seems that God has never blessed me. Although I have been working hard all the time, I have never been able to deal with this bandits, which has made them stronger and stronger. So powerful that we can only look up to them now."

Wu Yiping was silent. He simply considered everyone's food and accommodation issues, thinking that as long as it did not bring burden to the village, it would be self-sufficient to eat and wear warm clothes, everything would be fine.

Wu Yiping's character always thinks things simply. As for himself, he will become a threat from others, bandits will massacre villages in order to maintain their status. Wu Yiping has only seen these on modern TVs, but he did not expect them to happen to him...

When Wu Yiping was in the army, he was a vanguard and a master of special operations, but he was always a person fighting on the front line. Everything about logistics and overall situation had nothing to do with him.

But what I didn’t expect was that when I just traveled here, in a small area with only a few thousand people, there would be various situations that can only be seen and heard on TV in modern times.

Wu Yiping felt that it was too surprising. In such a small place that could be seen at a glance, such a small village chief was very serious and said these things he could not imagine.

Wu Yiping opened his mouth slightly and sat on the edge of the bed with a dull look on his face. The old village chief opposite was still talking nonstop. The scene looked quite strange.

"Wu Waer! After saying so much, I just want you to understand that no matter what you do or make a decision in the future, you must think about what impact it will have on you and the people around you! In this chaotic world, if you accidentally die, you may also implicate others in trouble, and may also be unlucky with you."

"You slept for eight hours this time, and you felt comfortable. I had my old arms and legs. When you were sleeping, you ran to see Kang Xiong, the boss of Heihulin, and explained to him the origin of you, saying that you came here from the Central Plains; you just took a temporary rest and would leave here after a while."

"Fortunately, he believed my explanation and now he temporarily dispels his doubts! What you need to do now is to find a way to dispel the doubts of Heihu Village in action. In short, no matter what you think of, the people you brought back can only stay in Dafeng Village for a short time; if you want to stay for a long time, you will definitely not be able to stay in Dafeng Village."

Until the old village chief left, Wu Yiping had not yet awakened from the shock. As for how to dispel the doubts of Heihu Village from his actions and how to arrange Lu Mingyu and his gang, he had no idea.

......

In the next more than a week, the recovery time was for Lu Mingyu and others. At the same time, they were arranged to slowly reclaim some wasteland around the training ground. As for those who live, they could only squeeze.

Wu Yiping has decided that since they cannot stay in the village for a long time, they should just wait until the wasteland is reclaimed and let them live on the warship. Perhaps Lu Mingyu and others have other ideas and a second intention now; but as long as they don’t give them weapons, they will not be able to survive.

On that day, Wu Yiping was formulating the next training plan. Suddenly Liu Rui ran to the door and said to Wu Yiping with sweat: "Instructor, fight... it's starting!"

Liu Rui ran out of breath, lowered his waist and stood his hand on his thigh in front of Wu Yiping for a while. When his breath was even, Wu Yiping was almost desperate and secretly made up his mind to increase their training intensity in the future. He was so tired at this little road.

After explaining intermittently for a long time, Wu Yiping finally understood Liu Rui's words. Lu Mingyu's subordinates who he had just brought back fought with Liang Yong and his gang!

In fact, Wu Yiping had known that these so-called slaves had problems. Lu Mingyu was fine. After all, he was a scholar and had the intention to repay his kindness. In addition, his sister Lu Chuxue was actually rescued by himself, so he was quite honest.

But his subordinates were different. When they first needed Wu Yiping to help save people, they all swear to listen to him and repay him.

As soon as he returned to Dafeng Village, Lu Mingyu's subordinates were shocked by Wu Yiping's weapon that could make "bang" sounds. In addition, they were not aware of Wu Yiping's reality, and when they were in the hands of slave traders, everyone was beaten to varying degrees, and their food was strictly controlled; they were often hungry, and everyone was very weak. So they were all very honest.

But now after more than a week of maintenance, each of them has recovered 70% to 80% of their strength; now they have power, and they know that Wu Yiping is also an outsider who has just arrived in Dafeng Village, and being single is just an ordinary teacher, so many people are starting to feel excited.

These days when Liang Yong was training in the training ground, they pointed and said that Liang Yong and his team were all things that children played with and could not make a big difference. They even asked them to stop immediately and worship them as their teachers so that they could learn real martial arts.

Although Liang Yong and the others told Wu Yiping several times, firstly, Wu Yiping is now having a headache about how to resettle them. Secondly, Wu Yiping doesn't want to know this group of guys who have never seen the world and think they are the best in the world.

He also carefully observed the situation of these so-called martial arts masters. He was poisoned by TV and movies. Wu Yiping originally thought that they were all masters who could blow people to death by flying over the eaves and walls.

As a result, it was not the same thing at all. Most of these people are arrogance who learned some fancy moves and had a little bit of three-legged kung fu, and felt very good about themselves. Only a few people have a few kung fu skills. If Wu Yiping had a chance to meet him before traveling through time, it would definitely be impossible to get along with him. But now Wu Yiping's physical functions in all aspects have been improved several times, so it is still very easy to deal with them.

So Wu Yiping, who was upset these days, simply ignored them and saw what tricks they could do. He turned a deaf ear to some of their tentative words in language and said that they were fartful.

But unexpectedly, Wu Yiping's laissez-faire encouraged their turbulent hearts. In recent days, he has become more and more presumptuous in language, and today he has beaten Liang Yong and the others.

"What's wrong?" Wu Yiping, who received the news, ran out to the training place at the foot of the mountain where Liang Yong and his team were training. As soon as he arrived at the training ground, Lu Mingyu's men and Liang Yong and his gang were confronting each other tensely.

And a few of their students were lying on the ground, holding their arms or moaning with their stomachs!
Chapter completed!