Dan Tai Minglan walked to the man and squatted down.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong. Seeing this man's face and hands full of blood, why didn't he smell bloody? Instead, he had a smell of sauce, and he didn't feel strange.

I lit the "blood stain" on the ground with my hands, rubbed it on my fingers, and sniffed it in front of my nose. It was tomato juice.

Now these people have become smart when watching movies and can use tomato juice as blood to mess with people.

Dan Tai Minglan wiped his fingers on the man disgustedly and said to him: "Do you want to get up?"

The man seemed to feel that Dan Tai Minglan couldn't do anything to him, so he said toughly: "No matter what you raise, you didn't pay for it. Why? You don't pay for it if you hit someone, even Chinese people hit Chinese people. Is there any law in this world?"

"It seems that you really want me to help me." Dan Tai Minglan said lightly, with a bleak and cold tone in his tone.

Two big-headed soldiers on the military truck saw that Dan Tai Minglan was beating people and felt something was wrong, so they got off the car and took a look.

He came to her and asked, "Leader, is there anything I can help?"

The man lying on the ground glanced at Dan Tai Minglan and the two big-headed soldiers and felt like a little white rabbit, and they just wanted to eat his pink and cute little white rabbit's big bad wolf. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, feeling that this place could no longer be stayed. He suddenly stood up and rushed to the grass next to him, and disappeared in an instant.

"A bunch of little sluts."

Dan Tai Minglan looked at the man's back disdainfully, turned around and said to the two big-headed soldiers: "It's okay, you guys go back to the car first!"

After hearing this, Datou Bing left and went back.

When Huang Xiaojun saw Dan Tai Minglan lending a helping hand in time, she didn't know what to say. When she came to Dan Tai Minglan, Zhang Kai wanted to say thank you.

But when Dan Tai Minglan waved his hand, he said, "No need to thank me, I like to be injustice and meddling in other people's business. You don't owe me anything, and I don't think you need to thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and drove away.

In fact, she was still angry that Song Wen's family was tricked by her that day.

"This person is quite unique." Pei'er said as she looked.

Huang Xiaojun has to admit that there is indeed a little bit.

"You two know each other." Pei'er asked again.

"She knows my boyfriend."

Huang Xiaojun used to admit that she had a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with Song Wen, but she never made it public because she felt it was unnecessary. Now it seems that it is necessary. Because the direction she was going was exactly what she was going to, she gave her a sense of crisis. She finally had a suitable man, and she couldn't let him run away no matter how hard she said.

When Pei'er heard this, her eyebrows slightly shook and remembered the man's expression. She thought that she was not here to cheat, right? For a moment, her face changed inexplicably.

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In front of the Prince's Temple is a wide square, with a thick towering old banyan tree on both sides. The old banyan stems are tall and proud, and the leaves are lush, like two mighty gods, guarding the square in front of the temple.

At this time, some young men from Songjiabao gathered in the square in front of the temple. Some of these people were wearing iron armor and holding long spears, some held long sticks, and some were wearing helmets and sat on the iron armor and laughing with their companions on one side.

The iron armor of Songjiabao is inherited from the Buren armor of the Song Dynasty. It weighs at least 29 kilograms. Later, because it was too heavy, it should be replaced by high-hard aluminum alloy, but it also weighs fifteen kilograms. Although the son of Songjiabao practiced martial arts since childhood and had a better physique than ordinary people, he was tired when he went on a patrol while wearing iron armor and was panting when he came back. Now most people put iron armor aside and only waited for the patrol before wearing it. Only some people who were not afraid of being tired were wearing it.

In the past ten years, many nearby villages have invited the princes to visit their territory. The old people who managed the princes’ temple discussed it and agreed. It is possible to increase the princes’ believers, so why not do it?

However, wearing iron armor and going on a patrol with the prince and his father was very tragic. It is a tradition for children in the clan to go on patrol with the prince and his father, but the iron armor is bulky and it is okay to go on patrol among the clan, so going to other people's villages would be exhausted. Later, the old man in the temple discussed and decided to take out part of the money for indulgence and oil to rebuild the iron armor.

Although the surface of the remade iron armor is exactly the same as that of the iron armor, the material is made of plastic and is very lightweight. Compared with the iron armor worn by patrolling the village, the weight is one in the sky and one in the ground.

From then on, there were regulations among the tribes. When the gods were patrolling the village, they had to wear real iron armor. When they went out, they would use plastic iron armor to avoid exhausting the children in the tribe. Moreover, the young men now cannot endure hardships. They would go out wearing iron armor made of aluminum alloy. They may feel fresh once or twice, but no one would go there after a long time.

After a while, the prince's clone, who had been incense from the villagers, was invited out, sat in a chair and sedan chair, with a five-colored dragon flag on his back, a jewel crown on his head, a golden silk dragon robe, and two stacks of slender cloud-patterned yellow paper hanging from his ears, looking extremely majestic.

When he was ready, after worshiping again, he set off firecrackers and the prince went on a patrol.

In front of the patrol team, two big men were carrying big gongs and opening the way. Behind was a man holding a big flag with a black background and gold edge. The flag was embroidered with gold wire, which was majestic and intimidating.

Behind the man holding the banner was a believer carrying the Emperor Xuantian. The Emperor Xuantian stepped on the turtle and snake, held a sword in his right hand, and pinched the Xuanwu Seal with his left hand, which was powerful; behind was the prince and the prince and the queen were Emperor Baosheng and the queen of the prince.

The head of the Empress Zhusheng is covered with golden flowers. According to folk legend, if a woman follows her, picks up the golden flowers that the Empress Zhusheng falls and puts them under the pillow, she will give birth to a boy, which is said to be very effective.

Behind the gods are two teams of tribes wearing armor and weapons. After passing through the main streets, the tribes wearing armor and weapons will perform, which looks very pleasing to the eye. Behind the team of tribes wearing armor and weapons, there are two teams of people holding flags of various beasts embroidered, and behind them are people from Songjiabao with two fingers incense. They will follow the gods to patrol Songjiabao, and then go home with incense to light them, so as to pray for the safety and happiness of the whole family to make a lot of money.

The prince's patrol team went on a tour in Songjiabao for a while and then returned to the temple.

At this time, five big drums had already been set up in front of the temple, one big and four small drums. When the patrol team came back, they started to beat them. The sound of the deafening drums made people excited.

The gods returned to the temple, while the children of the tribe wearing armor and holding weapons set up square formations to prepare for martial arts. Next to them, some people who brought various weapons from their homes stood there, waiting for them to finish the martial arts exercise, and then went down to play for a while, that is, to discuss. Speaking of which, the gods ceremony held in the tribe can also be said to be training the tribe's people's ability to fight.
Chapter completed!