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Chapter thirty-six true and false bandits

As the days pass by, the gap between Yellow Badger and Xiao Zhengtai becomes increasingly obvious.

When Gu Xingshi sat there, he could easily enter a mysterious and mysterious state, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. But the yellow badger would not only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, letting him sit there was a torture. You can't expect a monster who was moving cross-legged and meditated without distractions...

Therefore, Fu Yunzi's attitude gradually showed obvious polarization.

Especially one day, he pulled the yellow badger with evil spirits and used the demon mirror to test his qualifications again... This time, the badger, who was more vigilant, dared not reveal any demonic energy. The breath-retention technique has been working hard, and the demon mirror naturally has no reaction at all. This made the old Taoist priest more verify his guess--I was probably misunderstood at the beginning.

This "apprentice" is probably the one with the worst qualifications, and even has no qualifications at all! As for the continuous flashing of the demon mirror that day, it was attributed by the old Taoist priest to the reason why the fat raccoon demon was present at that time.

Naturally, Fu Yunzi, who was extremely utilitarian, began to neglect the yellow badger, and assigned all dirty and tiring work to the yellow badger, as if he regarded this "apprentice" as a servant and a servant. On the contrary, he was more attentive to Xiao Zhengtai and answered questions and asked them. He looked so kind and kind.

The yellow badger was very depressed that he could not steal the Qiankun bag for many days, and was also domineering by Fu Yunzi and acting arrogantly. You can imagine how angry he was in his heart.

This day.

The little master sat cross-legged on the futon, exhaling and breathing for a long time. Not far away, the yellow badger gritted his teeth and scrubbed a pair of old Taoist priest's smelly shoes with a brush.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a familiar sound of gongs coming from outside.

"Is it that group of bandits?" Brother Badger's memory is still good, and he can recognize it at once! (The little minion who beat the gong has knocked the pair of broken gongs on Brother Badger's head more than once. It would be strange if he was not impressed.)

Gu Xingshi, whose eyes were half closed, also opened his eyes, a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes, and he spat, "Is it time for these guys to collect surplus grain again?" As he said that, he stood up with his small fists and ran towards the entrance of the village.

Although he has not practiced for a long time, Xiao Zhengtai's physical fitness has improved greatly, and his strength is almost comparable to that of an adult hunter. In the early stages, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has a very good nourishing effect on the body of mortals, making people strong and healthy.

Moreover, as Xiao Zhengtai continued to refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and stored it in his body, the yellow badger could gradually smell a very faint and faint breath of the immortal cultivator began to appear on Xiao Zhengtai... The feeling was like a can of fragrant delicious Buddha jumping over the wall, gradually stained with a bitter breath.

The yellow badger sighed and quickly followed.

Village entrance.

Many people have gathered here. Every time the surplus grain is collected, it is a major event. The whole village of Baixi Village will be on guard, and the Hunter Team will gather all of them. After all, bandits are bandits, and no one can guarantee whether they will do anything other than collecting surplus grain. The weapons in the hands of men in the Hunter Team are the greatest deterrent to bandits, so that they know that it hurts to bite people when the rabbit is anxious!

The last time he was overtaken by 30% of the surplus grain, he even injured several hunters led by Gu Yuanxiao. The villagers have not been wary of the bandits yet, so almost the whole village gathered this time. The little master hid in the crowd, clenched his fists, feeling a little eager to try.

However, the bearded bandit leader did not intend to make trouble this time, but just collected the remaining grain according to the usual amount. After getting the agreed amount of grain, he left very simply.

When the bandits walked away, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before the villagers turned around and dispersed, a loud noise suddenly came from the entrance of the village!

"Crack!"

Amid the loud explosion, a large plaque with the three words "Baixi Village" engraved on the village entrance archway suddenly broke from the middle, and broke into two pieces with the word "xi" as the boundary, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Immediately afterwards, four sloppy men walked in from the entrance of the village! The four men had dirty faces, even holes in their pants, and they looked exactly like the bandits who had just left. Some villagers were already cursing, and they could see that they were very angry at the return of these bandits.

However, Huang Yao raised his eyebrows. He found that the four people were a little unusual. One of them was empty, but their palms were wide and thick, and their joints were thick, unlike ordinary people. The other three were holding black long whips, half-man-high big sword and a sheathed sword. These were not commonly used weapons by bandits. Moreover, the handwriting that split the plaque just now came from the long whip. It can be seen that this strength was quite good!

The village chief, Old Man Bai, looked at the plaque on the ground with distress. His old face wrinkled, coughed lightly, walked forward two steps and said helplessly: "Yu Liang has been given to you, what are you here to do?"

The four of them looked at each other, and the man with empty hands sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, old man, this month's share has increased, and hand over all the food and money!"

"What? I just paid the surplus grain, why do I have to pay it again?"

"It's too much! I collected 30% more last month!"

"I heard it right, you need money besides food?"

"Gambling with them! Our Baixi Village is not that easy to bully!"

The villagers were in a panic.

"Shut up!" The man with empty hands shouted fiercely, "You are just a small village, do you want to be against us bandits? Hand over the food and money obediently, otherwise you will be careful not to die!"

At this time, Gu Yuanxiao, the leader of the hunter team, had to stand up. He had a gloomy face, held a spear in his hand and poked it hard, inserted it into the ground a foot deep, and then said: "Brothers of bandits, the amount of surplus grain collected by us has already agreed with you! I won't say that I received an extra 30% of the food last month. If you continue to do whatever you want this month, our Baixi Village will not be bullied!"

Logically speaking, a spear penetrated into the ground is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. Gu Yuanxiao also used all his strength, and even if the bandit leader "bearded" saw it, he would be moved. However, the four people in front of him had no reaction. The man with empty hands sneered contemptuously and said:

"You are afraid! Otherwise, why should you join the other villages to give yourself courage? Humph, don't you be afraid to tell you that the power of you small mountain villages is in our eyes... The bandits' eyes are not even a big deal! Say it last and hand over the food and money immediately. Otherwise, believe it or not, we will slaughter your village today, and see if other villages dare to come to us bandits for you?"

Gu Yuanxiao clenched his fists all at once, and this sentence hit the nail on the head! After all, each village is independent. Maybe he can unite with each other when facing the oppression of bandits, but if he is really destroyed, he still hopes that other villages will help you revenge. This is a luxury.

Faced with such a tough bandit, Gu Yuanxiao, a decisive man, hesitated, mainly because the word "slaughter village" puts too much pressure on people...

However, at this time, a voice that no one expected to sound.

"His grandma! Who said he wanted to seek revenge on our bandits? Huh?"

The voice sounded like a rooster and a broken gong. The yellow badger looked closely and found that it was the minion who was responsible for ringing the gong every time, and somehow ran back!
Chapter completed!
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