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Chapter 2 Wild Taoists

As dusk approaches, a pouring sun rain begins to fall. From time to time, a ray of golden sunlight is emitted from the gaps in the clouds in the sky, sprinkling on the ground to form colorful pieces.

The horse's neighing, the man's laughter, and the woman's crying were constantly coming from a team of dozens of people.

"Don't worry, hurry up, and then drag it on, and you'll be all going to chop it."

There were only five horses in the entire team, one of which was sitting with a big black bearded man cursing, grabbed a tiger-headed knife, gently clamped his thigh and waved it forward. The woman with a crying and squirting body in the team immediately flew out her head, leaving only blood-splattered neck falling down.

This bloody scene did not scare the men in the team, but only scared the women. They covered their mouths with their hands, and no longer dared to cry, and staggered on the muddy mountain road to continue walking forward.

“There is a village ahead!”

The little whistle who was exploring the road came back on a horse and did not dare to ride too fast on the mountain road, but the news reported on the team was overjoyed.

Especially the black-bearded man shouted happily: "It's so naughty, I can finally rest. How many people are there in that village?"

"No one."

Xiaoshou shook his head, "It's abandoned, no one, I haven't even found a grain of food."

"What? No one? Fucking..."

The black-bearded man cursed loudly, and the high-spirited mood in the team fell down again. No one means no food.

But it is better than resting in the heavy rain on the mountain road.

The team accelerated, and it was not long after, the mountains and forests disappeared, and a small road went down a distance and a village was found.

If it were normal, such a village should have smoke rising, or the farming tenants and farmers would farm. But now, not to mention the smoke rising, the farming fields have been abandoned, which shows that there has been no one in this village for a long time.

This is normal. The world is in chaos, the bandits and the bandits have already made the people suffer. More than a dozen rebels and the government forces will fight each other. There are many unmanned villages like this, which is really normal.

When the team walked down the path and entered the village along the fields, the heavy rain just now gradually became lighter, but the sporadic light rain was still annoying.

Many men also had straw hats and straw raincoats to wear, and snatched cotton coats inside, but the women had no extra clothes, only a few thin clothes close to their bodies, which were wet by the heavy rain just now and shivered.

The black-bearded man rode his horse and looked around from a high place. Sure enough, it was a abandoned village. Maybe it was looted by bandits or officers and soldiers. Some of the villagers' doors were kicked down, and some of the houses were burned by fire. The bones that faintly emerged from the soil were still explaining their tragic fate.

No need to think about it, the black-bearded man also knew that there was a grain of rice in the house.

What can I do?

I can only continue to eat dry food, but I will finish the dry food for a few days. What should I do then?

The black-bearded man was so angry that he had a headache. Originally, his rebel army had a great reputation and made the official army frightened and uncomfortable! But the good times didn't last long. Suddenly, a strange official army attacked. The rebel army was defeated in one battle and fled in all directions. The sentry team he led was running fast enough, but he didn't know where he ran.

The dry food I carried along the way was almost finished, and it was impossible for people not to eat. The black-bearded man glanced back and thought that it would be a waste to kill a woman just now...

Without waiting for the black-bearded man to give orders, the men around rushed into the houses to search. Unfortunately, as he thought, his subordinates came out in tears. Not to mention looting, the house was so empty that even the bandits wanted to leave something when they saw it.

"Mr. Shou, the yard in front looks pretty good..."

His subordinates pointed to the courtyard at the front of the village. Compared with the fence walls of the surrounding courtyards, the walls made of loess mud and stones in the front courtyard were piled up with loess mud and stones. That was a "rich family".

If you want to live in a good house, you must live in a good house.

"It's there!"

The black-bearded man waved the whip on his hand, and the team moved forward and soon arrived in front of the courtyard.

He easily dismounted the horse and handed the reins to the whistleman beside him. Someone pushed the door in advance and as soon as he entered, he heard a shout in front of him: "Hey, why is there a donkey here?"

"What kind of donkey, your fork bag is a mule!"

The companion said disdainfully.

The black-bearded man followed in, "What are you all quarrels? Where did the mule come from?"

The courtyard is quite large, but it is raining now, it is muddy, with a well and a half-damaged livestock shed. There is a large body under the shed, which looks like a horse, but has long ears and small hooves. It looks like a donkey at first glance, but those with experience can tell at first that it is a mule. This mule is bigger than a donkey and stronger than an ordinary horse, and is an excellent cavalry. After the rebel army started, in addition to the cavalry team, this mule is much more useful than a horse and a donkey on rugged and difficult mountain roads.

Therefore, it is not surprising that people can see mules. The strange thing is that how could there be a mule in this abandoned mountain village?

Moreover, the black-bearded man saw that there was still luggage on this mule?

Is anyone here?

Before the black-bearded man could speak, he came in and held the horse's whistle and shouted, "Why is there a duck?"

Before he could see it, as the whistleman shouted, everyone who came in saw a fat white duck coming out of his head in the haystack in the shed.

"quack……"

The fat duck screamed, and immediately made everyone drool all over the floor.

"All of a bastard, there are still people here!"

The black-bearded man roared and slapped the whistle next to him.

The whistle hand was slapped and dizzy, while the others pulled out their knives and looked at several houses in the courtyard.

"Search it for me!"

The black-bearded man gave the order, accompanied by the "click" sound of the door opening, and as the main door opened and closed, a figure stood in front of the door.

"Where did the Wild Taoist Priest come from?"

The black-bearded man was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the figure wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a disheveled head and a dirt-faced face, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the wild Taoist priest was.

He reached out to stop his subordinates' impulse and said vigilantly: "That Taoist, who are you? Where are you from?"

The wild Taoist priest stood at the door, motionless, lowered his head and let his long hair cover his face, murmured: "The head hurts so much."

"What is he talking about?"

"I didn't understand."

"Mr. Wing?"

His subordinates looked at the black-bearded man.

The Black-bearded Man hesitated for a moment. His rebel army was in rebellion. A Taoist priest was acting under the tent of the "Old Eye King" and had many good and bad hexagrams. Therefore, the old Eye King respected Taoist priests very much and did not allow the sixteen rebel army to injure monks.
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