When a few minions heard this, they immediately replied, "Yes." "And the little minion who brought this messenger in just now, seeing that the 'little rudder master' had not yet blamed him, he rushed forward, wanting to make meritorious contributions, and hurriedly bowed his head and bent over, so he was about to drag the bloody corpse out.

And when the 'small rudder master' saw it, he shouted to the minion: "Slow down!" The minion was startled, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and only stood aside obediently, waiting for the 'small rudder master' to speak. I only heard the 'little rudder master' say to him: "You who don't have long eyes, and let the wild thief in the fine work, so quickly want to drag out the corpse, escape from me, and escape from my punishment?"

When the little minion heard this, he quickly knelt down and said, "Please be gracious to the king......!" The little one saw that his waist card and other things were the same as those of my tribe's messenger, and they were not fake, so the little one really didn't see it!

I only heard the 'little rudder master' say again: "It's the same as the waist card, what's so rare! Now that gang of wild thieves, even the master of the Flying Knife Hall can be injured, isn't it even easier for the little messengers in these rudders, that gang of pirates, to rob their outfits?" Immediately, he turned his head and shouted to all the minions in front of him: "You all listen, now that the wild bandits are rampant, it seems that they have lurked on the edge of my tribe, and all outsiders who want to enter my rudder in the future, regardless of whether they have the main rudder or the rest of the rudder waist cards, will all notify me as soon as possible!" If any of you, whoever it is, will not be spared if such a thing happens again, do you hear that?"

When these 'minions' heard this, they replied in unison: "Yes!"

Then the 'little rudder' turned to the minion who had brought in the messenger and said, "How do you say I should punish you this time?"

This little minion, listening to the words of the 'small rudder master' just now, thought that it was not an example, just secretly happy, who wanted this 'small rudder master', he turned the spearhead to himself again, and was so frightened that he trembled again, begging for mercy: "Please let the king spare the little one this time......

And the 'little helmsman', seeing that this minion looked sincere, and knew that he had wronged him, said, "Well, this time I will show mercy and spare you from death." But remember, sparing you from dying is not no punishment! After you dispose of the corpse, no matter what you do, whether you rob or buy it, you have to prepare a battle robe for me, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!"

When the little minion heard this, he was like a life-saving straw, and he just shouted again and again: "Thank you for your mercy! Thank you for your mercy!" This 'little rudder master' glanced at it and said, "Go!"

Immediately, the little minion dragged the messenger's corpse and went down, leaving only the rest of the minions in the house, cleaning up the bloodstains.

And the 'Little Helm Master' also hurriedly turned his head, stretched out his hand and smiled at the Flying Knife Master: "Flying Knife Hall Master!

Before the little minions broke into the house, the knife man had already taken the letter from the messenger into his arms. At this moment, this flying knife man couldn't wait to find a place where there was a lack of people, and opened the letter to inspect it, but to see what kind of conspiracy Master Nahai and Master Na Liang had conspired in the letter! Therefore, he gladly accepted the proposal of the extremely arrogant 'Little Helmsman' to his subordinates, and without saying a word, he went out of the house with the 'Little Helmsman'.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the door, the knifeman looked around and saw that the little minion who had just been drunk by the 'Little Helm Master' had dragged the messenger's body to a distant clearing. Then, I don't know what powdery stuff was sprinkled on the corpse's body. The flying knifeman walked side by side with the 'small rudder master', and thought to himself: "Could it be that you use corpse powder to dispose of the corpse?" So, the flying knifeman squinted at the 'small rudder master', but saw this 'small rudder master', his expression was arrogant at the moment, and he didn't even look at the little minions!

Then, the flying knifeman saw the little minion who was disposing of the corpse, and sprinkled powder on the corpse. But then, he hurried away from the corpse, and took a bow and arrow from the side, and hid behind a haystack in the tribe, and stared at the corpse as if waiting for something.

The sharp-eyed flying knifeman became more and more suspicious the more he looked at it, and immediately stopped, and couldn't help but look at the little minion blankly. Seeing that the 'flying knifeman' stopped and watched, this 'small rudder master' had no choice but to wait by his side with a smile on his face.

The knifeman couldn't help but ask, "What is he doing?"

The 'little helmsman' himself was puzzled, so he said, "Let's look at this useless thing, what are we going to do?" and looked at it in wonder.

Immediately, only listening to the "pop pop", the sound of wings in the sky, the flying knife man couldn't help but think that the flying pigeon that went out to deliver the letter had returned. Who would have thought that it would be a few eagles, hovering in the sky, and they would swoop in. When the flying knife man saw it, he was instantly frightened, and he couldn't help but hold the flying knife, and when the big eagle attacked him, he flew out with a knife. But who would have thought, after a few eagles circled at low altitude for a few times, they swooped down one after another towards the corpse that was sprinkled with powder. Then the eagles landed beside the corpse, opened their beaks, and tore at the messenger's corpse.

The knife man only then became clear: it turned out that the little minion just now had sprinkled the messenger's corpse with spice powder that attracted the eagle. I can't help but think that this little minion, although humble, still has some ideas.

After a while, I saw those eagles, and they tore the corpses into a mess. The eagle's belly gradually grew, and the more it ate, the fuller it became, and it was about to be unable to fly. At this time, the little minion was hiding behind the haystack, and was tightening the big bow, and then with a "whoosh", a cold arrow flew out from behind the haystack, and hit the belly of an eagle that ate the most gluttony. The giant eagle hissed and fell to the ground. When the rest of the eagles saw this, they flew up in fright and fled towards it. This is really a big drama, "the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind".

The knifeman saw it from a distance, and couldn't help clapping his hands and shouting, "Okay!" The little slave who shot the arrow was startled, and looked back at the knifeman and the 'small rudder'.

But this 'little rudder master' took this credit on himself and said: "Alas! This kid is not indebted to me for teaching him in the past!" And in fact, this method of catching eagles is really this little minion, seeing that he has introduced the fine work of wild thieves, in order to survive, in order to be able to sew a robe and prepare fabrics for this 'small rudder master', he came up with it himself. And this 'small helmsman' took the credit on himself.