Wang Wu is a small character who has been an orphan since he was a child. There were many people in the clan, but after his father died, no one raised him, but divided all the fields and houses in his family. Although no one wants to raise him, they still won't watch him starve to death, and occasionally some old people feel sorry for him and give him a bite to eat, just like that, he still lived tenaciously for more than twenty years, as a small character.

Wang Wu is a small character, but he is not an ordinary person, he is a cultivator.

In this world, because the number of cultivators is extremely small, even if it is just a small role, it is by no means ordinary, but in Wang Wu's opinion, he is an ordinary person, at least in the red eyebrows, he is an ordinary person.

Red Eyebrows is just a small gang, there are only more than 100 people in it, and there are 12 cultivators alone.

There are many sects in the world, they are quite wide, but they still can't take care of the whole world, and in some, even many inconspicuous corners, there are many people like Wang Wu, such cultivators, they have no sects and no sects, they have a certain talent for cultivation, but they don't have the opportunity to deal with them, and their cultivation depends entirely on individuals.

Buried? Wang Wu would never feel this way. There are too many people in the world, even if the cultivators are only a drop in the bucket, this number is quite huge, compared to those who have no talent but face the suffering of hunger and cold, Wang Wu is already quite lucky. Presumably, Wang Wu didn't dare to ask for anything from the middle and high-level gangs.

Not all cultivators can be selected by those major sects, and then rise to the top, there are exercises to cultivate, martial arts to train, weapons to choose from, and most people will be oblivious to everyone.

Wang Wu is just a cultivator who has been in the initial realm for many years, and he is not even a cultivator, and the only difference between him and ordinary people is that his physical fitness may be a little stronger. Wang Wu is very satisfied with the current living situation, doing some things in the township of stealing chickens and dogfish every day, and he can be regarded as eating and drinking for a lifetime, without worrying about family and country affairs, and without worrying about natural and man-made disasters, what more can a husband ask for?

There is one thing that Wang Wu does not quite understand: what is the reason why the gang suddenly wants to double the fees charged to the villagers? Although the gang is now a little stronger than before, even if the number of people doubles again, one penny of silver or one liter of rice per person per month is more than enough. However, since it was an order to help, Wang Wu naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Although Wang Wu did not enter the upper echelons of the gang, after all, he was a cultivator, and he still had some power in his hands, but today he began to resist this "power".

The helper asked him to bring people to Wangjiazhuang to collect the debts, and at the same time informed Wangjiazhuang that the amount would be doubled, and each person would receive two yuan of silver or two liters of rice per month. This is already four times more than the imperial court tax, and Wang Wu's surname is Wang, he is from Wangjiazhuang, or he used to be from Wangjiazhuang.

When Wang Wu came to the entrance of the village, he saw two strangers, both of whom were not very old, one was similar to himself, and the other was a young monk. After walking in, I found that these two people were actually inquiring about the gang. Originally, I thought of two outsiders and ignored them, but when I heard the word "official", Wang Wu felt that his face was a little unbearable.

He was very angry when he was assigned to his own village, and now the two outsiders dared to point fingers, and they couldn't help but be furious: "Joke! Who dares to care about my red eyebrows?"

Only then did Wu Feng notice that there were many people gathered at the entrance of the village, many people with red paint on their eyebrows.

When some people in the village saw Wang Wu and the others, they retreated one after another, but they were not afraid. Although the red eyebrows openly extorted money, they did not do anything excessive, and everyone had no other emotions except dissatisfaction, except for a very small number of old people, there were not many people in the village who knew Wang Wu, or they subconsciously chose to forget about this person.

Wang Wu walked up to Wu Feng, looked at Wu Feng condescendingly, and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhu Xingzong was so frightened that he hurriedly got up and reminded Wu Feng with his eyes.

Wu Feng was still sitting on the stone, unmoved, and looked up at Wang Wu.

"He's not an ordinary person. Liu Shuang reminded that the current Liu Shuang has been able to preliminarily distinguish the difference between cultivators and ordinary people, and the aura of heaven and earth around the cultivator will be affected, except for those who have reached the realm of transformation, and the strong person of the realm can be integrated with the breath of heaven and earth around him, which is completely imperceptible by perception.

"Passers-by. Wu Feng got up and replied lightly.

"This monk is with you?" Wang Wu asked. Daomen Buddhism is still the two major mountain gates in the cultivation world, although Wang Wu is a cultivator, but he is still quite wary of these two types of people.

"This is my junior brother. Wu Feng pointed at Zhu Xingzong and said.

Zhu Xingzong hurriedly nodded to Wang Wu with his hands folded.

"Are you also a monk?" Wang Wu was surprised, this little monk was Wu Feng's junior brother, but Wu Feng didn't look like a monk at all, and the most important thing was that Wu Feng hadn't shaved yet.

Wu Feng and Zhu Xingzong have been traveling for several days, and the shabby monk's clothes on their bodies have long been covered with dust, except for the hairstyle, it is really difficult to distinguish.

Wu Feng thought for a while and said, "Although I haven't shaved yet, my two brothers are from the Imperial Temple. ”

Being wary of the Buddha sect, Wang Wu didn't dare to embarrass them, and said, "It's none of your business here. ”

After speaking, Wang Wu took the group of red-eyebrow people to the village.

After Wang Wu and the others walked a little farther, Zhu Xingzong wiped his sweat and said to Wu Feng, "Senior brother, let's go quickly." ”

Wu Feng shook his head and walked towards the village: "Let's take a look first." ”

Zhu Xingzong had no choice but to follow.

Liu Shuang did not agree with Wu Feng's approach, for this kind of gang, the best way is naturally to stay away, not to mention that the other party is a cultivator, although according to the fluctuation of the breath, it is only the first realm at most, but after all, Wu Feng and Zhu Xingzong have never practiced. That being said, Liu Shuang was also very curious about this gang, so he didn't organize Wu Feng.

According to Liu Shuang's judgment, although it is a troubled time, there is still a natural awe for the people of the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, otherwise Monk Gao Bin would not have relieved himself to dismiss the disciples to travel the world and turn their fate. Not only ordinary people, but also the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, as the two major schools of cultivation, have a huge impact on practitioners.

Wang Wu led a group of Red Eyebrow Gang to walk in front, and Wu Feng and Zhu Xingzong walked behind. Many people in the village saw the arrival of Red Mei and walked out of their homes one after another. Wu Feng took the opportunity to inquire about Red Eyebrows again.

This inquiry was not tight, and the crowd suddenly exploded, and for a while there were different opinions.

"These young people, don't learn well!"

"In the early years, I said they couldn't do it, they stole chickens and dogs all day long, you see, now they ......"

"Yes, yes, yes! Now collect money in the village, maybe in a few days I will go to the county seat to collect money!"

Liu Shuang thought badly, and now he was heard by the red eyebrows.

In fact, these red-eyebrow gangs heard it clearly, and unlike the annoyance and anger that Liu Shuang expected, only people in these gangs lowered their heads in shame. They are also young people, and they are also ashamed, and it is inevitable that they will be a little ashamed to be said like this.

Seeing the reactions of these people, Liu Shuang was taken aback, thinking that a gang was interesting, and it didn't look as bad as he imagined.

Wang Wu kept clenching his fists, after all, this was his "home".

The villagers are still talking.

"Hey, isn't this the son of someone's family?"

"That's what you say!"

"He ate at my house when he was a kid!"

"Tut-tut, it's not okay if you don't have a father and mother to discipline you, just follow these people around. ”

Hearing this, Wang Wu finally couldn't hold it anymore and turned his head to look at these villagers.

Liu Shuang felt bad when he saw it, and sure enough, the sentence "Disaster comes from the mouth" is true.

"Enough!"

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Two voices rang out at the same time.