Zhu Ge and his hands were about to tear his pants, and if he agreed, he became a bandit, and if he didn't agree, he became a ghost.

"Otherwise, let's negotiate, how about exchanging you for the mayor's two daughters?" Wu Gong leaned into Zhu Ge's ear and whispered.

Zhu Ge weighed it in his heart, well, it sounds quite cost-effective.

"Give me back the hundred oceans too."

"Okay, okay."

"Don't go down the mountain to harass the people in the future."

"Don't fucking give a shame!" Some bandits felt that this negotiation was a bit of a kick in the face.

"That's it." Martial arts are happy.

"The big boss, this ceremony is going to be completed, just let the bride go?"

"You know a fart, hurry up, give the whole seat to the negotiation."

Zhu Ge sat on the mahogany chair near the door, watched Dahua Erhua salute him with a hundred oceans and ran down the mountain. Wu Gong ripped off the big red robe on his body and sighed regretfully.

"Hey, the girl who got it, flying, negotiating, if you can't get arms for Lao Tzu, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up."

Zhu Ge shuddered, this weapon is not something that can be obtained if you want it, it is the right time and place.

Half a day later, according to the instructions of Wu Gong, the little minion brought back the luggage from the bottom of the mountain that Zhu Ge had not had time to open, and gave him a fairly good room, so Comrade Zhu Ge became a member of the Wuji Mountain bandits.

Zhu Ge stood in the middle of the room, looked around, it was completely the decoration style of the Manchu Dynasty, the bed was with a gauze tent, the table was mahogany octagonal, and there were several calligraphy and paintings printed with red seals on the wall.

"Negotiating, are you still satisfied?" Wu Gong stood at the door with his waist crossed, his tall figure blocking the light outside, Zhu Ge looked back and saw that the bandit leader had changed into animal skin clothes, with an unruly look, well, this bandit was obviously not very mature.

"Thank you for the master, but what is the true work of Qianlong?"

"In the past, a civil servant lived in the mountains, but when he died, no one touched this house. So, do you see? Wu Gong pointed to the side of the bed curtain, an inconspicuous corner.

Zhu Ge lifted his glasses and stepped forward to check. It was a black bookshelf, behind the bed curtain, covered with dust, and filled with all kinds of books from top to bottom. He was a little excited, these are all books that the Qing Dynasty civil officials have read, and they are all famous books......

"How? Use it casually, look at it casually, as long as you can get arms for Lao Tzu, don't talk about these, if you want 110,000 copies of these things, Lao Tzu will get them for you. ”

Zhu Ge poured a basin of cold water on people, and calmed down instantly.

"The big boss is just a scholar in the next place, and helping the county magistrate steal arms is purely accidental, and the big boss may be too overestimated in his ability." Zhu Ge secretly wiped the sweat from his palms, and said hello first, if it was true, don't say that he hadn't told him.

"That's okay," Wu Gong pulled out two jet-black pistols from his back and stared at Zhu Ge with a smile. Zhu Ge finally knew what it meant to hide a knife in a smile, "Then kill it, it's useless anyway, what do you say?" ”

Zhu Ge's legs were weak, and he sat on the chair with his buttocks, and he was in a cold sweat.

"Listen to Lao Tzu obediently, I won't treat you badly."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving a few young minions, as soon as the door was closed, he stood at the door, which was imprisoned?

If he comes, he will be safe, and what can he do if he is uneasy, whether it is really killing people or scaring him, it is enough for him to bear.

Zhu Ge thought that the mayor of the town could send someone to redeem him, but when the sun set, there was no movement, but a teenage child came in with a food box, screaming one by one.

"Sir, please eat."

"Is Sir really a teacher?"

"Ah, yes." I haven't started teaching yet.

"Can you teach me to read?"

Zhu Ge observed this child, from head to toe, where did he look like a bandit?

"What's your name and how old are you this year? If you want to study, why do you want to be a bandit? ”

The child lowered his head, gloomy for a long time, snorted and said: "My name is Tiedan, fourteen, ...... last year" He paused, Zhu Ge knew that this child must have some sad story. "Last autumn, when my partner and I came back from school in a neighboring village, we found that the whole village had been killed, and the body of the village chief was hanging on the big willow tree at the head of the village...... All ...... by the Japanese Woowoo woo ......"

"Hey," Zhu Ge sighed as he touched Tiedan's head, "The Japanese have done a lot of evil, and the Chinese people have suffered a lot. ”

"Then I was begging for food with my companions in the city, and when I got separated, I met the great ruler, and when he saw that I was pitiful, he took me up the mountain. There are still a lot of children brought back by the big bosses on the mountain. Sir, I heard them say that you are a teacher under the mountain, so can you teach Tie Dan to read? ”

Zhu Ge thought in his heart that maybe tomorrow the mayor would redeem him, maybe tomorrow Wugong would let him go down the mountain to steal arms, maybe he would be killed by Wugong tomorrow, but he still agreed.

"Okay, sir will teach you to read."

"Oh, Mr. yes, Mr. yes!"

Tie Dan ran out with a loud shout, and after a while, he came into the house with seven or eight children, bent down in unison, and called "Sir!" ”

Zhu Ge seems to have eaten honey, his heart is sweet, and he feels good about being a gentleman.

The kerosene lamp flickered, and Zhu Ge stood beside the bed, his heart going up and down. He followed Tie Dan to visit the cottage, and then went to the river at the bottom of the mountain to wash the cloak, and as soon as he entered the house, he saw this guy lying on his bed, with his eyes closed, not knowing if he was asleep or how.

Doesn't the bandits usually go down the mountain at night to burn, kill and loot? What's going on with this guy lying on his bed?

"The big boss?" Zhu Ge exclaimed in a low voice. Wu Gong didn't react.

It seemed that he was asleep, Zhu Ge sat carefully on the chair, looking at Wu Gong from a distance, and what appeared in his mind was a wolf who was pretending to sleep.

"How's my cottage, sir?" The wolf opened his eyes and stared at Zhu Ge with a sly gaze.

"Also...... OK. Zhu Ge was taken aback, stood up and bent down to salute.

"Tie Dan came to beg me to let you teach them to read, what do you say?"

"Under ...... We're here to help. ”

"I agreed, but I can't delay stealing arms from Lao Tzu, what do you say?"

Zhu Ge wanted to say that arms were really not so easy to handle, but his eyes were aimed at the gun on Wu Gong's waist, and the words were swallowed back.

"Under ...... Do all in one's power. ”

"Can you speak human language?" Wu Gong jumped off the bed, grabbed his hair in annoyance, and strode out, "Tomorrow I will ask someone to clean up a house for you to teach." ”

"Thank you."

Zhu Ge's hanging heart finally fell into his stomach.

Wu Gong strode towards his house, and the more he walked, the more he felt disturbed, raised his leg and kicked the osmanthus tree next to him, and secretly scolded: "Damn, why did you fall asleep?" ”

This book was first published on Kanshu.com