The best disguise technique is to make yourself suddenly very fat or thin.

When Guo Yang saw the white and chubby Wang beard, he was stunned for a long time, and then he came back to his senses and smiled.

The mighty and fierce Yanren Wang Huzi, in order to hide himself over the years, actually raised a big fat pig, white and fat, and his eyes were almost squeezed into thin slits.

"It seems that this disguise technique is quite hard." Guo Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, drinking slowly.

Wang Huzi had already been frightened into a puddle of mud, and sat on the ground with his head down, not daring to look at Guo Yang's smiling expression.

He had seen Guo Yang's methods, and since he revealed the information of the grassland caravan to Gongzi Ke of Yan State, killing more than 20 young people, Wang Huzi had completely hidden.

He traveled to several places, eager to go to heaven and earth, and finally found that the best way to hide was to completely change his identity.

So, he became the shopkeeper of Jiang.

After several years of binge eating and drinking, Wang Huzi turned himself into a big fat man. He ate desperately and slept desperately every day, pinching his nose to fill his mouth and stomach, not daring to relax in the slightest.

However, this dog's Guo Yang has actually hidden a few nails in his stomach a long time ago, and he has already thought of a way to clean him up.

"Wang Huzi, I heard that you eat a leg of mutton, two plates of big fatty meat, and drink half a bowl of lard every day, no wonder you are so well maintained." Anu, who was sitting on the side and drinking silently, said suddenly.

The fat on Wang's beard's face trembled, and he crawled with some difficulty to turn around, and said respectfully to Anu: "Yes, Brother Anu." ”

Anu stopped talking, just looked at the king's beard and sneered, it seemed that he would never finish drinking a jue of wine.

Wang's beard sweated like rain, and the horn fell to the ground, and soon a large piece of it was wet.

Guo Yang didn't speak, he slowly drank the wine, and then poured another jue, which seemed endless.

In the tent, there were a few other people, Ah Jiu, Ah Mu, Ah Tu, and the damn Ah Jin. These dogs have unkempt hair, eat and drink, have no heart and lungs, and don't even look at the king's beard, it's not a good thing to look at.

Guo ...... Lord, the king's beard should be damned, I beg you to give me a good time. At last the king's beard could not take it anymore and began to plead bitterly.

In his early years, he was also a man, and he was quite ambitious.

But as he got more and more money in his hands, his body became fatter and fatter, and he finally became a coward.

He said that he wanted to be happy, but in fact, from the bottom of his heart, he still hoped to live, and he had even thought that in this life and this life, he would never betray Guo Yang again, he wanted to be a complete dog slave Wang Huzi.

"I also have a hard time, my lord, since you withdrew into the grassland, on the surface I have been very prosperous and made a lot of money. Actually, I have long been targeted by Ji Ke, the prince of Yan Kingdom, who is both soft and hard, and wants me to cooperate with him, otherwise, not only will I have to find a way to kill me, but also completely wipe out our caravan. ”

"That dog is not a person, he looks like a decent gentleman, but he is a jackal through and through, just like his old and immortal father Zhou Gongzao, he is a hypocrite through and through, bad coward!"

"Seventy or eighty percent of the profits that our people have worked so hard for go into the pockets of their fathers and sons. Ji Ke recruited troops in Yan State and quietly expanded his power, and Zhou Gongzao used the power in his hands to build a net of heaven and earth in Haojing and Luoyi, which was simply a poisonous snake hidden behind Zhou Tianzi. ”

"His father and son went up and down, openly preaching the way of heaven, benevolence, righteousness and morality, and ethics and ethics, but secretly, they were a hundred times more filthy than those of us who were bandits."

"Lord, Wang Huzi is sorry for your life-saving grace back then, but since you evacuated, I really can't help it, they control the way of heaven and the army, and they put us merchants to death, and they never treat them as people."

Wang Huzi snorted and cried.

His sadness is half real, half fake, just to be able to live, or, to have a good time.

Guo Yang, Anu, and Ah Jiu Amu's little brutes were indifferent to Wang Huzi's performance, they should eat and drink, and they seemed to completely ignore Wang Huzi's existence.

Guo Yang drank slowly, seemingly a little distracted.

He's slowly reminiscing.

Back then, I was born and died for a shit Tianshui Village, engaged in salt and grain for those hundreds of people, engaged in production with Anu, reclaimed wasteland, planted crops, raised cattle and sheep, and found women for men and men and men for women.

For the sake of Tianshui Village, which had no nobles and no slaves, Guo Yang fought with the homeless people, fought with the wolves, and even fought with those Yan cavalry in a dangerous place.

One by one, scene by scene, slowly flashed in Guo Yang's heart, breaking his heart to the core.

The wounds in my heart are difficult to heal.

Man......

Guo Yang drank slowly and sighed secretly.

He was too good to others, but who remembered him well? Those dog offal, in those difficult years, Guo Yang had a handful of shit and urine, like pulling his own children, so that they could survive, who would have expected that in the end, these people would either heal their scars and forget the pain, and become well-fed and well-fed small businessmen and vendors, treating him Guo Yang as a fart at all.

Or, like the king's beard, betrayed him completely, and stabbed him in the back.

Guo Yang's heart was dripping blood, but he couldn't see the wound.

He has learned to forbear, and in this chaotic world, Guo Yang has finally learned to be hard-hearted.

He stared deeply, for a long time at Wang's beard, and he needed to remember what this man looked like forever.

It's a sinful heart, a poisonous snake that doesn't deserve pity, a disgusting piece of stinking shit.

There are also those Tianshui Village people, Guo Yang doesn't want to think of them anymore.

"Ah Jiu, come here." Guo Yang secretly exhaled and said indifferently.

Ah Jiu, who was drinking, slowly got up and reluctantly walked to Guo Yang's side.

"Master, leave this task to Amu, I hate it so much, I'm afraid that I will kill him by mistake." Ah Jiu said with a sad face.

"Amu is still a child, don't teach him badly." Guo Yang glared at Ah Jiu and said.

"Master...... Actually, I'm a kid too......" Ah Jiu said with a cheap look as he craned his neck.

"Oh? Look at my memory, you are obviously a child, why did you bring Xiaohong to you, I am really a little confused. Anu, go back and have her sent back to Nanyan Kingdom. Guo Yang said seriously.

"Master...... Okay, okay, I'll kill him. Ah Jiu looked depressed, stepped in front of Wang Huzi in two steps, grabbed his hair with his hand, and left.

Wang Huzi howled miserably, begging for mercy, and the uncle and ancestor shouted all the way, and finally went away.

"Master, I'm going to learn two tricks from Brother Ah Jiu." Amu listened attentively, and finally couldn't help it, jumped up and ran outside the tent.

"Amu! Come back! Guo Yang shouted with a cold face.

"Master, I'll come as soon as I go." Amu casually perfunctory, and a few dodges disappeared.

Guo Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly, took a sip of wine, turned his face to look at Ah Jin and said with a smile: "It's still Ah Jin, those two little bandits are not obedient at all." ”

Ah Jin hurriedly got up, knelt on one knee, and said loudly: "Master is the most sensible, to deal with the enemy, you must kill with a knife, cut the grass and eradicate the roots. Ah Jin remembered it in his heart and didn't dare to forget it, so Ah Jin stabbed Wang Huzi's dozen wives and a bunch of children one by one, and did not let them suffer at all. Brother Ah Jiu and Brother Ah Mu, they are too soft-hearted and kill an enemy and return to my mother-in-law, Master should punish them harshly, and don't let them steal my wine again. ”

Guo Yang listened, took a handful of wine, and was stunned.

This Ah Jin is honest and means...... Forget it, anyway, they are all the relatives of the enemy, and only by cutting the grass and eradicating the roots can we get rid of the future troubles forever.

Guo Yang comforted himself a few words in his heart, and wanted to encourage Ah Jin with a few gentle words, but he couldn't find a suitable sentence for a while.

With a "poof", Anu, who was drinking silently on the side, suddenly squirted out a sip of wine.

……

Wang Huzi finally fell into the hands of Amu, he begged bitterly, scolded loudly, and even waited for an opportunity to die, but to no avail.

Amu is directly a madman, more serious than Ajiu, Wang Huzi howled miserably all day and night, and explained everything he knew two or three times, Amu was still a little uneasy, and specially found more than a dozen sheepskins, recorded them in different categories, and verified them repeatedly.

The king's beard fell into the hands of Amu, and it was regarded as eight lifetimes of blood mold.

Not only did the madman try all the punishments he imagined on Wang Huzi, but the most important thing was that he was too suspicious.

There are some things, Wang Huzi has already explained three or four times, Amu is still a little uneasy, he turned his back to look at the confession on the sheepskin, and suddenly asked again.

If there was a slight difference in words, tone, and emotional color, the madman would go out to torture Wang Hu until every confession was completely consistent, and then he would go out to drink wine and eat meat to give Wang Hu a sigh of relief.

Wang Huzi wanted to die, but his fat meat was extremely well maintained, and coupled with the forced stuffing of Amu's good wine and meat, he couldn't die at all.

The body endured the most cruel punishments in the world, and was also a little nervous by Amu's suspicion and seriousness, as long as Amu opened his mouth, even if the madman occasionally coughed, Wang Huzi's heart tightened, like a sensitive fish, lying desperately on the board.

Wang Huzi didn't know where he was, and it felt like a big tent, but the tent kept wobbly moving, as if it roamed the land endlessly.

Finally, one day, the big tent seemed to stop, and Wang Huzi saw Amu walking in with a smile, still humming a little song that only the descendants of merchants would have.

Wang Huzi had a premonition that he could finally be freed.

He looked gratefully at Amu's face that had been gnawed by wild dogs, and two lines of tears slowly flowed.

"Look at your point! Don't talk about it later...... No, don't think you're from Tianshui Village. Amu frowned a little annoyed.

When Wang Huzi heard this, he began to despair again.

He wanted to die, and he really wanted to die right away.

"Brother Wang Huzi, don't worry, with your body, it's no problem to live for ten heads and eight years. Man, don't cry easily, don't want to die and live easily, obedient, ah! Amu gently patted Wang's beard on the face and said.

"Brother Amu, please, kill me, I really can't stand it." The king's beard lay on a plank with his hands and feet tied with cowhide ropes, and pleaded bitterly.

"It's okay, again, just once, I'll let you go." Amu said with a smile.

"Brother Amu, please......" Wang Huzi was about to say something, Amu pinched Wang Huzi's mouth, pulled out a small knife, and reached in to stir it up.

The king's beard trembled, and his eyes bulged out.

"Holy shit, when you killed my twenty brothers, you didn't expect to have today!" Amu suddenly became hideous, put away the small knife, brushed out a big knife, and chopped off the limbs of the king's beard with four soft sounds.

Blood gushed wildly, and Wang Huzi fainted with a miserable scream.

Amu carefully bandaged the wounds, lifted them from his hair, walked to a large urn, carefully stuffed the king's beard into it, brought a bag of finely ground salt, and poured it into the large urn.

"Brother Wang Huzi, I will treat you as a gift to your master of the Zhou people, do you say okay?" Amu gently touched Wang's pale face and said with a smile.