It doesn't matter if this monk is another monk or not.

Huo Bao came here for military training, so naturally he would not wait in vain to identify what kind of monk he was.

There is only one mountain road leading to the python village, and the auxiliary soldiers have begun to set up traps, and other archers, spearmen, and sword soldiers hide in the dense forest on both sides of the road.

How to hide the figure, as early as a few days ago in the "actual combat day", Huo Bao talked about it, and everyone learns it in a good way.

When the auxiliaries finished their work, they also hid in the dense forest, and the mountain road was empty.

For a while, the footsteps of "Da Da" came from far and near, and I heard someone say: "Dutong, the python village is a bandit village, let's just go over like this, is it okay?" ”

"Yes, yes, they are not the people who believe in the Buddha, they are all masters who make a living on the blade, and it is not easy to persuade them to go down the mountain."

"That Sixth Master Ma, I haven't dealt with it, but I have heard of the big name for a long time, and he is an open-minded and heroic person. Now in this world, it is the time for the hero to use force, discuss it carefully, he will consider going down the mountain! ”

As the voice became clearer, the group also entered the encirclement of the "wolf warrior".

"Stop!" The man known as "Totong" sensed that something was wrong, raised his arm, and greeted everyone behind him.

More than 20 people, all obeying the order.

A man stepped forward and looked at the traps on the ground.

The child soldiers hidden in the dense forests on both sides were a little hesitant in the first few words, this is the guest who came to the village? Still fighting?

Huo Bao didn't hesitate and picked up the whistle hanging on his chest.

One encirclement, two attacks, and three withdrawals are rules that have been formulated a long time ago.

"Whew!"

As soon as the whistle sounded, more than two dozen strong men on the road immediately stood guard back to back, their waist knives drawn, and their bows and arrows opened.

"Bang bang bang", there were figures in the dense forest on both sides, and these people were terrified.

But when the encirclement was established, these men looked a little weird.

A group of dolls, this is a play house?

Huo Bao had already counted it before, and there were twenty-five people.

A monk, twenty-four followers, this is the same as Zhu Baba.

Huo Bao was not in a good mood, and his heart was on fire.

Is this "Dream of Red Mansions" really satirizing Qing things through clear things?

If you really want to echo the founding of the country in the early Ming Dynasty, then he corresponds to Li Wenzhong, who was valued by his uncle in the early stage and died in the prime of life, and who was posthumously crowned the king of Qiyang.

That Li Wenzhong was a young man from Rong and made great contributions to the opening of the country in the Ming Dynasty, but in the later period, he was robbed of real power, and he only hung on a false position, and he died an unknown death.

The thick thighs of the founding ancestor, even if they can be held, are not steady.

This guy likes to kill heroes, and the founding generals have almost killed him.

I also like to protect the short, which can be "short" and have distant relatives.

Li Wenzhong is not only Zhu Baba's nephew, but also one of his adopted sons, who was once changed to the surname Zhu, and was promoted in the early stage because of this blood relative, adoptive father and son; The later period cannot be tolerated, precisely because of these two points.

It was only because Zhu Baba married late and gave birth late that he got married at twenty-five or six, and only had his eldest son when he was thirty.

The eldest son was sixteen or seven years younger than the nephew of the founding father.

Even if his nephew restores the surname Li, Zhu Baba's heart is still not steady.

was not allowed by the emperor, even if it was a nephew, he could only die in vain.

Before Li Wenzhong's death, his nephew Zhu Wenzheng, who made great contributions to Zhu Baba's pacification of the world, did not end well and was placed under house arrest and died.

Before being placed under house arrest, he was accused of "being arrogant and lascivious, and having different intentions", but in fact, he was afraid of Pingjiangxi and Chen Youliang.

How much Huo Bao was looking forward to this uncle before, how entangled he is now, this little face is tense and full of solemnity.

NND, Wang Bai, the founder of the country who can't die well, won't sit for him.

The scouts, who had been hesitant before, were given the order to attack, and they were all in their positions, fighting each other, without fear.

Everyone in the encirclement began to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that they were all children, but they were all cautious because of this posture.

"Who are you waiting for? What is the matter with Black Python Mountain? Huo Bao asked loudly.

The bald monk was twenty-five or six years old, and he could still vaguely see the appearance of a young man, which was the third apprentice in Huo Bao's memory.

He also came out: "We are the envoys under Marshal Liu of Bozhou, and we have come to visit the owner of the Python Village!" ”

"There's a voucher!"

The monk shook his head, embarrassed.

"There is no basis for the words, the rogue has been infested recently, in order to prevent misunderstanding, I also ask the guests to unload their weapons!" Huo Bao is serious.

Before the monk could speak, the people behind him stopped doing it.

"Unload what? Haven't asked who you are? ”

"yes, who are you? A bunch of little cubs, let's go home and nurse! ”

"The little cub is playing at home, making trouble on Lao Tzu's head?"

There is a lot of gossip here, and they all talk about Huo Baolai.

Huo Bao only raised his arm: "Shoot!" ”

"Whoosh!"

In all directions, more than a dozen arrows shot at the mountain road.

Although it did not fall on the people, it was only a foot in front of them.

It's a shock!

The strong men seemed to be pinched by their throats, only a young man with a gun jumped in front of the monk, covered him tightly, and glared at Huo Bao angrily: "Bastard boy, who is it, what do you hurt?" ”

Everyone looked at Huo Bao in unison.

Huo Bao said lightly: "In order to prevent misunderstanding, please also ask the guests to unload their weapons!" ”

"You ......" The young man was furious and raised his gun to step forward, but was stopped by the monk.

The monk took two steps forward and looked at Huo Bao for a long time, then smiled: "Xiaobao? It's really a little treasure! ”

Seven years have passed, Huo Bao's nephew remembers his uncle, and the uncle of Apprentice San naturally remembers his nephew.

The more Huo Bao grew up, the more Xiao's mother and Uncle Xiao, he felt familiar at first sight, and when he recognized it carefully, he was right with Xiaobao when he was a child.

Although the third disciple has been a monk for several years, he is forced to make a living, and it is difficult to give up his blood relationship, and he is most worried about a nephew and a nephew. The reason why he took the initiative to ask for orders to go south to "recover" Quyang was also to take the opportunity to find news of his nephew.

Now that my nephew and uncle are seeing each other, I am really full of joy.

Huo Bao just wanted to "hahaha" in his heart, but fortunately, the author of the Red Mansion sublimated the character prototype. Otherwise, the five or six similar faces of his fellow apprentice three would really be "realistic", would he still be able to see people?

Huo Bao was called to reveal his identity, and his face showed a little ignorance, as if he had doubts.

"Huh? This kid looks like Du Tong when he was a child, who is this? The bearded man said curiously.

The young man with the gun also answered: "Hey, if you look closely, it is indeed the third brother who was like back then!" This is...... The iron egg of the big brother's family? ”

"It's not an iron egg, it's my nephew Xiaobao!" Tu San said with a smile.

Huo Bao seemed to be still identifying people, and did not answer.

Huo Bao listened to the words, walked Xiaobao closer, and said loudly: "But the third uncle and grandfather from Dongshan Temple? ”

"You are?" Listening to this generation, the third disciple couldn't help but be surprised.

"I'm Uncle Bao's nephew, and I went to Dongshan Temple with the fifth grandfather and Uncle Bao to look for someone last month, but I didn't find it." Huo Bao replied.

Disciple San was a little moved: "I was in Dongshan Temple before, and last month I was summoned by an old friend, and I went north to Bozhou to vote for Marshal Liu!" ”

"Is it really the third uncle?" Huo Bao seemed to have just woken up, took two steps forward, and hesitated: "When I was a child, the third uncle who took me to catch sparrows and burn sparrows?" ”

"It's me, it's me, it's the third uncle!" Apprentice San nodded hurriedly.

Huo Bao took a few quick steps, knelt down, and cried: "Ah...... Third Uncle...... Third uncle, why are you here? …… My mother...... My mother is gone......"

Thief God, don't have long eyes!