The top of Wagang Mountain, the entrance of the cottage.

Li Changhuan looked at the tattered cottage gate in front of him, and couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment.

Is this Wagangzhai?

Why did a cottage piled up with a pile of broken wood become famous in the future?

Of course, Wagang Mountain at this time cannot be called Wagang Village, after all, even Zhai Rang has not yet gone to Wagang Mountain.

The snake is headless or not!

At this time, there were not many people on Wagang Mountain, and the total number of old, young, women and children was only more than 100, and among them, there were only about seventy or eighty who could really be called bandits.

Seventy or eighty here refer to men who can really cut people with weapons, except for the old, weak, sick and disabled, and children and women are not counted.

It's a bit small!

At first, Li Changhuan also hoped to recruit a large number of Wagang bandits, so that they could be used to conquer Luoyang City for him.

Now there are only more than 100 people here, and less than 100 people can go into battle to kill the enemy, and it is estimated that there are not even 50 people in a strict streamlining round.

How can such a little person fight Luoyang?

"Lao Wang, you've been coming to Wagang Mountain for a few years, why did you become such a ghost?"

Li Changhuan sighed and asked Wang Ruxin.

Wang Ruxin obviously didn't expect Li Changhuan to call himself that, and after being stunned for a moment, he sneered: "Don't hide it from the young marshal, the villain has been coming to Wagang Mountain for more than ten years. ”

"It's been more than ten years and you've been like this, let me be honest, you're really not a bandit." Li Changhuan patted Wang Ruxin's shoulder and said.

Wang Ruxin's face turned red, but he didn't refute it, because of the facts Li Changhuan said, he was indeed not a thief.

"Why are you a bandit?"

When Li Changhuan asked, he had already entered the largest room in the cottage.

The room is full of tables, chairs and benches, and all the ornaments are made of either wood or bamboo.

Li Changhuan picked a nearby stool and sat down, then patted the stool next to him casually, and motioned for Wang Ruxin to sit too.

Wang Ruxin hesitated and sat next to Li Changhuan, and said: "Speaking of which, it was more than ten years ago, when the villain committed something in his hometown, he fled from his hometown as a last resort, and hid outside for a few months. ”

Li Changhuan didn't ask him what he had done, and it wouldn't be a trivial matter, otherwise he wouldn't have absconded in fear of crime, and he would have escaped for more than ten years.

It's not a good feeling to be uprooted!

Li Changhuan chatted with Wang Ruxin in a homely manner, and it didn't take long for him to ask him about his details.

"Look at your name, it's not bad, have you ever read a book? Can you write? ”

Li Changhuan asked casually.

Wang Ruxin nodded and said truthfully: "I have read books for a few years and can write." ”

After hearing this, Li Changhuan couldn't help but squint his eyes, and then looked at Wang Ruxin's eyes, and suddenly became different.

There aren't many people who can read and write, let alone write.

What's even more interesting is that Wang Ruxin is a bandit, a thief can read and write, this person is definitely a rare talent!

As the saying goes, hooligans are not scary, but they are afraid that hooligans are educated.

The same applies to bandits.

After some exchanges, at least Li Changhuan felt that Wang Ruxin was a manufacturable material, but this person had a bad problem, and he liked to pick up good compliments.

To put it bluntly, he likes to pat on the back, and he is a free-flowing whisker and a horseman.

The sedan chair carries people, some people carry it well, and some people don't carry it well.

Wang Ruxin belongs to the kind of person who can't lift well, mainly because he is a platitude when he pats his ass.

It's okay to start listening to a few words, and after listening to it for a long time, as long as you are not a fool, you can hear his sycophant tone, so he often easily pats and pats the horse's legs.

Fortunately, the magnanimous Li Changhuan has never cared much about these details, after all, there is no gold or gold, no one is perfect, and it is not a natural reason for a person to have some shortcomings, and the sin is unforgivable.

Patience passed.

"The knife is good, where did it come from?"

Li Changhuan didn't want to listen to Wang Ruxin's sycophancy, so he deliberately stared at his saber and diverted the topic.

Wang Ruxin's eyes rolled, and he immediately offered his saber, and said with a smile: "If the young marshal likes it, even if you take it, this knife sharpens iron like clay, blows hair and breaks hair, it is definitely an indestructible treasure knife!" ”

Li Changhuan didn't take the knife, raised his eyebrows and said, "If such a good knife is given to me, you won't feel uncomfortable in your heart?" ”

"A good horse with a golden saddle, a sword with a hero, and a young marshal's martial arts are world-famous, so he is naturally the most worthy hero of this sword!" Wang Ruxin flattered.

Li Changhuan smiled slightly and said: "I heard you say so much, this sentence is the most popular, I have my mind, you can keep the knife." ”

Wang Ruxin was a little surprised, his treasure knife was incomparably sharp, and it was a coveted blade for countless martial arts practitioners.

Li Changhuan guessed Wang Ruxin's thoughts with a look, and he didn't say anything, there were many reasons why he didn't accept this knife.

There are two main points, the first is that he doesn't like to use knives very much, especially after learning swordsmanship, he prefers to use swords instead of knives.

The second point is that he doesn't need to use a knife, his current cultivation has reached the late stage of condensation, and his body of mysterious true qi is all over his body, and he can put people to death if he hits others with a single palm.

With such a shocking method of killing, why should he cling to a knife?

In fact, at Li Changhuan's level, it doesn't make much difference whether there is a sword in hand or not, but it is still a burden.

Because the knife is too heavy, it is too heavy to carry on the body.

"Big Boss ......"

A man came to report, and as soon as he came in, he subconsciously shouted to the big boss, only to find out that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately changed his words: "Young marshal, Bing Yuanzhen and Bing Yuanshu are asking to see outside!" ”

Li Changhuan narrowed his eyes and said, "These two haven't left yet?" Let them in. ”

"Do you want to avoid it?" Wang Ruxin asked.

Li Changhuan said lightly: "No, there is nothing to avoid, it just so happens that you can also reconcile." ”

Wang Ruxin nodded and said, "The young marshal is still thoughtful." ”

Less.

The brothers and sisters of the Bing family both walked into the house, and the two were treating their wounds before, because of the injuries, there was still a little pale on their faces at this time.

"Young Marshal, our brother and sister are here to thank the young marshal."

Bing Yuan was really quick to speak, and said with his fists clenched

Li Changhuan waved his hand and said: "Brother Bing, you're welcome, you are not from Wagang Mountain, you don't have to call me a young marshal, just call me Li Changhuan." ”

"It turns out that your name is Li Changhuan, and my name is Bing Yuanshu!" Bing Yuanshu stood up with a smile and said.

Li Changhuan said lightly: "I know." ”

Bing Yuanshu smiled: "I'm not afraid that you don't know, young marshal, I still like to call you young marshal, I want to ask, are you still short of people?" ”

Li Changhuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "What, you want to join the gang?" ”