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"Boy, Lao Tzu is a bandit, specializing in murder, how much money and property he has on him, take it all out, Lao Tzu will not kill you if he is in a good mood, otherwise today next year will be your sacrifice day."

"I don't have any money, but I have money at home."

"It can be seen that you have money in your family, do you think Lao Tzu will follow you to the house, today you can get the money and you can live, or you will go to the ground, Lao Tzu will do what he says."

"You are bandits for money, what's the use of killing people, there are so many homeless people on the road, why don't you do it, you kill me, you can't get any benefits, you don't kill me, you can get money."

Listening to Wu Fanhui's words, the middle-aged man scratched his scalp, as if he couldn't make a decision for a while.

"Boy, tell me how to get the money."

"It's very simple, I wrote a letter to my family, saying that I was short of money for studying in the school, and I asked my father and mother to send someone to send money, so that you can get the money and I can save my life."

The middle-aged man nodded and laughed.

"Haha... A reader is a reader, this method is good... ”

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, a person next to him spoke.

"Boss, if this kid writes to his family, then we'll be in trouble...

The middle-aged man's smile disappeared immediately, and he stared at Wu Fanhui viciously.

"You kid lied to me, if you write to your family to report it, we will be fooled."

Wu Fanhui had a sneering look on his face, the middle-aged bandit who was called the boss had developed limbs and a simple mind, and he was very easy to fool, and the people around him could not be so powerful, it seemed that as long as he dealt with it carefully, he would definitely be able to get out of danger.

"How can I send a message to my family, my home is in Peach Blossom Town, so far away, even if someone comes to save me, the whip is beyond reach, you can do it a long time ago, I still want to live, I won't do such a stupid thing, in this way, the letter I wrote, you can send someone to the county seat, find a literate fortune teller to see what is written, if there is a message on it, I will be at your disposal, you can send someone to my house, I wrote on the letter, give the money to the person who came to my family, help me send it to the county seat...

Wu Fanhui nodded while saying that the middle-aged man was indeed a foolproof strategy, and he could get money.

"Boy, you are very good, hurry up and write a letter, ask your father and mother to take out ten taels of silver, and Lao Tzu will spare your life."

Wu Fanhui smiled and nodded, but a murderous aura burst out in his heart, and his mouth was ten taels of silver, you must know that it was the expenses of the Zhuang family for about ten years, so the lion opened his mouth, wouldn't it completely ruin a family, these bandits did not dare to do it against the government, but they did it to ordinary people, and it was not worthy of forgiveness.

Wu Fanhui took out a pen and paper inkstone from his arms, and began to write a letter on the official road, the place where he paid was Xinglin Village, Taohua Town, which is the hometown of Mr. Yan Qi, about 50 miles away from the county seat, and it takes at least more than a day to go back and forth.

More than a day is enough time for him to solve the crisis in front of him.

After drying the ink on the paper, Wu Fanhui handed the letter to the middle-aged man.

"Don't forget to take the letter to the city and find someone to read it, lest you say that I reported it, and I don't want to waste time."

Ten taels of silver is a large amount, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a greedy look, he looked at the two people around him, probably felt uneasy, thought for a while, and asked the two to take the letter, and after going to the county seat together, and then to Xinglin Village in Taohua Town.

Just when the two attendants beside the middle-aged man were about to leave, Wu Fanhui spoke again.

"You have to wear your clothes well, if you dress like this, you won't be able to enter the county, I don't want anything wrong."

The middle-aged man nodded again and again, thinking that the young man in front of him had reminded him very well.

Soon, there was a middle-aged man, a teenager, and a Tuguhun horse left on the official road.

Watching the figures of the two people beside the middle-aged man disappear into the official road, Wu Fanhui exhaled slightly, his first step was completely successful, and the second step was about to be implemented, according to the distance and time, the time for the two people to return should be when it was dark, and in this almost a day, he had to solve all the dangers.

The middle-aged man obviously understands that the pestle is not good on the official road.

"Boy, be honest, follow Lao Tzu, or I'll kill you."

Wu Fanhui followed the horses, left the official road, and walked towards the col not far away.

A sheep intestine trail extends to the direction of the mountain pass, and the road is very difficult to walk, Wu Fanhui gritted his teeth and insisted.

When I entered the col, a cool breeze blew in my face, and the inside of the col was bare, and there was no grass on the ground, and the few trees that could be seen had no leaves, and even the bark was almost peeled.

The middle-aged man dismounted with a scolding, and his horseback riding skills were obviously not very skilled.

Wu Fanhui is a teenager after all, some are bookish, and they look harmless to humans and animals, and middle-aged people don't have to worry.

After dismounting, the middle-aged man tied the reins to the trunk of the nearest tree.

"Boy, sit here, don't move, or Lao Tzu will kill you."

The middle-aged man had a Yanling knife pinned to his waist, plus the Tugu Hun horse, so that Wu Fanhui fully believed that this person was the equipment taken from a certain officer, the Yan Ling knife was a weapon used by the cavalry and foot soldiers of the Ming army, which was very common, and the Tugu Hun horse was not uncommon in the army, and the Mongolian horse was the main war horse of the Ming cavalry.

As a bandit, he dared to snatch equipment from the hands of officers and soldiers, and this middle-aged man was bold enough.

"After walking such a long way, I was hungry and wanted to eat."

After Wu Fanhui finished speaking, he opened the package and took out a few wheat cakes and a jar of wine from it.

There were two jars of wine in his package, both of which were good wines specially made in the county seat.

When the middle-aged man saw the wine, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he walked over and snatched the wine jar.

"Damn, I haven't drunk in a long time."

The middle-aged man couldn't wait to pat the mud seal on the wine jar and began to drink heavily.

Wu Fanhui's face showed a hint of a smile, he simply took out another jar of wine, followed by patting the mud seal on it, and took a sip of the wine jar.

A jar of wine is five catties, and if the middle-aged person drinks it all, even the gods will be drunk.

Wu Fanhui also wants to drink, so that the other party can be more assured, but he will strictly control it to ensure that he does not drink too much, and he also believes that with the understanding of the middle-aged man, he will definitely take the jar of wine in his hand.

This is Wu Fanhui's strategy, in the face of simple-minded bandits, all he can think of is to get the other party drunk, as long as the other party is drunk, he can do it, and it is only a matter of minutes to get out of danger.

The middle-aged man saw that Wu Fanhui also started drinking, and he looked very angry, quickly stepped forward, snatched the wine jar from Wu Fanhui's hand, and then kicked Wu Fanhui away.

"Damn, this is Lao Tzu's wine."

There was also braised beef in the package, Wu Fanhui was reluctant to take it out, but when it came to the moment of life and death, he couldn't care about it so much.

When the braised beef was taken out, the expression on the middle-aged man's face was unusually rich.

Drinking wine with braised beef is indeed a very comfortable thing.

The middle-aged man drank a lot of wine, ate beef, and shouted at the same time, and behaved very coolly.

Seeing that a jar of wine was about to be drunk, the middle-aged man was not drunk at all.

Wu Fanhui was a little anxious, how could this person's alcohol be so large, a jar of wine was about to be drunk, and he was still not drunk, could it be that he was a wine fairy, if it was placed in a few hundred years, he wouldn't know what it would be like to be drunk.

"Little, boy, is there any beef?"

The middle-aged man's gait was a little staggering, and he snatched Wu Fanhui's package, opened it rudely, and rummaged through it.

When he turned out a packet of braised pork, the middle-aged man laughed again.

A large mouthful of braised pork is stuffed into the mouth, and a large mouthful of fine wine is drunk into the mouth.

Wu Fanhui watched all this quietly, he was often drunk in his previous life, but this drunkenness also has a pattern, if you think that the person who drinks will be unconscious immediately, it is impossible, it will take a while for the strength of the wine to play.

The col was very quiet, even the Tuguhun horse was quiet.

Only the muffled voice of the middle-aged man came.

Half an hour passed.

It is impossible for a middle-aged person to drink two jars of wine, and the second jar of wine has almost nothing to drink.

Looking at the middle-aged man with fluttering and swaying steps, Wu Fanhui's face finally showed a smile, the middle-aged man's speech was already vague, and in the process of drinking, he chattered about his heroic deeds, through the description of the middle-aged man, he finally knew that the middle-aged man did kill a lone officer, captured the war horse, and also included a Yanling knife, some money, but these things should have happened in Yulin Border Town, after killing the officer, the middle-aged man rushed the road and took in two followers along the road, Raided all the way to Mizhi County.

Middle-aged people have no purpose, take one step at a time.

The chatter did not last very long, and the middle-aged man lay on the ground, snoring like thunder.

Wu Fanhui walked to the middle-aged man's side and looked at it quietly for a while, and what burst out of his eyes at this moment was a cold murderous aura.

Wu Fanhui can run away completely, regardless of the middle-aged man who is already drunk, but this is not his style, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself, let go of this middle-aged man this time, and if he meets him next time, it will be a dead end.

Gently kicked the middle-aged man with his foot, and the middle-aged man made a muffled sound in his mouth, turned sideways and continued to sleep.

Wu Fanhui no longer hesitated, he picked up the Yanling knife that had fallen to the ground, held the handle in his hand, and pulled out the steel knife.

A cold air came to his face, and Emperor Jiajing once wrote a poem to describe the Yanling knife: the general was born bold and heroic, and his waist was crossed by the Yanling knife.

Holding the steel knife in his right hand and the handle in his left hand, Wu Fanhui's body trembled slightly, he threw away the handle of his left hand, held the steel knife with both hands, looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, and the blade slashed in the direction of the middle-aged man's neck without hesitation...