Chapter XVII

Ding Bao opened his eyes for a moment, and all the people who had inadvertently emanated from their own bodies were like substantial coercion, momentum, and domineering...... All of them disappeared, as if they had turned into a silent stream in an instant, and all of them were absorbed into the bright and confident eyes.

He seems to be the same person as before, and there seems to be something different about him.

"Guys, just take it. No need to kill. ā€

Ding Bao said with a smile, everyone woke up when they heard the words, and then they remembered that there was a devouring beast beside them, and they didn't have time to be afraid, so they danced their weapons again and slaughtered them. But maybe it was the effect of Ding Bao's words, and everyone had already consciously and consciously started again this time, not as ruthless as Fang Cai.

And the white tiger on the other side didn't know whether he was tired, or he noticed something, but he didn't resist anymore, and quietly, he was overturned to the ground by everyone and locked it with a shackle and a stone hammer.

Uncle Qi looked at everyone, and then at the white tiger who had come down honestly without warning, and finally had to put his eyes back on Ding Bao, with a deep difference in his eyes.

Next, Emperor Guan Tang made one after another pleas for guilt and defense, and invariably put all the blame on Lu Yi, who was fainting on the ground, saying that today's incident was completely out of his coercion and temptation, and even pulled out what he said was a sore on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet, and even the disgusting thing that the nine-year-old peeked at the widow taking a bath in a vain attempt to seduce the eighty-year-old grandmother.

Gong Sledgehammer was concerned about Mr. 's injury, and did not pursue it much, beckoning them to take Lu Yi back, and after healing the injury, he would be strictly guarded, and he must not be bewitched by him again in the future.

The delicate and delicate little girl like a porcelain doll, sitting in the position of the owner of the village, talking eloquently, with clear rewards and punishments, and well-founded advances and retreats, it is really hard to believe that she is only ten years old.

Everyone's hearts are wide, whether they are really convinced or not, at this time, they also have a lot of good feelings for this little village master, and after kneeling down and kowtowing, they got up and lifted Lu Yi to leave.

"Everyone, wait."

Ding Bao suddenly came out and shouted to everyone, everyone saw him smiling brightly, and their hearts chuckled, secretly saying that it was not good, but Ding Bao was not in a hurry and said: "Just talking about the flag, the edict and the struggle to the world have been undertaken by Lu Xiucai, but to achieve a big thing, we still need to elect a big vanguard, considering the needs of the battlefield in the future, this big vanguard is said to be able to fight well, and at the small point is to be good at burning, looting and troublemaker." This position is very important, I and the owner of the small village has no suitable candidate in our hearts, please think about it after the leaders return to the village, and see what suitable candidates around you are good at burning, looting and harassing the people can be recommended, and Mao Sui is also welcome to recommend himself. ā€

Several village owners said yes with bitter faces, but there was only one thought in their hearts, damn it, from today onwards, which little bastard dares to go down the mountain, Lao Tzu cut his eggs and feed them to the dogs!

"In addition, there is one more thing. Those who achieve great things must be good at uniting and mobilizing the forces of all parties, so it is said that they will reduce talents without sticking to one pattern. However, after the incident, I Heitou Mountain will inevitably face the situation of being outnumbered by the enemy, so I have discussed with the owner of the small village, if there are any of you who are good at uniting and mobilizing the forces of other parties, especially the kind of people who can get along well with all kinds of homeless horse bandits, and turn a blind eye to the activities that cross the line, they will worship them as military advisors. Before Lu Xiucai's struggle is drafted and the edict is written to the world, this person will have the honor to co-sign it with Lu Xiucai......"

Several village owners were about to cry when they heard this, and they all said that they were bandits and robbers, but in front of Ding Tanhua in front of them, they couldn't even compare to a little finger of others. I came up to make such a fuss today, not only did I want to be a real bandit and bandit my wish was not fulfilled, but it seems that I will have to help maintain order in the surrounding area and keep one side safe!

"Oh, by the way, you also mentioned that there is not enough food in Lingyun Qizhai ......"

"No, no, there is no work, I think the brothers didn't make it clear before, we all ate well and ate enough." As soon as Ding Bao spoke, one of the village owners was already shouting loudly in fright.

"Yes, yes, yes, enough to eat, enough to eat. Hehe, the guys were drinking bone broth last night. Another village owner was afraid that Ding Bao would not believe it, so he gave an example to illustrate.

"That's right."

Ding Bao nodded, looking relieved, and said with a smile: "Then I'll rest assured." In fact, there has been a shortage of food on Blackhead Mountain recently......"

The owners of the village were petrified in an instant, looking at each other, and thousands of horses galloped in their hearts in an instant, grandma's, who will mention yƬ to Heitou Mountain again in the future, who is the grandson of the bastard turtle!

After reporting the number of sacrifices one by one, no one dared to stop at all, not to say how fast and how fast to run out, only Diao Baiworm stayed alone, and did not speak, just knelt on the ground and did not get up.

The bow sledgehammer whispered a few words of comfort, she knocked her head a few times, wiped her tears and got up to leave, from the heavy and messy steps, you can see that her inner shock is complicated at this time, this guilt and gratitude brought by the bow sledgehammer's forgiveness should have been planted deep in her heart.

At this point, the remaining old and young people in the Emperor Hall of Heitou Mountain really admired Ding Bao.

The bow sledgehammer is okay, I have always firmly trusted Ding Bao in my heart, and I feel that my husband is extremely powerful, and he is very honored, and Uncle Qi, as an old man who has lived for most of his life, is accustomed to seeing human affection * human nature, so he admires it even more, and even faintly has a trace of awe, which is a feeling that only arises when facing the old village owner.

Ding Bao's injuries this time were not serious, except for the shock of the viscera and the bleeding from the corners of the mouth, most of them were skin injuries.

The two of them were reluctant, but he was in a hurry to go back to realize the plan in his heart, time was not waiting, and his attitude was resolute.

Seeing that the little girl with a bow and sledgehammer was a little depressed, Ding Bao comforted him gently: "Okay, it's not that the two sides of the world will never see each other again, and the distance from here to Huayang is only dozens of miles." I know that you have a special identity, and it is not appropriate for you to go to the county school to study after this exposure, but I can come over, if I am too busy to have time, you can also go directly to my house to find me, and seek the way of learning, there is nothing to worry about. ā€

Seeing that she was a little more affectionate, Ding Bao smiled, suddenly moved in his heart, and said curiously: "By the way, you are such a beautiful little girl, why is the name called Sledgehammer?" ā€

Since they met, the bow sledgehammer in Ding Bao's impression has always been a maverick and can be called magical, her words and deeds are completely different from ordinary children, but at this time, in the face of this problem, her little face like a white lotus is instantly frozen, and her childish embarrassment is revealed.

"Tell me, I'm curious." The more she was like this, the more Ding Bao's teasing heart grew.

The bow sledgehammer hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't resist Mr., gritted his teeth, stomped his feet violently, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed a small part of the lotus root arm that deceived the frost and snow, Ding Baozheng was surprised, I don't know what she was going to do, did she have to smash the table if she didn't agree? Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and before he could see what was going on, the white and immature fist like a big hammer and a small milk bag had already smashed on the pillar next to him with a very fast degree.

What was even more shocking was still to come, as the bow sledgehammer silently closed the fist, and on the rough wooden pillar of some age, she was actually imprinted with a small fist mark three minutes deep.

This?! Ding Bao took a sharp breath and looked at the little girl in front of him with a calm face with her chin slightly tilted.

What kind of sledgehammer is this, this is obviously a divine hammer, okay? Ding Bao knows that his little disciple refuses to practice martial arts since he was a child because he envies the ladies in the painting book, and only pays attention to the elegant things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Sledgehammer, I now promise to teach you how to deal with the Heavenly Soldiers and help you fulfill your father's will, but you must also listen to my words and concentrate on practicing family martial arts from today onwards, otherwise in the future, when you encounter the Heavenly Soldiers, you will be killed directly without the power to resist, how can you complete your father's will? I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect myself at that time, and I will die together with my teacher. In this matter, the teacher has made up his mind, and he is not allowed to resist and refuse, nor is he allowed to bargain, nor is he allowed to be passive and slack! ā€

Seeing the bow sledgehammer pondering and nodding, Uncle Qi on the side was about to go crazy with surprise, if it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, he really wanted to kowtow a few times to Ding Baojie.

Because, this is something that even the old village owner had nothing to do back then, and it didn't make sense at all.

According to the emotion of the old village owner, Miss What is the "quality of the Taoist fetus" that occurs once in a hundred years, if you are determined to practice martial arts, practicing any martial arts is twice the result with half the effort, his daily achievements are completely unlimited, and if you grow up smoothly, it is not a problem to become a grandmaster-level figure.

Seeing her nodding in agreement, Ding Bao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the young female disciple in front of him who didn't know how to describe it, and suddenly thought of the great man's poem "Qinyuan Spring * Snow" that he liked very much in his previous life, and his heart moved, and he smiled: "Sledgehammer, I judge that your achievements in the future must be limitless, and it is not a problem to be famous all over the world, although the name Sledgehammer is ...... Well, it's appropriate, but it's not too elegant after all, so I'll use it as a nickname in the future. As a teacher, I want to give you a well-known name today, well, it's called Gongqin, how about it? ā€

"Gong Qin, Gong Qin......" The little girl said twice, her eyes were full of surprise, and she nodded heavily.

Uncle Qi trembled his lips, and silently recited it a few times in his heart, looking at the overjoyed young lady with kind eyes, and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

While speaking, the carriage was ready, and before getting into the car, Ding Bao suddenly pulled Uncle Qi and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Qi, you tell me the truth, Su Gesu catches the head and you, whose kung fu is better?" ā€

He was particularly curious about this, because Su Ge was the best kung fu he had ever seen since he crossed over, with a waist knife in his hand, and he couldn't please more than a dozen men together, but when he saw Uncle Qi making a move with anger, he was obviously also a master, so he couldn't help but want to compare.

When Uncle Qi heard this, his eyelids suddenly regained into a slit, and his hands were crossed in his sleeves again, and he said lazily: "Su Zhutou is young. Kung fu is good. ā€

Modest, but extremely sassy.

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