vs 78 Hatred
"As the leader of the stockade, you are not fair at all."
"I grew up in Huanche Village, and I haven't had a full meal."
"And clothes. A few years ago, we hunted a lot of bison in the mountains, and at that time we exchanged beef for some cloth, which were all occupied by you and your family. ”
Ah Ju's words were like a flame, igniting all kinds of memories buried deep in the minds of the villagers of Huanchezhai at once. The words that he usually did not dare to say because of the majesty of the leader shouted one after another, and the voices became louder and louder, and the noise became more and more noisy. As more people got the news and rushed in, the chaotic crowd also became fierce, and many bold people even raised their hands to point at Xiongkui and scolded, with a look of resentment on their faces.
Xiongkui was so angry that he wanted to pick up his knife and cut these damn guys in two pieces one by one. A fierce gaze slid over the familiar faces, and Xiongkui saw Tianhao standing on the high platform behind the crowd. The fury was like a flame meeting ice water pouring on the head, and it was instantly extinguished.
Tian Madness escorted two young men in ragged clothes to separate the crowd and walked all the way to Xiongkui.
Those were his two sons.
"I asked the women in Huanchezhai, and no one wants to follow you." Tianhao stepped down from the high platform and made a clear and loud voice. He stood in front of the crowd, and many people around him could hear what he said.
Xiongkui has no wife. His legal wife died in childbirth many years ago. At that time, Xiongkui was glad that God had taken away his burden, which meant that from now on he could sleep with any woman he liked in the village, and if he liked it, the two of them would stay together a little longer, but they would definitely not get married.
Tianhao took a bulging animal skin bag from the hand of the guard chief Lin, and in front of everyone, he untied the tether on the pocket and poured out everything in the pocket upside down. The people gathered inside the circle could clearly see that it was a thick piece of dough and a piece of venison that had been specially removed from the bone.
"This food is enough for you to eat and return to Huanche Village." Tianhao raised his right hand in the direction of the walled gate, and the whole person exuded a cold and majestic momentum: "Let's go, you are not welcome in Panshi Village." ”
Xiongkui looked at his son silently, their faces were visibly bruised, and there was a little blood on the corners of their mouths. It is estimated that they were beaten severely, and the two of them stood there cowering and did not say a word.
Bend down and pick up bread and pieces of meat from the snow and put them in your pockets. Xiongkui deliberately stalled for time and moved slowly. In the end, he was disappointed, and no one pleaded with the young leader of the Rock Village, and no one came to his aid.
In the past few days of Xiongkui's house arrest, Tianhao has not been idle. The public opinion propaganda work was done very meticulously, led by Aju, bringing together the men, women and children of Huanchezhai to cry about the hardships they had encountered.
The "Grievance Society" has played a powerful role in a special historical period, truly uniting the people at the bottom. The present situation is fully applicable, and once the mouth of grief and pain is opened, it will soon form a flood of popular feelings. No one will remember that Xiongkui is the leader of the village, they have completely forgotten that they are members of Huanche Village, coupled with Tianhao's generosity to distribute sufficient food, as well as the preferential conditions of one piece of cloth per person, no one will accompany Xiongkui to continue to return to the empty Huanche Village to be cold and starving.
Thousands of pairs of eyes watched as Xiongkui got up from the snow with a bag full of grain and walked towards the Zhaimen with his two sons.
After all, he is the leader of a village. There can be conflicts between two villages, but killing the leader without permission is a serious crime, and even if there is a big reason, it is equivalent to rebellion in the eyes of the clan leader.
As he walked past Tianhao, Xiongkui stopped, his bloodshot eyes open, staring at the young leader of the Rock Village for a few seconds, and uttering a fierce oath that only each other could hear.
"Little bastard, you wait for Lao Tzu, I will definitely come back!"
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Sunlight casts through the thick gray clouds, like a fiery red iron piercing a hole in the sky. Xiongkui walked with his two sons on the snow, stepping on dry branches that had been blown off by the wind, leaving a trail of footprints.
"Daddy, there is no one in Huanche Village anymore."
"What do we do now?"
"Yes! That's not enough food for us to survive the winter, only for a week at most. ”
"If we don't go to Zhangpu Village to have a look, the people there will definitely take us in."
Xiongkui walked in front without saying a word, and the two sons walked behind and became more and more energetic. It had been almost a day since they left the Rock Village, and now it was nearly dusk, surrounded by fields and forests, and there were no extra listeners except themselves.
"You two shut up!" Xiongkui stopped suddenly, turned around, and roared at his two sons: "Food, take in, spend the winter...... Bastard, are you all thinking about these things? Why don't you want to think about how to kill that little bastard in Rock Village? Why not think about what can be done to get him to kneel at our feet and beg for mercy? You are my sons, the sons of the princes. ”
The two young men looked at each other for a long time, and the eldest son took a step forward and said boldly: "Daddy, there are so many of them, we can't beat them." ”
The second son hurriedly agreed next to him: "Yes! It used to be like this, but now that Panshi Village has taken in all the people in our village, we can't win. ”
Xiongkui felt like he was about to be to death.
He suddenly felt lonely, truly abandoned by the whole world.
Raising his head, he let out a long sigh at the sky, and with indescribable helplessness and tiredness, Xiongkui shook his head and turned around, turned around on the snow, and walked towards the west.
The eldest son shouted behind him: "Daddy, you are wrong, our stockade is in the north." ”
Xiongkui retracted the foot that had already stepped out, stood in place, leaned sideways and stared coldly at the back: "You guys roll over to Lao Tzu." ”
When the two sons came closer, Xiongkui put away the hideousness and hatred on his face, but the fierce voice did not slow down the killing intent at all: "We will not return to the car village." Let's go to Thunderhorn City and meet the king. ”
The youngest son didn't understand why things were like this, and his face was full of doubts: "Why? ”
"Go to the king and complain!" Xiongkui spat fiercely at the snow: "Let's just say that the leader of the Panshi Village killed our people and swallowed our village, and the king will not ignore us." ”
"But...... But he didn't! After all, the eldest son is young, and his way of thinking is not as despicable and shameless as Xiongkui: "It was the people from our village who took the initiative to escape." ”
The second son also nodded beside him and said: "The eldest brother is right, not to mention that he released us in front of everyone today, the king only needs to send someone down to investigate, and he can know what is going on by asking casually." ”