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In the endless forest, a small valley was exposed, and there were seven or eight dilapidated small earthen houses scattered around the valley, and between the earthen houses, more than a dozen equally small farmlands were reclaimed horizontally and vertically, and most of the farmland with dense canals was planted with rice and corn, and some were planted with melons, fruits and vegetables.

Located in the tropics, the land is full of sunshine and fertile, and the farmers do not pay much attention to sowing, and are in the harvest season almost all year round. At this time, in the farmland, the yellow rice, the red peppers, the heavy bananas have ripened, the green corn, and the yellow rape are thriving.

Above the colorful fruits and flowers, all kinds of insects and birds fluttered, and in the evening, which was not hot but could provide enough light for a short time, several children chased and frolicked along the ridge paths, and their fathers carried dung and wiped sweat, and also wandered between the fields, taking care of the family's livelihood.

Suddenly, a farmer who was looking down to touch the peanuts and look at the cabbage looked up, and he looked suspiciously at the place where the farmland connected to the dense forest, where there seemed to be a faint sound of animals passing by.

The sound is getting louder.

"Rustling ......"

The peasant had already stood up, and slowly, gently, he drew the stick that had been inserted into the ground beside him, and crept towards the woods, and the right hand that clenched the stick with great strength burst into the veins: as before, the beasts that spoil the crops would never have to retract as long as their heads popped out.

"Rustle...... Ping...... Ping Pong ......"

It is impossible for a wild boar and a fox to make such a sound of gold and iron clashing. The farmer stopped and lowered his stick. However, the farmer's brow did not stretch, but was filled with more intense doubts. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully stared at the position where the sound was getting louder and louder, closer and closer, and more and more messy, and he wanted to see which uneasy neighbor would choose such a good time to run into the forest and cut wood.

"...... Uproar"

The bright light of the knife flickered rapidly, sweeping away the last bushes that had caught the farmer's gaze, revealing a tall and strong man with a dark face, sweat on his forehead, and a face and body covered with leaves, branches, thorns, and pulp of various colors.

Emerging from the woods, the tall man looked to the side and immediately let out a long breath. He quickly squatted aside, wrapped the two machetes carefully, retracted his backpack, and then took out the kettle and poured it into his mouth.

The farmer's mouth opened in an instant.

There had never been a man in the valley who was so strong and tall. However, this did not prevent the farmer from recognizing the tall man's military uniform at a glance, the rifle behind the tall man, and the identity of the tall man. ---- these menacing outfits and weapons never need any explanation or explanation.

Suddenly he saw a soldier a dozen paces away, the farmer's reaction can be imagined, he was dumbfounded, the stick he held in his right hand slipped from between his loose fingers, and returned to the embrace of Mother Earth, and the speculation of chopping wood had long been thrown out of the clouds.

The messy noise in the woods continued.

Soon, another soldier emerged from the gap in the bush. The soldier was small, with a dark face and curly hair. In short, to put it simply, the soldier's appearance is more in line with the concept of the human body that the farmer has established since childhood.

The soldier did not carry a huge backpack like the first soldier, and even though he had no weapons on his back with his hands empty and no weapons on his back, as soon as he walked out of the forest, he immediately fell limply to the ground, and could not get up for a while.

When the air echoed with the gasps of soldiers, the cacophony of the woods finally died down, and next to the panting, thin soldier, the last uninvited guest stepped out.

The moment he saw the last gentleman, the farmer's heartbeat, which was already very intense, suddenly became a little faster.

The last gentleman was neither burly nor vicious, he was dressed in beautiful and shiny clothes and trousers, and his leather boots were shiny, and he was clean.

However, the farmer also recognized the beautiful dress at a glance.

This is a military uniform for an officer.

In other words, this is a body that represents taxation, levy, and servitude; means whip, stick, knife; Clothes that symbolize tears, hunger, and blood.

The old man who was in charge walked out of the woods, and immediately began to look left and right at the farmer in front of him, the crops in the fields, and the houses in the valley. ---- farmer was very familiar with this gaze, and usually used a similar gaze when he approached the trap he had buried in the woods and heard the hoarse voice of the little beast.

This discovery made the farmer more certain and frightened.

Very scared.

The farmer's mind was full of all sorts of jumbled thoughts, and his body began to tremble slightly, and he stood there in a daze, trying to turn away at once, but his feet seemed to be nailed into the ground, and he couldn't pull them out.

His torment didn't last long.

From time to time the tall soldier raised the kettle to drink vigorously, and the officer took out a pen out of nowhere, and then took out a large piece of paper and spread it on the ground to scribble, and after a while, the other thin soldier gradually stopped breathing, and he regained some strength, slowly got up, and walked towards the farmer.

The farmer nervously watched the soldier get closer and closer, and suddenly, he noticed that the soldier was familiar.

"Guo Yilun Chu, are you splashing water again?"

How could this soldier know his name?

The farmer showed an incredulous expression, and his great surprise made him forget the fear in his heart, and also forgot to humbly bear the honorific title of "Guo" directly, and his doubts blurted out, but it was not smooth: "You...... You...... You ......"

"I'm Maung Shahao, Maung Shahao from Bian Jia Village!"

"Ah, it's you! You ......"

It's you! You thief! How dare you come!

The farmer, who had just lost two piglets not long ago, immediately showed a mixture of disdain and anger.

However, even if he was no longer good at concealing his emotions, the farmer quickly put away these extremely inappropriate expressions: not to mention the slightly raised head of Sha Hao on the opposite side, the straight and upright waist, and no longer the usual obscene and trivial appearance, even the new and obedient military uniform on Sha Hao's body also made the farmer no longer able, or dare not dare to associate the not-so-glorious profession of "thief" with him.

Seeing that the farmer's face was blue and red for a while, and finally smiled at himself reluctantly, extremely reluctantly, Sha Hao also smiled.

Sha Hao's smile was quite kind and natural, and there was no longer the taste of humiliation hidden in the sneer when he was stared at and guarded in the past. Following Wu Xiaoyu around for a few days, Sha Hao has encountered similar situations many times, and he has already felt that at this time, his smile can produce a good effect.

"Guo Yilun Chu, excuse me, are the people in the village all at home now?"

"In, all ......"

Out of a deep-seated fear of the military uniform, Yi Lun Chu hurriedly answered, and also out of fear of the military uniform, Yi Lun Chu lowered his head, covered his head with Sha Hao's body, and asked cautiously, in a whisper: "Wu Shahao, this official ...... It's here to do it...... What for? ”

"It's a good thing...... Sha Hao smiled and said in a tone of "you're lucky": "The general is here to read out the notice to everyone, recruiting workers to open a mine......"

Recruit workers and open mines!

"Ahh

It was as if a thunderbolt sounded in all directions at the same time, Yi Lun Chu couldn't help but exclaim, his face instantly turned white, his eyes were wide open, and he was full of unspeakable fear.

"Don't, don't ...... like this" This situation, Sha Hao has also seen it many times, he grabbed his legs and shook vigorously, as if he was about to run away, and his mouth was quickly replaced with a very sincere and convincing voice: "Guo Yilun Chu, don't worry, the general is really here to recruit workers, he will pay, he will take care of food, and he can rest...... Rest assured! Absolutely no arrests! ”

"Really...... It's true, right? Should...... It should be true, right? ”

The last sentence had an effect, and Yi Lunchu stopped struggling, his lips still trembling slightly, and his eyes were still wide open, full of hope that he would convince himself.

"It's true!"

As he spoke, Sha Hao turned around and pointed straight at the gap in the bushes when he walked over with a very powerful posture: "You see, in order to make it more convenient for people who are willing to go to the mines, the general has specially opened a new road for you!" A new road closer! ……”

A new road?

In the direction Sha Hao pointed, Yi Lun Chu glanced at it with a wincing face.

This kind of extremely simple road, which is not even called a path, can only be regarded as a passage through a forest tunnel, and obviously does not make Yi Lun Chu much interested. So, even if it was just a quick glance, Yi Lun Chu was quite absent-minded, and most of his attention was focused on the corner of his eye, or rather, the young officer who was in the corner of his eye, constantly writing and drawing.

Sha Hao had already begun to have some skillful reassurance: "...... This new road is directly connected to Songze, and with it, from now on, it will only take more than an hour to travel from your Guan Valley to Songze Village. ”

Directly connected to the selection from Song! It only takes just over an hour!

The figure of the officer immediately lost its deterrent and attractiveness. The farmer turned his head suddenly, and with such force and so abrupt reaction that he almost sprained his neck.

It only takes more than an hour to get from Seki Valley to Songze Village!

Looking at the gap in the bushes, at the dark and deep passageway, the farmer's eyes almost burst out of their frames, filled with radiance, but quickly dimmed.

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