In our time, very few ordinary people lived to be 70 years old, but it is a miracle that those old people lived to be more than 100 years old.

Looking at the motionless Hu Lao in front of me, I was particularly nervous, and I wanted to step forward to probe his snort, but I still didn't dare.

Although this old man is not related to me, I have a very good impression of him, very similar to the feeling that Hu Daxian gave me, so I still don't want him to die.

After waiting for a while, Huang Mao was still bold, he reached out and patted Hu Lao's arm gently, and said softly: "Old man, old man? ”

I looked at Hu Lao nervously, for fear that he would not react, but what happened next was greatly unexpected to me.

"What for?" Hu Lao's eyes widened suddenly, and he said to Huang Mao: "Good boy, do you really think I fell asleep?" ”

Huang Mao was frightened, and hurriedly got up to apologize: "Old man, you see the cold, forgive the younger generation for being rude." ”

"Hehehe-" Hu Lao smiled and waved his hand: "San'er, to be honest with you, I did fall asleep just now, but I can also hear others talking when I sleep." ”

As he spoke, Hu Lao picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and continued: "Although my old Hu doesn't know any kung fu and doesn't know spells, but after living for a long time, it is almost the same as becoming a jing, and in some aspects it will be much stronger than ordinary people." Hu Lao cleared his throat: "Okay, let's get down to business, there are not many people in our village, and even fewer can play canes, all of them add up to more than 30 people, these people have already come with me, and I have already explained to them, you look at the arrangement, these Hu San know each other, and they are my grandchildren." As he spoke, Hu Lao pointed to a few big men standing behind him, they have practiced martial arts for a few days, they may be better than ordinary people, those who can work harder, you look at the arrangement."

After that, Hu Lao squinted his eyes again, and when we saw the old man, he must be tired, and he said what he should say, so he asked his two grandsons to help Hu Lao go back.

Sending off Hu Lao, we came to the front yard, the people from the village were resting in the room, Hu San called them all out and gathered in the courtyard.

After counting, counting Hu Lao's grandson, there are thirty-two people, most of whom are between the ages of 18 and 35, and they are all very strong men.

These people stood in the courtyard and talked a lot, but they couldn't hear what was being said, and they still had all kinds of weapons in their hands, like a group of loosely disciplined bandits.

I said in my heart, don't look at the lack of people, it's not so easy to control them.

Huang Mao looked very excited, he jumped on the steps in front of the room and raised his arms and shouted: "Folks, be quiet, listen to me." ”

Not to mention, when he shouted, the crowd immediately fell silent.

Huang Mao continued: "Now that we have completely made a feud with the Flower Gang, we have to prepare for a big battle with them. Although Uncle Shi's revenge has been avenged, I think that the life of that bearded man, and how can a few little minions of the Flower Gang be worthy of Uncle Shi's life, and last time many of our villagers were obviously captured by them, if it falls into the hands of others, the consequences can be imagined.

Therefore, we must not only defend passively, but also strengthen our strength and exterminate the Flower Gang in the future to eliminate future troubles. ”

This is indeed very exciting, and I have to say that Huang Mao's eloquence is still good.

More than 30 people in the courtyard raised their weapons high and shouted: "Exterminate the Flower Gang," the voice came and went, Huang Mao waved his hand and said: "As far as I know, the people of the Flower Gang have been coveting the wealth of our village and have always wanted to annex us.

Although there are a large number of Flower Gang, but we are not easy to provoke, everyone knows these two senior brothers, last time the bearded man was killed by my Senior Brother Qingming, and my Senior Brother Yuetian, martial arts are also quite good, and then increase our group to concentrate on resisting the enemy, I believe that in the near future, the Flower Gang will be completely eliminated. Next, let me arrange the specifics. ”

Huang Mao walked down the steps, walked to the crowd and began to command, he divided the thirty or so people into three teams, each team of about ten people, and they took turns to keep vigil at night. During the day, we should rest and practice martial arts here, because we are here during the day, although the village is not small, but there is a wind and grass, we will also know about it as soon as possible, so there is no need to guard.

Huang Mao also gave us a name for our small team of thirty people, called the West Village Guard. I was amused in my heart, how could I feel that this name came from the mouth of such a person in a world that was hundreds of years different from the civilization of the Yang Realm, so strange.

Now the most important thing is to improve the combat effectiveness of our team, although these people are all strong, but few of them know martial arts, although Hu Lao's grandson knows some, but it is only the kung fu of the triangle cat, and there is no practical value at all.

The task of training them fell to me and Yuetian, to be honest, it was the first time for me to teach people martial arts, and I used to ask others for advice, and I had never taught others in the past, so I didn't know where to start for a while.

Think about my own experience of learning art, I have not formally apprenticed to a teacher except Hu Daxian, but because the family has a little money in the village, my father is also very wide, and I know a lot of martial arts masters in the rivers and lakes.

Of course, my current real kung fu is actually not very remarkable, mainly because of my amazing strength due to my special physique, as well as the strange power obtained after cultivating the Hell Curse, which makes me look so brave in front of others.

Of course, martial arts training is not something that happens overnight, and the main thing we should do now is to teach these villagers simple weapon skills, and the rest of the time to practice more physical fitness and basic skills.

After I started the formal training, I was a little surprised to find that although most of these people have no foundation, they are quite smart, and they can learn some simple moves as soon as they teach them, which really surprised me.

I asked Huang Mao if everyone in the underworld is like this, his learning ability is particularly strong, he nodded proudly, affirmed my guess, and told me that his martial arts are mediocre not because he is unwilling to learn, but because the master said that he has a special physique, and there are many kung fu that cannot be involved, so his martial arts are much worse than other brothers.

The day passed quickly, and Huang Mao arranged for one of the teams of the Nishimura Guard to go to the vigil, and the rest slept in this house, so that in case an enemy attacked, they could concentrate the team as quickly as possible. (To be continued.) )