Chapter 4: The Bandits Are Coming
"You are surrounded, don't resist uselessly, the people in the village are telling me not to move, and if you want to live, hand over all the food to me. As the bell rang, the bandits also knew that their whereabouts had been discovered, so they kept shouting loudly and rushed towards the village.
Wang Meng shuddered and said that the name "bandit" has not appeared in the dictionary of New China for more than half a century, but it does not mean that Wang Meng does not understand. It's the so-called bandit, Beard, I heard his grandmother say that when she was young, it wasn't peaceful, and she made trouble at every turn. These beards are not soft-hearted lords, and they do all kinds of evil to kill people and set fires. The villagers deserved to be villagers, before Wang Meng could react, they scattered and fled, but there was no one left, and Wang Meng rushed into the house to pick up his backpack and was about to run, but at this moment, a pair of big black hands grabbed him.
Wang Meng only felt that cold sweat had penetrated his clothes, "Damn, who?"
"It's me, Minmin. ”
"Are you going to scare me to death, just pull me in this room. Grass-and-sloppy"
"Don't make noise, don't make noise, hurry up and follow me, there is a tunnel in my house, because of the frequent wars, every household in our village has dug tunnels. Don't look at their speed, guarantee that they won't find a grain of food, this is the fifth wave of bandits this year. Our village has long been accustomed to such days, so don't worry. ”
Entering the tunnel, Wang Meng knew that it turned out that there was a big war in this place for many years, and there was no fool who could survive here, and every household had a tunnel, which was not as rich in function as the tunnel warfare he watched when he was a child, but looking at this fork like a spider's web, it was really a great people's war.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the afterglow of the sun shone on the endless mountains, the sky and the earth seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, and the villagers in a cave halfway up the mountain were coming one after another. But it's wonderful, at least much more exciting than his original world. He misses home, his parents, his friends, the food in his hometown and the little pieces on his computer. "Hey" somehow, I found that I liked sighing lately. Maybe he hasn't changed and the world has changed.
Sitting silently on the stone pier, taking out a piece of compressed biscuits that he treasured last, he felt a taste of hometown, but when he opened the package and smelled it, he had a feeling of wanting to vomit. And a group of children next to him swallowed saliva and looked at Wang Meng, "Uncle, what are you, it looks delicious, can you let me taste it, just take a small bite." ”
"Take it all, everyone eats it separately, uncle is not hungry. ”
At this time, the village chief came over with a frown and said to everyone, "It's been an hour, Xia Gouzi hasn't caught up yet, and it is estimated that he was caught by the bandits." We're not safe here. ”
"Haha, old man, we are looking for it so hard. Since you're all here, you don't have to go anywhere," said a group of bandits dressed in tatters and armed with various weapons in their hands.
In an instant, more than 50 bandit bars blocked the entrance to the cave and confronted some young and strong villagers, and it seemed that the big war was about to break out. Although these villagers don't know any martial arts and don't have any weapons to take advantage of, there are more than 20 hunters in the village, plus some young people with flat poles, wooden sticks and other weapons, the two sides are also evenly matched.
Seeing that the situation was precarious, a relatively well-dressed bandit walked out, holding a saber in his hand that kept revealing green light, and said loudly, "We want some food, and we will not kill us." As soon as you hand over half of the food, we will evacuate immediately. ”
Min Min walked out and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, there have been military disasters in this village in the past few years, and the harvest has been bad, and two people starved to death last year. Where is there any surplus food, let our village go if you are good, the old man will do it for you. ”
Hearing this, the thieves looked at each other and saw that what the old man said was not a lie. But this time, if they can't grab food, they themselves will starve to death, and there is nothing they can do in this era of cannibalism.
"Don't move, heroes, don't do it, you can take whatever is good here, don't make trouble. "There is no way to do this, there are few people in the village, and if we lose these young and strong laborers, the village will really be finished, and the village chief has no confidence to lead these old and young women and children through this winter.
I saw that the bandit leader said viciously, "Seeing that you are so knowledgeable, then let you go." That little white face tossed your backpack over. ”
At this time, these villagers took a step back as if they knew who was talking about, Wang Meng looked around, and understood that he was yin, although he was in his thirties, but his face was not white. It's just that these villagers can be so lost, but this thief somehow takes a fancy to himself, how can he give up all his net worth and life in his backpack.
So Wang Meng straightened his chest and stepped forward, clasped his hands into fists, and said, "The king of heaven covers the tiger, and the river demon of Pagoda Town." ”
Quiet, still quiet, these thieves looked at Wang Meng like fools, which made Wang Meng feel uncomfortable. "Ahem, cough, cough, isn't it wrong?" Next, shouldn't they say, why is the face red, refreshed, why is it yellow again, the wax that is applied to the cold? This green forest is not the other green forest. Knowing the misunderstanding, Wang Meng quickly took out his last killer weapon, Jiajia took a single camera, only to see a dazzling flash of light coming from the cave, and suddenly all the thieves were dazzled and at a loss.
As soon as the bandits came to their senses, they heard, "You people, listen to me." I have sucked your souls with the magic weapon, and your life and death are already in my thoughts, and I don't believe you see. With that, Wang Meng clicked on the playback function and shook a few thieves in front of him. Those thieves couldn't help but grow their mouths one by one when they saw that they had entered the square little box after a flash, and gasped, this is indeed the magic weapon of the fairy family, and in this flash, their souls have entered the small box. One by one, they looked at themselves in the small box and were vague, and some of them were shadows, constantly screaming in the box, only to feel that their legs were weak and their faces were gone.
This experience is that Wang Meng saw a story about the introduction of photography in the Manchu Dynasty, when photography just entered the Manchu Dynasty, people thought that photography was a kind of monster, and after taking pictures, it would suck into people's souls, and after decades of development to the Republic of China, there were still people who thought so. Since the people of the Manchu Dynasty were so ignorant, it is not surprising that the people of this place should be even more ignorant, there should be all kinds of magic weapons in this world, and it is not surprising that the magic weapons that can absorb the soul.