At this time, a young man eight feet tall, wearing a purple robe, wearing a black ear cap, with good facial features and fair skin, swaggered into the gate of the ancestral hall, and saw that everyone had just dispersed, and two soldiers were cleaning up the fruits on the ground, looked up at the southwest sky, and cursed in a low voice,

"This dead bird has come down to cheat and eat again!"

When the soldiers saw him approaching, they all called out respectfully,

"Good morning, Young Master Bai!"

He nodded slightly and headed straight to the backyard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info walked to the backyard and went straight to the meeting hall of the two big guys, and asked loudly when he entered the door,

"Daddy, have you come back? Have you sent someone to look for it? It's been more than ten days, and you don't even have a letter if you're dead or alive?"

Patriarch Bai glared at him, without squeaking, and the mages next to him stepped forward and said,

"Young master, please take a seat! Young master, don't worry, I have already sent someone to find it! That girl can't run, this Baihezhou is surrounded by cliffs and cliffs, tigers and leopards are infested on the mountains, wild beasts are rampant, and ordinary people can't go out—not to mention that now that the snow is covering the mountains, it's useless to put on her wings! I dare to guarantee that she will definitely come back!"

"If you come back, you will tie me up directly to my room! Toast and don't eat, eat and drink, and if you don't believe in it, you can't convince her--I think who dares to fight with me? Who dares to marry her except me?"

At this time, the old man Bai slapped the table and shouted,

"Foolish! presumptuous! That's a woman for the gods—how old are you?"

"Oh, Daddy, you just let her go, I really like her! There are many girls in this village, and there are many of them-"

"Bastard! There are too many women in the family to pretend, and you still make too little?! If Lao Tzu wants to build a house for you, Lao Tzu can't explain it to the clansmen--you kid is not serious all day long! In his twenties, the eldest is not small, and in addition to playing with women, he also knows a fart? It is not good to learn from your brother? If Lao Tzu dies one day, will you still be able to dominate the village by your brother alone? Can you still stop the black clan? Can you still play like you do today? Who let you in early in the morning? What kind of place is this? Why are you talking nonsense here? Don't get out of here—"

The old man was a little excited, and his voice was as loud as thunder, and his spit flew everywhere, causing all the mages to retreat to the side in fright.

"Hey, okay, okay, why are you angry? Aren't people talking to you? No, no, no, I'll look for it again, there are a lot of women who want to be with me, besides, can you find that girl? It's still a big question!"

The young master was not convinced, and while exiting the room, he said sourly, the angry old man's stomach was about to burst.

Seeing that the young master was gone, the old man was still staring at the door and was angry, and the mages stepped forward to persuade,

"Okay, okay, the patriarch is angry, the patriarch is angry! The second young master is young and vigorous, and his temperament can be understood and understood! Why do you want to go with your own family? Yuan Jie is also a big man, although he is not as brave and mighty as the eldest young master Yuan Ying, but he usually manages other affairs in the clan, and he still has two times, this is still certain! Haha!"

"The rabbit cub is fighting with the gods for women? Running to us to reason? It's just like thinking about women and going crazy—don't play with your life!

The old man scolded indignantly! This mage tried to persuade on the surface, but in his heart he was secretly happy, and he thought to himself, I just want your father and son to fight among themselves, how much white food do you usually eat, how much sacrificial funds are embezzled? It is difficult for me to keep statistics? In the same position, I am alone, where can I eat dozens of mouthfuls of your family?

After walking the second son of Bai, in the black village on the other side of the White River, there was another fifty or sixty-year-old old man, who rushed out, crossed the first bridge, and went straight to the ancestral hall.

This old man is of medium height, with an old black robe, gray and white trousers, a black cylindrical high hat, a round face, small eyes, a white short beard, and a shrewd and cunning face.

"Xuan Gong has arrived!"

Without looking at the soldiers, he came to the front lobby, bowed to the giant spirit beast three times, and then strode to the backyard.

When Patriarch Bai and the mages heard this, they got up early, and when they saw him rushing in, the mages asked first,

"Xuan Gong is so flustered, what's the matter?"

"Not good, not good!" said the old man, panting,

"Last night, Lao Qintou's two little daughters hanged themselves one after another——!"

When Patriarch Bai heard this, his eyes widened,

"What? Both hanged?"

"Yes, both of them hanged!

After hearing this, the mages sat down on the wooden chair and muttered,

"How is this good? Seeing that the festival is approaching, the parrot has just come down to urge—how is this good?

Patriarch Bai also sat on the chair stupidly, touched his round head, and said in a tangled manner,

"This ******, which pot is not opened, which pot is not opened! Just now he was still mentioning his family--didn't Lao Qintou have three daughters? The boss is still there, right?"

"The eldest is sixteen years old, and he was engaged to the third carpenter in the neighborhood a few years ago, and he is preparing to pass through the door!"

"As long as you don't pass through the door! In this way, you can't pass this door! No way, who made his old Qin family not look down on his daughter? Do you have to execute the old Zhentou and the two families at the same time? Don't you want to live?"

When the mages heard this, the two families were executed at the same time?

"How many people are in Old Qintou's family?"

"Now there are two old people, an old lady, an eldest daughter, and a family of four!"

"Four people plus the old Zhentou family, six people! This two families have been destroyed, and there are ten people! Bai Patriarch, look at this, this-okay?"

The old man Bai frowned, pinched his beard, looked left and right in the room with his eyes, and then glared at Xuan Gong, and said,

"How do you say that you are the patriarch of this age? In the past, my Bai clan gave people away, which family had problems? Although I don't want to, the people of the clan know how to take care of the overall situation and give up their small family to protect everyone! Now that it's your turn to be a member of the black clan, you will be greedy for life and afraid of death, and if you don't run away, you will hang yourself? Do you still have any rules?"

Xuan Gong, who said this, stood by the wall with his head bowed, not knowing how to explain?

"Kill! If you can't hand over people when the time comes, kill them all for me! Look at how many of you are not afraid of death?! Big deal, my Bai clan will take people on top!"

The old man slapped the table and shouted. It was like a loud slap on the old face of Xuan Gong, and the old man didn't dare to say more!

"Go back and tell the old man that he can't hand over anyone within three days, put his whole family in prison, and listen to the Hou ask to behead him! Not only will he destroy the door, but he will also raid his ancestral grave! Then tell the old Qin head that if he wants to kill the whole family, he will say it as soon as possible, the clan is so prepared! The god parrot has just come down to urge him to leave, if he offends the gods, then none of us will survive——"

After Xuangong heard this, his old face turned pale, he nodded again and again and withdrew from the house, and hurried back, leaving, and he could still hear the angry scolding of the Bai patriarch in the house.

"Bastard!

——

Xuan Gong hurried all the way, rushed over early in the morning to be trained for a while, his heart was not happy, but now he was even more angry, thinking while walking,

I think that the sacrifices, money and food that my black tribe pays every year are much more than your Bai tribe, and they are all handed over to your two big guys, who knows how you arrange it? Every month, the small sacrifices are sent up the mountain by the young men of my black tribe, twenty of them go up the mountain, only seven or eight of them return with their whole bodies, there are always seven or eight crippled, and three or four die--our sacrifice is much greater than that of your Bai tribe! Now there are nearly 10,000 people in the village, and most of them are old and young, women and women, and there are few young men to work! Are you still fierce to me? Your troops are strong and strong, and the people are thriving--

They're going to run, they're going to hang, they're going to have their hands and feet on them, what can I do? You're a bastard-

Back to Heizhai, first walked to the old Qintou's house, saw a few dilapidated grass houses in the bamboo forest, had long been surrounded by the surrounding villagers and neighbors, people turned their heads to each other, talked about it, most of them were sighing, all scolding this God for doing evil, people can't live?

There was a large pile of paper money burning in the fence courtyard, thick white smoke covered the hut, white paper was pasted everywhere on the pillars on the wall, as well as white paper flowers, white cloth sails, and the heart-rending cries of family members came from the house-

Seeing this scene, I wanted to pass on the words of Patriarch Bai just now, but it seemed that I couldn't say it, Xuan Gong turned around at the door, sighed, shook his head, and quietly left!

He hadn't gone far when he was stopped by a few people in black turbans and asked him where he was going.

But he threw down a sentence in annoyance,

"I'll come back later—let them cry for a while!"

Just about to turn around, suddenly a black horse galloped in the bamboo forest, immediately a young man, seventeen or eighteen years old, gray short robe, gray trousers, animal skin short boots, black scarf on his head, one meter seven or eight tall man, square face, yellow skin, good facial features, four thick bodies, big sword and bow and arrow hanging on his waist, energetic, the horse stopped in front of him, the man flew and jumped down,

"Dad! Bai Yuanying is rushing here with a team of people, and he has already crossed a bridge!"

When Xuan Gong heard this, he raised his hand and pinched his short beard, and said with a surprised expression,

"The eldest prince personally led the people here, it must be the old man Bai who suspects me of lying to him? This old fox, he doesn't trust me like this, how many people have come?"

"Not much, a dozen people?"

"Okay, I know, you can get busy!" Xuan Gong waved his hand to the man, saw him turn around and jump on the horse, and was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped,

"Xuanwu, take two people to the old Zhentou's house first, pass on my words, and say that you can't hand over people within three days!

After hearing this, Xuanwu nodded, turned around and rode away.

Not long after, sure enough, there was a sound of horses' hooves outside the bamboo forest, and a man in blue clothes and red pants sat on a tall white horse, walking in front with his head held high.

This man is still tall, burly and strong, with a blue scarf on his head, in his thirties, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a big nose, a big mouth, one arm and a beard, a face full of meat, black and yellow skin, a jade belt around his waist, a long sword hanging on both sides, a big bow, and a beast skin horsewhip in his hand, with an arrogant and majestic expression!

Behind him, more than a dozen soldiers were also wearing blue scarves, black clothes and black pants, hanging big swords, holding long sticks, riding horses of various colors with short half heads, and they were hot and vigorous, showing off their might!

Seeing this, hundreds of old and young women of the black tribe all gave way one after another, leaving a path in the forest, and the pedestrian walked straight into the bamboo forest, and none of them dismounted!

Xuan Gong hurriedly caught up, raised his hands above his head and made three gestures, then stepped forward, looked back and pointed to the smoky small courtyard in front of him, accompanied by the cry of death and life in the dilapidated thatched hut, and whispered with a serious face,

"Young Master, two died! Hanged last night! One is twelve, the other is fourteen-"

After hearing this, the young master looked unhappy, stared wide-eyed, gritted his teeth and looked left and right in the smoky thatched hut, and suddenly shook his hand and gave Xuangong a whip, snapped, and hit the old man's right shoulder, so painful that he couldn't help but take two steps back, covered his right shoulder with his left hand, and looked unlucky, and the clansmen next to him hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

The young master scolded,

"Waste! Damn not dead, not damn gone!"

Then, pointing his horsewhip at a soldier next to him, he motioned for him to come into the hut and have a look!

The soldier understood, turned over and dismounted, and ran quickly into the small fence courtyard with a stick, and walked through the large pile of fireworks in the courtyard to the eaves of the thatched hut lobby, only to see a large gate board in the center of the hall, on which lay two half-sized corpses, covered with gray and white cloths, and four feet wearing embroidered shoes could be seen—

The three old and one young next to him were surrounding the corpse, crying and choking! There were also several men and women who seemed to be relatives next to them who were accompanied by tears.

The soldier went by alone, and saw that the room was full of black and white paper charms, covered with smoke, and the crying was deafening, and he wanted to open the white cloth to see if it was true or false. The relatives all stared at him, and their hearts were afraid, and they did not enter the mourning hall, and saw that the people outside were blocked by the smoke and could not see themselves clearly, so they turned around and came back with a stick, walked under the big and young master's horse, and leaned together and said,

"Master, it's two dead!"

"Did you see it all clearly? are you really dead?"

This shout, the frightened soldier had no bottom in his heart, and squeaked,

"There's lying on the door panel—yes, it's four-legged!"

"the Nima, get out!"

As soon as the word rolled out, a horsewhip fell heavily on the soldier, and the soldier who had hit him screamed and stepped aside. I saw the young master get off the horse with his thick legs, throw the reins on the soldiers, and strode into the fence courtyard himself.

Bypassing the smoke and walking directly into the thatched hut lobby, the three old and one young who cried bitterly did not notice him at all, and they all fell into deep grief and despair, only a few relatives next to him saw him, and they couldn't help but stand up, frightened and overwhelmed.

He stared wide-eyed, looked at a few people in the room, and finally looked at the door panel in the center of the room, the four embroidered shoes at the end of the board were upside down, facing him, he stepped forward to the head of the board, lifted the white cloth, and saw two flower-like girls, lying quietly with their eyes closed, as if they were asleep! The people next to him called for a thousand times but they didn't hear it! The clothes were neat, and his face was pale, and there was no blood at all—

After seeing it, he just threw the white cloth casually and left the mourning hall with a gloomy face. After he left, the relatives hurriedly covered the white cloth again, and the atmosphere of grief was still there-

came out and turned over the horse, and screamed regretfully,

"What a pity!, two little beauties—" Then he pointed at Xuan Gong next to him with a horsewhip, and said,

"Time is running out, if you want to live, hurry up and find me the next ——!"

After speaking, Le turned the horse's head, raised the whip and patted the horse to take the lead and leave!

After seeing him leave, the clansmen surrounded Xuan Gong again, these are all old farmers, for the Bai people, all dare to be angry and dare not speak, while scolding in a low voice, while asking if the whip matters? Xuan Gong sighed and said to everyone,

"I'm fine, don't tell Xuanwu! let's deal with the aftermath—"