In this way, two years passed in a flash.

This year is the fifth year that Wu Chong has joined the bandit suppression team.

In five years, the generals above have changed two rounds. In the past, he and his brothers have also changed several times, except for the 'problematic Lao Zhang', everyone else died, and the lucky Luo Xiaodonkey survived, but he also broke an arm and became a cripple.

In the end, he couldn't save enough money to redeem his Oiran, so he could only watch the 'goddess' of his dreams be bought home by a fat man with a fat head and big ears, and he became a thirteen-room concubine.

That night, Luo Xiaodonkey cried like a child.

Wu Chong didn't care about these trivial matters, they were all human sufferings, and for Luo Xiaodonkey, it might be a good thing to recognize the reality as soon as possible.

Because Oiran is not for him.

He can't afford it.

Wu Chong, a five-year-old man, is not having a good time on the side of the bandit suppression team, and he is even more marginalized. There is no deliberate management of the relationship, and this life is like this.

He is still the captain, but he has been forgotten by the deliberate efforts of some people, and few newcomers know about him, and those who are assigned to him are also some people who are waiting to die. He didn't know what the outcome of the struggle between the national teacher and the demon exterminator was, but he knew that no one came to trouble him later, and he seemed to be forgotten as a monster.

This winter, Wu Chong received another task.

"Thirteen bandit squads, there is a mission."

"Bring it."

The handover is very simple, the person above takes the task over, Wu Chong takes the task, and then leaves the team.

I've done this before, but this time it's a little different.

The attack on the Black Cloud Village has become a climate, more than 8,000 anti-thieves gathered, known as the Black Cloud Army, and the owner of the village even proclaimed himself the 'Black Cloud King'.

At this point, the country is on the verge of collapse.

The beacon fire is burning more and more urgently, and the bandit team can no longer keep up, and now, except for some areas around the important town of Heishui, there is no strength to conquer other places. Personnel are pulling back, supplies are often in short supply, and the atmosphere in the anti-bandit squad has also undergone great changes.

Wu Chong glanced at the members of the numb bandit squad who followed him, but none of them raised objections.

It's like, they've lived enough.

"Didn't anyone refuse?"

Before going out, Wu Chong asked a special question.

The team was silent, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of people who saw no hope.

Wu Chong turned around and led the group of people silently on the road to death. These people, maybe just want a reason, they sacrifice, the family can get some rice crackers, this is what the material officer said before departure.

A bloody battle, without any unexpected defeats. Wu Chongcai killed two people, and the members he brought were killed by the arrow, and the gate did not rush in.

After the rain of arrows, there was not even a single person in the cottage who collected the corpse.

Wu Chong glanced at the towering Black Cloud Village, turned around and left.

He just ate with his mouth, he didn't think about selling his life, and the emperor of this country is not a Ming Jun, let alone worth his effort. Leaving the town, Wu Chong found a dilapidated temple and lit a fire to rest.

"Captain."

Lao Zhang walked to Wu Chong and sat down, threw a taro into the fire and burned it.

This time, only two of them survived.

Thirty against eight thousand.

The people above didn't want them to live, they were all consumables that were as cheap as grass. When it came to the stage where supplies were tight, the people above were not even willing to feed them.

Wu Chong glanced at Lao Zhang, who was sitting opposite him.

Like him, his clothes were torn by arrows, the difference is that he has fish scales under his clothes, and Lao Zhang's clothes have blue-black skin under them. This guy is really not a human anymore, looking at the breath, it is estimated that he is a zombie, I don't know if the canteen master who was arrested by the Demon Eradicator two years ago has something to do with him.

In the past, Wu Chong might have asked, but now, he didn't bother to care.

After this operation, he did not plan to return to the bandits.

In the past, I was ready to take the official road to slowly integrate in, but now it seems that this road is not very realistic. There was no place for him in the rotten imperial court for a long time, and there was no chance to send money. Besides, he has no money on him, not to mention the treasures of heaven and earth, he eats everything he can eat.

"It's good to be alive."

Wu Chong reached into the fire and took out his roasted taro.

Everyone is not human, so there is no need to hide it. Lao Zhang's eyes only flickered slightly when he saw it.

"Am I still alive?"

"Being able to eat and drink is not what it is to be alive." Wu Chong took a bite of taro.

The taste is not meaty.

After being in human society for so long, he almost forgot that he was a big herring and would be a vegetarian.

Lao Zhang was silent.

He didn't know what state he was in right now.

"It's a pity that the little donkey, this kid has a broken arm, and now he is in troubled times, I don't know if he can live."

"Everyone has their own life, you are not a Buddha, you can't save everyone."

Wu Chong got up and patted Lao Zhang's shoulder, and walked into the distance without looking back. When he wasn't ready to go back, the Thirteenth Bandit Squad would cease to exist.

"Let's go, Team Thirteen will no longer exist in the future."

It's a temporary foothold, and there's nothing to be reluctant about.

At night, the rain was heavier.

Lao Zhang, who finished eating taro, also left, in the opposite direction to Wu Chong.

One night passed, and the news of the destruction of the thirteenth team of bandits came back to the bandits, just like a pebble thrown into the rushing river, and they didn't even hear a sound, but occasionally some people who knew would say something like 'I didn't expect the old man for five years to carry it'.

After leaving the bandit team, Wu Chong returned to Brute Mountain again.

After he left, this place was occupied by a long worm, and when he came back, the long worm grinned and threatened, but after Wu Da master's hammer was blasted, this guy suddenly became honest.

"Hardly anything has changed."

Five years is not a short time for human society.

But for the Brute Beast Mountain, there is almost no change, their structure is completely different from that of human society, except for a new batch of 'residents', everything else is still the same. Wu Chong also went to the small lake where he was born.

This is a small lake in the mountains, not connected to the outside water system, and it is as calm as a paradise.

"The mussel brothers still haven't returned."

Wu Da was a little disappointed.

At the beginning, he specially let the mussel brothers go, just to let him find a few local old watches to come back and add food, but he didn't see him come back after going out for so long, I don't know if he was lost.

After walking around, Wu Chong came to the big white python's nest again.

Seeing him come in, the big white python immediately coiled up, looked cautious, and hid his snake eggs by the way.

"Tell you, are there any other youkai in this place? I heard that there is a grizzly king in the mountains, do you know where he lives......"

The first monster grizzly bear king in Brute Beast Mountain.

Seven hundred years of cultivation!

This is something that Wu Chong had heard of a long time ago, and the mountain demon had also mentioned it at the beginning. At that time, Wu Chong did not venture over there out of caution, but now that the human society has been mixed for five years, his cultivation has reached the level of ninety. Nearly a hundred years of cultivation gave him the confidence to talk to the grizzly bear.

The python looked dazed.

This guy doesn't have a lot of intelligence, and he can't understand complicated words at all.