Ah Mao had the heart to save people, so he wanted to go back to the mountain without thinking, but unfortunately, before he reached the entrance of the village, he was blocked back.

"Ah Mao, it's dangerous outside now, don't run around," Aunt Wang at the east end of the village said with some fear: "I heard that there are bandits." ”

Bandits?

When Ah Mao heard this, he was very disdainful, in the stories he had heard, these bandits had always been the lowest thugs, and they were the background boards where the heroes were famous for their majesty, and they were not worth being afraid of at all.

He patted his chest and promised: "Auntie, don't worry, it's just a few bandits, I'll clean them up." ”

“.” Aunt Wang looked at Ah Mao with a strange expression, she felt that this child seemed to have something wrong with his brain after going up the mountain once.

Although Ah Mao was full of confidence, Aunt Wang still did not let him out of the village, and he had no chance at all in front of Aunt Wang, who had a big waist and a round waist and could lift people with one hand.

After Ah Mao was picked up and slipped home, he didn't have time to feel ashamed, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, if he didn't go up the mountain again, he was afraid that the chances would become more and more slim.

Ah Mao yelled in the room in distress, which startled many passing villagers, and someone immediately went to tell the village chief: "Village chief, go and take a look, Ah Mao's child seems to have hit a ghost." ”

The village chief didn't have a cup of tea to his mouth, and his face turned black when he heard this: "What is that stinky boy messing around again!" ”

The village chief scolded and followed the people to the outside of Ah Mao's house, where many unknown villagers had gathered, and in the room, Ah Mao was still yelling.

With a black face, the village chief walked into the house, Ah Mao suddenly stopped screaming, and when he saw the other party coming in, he immediately pounced: "Grandpa the village chief!" It's a big deal! ”

The village chief helped Ah Mao, who was crying profusely, up, frowned and scolded: "What the hell is going on with you! I stayed in the mountains for several days without a sound, and when I came back, I was like this again! If you don't make it clear, the old man will teach you a good lesson for your parents who went early! ”

Ah Mao's eyes rolled, and he told the village chief about Yushu's real person in a panic.

"Grandpa the village chief, you heard that I, that grandpa of the Dao chief is wearing purple clothes, and he also has a jade pendant and a sword on his body."

Ah Mao tried his best to describe the unusual nobility of Yushu Zhenren, and his original intention was to arouse the village chief's love for money, so that the other party would bring people to go up the mountain with him to save people.

But for the time being, regardless of whether the village chief loves money or not, anyway, the more wonderful Ah Mao describes, the paler the village chief's face becomes.

He immediately sketched the image of Yushu Zhenren from Ah Mao's description, and as the head of a village, he immediately realized that this was a big trouble.

They are just a group of ordinary people, when they encounter this kind of thing, let alone help, they can't hide, the vendetta in the rivers and lakes is too far away from them ordinary people, and it is not something they can mix with at all.

But now, Ah Mao has revealed his identity in front of that person, and they can't stay out of it if they want to.

Now that the bandits are attacking, if that person has three longs and two shorts, and the forces behind the other party come to the door another day, if they don't save them regardless of what they say, I'm afraid the whole village will suffer.

The village chief is very worried now, he heard that the people in the rivers and lakes are the most unreasonable, if the Taoist person is killed, he is afraid that people will be angry with Ah Mao who did not try his best to help.

"Y-you! It's really going to get into trouble! ”

The village chief sighed and pointed at Ah Mao, but he couldn't scold anything anymore, he went out with a sad face, called the strong men of the village, beckoned everyone to pick up the hoe and sickle, and went up the mountain with him.

The theory of bandits is not based on false rumors, but it is true, but these "bandits" actually had individual identities before they wandered around-

Beggars help disciples.

As a first-class faction that approached Wudang Shaolin in terms of momentum and strength back then, and competed with the Wuyue Sword Sect for the third throne in the world, there are really only two or three big cats and kittens left.

The elder masters with names and surnames are almost dead, and the Pure Clothes Sect is greedy for life and afraid of death, even if they survive, they have long dared not continue to regard themselves as beggars and disciples.

Now these eight people are all disciples of the Dirty Clothes Sect, and they are all people who followed the deputy gang leader Yan Fengyun back then, because they are not used to Lu Seventeen's reforms later, so they have been living a semi-secluded life, but they don't want to escape because of this.

Originally, under the sea fishing documents of the imperial court, they did not dare to show their heads, but at this time, the news of the death of the gang leader Lu XVII suddenly came from the north.

The eight of them were excited about the death of the thief, and at the same time felt the great mission they were carrying, and in order to prevent the beggars from completely disappearing, they decided to carry the banner of the world's largest gang again.

Under the leadership of Wang Tie, a disciple of the six bags, the eight people officially embarked on the difficult road of reviving the beggar gang, and by the way, they also embarked on a journey of exile to be hunted down by the imperial court.

The sky was dark and cold, the mountains were desolate, and the eight people walked on the mountain road, and everyone's face was not very good-looking.

When the initial blood was poured with a basin of cold water, the faces of the eight people were no longer as happy and comfortable as when the incident happened, and they lived in fear and confusion every day, for fear that one day they would be chased by the officials behind and cut off their heads.

The sound of insects chirping in his ears was noisy, and Wang Tie blocked half of his ears impatiently, but he still heard the complaints of the brothers behind him: "Brother Wang, where are we going?" ”

This question is not the first time Wang Tie has heard it, and the purpose of the other party's question is not to determine a destination, but to ask clearly, if they continue to persist like this, there is a way out.

Whether there is a way out, Wang Tie is also confused, but he is very sure that if he turns back, there is only a dead end, so he has no choice.

So Wang Tie had to stop and turn around to comfort the other party: "Good brother, hold on for a while, and when we enter Shu and have the protection of the Qingcheng faction, we can rest easy." ”

Wang Tie's words didn't make everyone cheer up, they were really scared by the imperial court, and they couldn't fully believe that the Qingcheng faction could protect them or not.

After Wang Tie and his entourage were targeted by the imperial court, the idea of regenerating the beggars from the ashes had basically been sunk, and in order to ensure that they could at least survive, they planned to take refuge in one side of the force first.

Among the forces that can be counted on the rivers and lakes, there are not many who dare to fight with the imperial court, and the Buddhism lineage, Yan Fengyun and Shaolin in the north and south have festivals, so they don't think about it, so Wang Tie led the brothers and went to Wudang Mountain as soon as possible.

They originally planned to take refuge in Wudang, the first in Daomen, but unfortunately, the two masters of Wudang died suddenly, which shocked him at the same time, and he also understood that Wudang had also become a place of right and wrong, and I was afraid that they would not be able to protect them, so they had to retreat to the second place and enter Shu to find Qingcheng.

Now they are finally about to enter Shu, but the brothers' minds are almost at the limit.

The filthy clothes faction no longer cares about food and clothing, after all, they are still mortals, they don't have the reputation of the beggar gang to use, and they are also searched and arrested by the court's clerical states, and it is impossible for a few people to rest in the town.

Along the way, Wang Tie and the others all slept in the open air, gnawed wild fruits when they were hungry, drank river water when they were thirsty, hid all day long, and were cold at night, so they had to be careful even to make a fire, not to mention catching any game to open meat.

Under the extreme embarrassment, someone finally couldn't help it, and one of the eight people, a four-bag disciple named Bian Dong, robbed a passer-by's dry food, and another three-bag disciple Ruan Er stole a family's wine and jerky.

Wang Tie was extremely angry at the dirty behavior of the two, but the two blocked him back with a word.

"Brother Wang! If we can't survive, what are we talking about reviving the beggars! ”

Wang Tie was silent, even though he despised the practices of these two people in every way, but what they said was not bad, if they couldn't even live, the rebuilding of the beggar gang would really be far away.

Wang Tie silently wrote down the people who had been harmed by them in his heart, and vowed that he would definitely come back to repent of his sins with a thousandfold gift after becoming famous in the future.

It was from this day that Wang Tie temporarily put down the rules of the beggar gang, and they were like petty thieves all the way, turning into various houses to take what they needed.

But also because of their unscrupulous behavior, the court's pursuers became more and more, and the pursuit became tighter and tighter.

Wang Tie and others also gave up the idea of "robbing the rich and helping the poor", and began to take a little bit no matter whether they were rich or poor, as long as they encountered it, they could take a little.

It was also from this moment that these beggar disciples did not have the leisure to steal things slowly, but began to rob openly in broad daylight, which is why they were rumored to be "bandits" everywhere.

In addition to the fact that they didn't kill people, they basically did what the bandits could do.

Under the persecution of reality, Wang Tieba's eight people woke up from their overly beautiful ideals, their bottom line became lower and lower, and what they did became more and more despicable.

In order to avoid the official errand, several people have been wandering in the mountains for several days, robbing a few woodcutters' dry food, thinking that they would insist on going to Shu first, but they never expected that this night, when they were about to rest, suddenly the mountains were full of people.

Wang Tie and the others got up from the ground in horror and saw a large number of villagers on the mountain road from a distance, carrying torches in their hands and holding farm tools as weapons, and marching up the mountain with great vigour.

"Not good!"

Bian Dong scolded in a low voice: "It must be that old guy who went to ventilate yesterday to report the news!" ”

Yesterday, a few people met an old woodcutter, after robbing each other's dry food, according to the rules did not kill, and let the other party go directly, now a large number of villagers went up the mountain, Bian Dong thought of this festival.

Ruan Er smashed his fist on the ground, and said with remorse: "Brother Bian is right, if only I killed that old immortal yesterday!" ”

Wang Tie frowned, looked at the long line like a fire dragon, and muttered unconsciously: "Yes, if only he had been killed yesterday"

(End of chapter)