This time, the three brothers learned a little smarter, and most of them were food and water, anyway, Zheng Flailed his wrench, he could take as many things as he wanted. In this way, the three of them began to have a second "trip".

The lesson from the past, they have a path on this trip is finally accurate, but under Hong Mingtian's strong request, someone holding the map must be him, otherwise he will definitely not be at ease.

Maybe there is such a mentality, someone with a map must lead the way in front, and someone who leads the way is generally the leader, maybe he has a feeling of being the boss with the map. Whether it is Zheng Flail or Sima Feixuan, it doesn't matter who he loves.

After leaving the city gate, Zheng Yuyou's expression seemed to be frozen all the time. To be precise, he has had this expression since yesterday and has not changed.

That's because he learned from his father that Zheng Zhen and Zheng Shu's two siblings may have absconded out of the city with Nan Xiao, although this is just a guess by the city lord, but he also guessed that there are eight or nine and ten.

"I don't know what happened to the three of them, why are they so stupid!" was muttering in his heart, Zheng Flails was distracted and crashed into a tree.

"What do you want to be so distracted?" asked Sima Feixuan after picking up his butt and falling to the ground with Zheng Flails on it.

Freezing his expression, Zheng Yu didn't say a word, just followed behind Hong Mingtian by himself, as if Fei Xuan's words were like the wind in his ears, deaf to him. Looking at Zheng Xuan's posture, Fei Xuan couldn't grasp his head. What the hell happened to him? Not like that yesterday.

After looking at the sky first, Hong Mingtian turned his gaze to this map, "Walk about thirty miles to the northeast, there is a village called Yingtian Village, let's rush over now, we can arrive before dark." Stay there for one night and then we can continue on our way. ”

It was only noon at most, and it wasn't too difficult for the three of them to get to the village before sunset. As time passed, because Zheng Yuna had a muffled voice for some reason, the three of them were almost silent along the way. Before they knew it, it was the end of the Shen Dynasty, and when the three of them passed through the last bush, they saw a village standing impressively in front of them.

Roll up the map and put it in the jade of Zheng Youyou, "Let's go." ”

Now that the village has appeared in front of them, it doesn't matter if they want to look at the map or not. They were now about four or five hundred meters away from the village, and the three of them were also on a high ground that was not too high, and when they looked down from the height, they saw a few scattered houses with cooking smoke, and a peaceful scene came into view.

The village is not big, Sima Feixuan carefully calculated, there are only one hundred and three families in total, if it is counted according to a family of three, the number of people in this village can not exceed four hundred. The closer I got to the village, the more difficult it became to walk on the trail, the muddy land was trampled by the three of them, and the air was mixed with the smell of earth.

Some poor rural areas have transportation is not very convenient, the three of them came to the village gate, a pair of feet were stained with mud, although they did not have a habit of cleanliness, but still a little bit is not suitable for the environment here. Zheng Flails didn't react to any of these things, as if he was a walking man with a wooden head.

Of course, even under the most normal circumstances, he wouldn't care about these things, because there was no need for that. There is a stone tablet at the head of the village, and there are several large characters written on the stone tablet: Yingtian Village. The following is signed "the first three years of the seventh year".

"It seems that it's been a few years, this village!" Sima Feixuan's gaze swept over, and he entered the village with a big grin. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the village, an arrow came coldly.

Fortunately, he reacted extremely quickly, and directly took it with his hand, "Whoever releases the cold arrow! Get out of here!"

"No wonder you don't know the rules, if you want to come to this village, you must pay thirty taels of silver as protection money, otherwise, please get out." A voice came from the village, and I saw a figure jumping down from the roof of a thatched house near the entrance of the village.

This woman is about forty years old in appearance, and there are two big balls of flesh in the drooping type that are strangled by this black outfit, and because of the obvious wrinkles on her face, even if she is plump and has a posture, it will not play any role in front of the three teenagers.

"The protection money has been received from your grandfather!" Sima Feixuan shouted angrily, grabbed the arrow, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and he broke the arrow into two pieces at once.

The woman saw that Sima Feixuan didn't seem to be an ordinary person, and she secretly became nervous in her heart. She is just a cultivator in a heavy mountain, and there are many nautical miles stronger than her, not to mention the three people on the other side.

"Grandpa? The old lady is old enough to be your mother and grandfather? Where is there a bullshit cub? Don't you know how to honor your elders?" But after thinking about it, since the people behind him are supportive, how much wind and waves can these three little hairy children withstand? So they didn't show cowardice in their aura.

"The silver is not two, the fist one, do you want to taste it?!" Sima Feixuan clenched his fist and flew over.

"Diǎo is not big, but not small! Today I will teach you a good lesson for your mother!" The woman saw that Sima Feixuan's fight was impulsive, and she didn't care about finding out that there was a difference in strength between the two sides, so she pulled out a big wooden hammer from behind and rushed over......

With the sound of "boom", Sima Feixuan's fist smashed heavily on the wooden hammer, which seemed to have no weight, and was smashed by a fist four or five meters away. Due to inertia, the woman's body fell forward as if it couldn't be controlled, and Sima Feixuan also took advantage of this opportunity to slap her backhand and hit the slightly old face firmly.

As a crisp sound spread from the back of her hand to her face, the woman fell directly to the ground, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth and flowing to her chin. This slap made the corners of Hong Mingtian's eyes twitch for a while, as if it was on his face.

His eyes swept to the wooden hammer again, and the hammer that was originally intact was actually deformed by Sima Feixuan's punch.

"Give you one more chance to reorganize the language. Are you still collecting this protection fee?!" The corners of Sima Feixuan's mouth raised a ruthless arc, looking no different from that gangster.

"You, you wait for me, as long as you are in Yingtian Village, there is a way for me to behead the mercenary group to make you unable to survive and die!" The woman covered her face, got up and left the last sentence, and the girl ran away.

Looking at the figure running away, Sima Feixuan didn't take this sentence to heart, he thought that this woman was just a fox and a fake tiger, a decapitated mercenary group, etc., have you heard this name anywhere? But if you think about it carefully, I really haven't heard of this mercenary group having a name.

"Let's go, find an inn to stay in. Hong Mingtian led the two of them deeper into the village. It's strange to say, the sun hasn't set yet, why are there few people outside as if it's late at night?

After walking around, the three of them finally found a hotel, but just as they wanted to enter, the shopkeeper wanted to close the door. Fortunately, Hong Mingtian's speed was not bad, and he immediately stopped him, "Shopkeeper, what's going on in your village? Why don't there seem to be many people?"

The shopkeeper seemed to be very flustered, looking left and right, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after finding that there was indeed no person, "Guest officer, are you out of town, right? ”

opened the door a little, and the shopkeeper immediately welcomed the three of them over, poured tea for them after arranging the seats, and sat down to explain to the three outsiders.

"Guest officer, you don't know, our Yingtian Village has more than two hundred years of history, just ten years ago, it was originally peaceful and peaceful, but it was disrupted by a group of mercenary groups, and that mercenary group greedily extorted money in our village, looting people's fat and ointment, which caused everyone to be very dissatisfied, but because their only twenty or so people are all cultivators, how dare we ordinary people argue with them......

"Are they called the Beheaded-Off Mercenary Group?" Hong Mingtian guessed as he looked at the shopkeeper.

"Oh, how do you know there is?"

"It doesn't matter how I know there is, you just say you do. ”

"Okay. In other words, we ordinary people can't afford to provoke us at all, so we have to swallow our anger. But after a long time, finally the person couldn't bear it anymore, so he moved to another city with his family to earn a living. Since then, some people in the village have left one after another. Originally, there were nearly 1,000 families in our village, but now only about 100 families have moved out. But ......"

Speaking of the word but, Sima Feixuan and Hong Mingtian were both shocked, looking forward to the shopkeeper to continue.

"About seven or eight years ago, there was another group of people in the village, although there were less than twenty people, but each of them was a woman who could fight well, and these women quickly formed two forces with the decapitated mercenary group to take root in our village. These two forces are as if they have made an agreement, and every evening, there will be a dispute, and the fight will be very serious. ”

Hearing this, Sima Feixuan was a little puzzled, "Isn't this good? ”

"Guest officer, you don't know, the nightmare only officially begins here, every dusk, the two of them have to fight, and a few have died in the past seven or eight years, but they are harmless in terms of the overall force. Moreover, once they are damaged, they will go too far to get medical bills, and that's why we are all closed at dusk. ”

The shopkeeper explained the reason for the matter, sighed, and couldn't help but feel two tears in the corner of his eyes, as if he was crying about the hardships of these years. At this moment, there was a quiet knock outside the door......