"Yes, the fourth child just loves to listen to what he says, it's all fucking cracks, raised by Mother Earth God, who is bigger than whom? Why do you Tang Wang Wei and the three families eat meat, and we drink soup. Which of you has me who will give birth, eleven boys and girls, who has more children in my family, this time we will also have a share of the Chang family. ”

This person's mouth is stinking and smoky, and there is a short circuit in the brain, of course, it is often muddy.

A somewhat cold voice said: "A bunch of nonsense, the actual combat power of fighting, and the relationship between giving birth to a child? "When I heard it, it was the three protectors of the Dharma.

"You are a camel who raises horses, you haven't pulled a fart, what are you capable of?"

Before the words fell, the beep in the room was lively, and then "oops" Chang Hun screamed a few times.

The two of them entered the house, and Wei Mang chased Chang Hun with a big pipe and beat him violently.

He is a native of Guangyu, Guangyu is a plain of strange rocky beaches, and the fire lotus green glass skull is from there.

They guarded the Zoumachuan Pass, the terrain was flat, and the defense was the most difficult.

Nine of the ten defects are crazy, Wei Mang has a disability, he has worked harder than others since he was a child, and he is not afraid of death when he fights, and he has always been extremely conceited.

He hates people saying that he is disabled, and he will not have children, Chang Hun's words poke at his sore spots, you say that he can not be angry.

It stands to reason that his combat power is not weaker than Wei Mang, but he practices strength, and Wei Mang cultivates illusions, and he can't use it in the hut, and he suffers a dumb loss in terms of location, plus Wei Mang's sudden attack took the lead.

He was thick and thick, and Wei Mang just wanted to teach him a lesson that his stinky mouth was a little measured, and it was only the pain of flesh and skin, and it didn't hurt his muscles and bones.

Chang Hun is not a vegetarian, the third-level combat power is all beaten, and after a few hits, he immediately stabilized, rushed to his head, and danced out of a storm with a mixed iron rod at will, as if the demolition team entered the house and was ready to forcibly demolish Xu Cang's nest.

The fifth protector Ye Shouzhen muttered in his mouth: "This is the altar, and it will be beaten outside." ”

The second protector Wang Chongxian also came out and said to the mud: "Stop and stop for a while, my brother has something to say." ”

These two people are a bit exquisite, but they just speak without authority and etiquette, who listens?

It's Han Qizai, the cat is playing with his ghost vine bow in the corner, like a nobody, it seems that the injury is no longer serious.

The people of the Dharma, who are not mixed on the edge of the knife one day, do not speak with their fists, whoever wins is in charge, and the other Dharma protectors are too lazy to care, and they all retreat to the side to watch the excitement.

Fortunately, the life of the people is simple, the so-called altar, but everyone gathers together, puts some sacrifices on the ground and kowtows to the earth mother god, there is no tribute, and there is nothing to smash in the house.

Gong Jiuyan was furious when she saw it, scolded "presumptuous", pulled out the blue arc moon, and made a move to dance in the wind, joining the battle group like lightning.

Don't think that she is going to persuade the fight, she is going to pull the bias frame and help Wei Mang beat Chang Hun, just to see that he is not pleasing to the eye.

Pulling the bias frame is also a method of persuasion by the people of the Hip Horse, combining one to knock the other down, this frame is not persuaded, and everyone is also accustomed to it.

The Wind Dance is a range of kills, cutting directly into the middle of the two, attacking Chang Hun's seventy percent, and attacking Wei Mang's only thirty percent.

Fan Gang looked at the comparison of combat power on the field, Wei Mang 19, Chang Hun 17, the difference is very weak, plus Gong Jiuyan 15 combat power forty percent, the total combat power ratio is 25:17, this fight will be over soon.

Chang Hun and Wei Mang's combat power was already between them, and as soon as Gong Jiuyan pulled the shelf, he immediately became in a hurry, and shouted: "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

Bang bang, his butt was hit by the reed mang's big smoke pipe like a dozen times, and he screamed in pain, "It's not fair, don't play." "Running around the house, how can you fight back, this is tantamount to surrender.

There was cheering in the room, of course, not for this fight, but for Gong Jiuyan.

Han Qizai was the most happy and shouted: "Little, little ninth sister, suddenly, breakthrough, level three..."

Gong Jiuyan stopped dancing in the wind, Wei Mang hadn't relieved her anger yet, chasing Chang Hun to fight, she opened her double knife: "Uncle Wei, that's enough, this is grandpa's residence, don't go too far,"

Wei Mang is not a person who knows what to do, put away the pipe, returned to the altar with everyone, and sat down facing the steering wheel of the Earth Mother Palace.

Everyone was still giggling, and the room was like it was fine.

Han Qizai squeezed to Gong Jiuyan's side: "Small, little ninth sister, high, happy,"

He was rejoicing that she had broken through level three.

Gong Jiuyan patted him on the shoulder and nodded, asking, "What are you fighting for?" ”

"Fight, fight, name, quota,"

It turned out that he was competing for a place in the competition, Gong Jiuyan put away the knife: "Is the name rated?" ”

"No, there is,"

The competition is to win glory for the family, it is the honor of every family, the contestants must be the best of the family, maybe they can be promoted to the protector of the Dharma in the future, what an honor this is, no wonder they compete so fiercely.

Gong Jiuyan said to the Dharma protector present: "Grandpa is not well, and the big protector is not here, who to send to compete, we have the rules of the Ma people." ”

"This has never happened before, what rules can there be? It's not the three surnames that have the final say. ”

The gossip of you and me is one sentence at a time, and it is lively again all of a sudden.

"Isn't the rules still out yet, the Red Devil Gang is still blocking outside, the winding path has been broken, you don't go to guard your respective passes, what are you messing around here, what's the use?"

One thing is another, the Red Devil Gang didn't really come in, and no one listened to Gong Jiuyan's words.

She really hates it and is angry that she doesn't fight, this group of people are used to fighting things with their fists, there is no reason to talk about it, the enemy is current, grandpa is seriously injured, and if there is less pressure on the formation, something will happen sooner or later.

She looked at Fan Gang, with a helplessness in her eyes, she was in a hurry to go to the doctor, which meant "what to do".

Fan Gang is an outsider, even if he is barely a Turk, he can only be regarded as a flat-headed commoner, they are all at the highest level of Turkism, and they didn't want to take it in.

Seeing that her eyes have the meaning of asking for help, in a civilized society, it is simple to solve this kind of group interests, just set a yardstick for them.

But this is a wasteland, a place of lawlessness.

He thought for a while and whispered in her ear, "Find something to do for them, save your grandfather first." Tell them that they will hold an open selection of contestants, and each ethnic group will first recommend them to participate in the competition, and each will be qualified according to their ability. ”

Within the various ethnic groups of the Turkic Ma and between the various ethnic groups, there are often competitions, and the methods are simple and rude.

But to convince the public, it looks simple, but it is very complicated to think about it, so simply don't think about it and gamble.

She stood up and clapped a few palms to silence them: "Our top priority now is to heal the High Priest, don't you say?" ”

"Yes,"

"Of course,"

"He doesn't get better, how can he be treated?"

"Xiao Jiu, do you have a way?"

As soon as the high priest was mentioned, the hustle and bustle on the field immediately stopped, and he was a god-like existence in the country, and no one dared to blaspheme him.

When Fan Gang moved out of the high priest, he actually moved out of the authority to suppress this group of unruly people.

He studied forensic medicine, neurons, and took a technical path, and he didn't know anything about those tricks and calculations, but fortunately he turned over an ancient book "The Art of Treating People" in school in his early years.

It's full of tricks and conspiracies to treat people, he only turned over a directory of what are the ten tricks to treat people, mind reading, heart attacking, heart punishment, only yawning after seeing the ten tricks of treating people, and finally remembered a few, but I didn't expect the first move to subdue them.

He was secretly shocked in his heart: the ancient civilization's human governance technique was too profound.

How to heal Grandpa Gong Jiuyan is only a matter of knowing and explaining, she is straightforward, and simply takes Fan Gang out: "He has a way, he said to tell you." ”

Fan Gang had no choice but to stand up and bow to them first: "Big brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, we have found a way, but this method needs everyone to do it together, so that we can heal the high priest well, do you want to!" ”

"Okay," "As long as I can save the high priest, I can do whatever I want," "Say, we'll listen to you." ”

It seems that the second trick of the art of governing people, unifying ideas, has also worked.

He said humbly: "It's nothing, it's just that some materials are more troublesome, from the southeast and northwest, and you need to handle it, and you have worked hard!" ”

"It's our duty, it's the way it should be,"

Fan Gang distributed the materials needed for the treatment methods recorded in the "Golden Kui Collection" to everyone, so that everyone had an honor.

Even Gong Jiuyan didn't expect this, those fresh animal skins, bamboo knives, bamboo sticks, and sacks looked like ordinary things, but they were actually scattered in all directions, and the most important thing was that they must be fresh, and they couldn't be done by just one or two people.

In particular, the dark gold and precious bamboo operated by Wei Mang, growing in the fairy bamboo wonder of Zoumachuan, a bottomless big hole, those squares are scorching and burning all year round, hanging upside down and growing, all over the body, full of black red, full of flame light, extremely tough, his big pipe is made of thousands of years of bamboo.

Also, Gong Jiuyan's small leaf flying knife uses the leaves of dark gold bamboo.

The beeswax of the green-headed locust, which is often done by muddy, has to climb into the hive on the top of the first-line heavenly cave to scrape.

These two are used to make needles, and the most important thing is that he actually made them happy.

She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

In fact, Fan Gang didn't have this mind, these things were originally a matter of Xu Cang's words, but he didn't expect him to recuperate, and he didn't come out when the noise outside was like this, so he had to let them buy it politely.

This third trick is the balance of interests, seeing their faces full of a sense of responsibility and mission, it seems that the effect is really good, and his confidence has also risen.

"When the High Priest is well, how about we ask him to preside over the selection of the Observation Tournament? I believe that he will be able to satisfy everyone, right? ”

"Yes, yes, we listen to him,"

The fourth trick was a bit far-fetched, but he still used it, and those people nodded as if they had drunk ecstasy soup.

Unexpectedly, of course he said yes, who dares to say no?

Fan Gang continued: "Thank you, what you have been instructed to do is related to the safety of the High Priest, and everyone must work together to do it well, and there must be no mistakes." ”

Suddenly, his tone was serious: "If anyone does not do well, we will directly cancel their family's qualifications, and everyone says okay?" ”

As soon as the fifth trick of reward and punishment came out, the six Dharma protectors immediately became surging with emotion, as if they were beating chicken blood, and the joy was like thunder: "Good, good, good,"

Han Qizai was injured and was also clamoring for an errand, and was pulled aside by Gong Jiuyan.

Fan Gang made an appointment with them to finish it at noon tomorrow, watched those people walk away in a blink of an eye, and secretly wiped his sweat.

Doing this job is more tiring than catching ghosts, and I praise myself in my heart: "I'm a genius,"

He only remembered these five catalogs, and he actually subdued this group of aborigines, and he didn't have to worship the ancient civilization's art of governing people!

If you look through it, maybe you accidentally mix up with the Emperor of the Wasteland?

That's not very difficult, think about it or don't look at it.