Da Sangli, outside the Chengyang King Ancestral Hall, yellow mud ground.

At this time, the atmosphere on the field was particularly solemn.

The wooden cart that was originally used as Liu Gong's temporary office has been overturned by Zhang Heizi on the side at this time and used as a simple horse rejection.

Rejecting Mane, it is for his younger brother to fall into the grass and add the righteous heroes.

Outside the horse, it was the warrior who worked for the tiger.

The two groups of people confronted each other like this, and the former was a little tragic because of the small number of people.

But the tragedy was soon shattered.

A group of people rushed out of the ancestral hall, about 20 people, all dressed in sackcloth and straw shoes, and smeared with yellow scarves on their foreheads.

Seeing Ju Manei's beard, he hurriedly ran behind him and confronted Zhang Hong's subordinates.

Zhang Chong, who was originally on the periphery, looked at this group of people, and his heart was groaned.

Because, when he saw Daddy, two uncles and his eldest brother, they were in the crowd.

And the yellow scarf on their foreheads made him feel even more bad.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Chong still hurriedly joined his father and brother's team, and confronted each other unarmed.

Zhang Gouzi looked at his son, who was only wearing a calf's nose pants, and didn't say anything, just pushed him to the middle again.

Zhang Hong's troops were obviously not angry, and they were obviously in a commotion when they saw the number of bearded troops suddenly swell.

One or two also glanced at the ancestral hall behind them from time to time, obviously waiting for Zhang Hong and them to come out, so as to come up with ideas.

Taking advantage of the panic on the other side, the bearded man whispered to Zhang Heizi and ordered:

"Kuroko, you are smart, go first, I have a horse tied to the horse stake outside the company, you ride back to the mountains quickly.

You are not a member of our sect, and I am afraid that I will not be able to protect it for a while. ”

"Taoist envoy, if it's not that the sunspot doesn't know Gao Hou, the sunspot will admit to death.

Although he is a stubborn thing, he has never left his friends behind, and he ran away alone.

It's okay to lose your life, but you can't lose the word 'righteousness' even if you die.

Taoist envoy, don't persuade you, Heizi just take a look, this Tiehu and that Liu Gong, how to take the black head of Heizi,

Ha ha! Let them come. ”

"Good!" "Color!"

Seeing that Zhang Heizi said strongly, the bearded man and the people around him applauded.

But Zhang Heizi didn't want to go, but Zhang Chong couldn't wait to leave.

Although he was surrounded by his father and brothers, he didn't feel safe at all, and the sweat on his nose couldn't stop at this time.

Three days ago, he was still a modern man, so big, not to mention seeing blood, he hadn't even seen a few fights.

And now, these two groups of ancient people are clearly on the verge of a fight.

Don't look at the number of people on their side, but there are only two weapons in total, and one of them is a short and cute cattle knife.

And the other side is not armed to the teeth, but it is basically fully armed.

Coupled with the yellow ribbons tied on the foreheads of the fathers and brothers, Zhang Chong's blood rushed to the top of the hall.

He knew what age he was in.

In the Han Dynasty, the peasant wearing the yellow scarf, and then contacted the bearded man in front of him.

He didn't understand that he wore it to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and became a member of the Taiping Dao.

This time it's over, and you can't save it with a golden finger.

But for now, there is good news.

Through the golden finger, Zhang Chong saw the dozen or so parts on the opposite side, only two of them had windows on their heads, all of them were "ring head knife technique, mastery", and they all seemed to be inferior to the bearded ones.

Zhang Chong's heart was full of seven and eight circles, and there were changes on the field.

Xu is bearded man is too strong, and one of Zhang Hong's parts is impatient, so he rushed forward with a ring knife.

The man was wrapped in a green scarf and wore a long sleeve with a collar and a red sleeve at the cuffs.

The hem is big, the feet are hemp, and he is dressed as a neat warrior, just looking at the appearance is extraordinary.

He held the handle of the knife in both hands, and the hands holding the knife at the bearded man were a diagonal pick, and the person followed the knife, as fast as a bird.

Zhang Chong almost exhaled when he saw this scene.

It turns out that this damn golden finger is not reliable at all, and it actually missed the factor of physical fitness.

Take the samurai in front of him, although the sword technique is only mastered, but the body is obviously vigorous and fast, Zhang Chong, a layman, has not yet reacted, and he pulled over with a move from the opposite side.

The bearded man was obviously an accident, but he still couldn't make a mistake, and then twisted the knife with a knife and hit the opposite blade at a faster speed.

As soon as the middle line is broken, it is to rush in, change the knife to a stab, and plunge straight into the throat opposite.

Before the young man could react, the knife had already stayed in his throat, and he was so shocked that he didn't move.

The bearded man snatched his knife and kicked him in the knee socket again, and the blue-headed Handen knelt in the wet yellow mud.

The bearded man looked at him obliquely, and said contemptuously:

"The figure is good, but don't mess with this knife, if you don't lose face, you will lose your life."

The blue-headed man was so blackened by the sarcasm that he was about to crash into the knife edge of the bearded man.

The bearded man didn't expect this man to be so fierce, so he hurriedly put away the knife, retreated, and stood in front of everyone.

"Qingnu, if you want to use your fierceness for suicide, why don't you use it for knife training? Bite! It's harder to practice a knife than to die. ”

The blue-headed man who was kneeling in the mud heard this, his body trembled, and he was about to say a few words, but he gave up, knelt to the side, and fell to the ground with his head, not daring to raise his head.

The one who said this was a sturdy old man with sparse hair and a house.

He simply put on a single coat, covered with a layer of veil, held a cane, and walked slowly from the ancestral hall.

He was followed by a few others.

In addition, Liu Gong, who I just met, is also a brave man with a leather jacket, a deep coat, and leather boots, and the rest is a man with wide sleeves and a high crown.

This old man is obviously the third elder of Dasangli, the local Haoqiang, the patriarch of the clan, Zhang Hong.

At this time, Zhang Chong, who was in the crowd of Taiping Road, looked at the twisted pop-up window with "Halberd Throwing, proficient" hanging above the old man's head, and was secretly speechless.

The old man must not be good-looking!

The brave man who followed the old man was his son Zhang Qiu, and in Zhang Chong's eyes, he should not be underestimated.

It's just because he also has a hanging window on his head, and like the beard, he is "proficient in the ring head knife technique".

I didn't expect that a small country hero would have such a warrior.

This Zhang Qiuben was the pavilion chief in the pavilion next door, and because of Xiu Mu, he went home to help the spring festival in the clan.

And the man with wide sleeves and high crowns next to him is the witch who was invited by Da Sangli with a lot of money, Lang Tong.

It's just that I don't know why I'm a wizard, but I'm dressed as a Confucian priest.

Zhang Hong didn't look at the young slave kneeling there, but only looked at the bearded man, and said in a deep breath:

"Sacrifice to the envoy, decay has always been good to the Taiping Dao, just because of decay and respect for the great virtuous teacher, trekking thousands of mountains, wading through great waters, and following the miasma of epidemics.

The people of Dasanli, the people of the decay tribe, have received many favors.

But the spring festival is a major event among the decaying clans, and why do you work hard and destroy the friendship of the villagers.

Is this the meaning of the envoy, or the meaning of the religion? ”

Zhang Hong is old and spicy, and his words stand righteous and follow reason.

It is even more straightforward to sacrifice the beard, whether there is a festival here, and whether it violates the teachings of Taiping Taoism.

But Zhang Hong said solemnly, and someone on the scene didn't give him this side.

The arranger mentioned in front of him was full, and he was whispering to Zhang Dan, the drummer next to him, muttering:

"Sure enough, as it was rumored, 'open your head is bald, and you give a house'.

is so old, and he has to put on a curtain to cover his baldness. Just like the things he did, he wanted to cover up. ”

The words were filthy and playful, and they were so funny that the drummer Zhang Dan couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

But this smile led Zhang Hong to. The old man just glanced at the two of them, and did not entangle, and stared at the bearded man again.

He knew this rural envoy under the south of the Taiping Road in Qingzhou, who was called Sacrifice Sun, and it was said that he used to be a battalion soldier of the Northern Army.

Later, somehow, in addition to the military membership, he joined Taiping Road and became a township envoy to manage the teaching affairs of this township.

As for the people behind him who were wrapped in yellow scarves, in fact, they were not Taiping at all, they were all subordinates in the book, who were not satisfied with the arrangements of the clan as tenants, and were unable to support their relatives.

It is estimated that it was this spring festival that levied the society's money, and the collection was ruthless, so he pretended to be a Taiping Taoist. He also invited the village envoy to worship his grandson, and wanted to preside over some justice.

Scold!

Seeing that the main lord was present, the bearded man who sacrificed his grandson took a step forward, made a gesture to Zhang Hong, and said:

"Supreme Zhong Huang Taiyi! Zhang Xinshi is a friend of our religion.

In the past, many believers only served food and clothing, so it stands to reason that I should not disturb at this time.

But last night I received a letter from fellow initiates in the church, telling me about something. I was like a fish in my throat, so I ran a horse overnight and came to this big sangli, just to discuss this matter with Zhang Xinshi.

Otherwise, I am really bad at the top, and I am ashamed of the trust of the above. ”

"I don't know what the priest said?" Zhang Hong frowned and asked slowly.

"I am Taipingdao, following the unification of the Yellow Heavens, sheltering one side of Li Shu, and I want to come to this world to open peace.

How to open?

The first thing is to eat, whether it is wheat rice or millet rice, Li Shu is full, so that the world is peaceful and everything is orderly.

But now?

The countryside is rich and strong, but the poor have no size. The countryside is connected by powerful and vast buildings, and the poor are just poor households; The country is rich and strong, and the poor are ruined.

Therefore, the people were displaced from the cold and heat, turned to the ditch, no one was buried, and the rotten flesh withered, so that the world was full of epidemics.

It's a pity that 'lonely Qingzhou Road, every family hangs white flags. ’

Fortunately, I taught the ancestors of the great sage and good teacher, held the nine sections of the battle, made the apostles of the six directions, painted Danshu for the victims, boiled talisman water, adjusted the internal qi, and also refined the spirit, saving countless goodness.

Thinking about its roots, it is just that it is arrogant and greedy, and there is no degree of annexation, and the small people have no life.

So in the past, I Taiping Road and Qingzhou Township were strong and strong, and they were mutually agreeable.

Haoqiang needs to be virtuous, suppress mergers, and keep small people to support them.

Hungry dogs to the messengers, to the greedy! The poisoner is rewarded with a tiger wolf!

And yesterday, I received the news, and Er Zhang Hong was so bold.

Borrowing the spring festival to drive away evil spirits, in fact, it is necessary to collect wealth from the people.

Moreover, since six years ago, I Taiping Dao has been in charge of folk sacrifices, but I don't know how to report it, so I actually make obscene witch sacrifices.

When the two are combined, you have to ask for an explanation? ”

Boy! Zhang Hong is old and spicy, and this sacrifice grandson is not allowed, his words are elegant, not like a soldier at all, he is worthy of walking on the side of the Taiping Road, and he is proficient in teachings.

When he started to speak from the sacrifice grandson, Zhang Hong's old face was sad and bitter, but when the sacrifice grandson finished speaking, he smiled instead:

"Good! What a country roader. Er is an outsider and has his own rules, but today, he also has to practice a line of clan law. ”

As he spoke, he slammed the cane hard, and sneered at Zhang Heizi with one hand:

"Come on, press Zhang Heizi over and practice the clan law."

As soon as the word "clan law" fell, not only did the sacrifice of grandchildren be surprised.

Even the reckless and delicate Zhang Heizi couldn't help but change color.

Oh, and hung his head.