Chapter 19: The Communication Methods of the Two Bandone Kings

The autumn sun is high, and the wind is beautiful.

The undulating Fulong Mountains in the sun are yellow and bleak.

The tiger village ran back to the mountain forest village.

The government is deploying troops.

However, the whole of Fulongzhai, which lacked transparent information, did not know why, and waited for a whole day as if it were facing a great enemy.

It was at this time that Cui Ying'er and the five found themselves breaking through, after all, this sudden blessing of realm improvement made it difficult for people to accept and feel it in a short period of time.

They looked at the big boss with a calm face in amazement, and after thinking for a long time, they could only attribute it to the legendary predicament, and the potential exploded!

So Huang Dagui and Han Qiniang, who were more confident, took the initiative to ask Ying to go down the mountain to investigate, and were surprised to find that not only were the people in the Tiger Village gone, but the government's catch was also gone.

"Did they give up, or did they have another purpose?"

Prepare for it, everyone returned to the stockade, cleaned up the corpses, and then sat in a circle, Xiao Huang was coquettish everywhere, showing off his cockscomb hair, and was thrown aside by Huang Dagui's impatient legs.

"I think it's very likely that the majesty of the big bosses scared them, after all, those corpses can't be faked, and I'm afraid to see it."

Han Qiniang stood beside Xin Zhuo, with her hands on her hips, and at this time, she had developed a blind dependence and worship for her own big boss.

"It's too much to take for granted, maybe the Tiger Village will be afraid, but the government doesn't have to, there is no shortage of good players in the government, have you ever heard that the government is about to be abolished, and the government will stop doing anything?"

Cui Ying'er crossed Erlang's legs without any scruples, and her slender legs ripped open the linen skirt, revealing Lan Nene, facing the sunset, which was particularly textured, and the words she said were also sober in the world.

"Sister Ying'er, don't let others be angry and destroy your own prestige, okay?" Han Qiniang pouted, the boss was unhappy.

"You want me to say." Huang Dagui grinned: "Regardless of his southeast and northwest wind, yo-yo, dare to come up again, let them try Lao Tzu's second nine grade knife technique, hahaha......"

"The second nine grades are the highest grade of dishes!" It's Cui Ying'er pouring cold water again.

"Uh...... Second, I don't like to listen to you. ”

Huang Dagui rubbed his nose, he has always had a hot temperament, but he didn't dare to provoke Cui Ying'er, not only because the latter had a cold temper and was not easy to provoke, but the important thing was that he couldn't beat him.

"It's not helpful to say more."

Xin Zhuo interrupted the bickering of several people and waved his sleeves, "Pen and ink are waiting!" ”

"Poetry?" The thieves were amazed.

"Hold a murder knife at night, and write poems during the day." This is the old master's life, praising his demeanor as a great enemy of life and death.

The thieves yearn for it, is it possible that the big boss of his own family has also reached this height, and he is also this kind of elegant person?

"Write a letter!"

It is impossible to compose a poem, at most copy this way, Xin Zhuo just thinks that it is possible that he asked the Tiger Village minions to bring Sun Wu's words, and it has an effect, otherwise how can there be a loss, but the Tiger Village and the government have no shadow?

It's really distressing, and I broke my heart for my life.

"Great!"

Han Jiulang, who didn't know what the big boss wrote, ran to move the table.

"Sister Ying'er, I'll come, I'll come."

In the past, Cui Ying'er, who was coarse in writing and ink, studied ink for Xiaoda, but this time Han Qiniang took the initiative to ask for it.

The table is a square and simple long table, the chair is a bamboo chair, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all high-quality products that were robbed of those corrupt officials and businessmen in previous years, and I don't know where to produce them.

Xin Zhuo picked up the pen and talked with a stomach, but looking at the bunch of heads that came over, he inexplicably felt like he was eating a big table in the countryside in his previous life, and his inspiration disappeared all at once.

"So, who are you writing to?" Cui Ying'er's face was full of suspicion.

"To Sun Wu of Menghu Village, I suspect that this sixth child did not accept Zhao'an, wait for the fine dog and Jiulang to send it, and take a look at ......the situation by the way."

"Isn't that okay?" Huang Dagui protested, "We are enemies of life and death. ”

Bai Jian also pinched the orchid finger and said indignantly: "You are a big boss, you are suspected of collaborating with the enemy!"

The bandits' subordinates were still worried about the night attack on Fulong Village by the Tiger Village, although they did not participate.

"There are many things in the world, you might as well consider it from a different angle."

Xin Zhuo patiently explained to the bandits: "For example, a female member of the academy goes to Goolan to be a sister at night, what do you think?" Normal people will feel that morality is low, people's hearts are corrupted, and they are heartbroken, right?

But what if it is a sister who is unwilling to fall and picks up customers at night, but goes to the academy during the day to study hard, enrich herself, and seek the future? ”

The thieves blinked, thought for a while, and suddenly felt as if a certain door had been opened, and their mood couldn't help but be enlightened.

"Wonderful! This sister is really good. Huang Dagui applauded, and then wondered: "Could it be that this Sun Wu is a sister pretending?"

Fuck, this damn brain hole, Xin Zhuo simply said bluntly: "My grandfather beat him when he was alive, and it wasn't his grandfather who beat me when he was alive, what enmity do I have against him?" He killed four brothers in a night attack, including Li Qing, who was the second in charge, and he was worse than me!

The key is that he has 800 thieves, how much power is that? If we can befriend them, use them to pull hatred and ridicule the government, we are really comfortable. ”

"Wonderful!"

The thieves suddenly realized, and couldn't help but smile, there was some truth in what the big boss said.

Xin Zhuo's inspiration also came, and he wrote down: "The five brothers of Sun are like you: you and I ......"

As soon as I wrote two lines, I heard a "boom" sound outside the gate of the cottage, and then a "ton" sound came closer.

Everyone looked up and saw a broken arrow in the courtyard, and they couldn't help but be surprised, and then they were very puzzled, and there was a letter fixed on the arrow.

It's the specification of the shooting book!

Since it's a book shooter, it's not an enemy attack.

"Good thief!"

Huang Dagui and Bai Jian chased after him vigorously.

Xin Zhuo felt a little ridiculous, the ancients played with books, just like playing with the anonymous phone call of kidnapping in the previous life, the other party didn't want you to know who he was, but conveyed some messages.

But in any case, you have to respond to the situation, shoot in the downtown or deep house courtyard and run, what kind of ghost shooting book in this barren mountain and wilderness, where to run?

Han Qiniang had already picked up the shooting book and handed it over.

Xin Zhuo opened it and looked at it, and probably guessed who it was, nine times out of ten it was a person from the Tiger Village, and the words "Xin Zhuo opened it himself" on the cover were crooked, and no one could write such ugly words except for the bandits.

Unexpectedly, he was about to write a letter to him, and his letter arrived first.

When opened, it reads as follows:

"Hahaha, I'm happy in Beishan, how about my brother in the south? Our pig cubs gave birth to (eight) piglets, and the mother-in-law of Sanguiwa also gave birth to a little slaughter (cubs), what a coincidence.

Xiuhua's mother-in-law was disobedient again, scolding me for being a donkey, Xiaoshunzi, Gaba Chacha, and tickling people's hearts......

The tank in the west corner, I look very good, there is a lack of a mouth, and it can still hold water......

I'm miserable, what's wrong with you...... I always worship Old Man Xin......"

There are thirteen pages of paper, one or two thousand words, the kind without punctuation, all down, typos are flying all over the sky, ugly people can't see people, talking nonsense, no serious, I don't know what I want to express, the key is that there is an arrow hole on each page, stabbing several words, and breaking the meaning.

Xin Zhuo read it easily, and sighed, at this level, in the previous life, the third-grade elementary school students' essays, my father came home one after another, and it was better than it.

The point is, what does he mean?

Cui Ying'er stepped forward and stumbled to read it, and several people also looked at each other, not knowing why.

"Big boss!"

At this time, Huang Dagui and Bai Jian came back with a thin monkey-like youth, "It's the arrow shot by this kid, he doesn't look like a good person, he claims to be a person from Tiger Village!" ”

"King Xin, you can't kill me, it's my big boss Sun Wu of Tiger Village who asked me to deliver the letter, and archery books are the rules of the rivers and lakes."

The thin monkey was slapped twice, and there were slap marks on his face, crying and crying, "Bows and arrows are sharp weapons controlled by the government, and we only have one pair, which is already the greatest sincerity." ”

"Sincerity, you collude with the government and dare to write to me?" Xin Zhuo scolded loudly and deceived him.

The thin monkey was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly replied: "Collusion with the government? When did you collude with the government? Yesterday, King Xin, you killed our second boss, and the big boss ran back to the village with us, catching the head and scolding the mother. ”

After receiving a positive answer, Xin Zhuo and Cui Ying'er glanced at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Qiniang pointed at the thin monkey and reprimanded: "Even if you know each other, where are the officers and soldiers now?"

The thin monkey wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "The officers and soldiers all went to us, as if they wanted to encircle and suppress us, but thanks to my leg skills, they traveled three hundred at night and eight hundred every day, so they were not caught." We are in a hurry, so we wrote to King Xin, King Xin, you see if the letter is well written, the first time we write a letter to someone, a little shy. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Xin Zhuo's face carefully.

Cui Ying'er and the others also looked at Xin Zhuo together.

Xin Zhuo was confused, what are you shy? He asked, "What do you mean by being in charge?"

"Didn't you read the letter? I don't know. The skinny monkey looked confused.

Xin Zhuo picked up the letter again and scanned it, but he still couldn't see the reason, so he simply picked up the pen and wrote a reply: "Sun Da is in charge, everyone is a bright and upright person, if you have something to do, don't make all these twists and turns, you can't understand it."