At this time, under the moonlight, there were a few big men in the shape of a man, with steps that the six relatives did not recognize, and rushed over from the east end of the village.

It was three of Yao's sons, Mo Laoda, Mo Laosan and Mo Laosi, who came and saw that Yao's had not returned home for dinner, so they looked for them.

"Mara, little cub, you dare to beat my mother, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, isn't it?!"

Boss Mo, who is the leader, is taller than Ling Hupo, with big shoulders and a round waist, and a pair of big eyes like cowbells.

When the surrounding villagers took a look, they all sweated for Linghu Po.

Although Ling Hupo is usually not angry with eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, after all, he is a descendant who grew up watching from a young age, and besides, he is usually very kind and polite to the people in the village.

The Mo family is a visitor from outside the Guan, a mixed-race Hu and Han, the key is that the people of this family are not good people, and they usually bully men and women in the village.

Anyway, it's not a good bird, and the villagers don't want to see it.

Ling Hupo was not frightened, in the face of the fierce face and mouth, he did not flinch, but greeted him and scolded:

"Hey, clean your mouth for the master, don't spray feces!"

He knew in his heart that this kind of scene could not be coerced, otherwise, he would not want to stay in the village.

When Boss Mo heard this, he was so angry that his black face turned over, and his fist the size of a cow's hoof had already been raised, and it smashed indiscriminately against Ling Hupo's face.

At present, in northern Xinjiang, there are very few people who are knowledgeable and reasonable, and most of them are this virtue, belonging to the type of mouth full of feces, barbaric and untamable.

The so-called people of the Northland are fierce, to put it bluntly, they are bigger than whose fists are stronger and whose power is stronger, which is extremely vividly expressed in this troubled era.

Boss Mo's fist hadn't touched Ling Hupo's face yet, but his own face was in pain first.

He could only hear a muffled sound of "bang...", and he suddenly felt an iron fist hit on his cheek.

"Ouch...", with a miserable scream, Boss Mo took three steps back under his feet, covered his hot cheeks, and looked at Ling Hupo with a blank expression.

The punch was as fast as lightning, the body did not move and there was no frame, and the momentum was heavy.

There was a burst of laughter and sighs all around.

Ling Hupo was a double champion in archery and fencing in his previous life, and he learned from his teacher since he was a child, and he naturally learned kung fu such as grappling and fighting.

Boss Mo's black face suddenly became violently suffocated, and his eyes were already furious.

I saw several green tendons burst above his head, his eyes were round, faintly glowing with a hideous and violent blood red, like a desert blood wolf.

"Ahhhh

Ling Hupo raised his hand and counterattacked according to the opponent's situation.

I saw him grabbing his arms, lifting his arms, twisting his body...

After a set of fighting moves, it is as smooth as lightning, and it is as simple as drinking cold water.

I only heard a loud "pop...", and Boss Mo was swept around in the air, and then, like a big sandbag, he was slammed into the mud.

The muddy ground in the northern winter is as hard as a big rock, even if it is a body like Boss Mo, it was thrown into front of the Venus star, and the person fell to the ground with a bang on his back, becoming a four-legged toad.

Yes?!

The villagers watching the battle next to them were stunned and couldn't believe their eyes.

In their cognition, Boss Mo's force is also very good, and in the territory of Mayi County, the people on the rivers and lakes are called the black whirlwind.

But what's going on today?

How could he be powerless to parry, so that an unobtrusive gambler in the village would be put on the ground in two clicks.

The key is that Linghupo's tricks made the villagers present stunned and shocked.

I've never seen it from beginning to end!

Looking at the boss who was angry on the ground, Mo Laosan and Mo Laosi quickly jumped left and right, and while helping people up, they made a noise, "Big brother, this guy is too powerful, let's go up together!" ”

“？？？”

"Okay, let's do this together." Boss Mo snorted thoughtlessly.

The three of them set up a formation and began to circle around Linghu Slope.

Ancient martial arts were very particular about heads-up, and it was taboo to control less with more, otherwise, it would be a victory without martial arts and a humiliating reputation.

"Stop, three against one, what kind of hero is a hero, give me a retreat." Li Zheng Hansan of Shiyao Village stood up and shouted at the brawl.

Li Zheng is the head of the village and is very authoritative in Shiyao Village.

It's nothing that he is nearly sixty years old, but the key is that he has two sons, who are officials in the state and county barracks and the county government respectively.

The Han family is in this area, but it is a powerful family, and no one dares to mess with it.

Seeing Han San come forward, the Mo family had no choice but to walk home in disgrace.

But this beam is considered to be knotted.

The surrounding onlookers, seeing such a result, muttered their heads and dispersed.

The frontier villagers here are not too big to see the excitement, and they still look like they are still unsatisfied.

Ling Hupo made a gesture at Han San, "The junior thanked Lord Li Zheng Han." ”

Han San glanced at Ling Hupo with an appreciative gaze, and waved it in style: "You can go back too, rest early." ”

"Hmm!" Linghu Po nodded.

He entered the courtyard and closed the door, turned around and looked up, and saw Xiuniang standing in the courtyard, looking at him in a daze, looking very scared and full of mixed feelings.

"Did we mess with the Mo family?"

"It's okay, go back and continue eating." He said very blandly.

"I'm full, or... I'll go and warm it up for you again. ”

"Then don't need it, I'm full, go clean up, the meat and soup won't be bad when it's cold." Linghu Po suddenly lost his appetite.

"Okay, you go and rest, I'll clean up." Xiuniang returned to the kitchen very meekly.

Once a person calms down, he feels back pain and his limbs are sore.

Ling Hupo took a wooden basin and washed his face and feet, simply scrubbed his body in the moonlight, and fell asleep on the kang.

The kang head is very hot, and the firewood in it is burning vigorously.

Tonight, Xiuniang slept exceptionally peacefully.

In her dream, she saw Linghu Po carrying water and chopping firewood every day, clearing wasteland and farming, or going up to the mountains to hunt, and lived a very sweet life.

……

Early the next morning.

Linghupo still went to carry the water first.

Because of the slope outside the courtyard, it needs to be watered, Xiuniang carried the water in the water tank yesterday and went to water the vegetable field.

After carrying the water, he carried three hares on his back in a bamboo basket, went to the butcher of the king of the village, sold them for ninety copper coins, and came back happily.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the courtyard, I saw a figure flash from the courtyard wall.

Around twenty years old, he looks dark and thin, with a horse face and small eyes, and he looks like he is flowing and angry.

Looking at it, Ling Hupo has a memory in his mind, this guy is called Zhou Yi, and his family is also a hunter, so he has some money.

"Scary and funny, what the hell do you want to do?!" Linghu Po was not angry, and said.

"I haven't seen you go out for the past two days, and I'm going to play with my brothers, so let's take a look."

He came up with a smile on his face, staring at the small cloth bag in Ling Hupo's hand with a thief's eyes, "How much money has been exchanged?" ”