The bandit sat in a dilapidated house, the real house was surrounded by four walls, almost empty, accompanied by only a broken gun and the scream of the old bustard on the old tree in front of the door at night, and nothing else.

There are no women. Even if a woman smiles at herself, for a moment, she wonders if she is mistaken, how can she have a good impression of such a poor person?

At night, when he was lying alone in bed, still unable to sleep, he quietly got up, went out of the house, stood in the wind, and then fell asleep again. When the bandit fell asleep, there would often be an unknown person lying on his stomach in front of the door, with a sinister and terrifying smile that looked extremely terrifying, as if he wanted to take advantage of the danger of others, and even wanted to enter the bandit's house and suck the blood off his body.

Soon after, the black bandit went to Lu Zhen and found the god operator to calculate a hexagram, and the things mentioned in the hexagram were so that the black bandit couldn't think about it, because of his poverty, at night, ghosts and strange things would quietly haunt the door of his house.

"Dare?" Hearing this, the black bandit was furious.

"Why don't you dare?" The god operator said, "That kind of thing is designed to bully the poor. ”

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The bandit is back in his house, and he wants to do some business at this time, otherwise, he really can't live, right? There was not much money left in the family, and it was another day to catch the market, and the bandits took the money with them, so they hurried to Lu Town, wanting to do some business.

When I arrived in Luzhen, I walked around on the street, trying to buy a skinny cow, but it was really a god's eye, and in an inconspicuous corner, someone was really selling a skinny cow. The black bandit walked over, looked at the thin cow, the price was not expensive, it was in line with his requirements, and after talking with the owner of the cow for a while, he bought the thin cow.

When he led the thin cow back to the deserted village, he was happy in his heart, this cow was not sick, but it was short of feed, as long as it was carefully cared for, within a month, it would definitely be fat, fat, and then it would be brought to Lu Town to sell, wouldn't it be able to make a lot of money? Anyway, there is grass next to the bandit's house, so I don't have to worry about having no grass to eat.

All hope can only rely on this cow, otherwise, this day without money is really not good, not to mention people, even ghosts will bully. Well, now that you have this cow, after fattening, you should be able to make some money by taking it to Luzhen and selling it, right?

A month later, the thin cow had already become a fat cow, and at this time, when it was pulled to Lu Town, everyone who saw it praised it, and some people were willing to pay for the cow at that time. But for some reason, it continued to rain in the sky, and as soon as the rain fell, the cow suffered from a cold, and coughed from time to time.

After the man slipped away, the sun gradually came out again, warmer than before, and basked on the ox, and in the blink of an eye, he no longer coughed, and the wind and cold were healed immediately, and he regained his healthy body. However, half a day has passed, and the bandits still can't sell it, and some people say that the cow is too fat, and they are afraid that if they plough the field, they will not be able to walk.

And some people say that this cow doesn't know why he doesn't know how to look at his eyes, and he is a thief, and it seems that he wants to plot against him, and when he doesn't pay attention, if he kills his child, what can he do? At this time, the buyer's child wept incessantly, and persuaded his father not to buy the cow, because it looked very frightening.

The buyer also listened to his child's words at that time and did not buy the cow, otherwise it would not be a matter if he brought it back and scared his only son.

When the sun was gradually setting, a buyer looked at the black bandit's cow and thought it was good, fat and strong, it should be a good cow, and wanted to try the strength of the cow to see how strong its feet were. Otherwise, if it is time to plough the fields on the mountains, they will not work after plowing a few ploughs, but they will not want to sleep on the mountains, which will not be good.

At that time, someone advised that person not to make mistakes, because the eyes of this ox are very different from those of ten thousand people, and if you don't get it, something big will happen. However, because the cow was fat, the buyer should have been able to plough the field, and despite the persuasion of the people, he rode on the back of the ox and walked a few steps down the street.

But as soon as he rode on the back of the ox, he didn't know what evil had happened, the ox kept twisting its back, hunched its waist, and didn't even want this stranger to ride on its back, and even kept roaring. The buyer didn't want it at the time, "Fuck, what's going on?" ”

The buyer took a sip of saliva, feeling very shameless, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone, disappearing at the end of the street.

There was no way, so the black bandit had no choice but to lead his cattle and embark on the road back to the deserted village when the sun was about to set.

On the way back, the bandit had to lie on a stone because of stomach pain, otherwise, he couldn't stand it. For once you stand up, the intestines in your stomach seem to be broken, otherwise you will not lie on a rock.

Seeing that the black bandit was lying on a stone, although the ox was fat, it fled at this time, and the action was like the wind, very fast, and the black bandit chased for a while, but he couldn't catch up. If the stomach doesn't hurt on weekdays, it's almost the same as chasing this fat cow, but not at this time, I can't straighten my waist, otherwise, my intestines seem to be about to break.

After barely chasing for a while, I saw that the ox was getting farther and farther away, and soon after, it had disappeared on the horizon, and in the distant place, the owner of the cow appeared before, and said to the bandits, and drove up his cattle, and for a while, it was gone.

"Damn, I've been raising cattle for so long for nothing." The black bandit took a sip.

When I returned to the deserted village, it was already completely night, and there were no lights, only a few bleak stars hanging high in the sky, blinking their eyes, more beautiful than usual. But on such a night, for the bandits, there is no beauty at all, at this time only to die, because all their money is used to buy cattle, but in the end it is such an end, alas!

Sitting at the door of his house and drinking for a while, the bandit was in a better mood, and after a while, in boredom, he fell into a deep sleep, and wanted to find his cow in his dream.

It was at this moment that the war in the northwest woke him up, and he got up and went out of the house, and soon after that he stood at the door of the ruined house, looking into the distance. The sky was once so red that even the stars in the sky burned all the time, and it was a spectacular night.

I don't know who fought with whom in the northwest, it seems that a civil war broke out in Siam, and at this time the fight was very fierce, and the casualties were not counted, which once shocked the world. People talked about it, condemned it, and praised it.

At this time, the black bandit had already become a poor man, a poor man through and through, almost penniless, and it was really better to live like this than to die. However, thinking of those women, the bandits were reluctant to think about it for a while, and they had to find a way to get some money, otherwise, wouldn't it be a joke to live this day?

In the darkness of the night, the bandits set foot on the battlefield, and the only purpose of this visit was to pick up abandoned vehicles on the battlefield or something. Of course, I didn't dare to go during the day, because the war was fierce, and if I was not careful, my life would be at risk!

But at night, he slipped quietly into the battlefield alone, and there was only one goal, that is, some crippled chariots and artillery on the battlefield. Don't say it, at this time, on the battlefield, there are a lot of scrapped chariots, but looking at these things blankly, it is useless to get them back, otherwise, it should be a good idea to transport these chariots back and sell them as scrap, and you can make a lot of money, right?

At this time, in the middle of the battlefield sideways, haunted by these scrapped vehicles, there was no one around, almost only his own ears, and his heart was pounding in the face of these valuable things. As long as you ship these things back and sell them at the scrap store, you should be able to make some money.

Just as he was about to do so, the sky suddenly began to fire again, and the fire was so bright that it almost reflected the night sky. The bandit was hiding in a small hole, and all he had to do was wait for the shells to run out.

A cannonball exploded in front of the bandit's eyes, and if it weren't for the Bodhisattva's blessing, the bandit might not have been there at that time. Standing up, shaking off the dirt all over his body, when he looked at it again, the field was already a depression, and he didn't hear any movement at all, and the two sides who dared to start a war had already fallen into the truce stage, otherwise, why was it so quiet?

The bandit stood in front of an abandoned chariot with a hoe on his shoulder, and went in to look at it, trying to get something of value, but there was nothing. This quickly slipped out, carrying a steel pipe on his shoulder, which was very heavy, and for a while, he really couldn't carry it.

"Damn, if you can get this chariot to the scrap shop, you can make some money, right?" The bandit thought so.

But this chariot was so huge that it could not be carried away on its shoulders for a while, and at this time, the cannon was fired not far away, and the huge explosion frightened the black bandits to stand there, and quietly slipped back into a dilapidated small cave, looking at the abandoned iron tools not far away, and did not know what to do.

"Why don't you bury those abandoned chariots, make a mark where they are buried, and then come and pull them away when you have time, and sell them slowly......" thought to the bandit.

While thinking so, he did it. But at this time, for some reason, it continued to rain in the sky, as if he was determined not to deal with himself, and did not get his clothes wet, as if he would not give up.

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