The bandits really wanted to rob the bank, but when they stood in front of the bank and faced the armed guards, the idea of asking for money and not killing disappeared, so they had to return to the deserted village and continue to find a way in the crops.

Before dawn, the bandit got up, washed his face in a hurry, and went up the mountain in the dark, wanting to go and serve the crops in the field. Although his corn was stolen by someone, and there was almost no one left, there was still a rice field on the mountain, and the rice was ripe, and at this time he had a heart, and no one would steal it again.

In order to prevent their rice from being stolen, the bandits got up before dawn every day and went to the mountains, and they had to defend it, otherwise if the gangsters stole it again, what would happen to them, and their hopes, everything, were in this rice field.

This paddy field is about 100 acres, which is considered large in a deserted village, at least compared to the thin man's piece. Once the rice is ripe, he will go and harvest all the rice, dry it, and then take it to Luzhen to sell it for some money to cure the disease.

One day, the bandits went up the mountain early, and had to go to their rice fields to pull out weeds and drive away some birds that were greedy for their own grain, and by the way, they also wanted to go to the mountains to see the clouds.

Sitting on the edge of the field, watching the rice gradually grow, golden and yellow, brilliant as gold, so that the bandits for a while, the mood is very refreshing, it seems that with these rice, it is equivalent to having life, no longer afraid of death.

During the day, the temperature is very high, 40 degrees Celsius, yellow warning for high temperatures, ordinary people, at this time, are no longer staying in the mountains, go back immediately, otherwise there will be endless troubles, and there are no fewer people who have died because of this. However, the bandits did not want to go back, because they had to protect the crops anyway, and when they saw that the temperature was too high, the bandits got some fans for a while, and they stood on the edge of the field in spite of their own health, and busied themselves back and forth, fanning the wind for the rice, so that it could not be too heated.

After many days like this, the grain became more and more ripe, and the harvest was about to be in sight, but at this time, the body of the black bandit was also getting worse and worse, and he was so thin that he almost fell when the wind blew. For the sake of these grains, the bandits did not bother less, and sometimes they lived in the mountains and fell asleep with those grains.

It's not okay if you don't do that, your own corn is an example, you can't be careless anymore, even if there are some unclean things on the mountain, it's nothing, what's more depressing than losing your property?

As a result of working day and night, he became ill, and his body, which was not sick, gradually became sick. The bandits didn't even have the strength to go up the mountain, but on this day, seeing that the sky was very good, it was a waste of time to stay in their own house in vain, so they got up early and climbed the mountain.

When I climbed halfway to the road, because of the lack of physical strength, I really couldn't climb, so I had no choice but to sit on the road, take a break, and wait for the physical strength to recover, and then I had some strength, and then climbed up the mountain. At this moment, someone hurriedly walked by his side, looking like that, isn't it the dog master, but I don't know what he is doing when he goes to the mountain at this time.

When the dog master walked past the bandit, he didn't say hello to him, not long ago, the two of them met with knives and guns, and when they met, they didn't speak, which was also reasonable, and it was not worth making a fuss. I haven't seen him for many days, and the dog master is more energetic than before, he is simply fat and strong, coming and going like the wind, fighting spirit, and swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

And the black bandit didn't know why, at this time, he became such a thin look, plus he had some rheumatism on his body, and he couldn't move for a while, even if the dog hit himself, even if he slashed him, the black bandit would never be able to fight back.

Fortunately, the dog master just walked by in a hurry, and he didn't hold grudges, and in the blink of an eye, he walked past him and went to the mountain. But the dog master has no land on the mountain, so what is the intention of going up the mountain at this time?

The dog master went to the mountain, facing this large rice field, he was really in a very good mood, of course he didn't farm, he relied on doing some bad things to live, with the passage of time, gradually there was no such good luck, these days, it was a series of failures, almost lost his life.

Thinking of the danger of those things, and thinking back to the unbearable days of licking blood with knives, the dog master didn't want to do it anymore, and wanted to wash his hands in a golden basin and live his own little life. But for some reason, the millet at home is about to disappear, and as a human being, it is impossible not to eat, and for a while, in order to survive, you can only rely on those grains that grow on the mountains.

The dog master came to the black bandit's field, looking at this large piece of good grain, can he be unhappy for a while? At this time, he sat on a stone on the edge of this big field, and laughed for several hours, until the black bandit appeared in front of his eyes, and then he stopped laughing, and when he saw the black bandit coming, he was not afraid, knowing that he was just a wasted man, even if he was standing in front of him, it was nothing.

"What are you laughing at?" The bandit asked.

"I'm smiling," said the dog with a long sigh, and said lightly, "I don't have to worry about running out of food in the future." ”

"This is my rice field, and all this grain is mine, you ...... What do you want? ”

"Hahaha." The dog man laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?" The bandit asked again.

"I'm smiling," said the dog master with a smile, "and these grains will be surnamed dogs from now on." ”

"You want to rob Lao Tzu's grain?" The bandit asked.

"How can this be considered robbery," replied the dog master, "this is just the grain I grew myself, is it?" ”

"You ......" The black bandit rushed forward at this time, trying to catch the dog master, but recently, because of the work day and night, he was already haggard and had little strength, and he was no longer the opponent of the dog master.

The dog master dropped these words, and then left, originally wanted to harvest these grains, but looked at the color, it is not yet ripe, let's talk about it later.

The black bandit saw the dog leave, sat on a stone, and for a while, hummed a ballad, with this rice field, his illness is not a problem, and soon after, he will be a strong man again. When the night came, he saw that there was no one on the mountain, and there was no one left, so he stumbled along the mountain road back to his house.

A few days later, the bandit was paralyzed in bed and could barely move, and he said that he would go to the mountains to threak in the grain, even if he went to the toilet to pee. It seems that after such a busy day, the body is already unbearable and exhausted.

Fortunately, the black bandit has always been in good health, so these problems are nothing, he struggled to get up, walked a few steps, and his illness turned out to be cured. You can even jump up.

It was a very good day, and the bandits went to the mountains, and at one time saw a large number of people standing there by the edge of their fields, busy without ceasing, reaping their own grain. And among those people, the one who took the lead was the dog master, while harvesting those golden grains, while playing oh ho, it was really in full swing, so lively.

Just when the dog master and his gang were working hard, they found that the black bandit was suddenly standing in front of him, and he wanted to step forward and kill a few people, but when he read the doctor's instructions, his body was already not as good as before, and he was seriously ill, so it was inconvenient to quarrel with people at this time.

"What does it matter to you that we reap our own grain?" The dog master looked at the black bandit and said so.

"This is Lao Tzu's field, what are you doing here?" The bandit wanted to rush forward and beat someone, but at this time, for some reason, his legs and feet were very inconvenient, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

When people saw that the black bandit had become like this, for a while, they didn't take him seriously, and continued to cut the rice in the field, and the dog master urged from time to time to ask people to work and not take other things to heart. With the encouragement of the dog master, people started to work, which was very powerful, and in the blink of an eye, most of the grain in such a large field was harvested.

The bandit is seriously ill, and if he goes to compete with others, isn't that looking for death? At this time, it is inconvenient to make a move, but from time to time he yells and shouts, driving away those who cut their own grain.

In an instant, Datian had already harvested more than half of it, leaving a small half for the bandits, otherwise, the poor man might really be able to do anything at that time, and he might even die under his gun.

Under the leadership of the dog master, the people scattered and fled, not daring to stay in the mountains, the bandits originally wanted to chase, but because of the inconvenience of their legs and feet, for a while, there was no strength, so they had to let go of those who harvested their own rice.

After harvesting the rest of the grain, the bandits sold it to Lu Zhen and went to the hospital again, and they had to be properly diagnosed, otherwise, they would be seriously ill, what would they have done in such a day?

"You're not sick." So says the healer.

"Didn't you say that Lao Tzu was seriously ill before, why is he not sick now?" The bandits were very angry, knowing that they were not sick, and that they were going to fight with them when the people of those deserted villages were harvesting the crops in their fields.

"I'm really not sick." The healer left him alone, and went on with his work.

The bandits have returned to the deserted village. I knew that I was not sick, so I didn't get up early and work so greedily, planting a small piece of rice field is enough to eat for a year, do you still need to work so hard?

But after thinking about it, I think it's not bad, I've been working hard for a while, at least I have so much grain into my granary, and in the future, I won't have to live that unbearable life, let alone think about armed robbery.

The bandit returned to his house while thinking so, but he found that he was not persuaded to do so, and felt that someone had entered his house, otherwise, the quilt on the bed and the dishes and chopsticks on the table would not have been lost, and someone must have entered his house and stole some of his treasures.

At this time, I walked to the edge of the granary, saw that the lid had been opened, and looked inside, it was empty, and I couldn't see anything at all, and the grain that I had worked so hard to grow was not a single one left at all for a while, and it was all stolen.

On this night, the bandits entered the deserted village to search and visit, but at this time, every house was closed, and if they wanted to enter, they couldn't get in. In desperation, the bandit had no choice but to return to his house, and outside, in the blink of an eye, there was already a howling wind and heavy rain.

In such a night, there is no one to be seen in the deserted village, let alone people, even if it is some beasts, ghosts and terrible things, at this time, they also stay in their lair, and there is no reason to come out. The black bandits want to go out and have a look, but the wind is so strong and the rain is crazy that they once broke the record of a hundred years.

There was no way, the bandits had to stay in their own rooms, huddle in dilapidated places, and pass the time in boredom.

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