"I had already told my parents before I went out that they thought I had made the right decision and that they were already trying to convince the others. And, we still have peace. ”

An Nanhuai said: "Zhiping is the son of Uncle Anfeng, and now that his uncle is not conscious, Zhiping will take charge of the post of township chief on his behalf, and the token in his hand can call on all the people in Xiaxi to listen to his orders and use them for him." And now, Zhiping is also on our side. ”

Jing Zhao was speechless in the world.

How can he have so many people believe in him, worship him as a god, be willing to follow him, be born and die, and be willing to go to the soup and fire for him. The Aning, Qing, and Shandan clans, and now there are villagers in a village in Xiaxi.

Before going out, A-Ning asked him: Do you regret it? He replied at the time that he did not regret it. Now the mission on his shoulders has become heavy, and the number of people who need his protection has become even greater.

He has no way out, and for the sake of everyone's faith, he should fight to the end! He Gu Jingzhao will never regret the choice he made!

Jing Zhao concentrated, and he spoke seriously:

"I don't think the patriarch and the Great Witch will wait too long, they will do it when it gets dark. I have no choice but to fight now.

After you go back, you can tell everyone that once you betray the Great Witch, you will be the enemy of the Great Witch for the rest of your life, and I don't need to say what the price is, you naturally understand it in your hearts.

If you have thought about it and decide to follow me in the opposite direction, then come. If you don't come in the end, I won't blame you. Everyone longs for a peaceful and stable life more than war.

You don't have to answer me in a hurry, it's a big and heavy matter, and you tell the villagers what I say, and it's up to them to think about it, and it's up to them to decide. ”

An Nan Huaizai carefully took Jing Zhao's words to heart, and he nodded heavily in agreement.

Jing Zhao was about to open the door to send him out.

An Nanhuai immediately stopped him: "Don't! Mr. Gu, your door is guarded, and when I came, I saw several people guarding it. ”

Jing Zhao pondered slightly, presumably they should have brought the news of their "wounded" back to Shang Shi Ji to the patriarch and the priest, and now the two people who received the news should be thinking about how to destroy his Shang Shi Ji.

Jing Zhao smiled secretly, let them taste his chili water when the time comes!

He asked An Nanhuai: "Then I'll send you the wall again, and you will climb back again?" ”

"Yes." An Nanhuai chuckled, and two small dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, "This big poplar tree has well-developed branches and leads to the courtyard wall of my aunt's house to the east, and if I climb down from that side, no one will notice." ”

Jing Zhao laughed and pinched his little face: "Little clever ghost." ”

After Jing Zhao sent An Nanhuai out, he turned back into the courtyard and thought about it seriously.

If, according to An Nanhuai, Dawu and the patriarch brought out hundreds of village soldiers to confront him, it would not be a war, but a unilateral torture.

The meager manpower he can now call on is vulnerable, and he must find a way!

Jing Zhao was thinking about it, as soon as the kitchen door opened, a group of middle-aged people poured out in an instant, coughing and snot with tears streaming down their faces, looking miserable and funny.

Jing Zhao laughed unkindly.

"Well...... cough cough cough ...... Gong, this red soup, cough cough cough, cough cough, it's all packed, cough cough. While wiping his tears, the man pointed to the two large bamboo baskets on the ground and said.

Jing Zhao patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work." Wash it up. ”

He asked everyone to wash their hands with well water, and wiped their faces, and the choking feeling finally dissipated for a minute or two.

"Engong, what the hell is this, it makes the brothers snot and tears."

Jing Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Secret weapon." ”

"Come into the kitchen again and help me take out the white cloth bag and the bag on the table."

After saying that this time, everyone was backing away.

It was a fatal smell, and several people's lungs were about to cough out just now. No one wants to experience it again.

Everyone, you, you, and I pushed for a long time, and finally selected a person by guessing boxing, and when he entered the door, there was quite a fearlessness about to sacrifice righteousness.

In a moment, the heart-rending cough and sneeze came again.

This time, everyone laughed unkindly.

After he brought everything out, Jing Zhao put the white pepper powder on the stone mill and brought a jar of chili water.

Jing Zhao patted the white cloth bag: "This thing...... Which of you is here to open it? ”

"No, no, no." Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Engong, just say it directly, if you are smoked by this red soup again, our brothers will really not be able to stand it."

Jing Zhao smiled, "Okay, then I'll just say it." ”

"This thing is Hu ......" Jing Zhao was beaten again, the pepper was brought back by Zhang Qian when he went to the Western Regions, and now he said the name and crossed again!

"Ahem." Jing Zhao hid his embarrassment, "I carefully prepared this thing, and people who smell it will sneeze, cry, and can't open their eyes." ”

"Isn't this as powerful as red soup?"

Jing Zhao nodded, "I'll divide these into five people's amounts." ”

He ordered five people to come out, "When the time comes, you five, cover your noses and close your mouths so that you will not be disturbed by this thing, and each of you will guard a corner, and when people enter the store, you will use a fan to raise the powder, and they will all burst into tears." ”

Jing Zhao pointed to the chili water again: "The power of this thing, I don't need to say that you have all felt it." ”

Everyone nodded in unison.

He ordered eight more people to come out, "You eight will pour this red soup on the enemy, remember to splash it in their faces." ”

This high-alkalinity chili water with a few spoonfuls of salt he added, smelling it makes people want to live or die, if it touches the skin, redness and swelling must be indispensable!

Jing Zhao said to the remaining seven people: "You cut these pieces into sharp heads, and when the enemy is blinded again, and is called by the spicy screams, and the battle is in chaos, you will shoot these arrows at them." ”

"Engong, but we don't have a bow."

Jing Zhao patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, there will be." ”

After everyone began to sharpen arrows with chopsticks, Jing Zhao ran to the system to exchange a few beef tendons, he soaked the beef tendons in oil, repeatedly pulled out the elasticity, took two bamboos and made the shape of the bow, punched holes at both ends of the bamboo, tied the cow tendons firmly, and a simple bow was ready.

After Jing Zhao finished doing it, he tried an arrow, the toughness of the cow tendon was very strong, and it took great strength to pull the bow, but the moment he let go, the arrow made of chopsticks shot out at the same speed as flying.

- Bang!

It shot into the beams with a thud, and the beams of the roof shook with it.

Jing Zhao hurriedly ran over to take a look, and the chopsticks were inserted at least three inches!

"Wow!" And they all exclaimed.

With such power, it is almost enough to catch up with the crossbow arrows on the battlefield.

Jing Zhao was also very satisfied when he saw this, and he asked everyone to speed up and sharpen all the more than 100 chopsticks. Thanks to him opening a restaurant, there is nothing else, but chopsticks are enough.

Even if Aning didn't arrive in time, these bows and arrows would be enough for them to cope with it for a while.