If Jing Zhao didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes at this moment, he would definitely kick this little bastard into Anxi and let him feed the fish!

Back then, he was also a man who went in and out of the gym at least twice a week and had six-pack abs. The weaker is the original owner's body, and it is definitely not him Gu Jingzhao!

In the ancestral hall, An Zhiping and his party have arrived.

Jing Zhao was held by An Nanhuai and sat on the main seat, and someone immediately handed over a bowl of tea, and Jing Zhao drank it all in one gulp. After a while, An Nanhuai handed over another piece of bamboo.

"Mr. Gu, this is sent by the patriarch, saying that he wants to talk to you."

Jing Zhao turned over the bamboo slice -

Jingzhao Xiao'er, quickly hand over a hundred township soldiers, I will spare you from death!

After reading the above words, he was silent for a while.

This is what An Nanhuai said and wants to talk to him? Their dear patriarch, this is really "polite"!

Jing Zhao threw the bamboo pieces on the table casually, and said, "Then go and 'chat', send someone to watch the more than 100 captives, no one is allowed to approach without my order, and no one is allowed to let people out." ”

"Nanhuai, you accompany me on a trip."

Annan Huai should be good.

These are all things that have been said yesterday, and An Nanhuai will accompany him to meet the patriarch.

Jing Zhao knew in his heart that as long as he didn't take the captives out, as long as he still had a handle in his hands, he would definitely be safe when he went to see the patriarch alone.

Jing Zhao had one purpose in this negotiation, to get them to withdraw from the army.

Before leaving, A-Ning stopped him: "I will give you ten soldiers, you take them with you, and if anything is wrong, withdraw immediately." ”

Jing Zhao nodded in response, "Actually, I won't have an accident if I go alone." He said: "You have watched the more than 100 captives, don't let people know where they are held, don't let people take them away, presumably the patriarch will not exchange the lives of more than 100 people for me, this business is not worth it." ”

As he spoke, he winked playfully at Aning.

Jing Zhao seemed to think of something again, and leaned into A-Ning's ear and whispered, "There is one more thing." ”

He pointed to the big camphor tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and pulled A-Ning to the side: "It has rained twice in a row, and the bean sprouts have begun to sprout. If I have not returned when the golden body breaks through the earth, this place will be handed over to you. ”

A-Ning nodded lightly and responded, "Don't worry." The young man's words were steady and powerful, and Jing Zhao believed that he could handle it well.

When the golden body broke through the ground, it was when everyone built a temple for him, Jing Zhao was already gearing up, and when he was ready to come back, he accepted everyone's worship and called him "Gu Dashen".

A Ning gave another admonition to Jing Zhao, mainly emphasizing the principle of "if you can't beat it, you can run".

Jing Zhaoqi crooked his nose, can't this guy hope that he will be better!

When he and An Nanhuai walked out of the village with ten people, Jing Zhao suddenly realized that this seemed to be the first time he had left A-Ning and acted alone since he came here.

He paused in his steps, and turned his head to look back at the stockade.

An Nanhuai was puzzled: "Mr. Gu, is there any problem?" ”

The road was empty, there wasn't even a figure, and A-Ning's little bastard didn't even know how to come out to see him off. Jing Zhao's heart was empty for a moment.

He couldn't say it was because of anything, but he was a little disappointed.

Jing Zhao shook his head, "It's okay, let's go." ”

The group then continued to walk towards the place where the patriarch and the priest had set up camp.

That compartment.

The priest's venomous eyes swept across everyone in front of him.

"So, who can explain to me why the three hundred township soldiers were defeated by Gu Jingzhao's few dozen people?"

For the first time in his life, the priest was so embarrassed that he was driven out of the village by a cook with a kitchen knife and a few rural villagers who were not even soldiers.

It was clear that they had 300 village soldiers in their hands, but they couldn't beat a few mud legs.

This in itself is a big problem!

The patriarch stood beside the priest, not daring to say a word, and sweat fell from his forehead in large drops.

Of course, he knew why he couldn't beat it.

But he didn't dare to say a word, and if he said it, he would die!

The priest's gaze instantly crossed over the patriarch.

"These three hundred township soldiers were all brought by you from Shangxi, and you swore to me that you would capture Gu Jingzhao alive, and this is the result you gave me! Lost three hundred people, and didn't even catch Gu Jingzhao's shadow?! ”

The patriarch's knees weakened, and he fell to his knees in an instant.

"Priest, this is not something I could have predicted! That Gu Jingzhao does have some evil magic on his body, and our surviving soldiers also said that there is something in his hand that will make people cry, and there is another thing that makes everyone's faces extremely painful and blinds everyone's eyes, and until now, we don't know what it is. ”

"Besides, there is a young man beside him, you have also seen that young man, his body is as fast as a ghost, he can fight against a hundred, how can we compete with him......"

After the patriarch finished speaking in a panic, he carefully looked up at the priest's expression.

The priest snorted and said, "Then according to what you say, you can only let Gu Jingzhao still occupy Xiaxi and do evil?!" ”

"No, that's not what I meant." The patriarch was flustered, and he couldn't think of how to defend himself for a while.

The entire Minyue region believes in Wu Zu, under Wu Zu by ten great witches in charge of Baiyue places, each big witch under the establishment of the long spleen, the second Huan Hu, three Benyun, three priests and countless witches.

And whether it is the patriarch or the township chief, they look high on weekdays, but at the critical moment, no one dares to disobey the rebel witch. The Great Witch is the heaven of Baiyue, and everyone must obey their orders, and the patriarch is no exception.

The priest raised his hand slightly, and told everyone to exit the tent.

He smiled coldly, bent down, and put one hand on the shoulder of the white-bearded old patriarch, and the black and white viper coiled in the priest's hand slowly crawled from his hand to the patriarch's neck with a triangular head.

It spits out the snake hyacinth, makes a "zizi" sound, circles around the patriarch's neck, and finally glares at the patriarch with its snake head raised.

The patriarch was stared at by it, and the sweat dripped down in large pieces. The head of the snake was less than two feet away from his throat, and he was terrified.

The priest's cold voice sounded again: "Let me ask you one last time, why can't three hundred people beat Gu Jingzhao's few dozen people?" ”

"I, I'......" the patriarch's eyes wandered, he didn't know what to say, and he was afraid of the snake's sudden attack.

He knelt on his knees and his back stiffened, but he still didn't dare to move.

The priest's bloody gaze was fixed on him, and patience was on the verge of running out.

The patriarch didn't dare to lie, he closed his eyes heavily, and resigned himself to his fate: "It's because there is no food in Shangxi, these villagers have been hungry for too long, and some of them have even suffered from epidemics, so their combat strength is far inferior to Gu Jingzhao's mud legs." ”