1. Madam, please respect yourself

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In the middle of the night, the lights in the cool mountain are dimmed.

A rolling roar rang out, and thunder pierced the sky from far and near.

The dazzling electric light suddenly tore through the night, illuminating the entire mountaintop, reflecting the rows of humble houses that sat on the top of the mountain.

"Tick!"

Majestic rain followed!

"Whoa."

The sound of rain was accompanied by thunder, and the wind swept the rain and crashed against the windows.

In the room, on the cold bed, the figure covered with a thin futon opened his eyes suddenly, and the whole person sat up violently, and his empty eyes gradually became a little more bright.

"Dayan, the twenty-second year of Tianshun ......"

"Dusk Mountain, Bandit ......"

Shen Du exhaled heavily, reached out and picked up the teacup on the table, and drank it all, with a wry smile on his face.

He wished it was just a dream......

But every time he opened his eyes, everything in front of him told him that it was not a dream.

He died, but not completely, but came to this strange world.

From the confusion at the beginning, to the calm acceptance later.

It's been two and a half years since I crossed over.

His body is also named Shen Du, the son of a mountain bandit, the righteous son of Song Shenzhou, the master of the Duliang Mountain Bandit Village.

This is put in the game, it is a villain little boss, and he belongs to the "leek" that can be harvested by righteous people at any time.

Song Shenzhou, in the area of Qingzhou in Yan Kingdom, is also a well-known mountain bandit, and he is famous in the rivers and lakes with a golden knife.

"It's a pity ......"

Shen Du sighed, pulled the cloak on the side, turned around and walked out of the room.

The howling wind swept the rain in the sky, and Shen Du stretched out his hand to tighten his clothes.

Inside and outside the courtyard, white lanterns are hung, and under this dim rain curtain, it looks a little gloomy.

Entering the main hall of the courtyard, the word "Juyi" is hung on the plaque outside the door, and a good coffin is placed in the center of the hall.

As for the person lying in this coffin, it is the big boss of Duliang Mountain and his father-in-law.

Shen Du's expression was a little complicated.

He was very fortunate to have come to this other world where life is like ants and people are like grass mustard, and Song Shenzhou is willing to give him a bowl of rice to eat, and even accept him as a righteous son.

Otherwise, he would have died in the war.

This world is very much like a game in the previous life, which was popular all over the country and was known as a 100% real martial arts world.

Among them, there are multiple countries, integrating the backgrounds of countless martial arts worlds, players can choose different camps, as well as many martial arts schools, which can allow people to experience different stories of the rivers and lakes and complete the dream of walking the world with swords.

But he never imagined that he would come into this world.

If he is in the game, even if he dies, he has a resurrection armor, but in this world, if he dies, he is really dead.

Shen Du walked into the room, and there was no one keeping vigil in the room, which seemed extremely quiet.

respectfully put on the three pillars of incense, stared at the coffin, and sighed lightly: "Father-in-law, it's comfortable for you to go inside, but no one can deal with this mess." ”

In this bandit village, if you don't have much strength, others won't care if you are the master of the village.

What's more, to put it bluntly, he is only Song Shenzhou's righteous son, people go to tea and cool, what the bandits need is a person who can take them to eat well, not a young village master with an empty name.

He, the famous young village master, is estimated to be very obstructive to the eyes of others, which he has known for a long time.

At that moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the house.

Shen Du turned his head to look and saw a woman about thirty years old coming slowly.

"Ma'am."

Shen Du bowed slightly, and said hello.

Liang Ling!

He's the woman who was ransomed from the green building when his father-in-law first entered the city.

As a man with strong blood, some needs are naturally inevitable, coupled with Liang Ling's clever tongue and a few words on the bed, Song Shenzhou paid money to redeem people in a daze.

But it is estimated that Liang Ling didn't expect that she thought Song Shenzhou was a hero, but she never thought that he was a bandit leader.

Afterwards, Song Shenzhou felt that he had paid all his money and couldn't waste it in vain, so he took it back to the cottage, but he never had any official name.

Even if Song Shenzhou has the prestige of "Golden Back Knife" in the rivers and lakes, this place is a bandit village after all, there is no saying that the Ming media is marrying, and Song Shenzhou does not want to marry a Qinglou woman openly.

When Liang Ling saw Shen Du, a subtle discoloration flashed in her eyes.

Liang Ling bowed slightly, then stepped over, his footsteps suddenly stumbled, and then fell towards Shen Du.

Seeing this scene, Shen Du's brows furrowed slightly, and as soon as his feet moved, he immediately dodged.

Seeing Shen Du dodging, Liang Ling's face changed slightly, her expression looked a little flustered, and she slammed on the ground with a "bang".

Liang Ling let out a painful sound, looked up at Shen Du, looked stunned, and soon a trace of annoyance appeared in his eyes.

Shen Du ignored Liang Ling's expression at all, and said calmly: "Madam, please respect yourself!" ”

"Don't forget, what kind of place is this!"

Song Shenzhou is a bandit, yes, but he treats him well.

What's more, this is Song Shenzhou's mourning hall.

Liang Ling's mind, his heart is like a mirror, as soon as Song Shenzhou dies, he is not the only one who loses his support.

"Huh!"

Liang Ling suddenly sneered, her face full of sarcasm, glanced at the coffin in the hall, and looked resentful: "Do you think he is a good person?" ”

"If it weren't for him, how would I have fallen into this bandit village, what good things he has left to you, but what about me?"

"I don't even have a name in the end!"

The more Liang Ling spoke, the louder she became, her face full of unwillingness, and then she ripped off her clothes.

Song Shenzhou was still a wife when she was alive, but once he died, what could she get?

Who here will really care if she lives or dies!

Shen Du frowned slightly, and his tone was a little colder: "What do you want to do?" ”

Hearing this, Liang Ling smiled coldly, and suddenly shouted outside the house.

"Someone's coming!"

"Help!"

"Young master, don't ...... like this"

Liang Ling shouted hysterically, and for a while her voice seemed to overshadow the majestic rain.

Shen Du's face changed slightly.

Stomp, stomp!

There was a rush of footsteps.

Almost instantly, a group of people quickly broke into the house under the heavy rain.

The leader was a tall, thin, dark-eyed man who looked to be in his forties, dressed in a black robe with a white cloth tied around his left arm.

Xiashan Tiger, Xu Hu, Duliang Mountain is the second master!

Behind him, there were also a group of people, all of whom were full of anger, and Shen Du recognized that these people were Xu Hu's henchmen.

"What happened?"

Liang Ling didn't say a word, her face was full of tears, and she looked worried.

When Xu Hu saw Liang Ling, who was disheveled, he immediately exclaimed: "Shen Du, you wild seed, dare to do such a thing on top of the eldest brother's mourning hall!" ”

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