Inside the Xialin Yamen, it was noisy.

The generals under Yang Minggui were wearing silk brocade robes that they had snatched out of nowhere, looking very ill-fitting, with their chests exposed, hugging the beauties rewarded by Yang Minggui, grinning with big yellow teeth, drinking wine, and staring at the man in sackcloth who walked into the yamen with contempt.

This group of people is not like an army general, but more like a group of bandits.

Yang Minggui was holding a wine glass made of gold and inlaid with precious stones, this wine cup was found in Xia Lin's big house, and he loved this golden thing very much.

Yang Minggui took a sip of the wine in the golden wine glass, immediately put down the wine glass, sat upright, set up a shelf, and drank softly: "Who is in the hall?" ”

The man in sackcloth knelt on one knee, clasped his fists, and said respectfully: "Little Hu Qiang, a person from Qingting County." ”

"And who's your boss?" Yang Minggui glanced at the famous sticker on the table, he didn't look at it, in his opinion, the so-called refuge of the other party is either a group of ruffians, or a pot of mountain bandits.

"The eldest of my family is named Chen Mo, a native of Fuze Village, Pingting County, and his hair has just been tied for a year." According to what Chen Mo taught him, Hu Qiang suppressed the apprehension in his heart and said slowly.

However, before the words were finished, the generals on both sides couldn't help but laugh.

Even Yang Minggui couldn't help laughing, just over a year after bunching his hair, that is, at the age of seventeen.

He said: "A stinky boy can also be your boss, what a cowardly egg." ”

When the words fell, the generals below also coaxed, laughing constantly.

Yang Minggui picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in the wine glass in one gulp, the wine flowed down the corner of his mouth, to the exposed chest, he wiped it casually, then lay on his side on the main seat, took the name card on the table, and said while looking at it: "How many of you are there?" ”

"There are 800 young and strong people in the village." Hu Qiang suppressed the emotions in his heart and said respectfully.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Yang Minggui finally got up, if there are 800 people in Qingzhuang, wouldn't there be two to 3,000 people in the village, if they take refuge, it can be regarded as a lot of strength, and he sat down again: "You can know the consequences of Yu Benshuai"

After that, a plate with appetizers in front of him exploded with a bang, but it didn't explode, but turned directly into powder.

Hu Qiang knelt down on both knees, trembling and said, "The little one doesn't dare." ”

"I don't dare." Yang Minggui was very satisfied with Hu Qiang's performance, and immediately said: "Since there are so many people in your village, why do you want to listen to the words of a hairy boy who has not dried up?" ”

Hu Qiang told Chen Mo about killing bears and wild boars.

"Young Hero." Yang Minggui raised his eyebrows, and then said, "Your boss is a martial artist?" ”

Hu Qiang nodded.

Yang Minggui became a little interested, and said: "On this post, it is said that your boss is a child, that is, a child, and a martial artist, and he will not leave with a good future, why should he take refuge in Ben Shuai?" ”

"I can't live anymore." Hu Qiang told what happened to him, and immediately said: "Those dog officials deceived people too much, and they also forcibly arrested the soldiers, and did not leave us a way to live, so we killed the officials and rebelled. ”

The people present, no one wanted to rebel from the beginning, they were all bullied by the court and those dog officials so much that they couldn't survive anymore, so they came up with it.

It's just that now they all seem to have forgotten their original intentions, and the dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon.

But no matter what, Hu Qiang's words can still arouse empathy.

"Sure enough, they are all dog officials, a nest of snakes and rats."

The generals on both sides said with indignant faces.

Yang Minggui lightly tapped his fingers on the table, then laughed loudly, and said: "Since they are all toiling people who are oppressed by the imperial court, how can my Heavenly Master Army not be rescued, come here, set the table for this Hu brother, and serve wine." ”

……

"Whoosh!"

An arrow burst through the air, and the arrow sank directly into the trunk of a pine tree, and the tail of the arrow swayed slightly, making a clear sound.

"Okay."

"Immortal Master Chen's Divine Shooting!"

"Immortal Master Chen is mighty."

A hundred steps away, when the brave guards saw this scene, they all applauded and praised, although they had the meaning of patting on the back, but they were more in admiration.

Especially an archer like Hu Zhiyong, who was born in Orion, knew how difficult it was to achieve this.

The same is true for Su Wen, Su Wu, and Su Qi.

In the past few days, they finally understood why the villagers called Chen Mo "Chen Immortal Master".

At first, they thought that the immortal method in the mouth of the villagers was some kind of martial arts method used by Chen Mo to fool the people, but they really didn't expect that Chen Mo really knew the immortal method.

[+1 for the number of archery, +1 experience for chasing the wind arrow.] 】

A strange light inspiration spread around Chen Mo, and he put down the twelve-stone strong bow and called up the system panel.

[Name: Chen Mo.] 】

[Age: 17.] 】

[Exercise: Ziyang Yuan Gong (Xiaocheng 2123.4/5000)]. 】

[Realm: Qi refining (six products). 】

[Strength: 280+21.] 】

[Skill: Great Day One Breath Slash (Beginner 230123/5000000), Wind Chasing Arrow (Advanced 0/2000). 】

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, just the intermediate proficiency of the Wind Chasing Arrow, the additional power added, was comparable to the top-level Tianhe Sword Technique.

Of course, it is also more difficult to practice than the Tianhe knife technique.

After all, archery is harder and more time-consuming than swinging a knife.

What satisfied him the most was the blood ginseng.

A whole blood ginseng directly increased his experience of Ziyang Transformation Yuan Gong by more than 1,000 points.

Self strength has also been increased by 7.

What kind of concept is this, at the beginning, a purple sun turtle only added more than a hundred points of experience to his blood cultivation technique.

If there were two more blood ginsengs, he would be able to directly eat a five-rank martial artist.

The afterglow swept to the point that everyone was around, Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, and turned his head to look: "What are you looking at, do you want to practice more after the training is over?" ”

Hearing this, the faces of the Divine Warrior Guards changed, and they quickly dispersed and continued training.

Chen Mo returned to the cottage and drank a sip of water.

Han Anniang brought a wet towel and wiped the sweat on Chen Mo's face.

In the past few days, Chen Mo has asked the old and weak women and children in the village to move to live in the cottage.

The money and food were all transferred to the cottage.

Chen Mo didn't know if the name card he handed over would work, so he had to prepare in advance just in case.

Moving this group of old and weak women and children to the rear can also make the brave guards have no worries.

As the sun set, Shen Yongwei descended the mountain and returned to the village.

At present, the village has been turned into a barracks for the Divine Guards and the reserves.

Wang Ping came to Chen Mo's side and reported on the number of refugees taken in today.

Due to the fact that Chen Mo has only taken in young and strong families in recent times, the number of young and strong people in the village has reached 2,500.

The reserves alone exceeded a thousand.

(End of chapter)