Chapter Seventy-Six: The Four Robbers

All the way west.

The journey was also smooth, and there was no danger, but I met a porcelain bumper on the way, and the painter's carriage drove too fast to stop, so I pressed over, and then I heard an 'ah' sound.

When the painter saw that he had hit someone, the carriage drove faster.

I'm afraid that others will deceive him and find him to accompany him for medical expenses, the key is poor, and he can't afford to pay for it.

He shouted, "Get out of the way, get out of the way." ”

But the man didn't listen, and stood in the middle of the road.

"Who is to blame for finding your own death?"

The carriage galloped all the way.

The sun rises in the east, slowly rises overhead, and sets in the west.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The painter stopped the carriage, took out the map, looked at the river in the distance, the direction of the mountain peaks, and then looked at the map to determine his own position.

"It's getting dark, and we're at least half a day's way to the next town." ”

"So what to do, make do with the night in the car?"

"In this wilderness, jackals, tigers and leopards, poisonous insects, snakes and ants are infested. It was cold at night, and there was no quilt in the carriage, so it was easy to catch a cold, and the day before yesterday I slept all night, and the little monk and I had a little cold. ”

Shuai Guo said in his heart, I was on the carriage board, and I sat all night, and I didn't catch a cold.

Youth, is capital.

"Where is there a home in this wilderness?" Handsome pot road.

The painter said in a good voice, "Don't you know how to do light work? Look where there is water, a river, and a lake, there should be people living there, you fly to the top of the tree, look for it? It will soon be dark." ”

Shuai Guo performed light skills, jumped vertically onto the branches, jumped up several times in a row, and reached the top of a big tree.

Climb high and look far away.

Not to mention, Shuai Guo was really lucky, he saw the smoke of the cooking, floating in the air, just behind the small mountain bag.

If there is cooking smoke, it means that someone is making a fire, and if someone is making a fire, it means that there are people living there.

Shuai Guo jumped down from the tree, pointed to the distance, and said, "There is someone making a fire there." ”

There are really people, the painter said in his heart, and he didn't have much hope.

"Okay, you lead the way, I'll drive the carriage. ”

Fortunately, Shuai Guo was not a road fool this time, and when he turned over a small hill, he saw a few grass houses.

An old man was walking on the road with a hoe on his back.

The painter stopped the carriage and shouted, "Uncle?"

The old man turned his head and said angrily, "Who is the old man? You don't look much younger than me." ”

On this day, there is no way to talk.

"Big brother?"

The old man said, "Who is the big brother, am I very familiar with you?"

Eh, doesn't it mean that the peasant uncle is simple and kind, is it all a lie in the book?

Shuai Guo poked his head out and smiled, as the saying goes, he stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling person, and he was about to speak.

The old man said, "People are ugly, and laughing is even uglier." ”

Handsome pot's smile, stiff on the face.

Shuai Guo said, "Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him." "The painter watched his performance, whoever stopped you, you killed.

The little monk was kind and grabbed him, "Big brother, don't be angry, anger will turn ugly." ”

Shuai Guo's heart seemed to have been stabbed, and then looked at the innocent eyes of the little monk, forget it, don't care about it like a child.

The old man heard the voice of the child in the car and said coldly, "Hurry up and leave." ”

However, the painter did not take this sentence to heart, and said in his heart, it is impossible for everyone in this small village to be like this old man.

The old man shook his head when he saw the carriage passing by quickly.

In front of the hamlet, there is a square.

When the people in the village heard the sound of the carriage, they all walked out, and saw the old man and the old lady holding hoes, poles, bricks, and the like.

And a couple of old ones with crutches

Shuai Guo and his entourage got out of the carriage and were also frightened by this formation.

The painter hurriedly said, "Hello!"

"We were just passing by and seeing that it was getting late, we wanted to find a place to spend the night. ”

Shuai added, "We are good people, not bad people. ”

The people in the village didn't speak, looking at Shuai Guo and his party.

No matter how he didn't speak, Shuai Guo also noticed that they were all old people, and none of them were young people.

They won't all be dumb, right, Shuai Guo muttered in his heart.

I met such an old man before, although he had a bad temper, but at least he talked to him.

Shuai Guo whispered, "What should I do?"

The painter said, "What should I do?"

The old man walked back slowly with a hoe on his back and came to the square.

The old man said, "They are passing by, not those robbers, they are all scattered." ”

Those old fathers, old ladies slowly left.

After they left, the old man explained, "They are afraid to meet strangers, and they do not welcome strangers, nor do they talk to strangers. ”

The old man scolded them on the road before, hoping that they would leave. Strangers are not welcome in this small village.

Since it has already come, it is getting late, forget it, the old man said, "I have a spare room in my house, I will borrow you to stay for one night, please leave here tomorrow morning." ”

The artist smiled and said, "Thank you then." ”

The old man did not speak, but led them to his thatched hut, which had a living room and two rooms.

He brought them to a house on the east side and said, "This is the room where you live." ”

The handsome pot thanked him.

This room, which was cleaned to the spotless, was crammed into one room by three people.

The painter said, "I'm lucky, I'll get a good night's sleep." After saying that, he went to bed, and the little monk also climbed into bed.

"Go to bed early. ”

The handsome pot has a bad feeling.

Perhaps, I think too much.

This way down the escort, that night was too peaceful, if it was really peaceful, I really didn't get used to it.

As soon as Shuai Guo took off his shoes, the painter smelled a smell, covered his nose and said, "Can you go wash your feet?"

"You still say that my feet don't stink?"

The painter picked up his foot, sniffed it, and said, "It doesn't stink." ”

Defeated by your naivety.

Handsome pot. I put on my shoes and went outside the house, and when I saw the old man sitting at the door, I said, "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

The old man said quietly, "I don't dare to sleep, I'm afraid of nightmares." ”

Shuai Guo said in his heart, if he is afraid of nightmares, he won't sleep, your reason is too.

Shuai Guo said, "Do you have a basin here, I want to wash my feet." ”

The old man got up, glanced at him, then took a basin of water and placed it in front of him.

The handsome pot is about to be served.

"Just wash here, and chat with me by the way. ”

Shuai Guo sat down, took off his shoes, put them in the basin, and the water retracted his feet coldly.

Look at the old man's smile again.

"Your movements and expressions are very similar to those of my grandson. ”

I'll go, this old man takes advantage of me, and he's like your grandson, why don't you say it's like your son, phew.

But, for the sake of his face in providing accommodation, he let him go.

"Unfortunately, he died. ”

As soon as you finished saying that you were like your grandson, you said that he was dead in a blink of an eye, didn't you curse me to die early?

On this day, there is no way to talk.

"Haha, every time I tease him, his expression is very similar to yours. ”

Shuai Guo Daoxin, for the sake of your dead grandson, I won't refute it, and asked, "What about your son?"

"He's dead, too. ”

Shuai Guo was stunned for a moment, he couldn't answer this, and said a few words of comfort.

There was silence for a while.

Shuai Guo said, "Why don't you see young people in this village?"

The old man sighed and said, "It's all dead." Getting up, reluctant to say any more, he said, "It's not early, go to bed early." With that, he went back to his room.

The water was cold.

The handsome pot's feet had been lifted from the basin and wiped on his trouser legs.

Dead, all dead, how did they die?

Since the old man was reluctant to say it, Shuai Guo thought about it for a while, and then left it behind, in the rivers and lakes, people die every day, for various reasons.

Moreover, he will leave early tomorrow morning.

When Shuai Guo returned to the room, the painter and the little monk were already asleep, and the whistling dog was lying on the ground and was also asleep.

Late at night.

The wind is blowing.

Then, the sound of horses' hooves was heard.

The handsome pot and the painter had already woken up, and the old man walked in and whispered, "Stay in the room, don't come out." Otherwise, there will be a fear for your life. ”

The painter whispered, "Outside?"

"A bunch of robbers. ”

"Whatever happens, don't come out. After the old man finished speaking, he closed the door and went out.

I saw four big men, bearded, thin monkeys, fat men, and pennies riding horses, holding big knives, standing in the square

The bearded man shouted loudly, "The old immortal, don't come out soon." ”

"Do you want to die?"

The old man and the old lady all walked out, holding hoes, poles, bricks, and the like in their hands, and looked at the four robbers viciously.

"The way you receive people is quite chic. ”

Penny sat on his horse and counted the number of people.

They sweep every village, and they set a rule. When I came, you were fifty people, and if we come next time, one less person, all of them will be punished.

It's like the joint sitting system in criminal law.

One escaped, and all of them were put to death.

"Haha, you still dare to stare at me, your tongue was cut out by me, don't you even want your eyes? ”

"Don't gouge out your eyes at every turn, if you dig out your eyes, whoever grows food for us, we won't be able to complete our annual task, and the one in charge will kill us. ”

The old man stepped forward and said, "The food is ready?"

The thin monkey pointed at the old man and said, "It's still your interest, that's why I didn't cut your tongue." ”

The fat man laughed, "Beard, you have gone too far, we killed their son, grandson." Are you not allowed people to hate you? You are so domineering, you look at their eyes, you want to drink our blood and eat our flesh? But there is nothing you can do. ”

"Fatty, you dead pervert." ”

Bian Dan said, "Okay, it's important to get down to business, transport the grain back, otherwise, the head of the family will blame, and keep this group of old immortals to grow food for us, how good." ”

Suddenly, a horse barked.

The four robbers were shocked and said, "Why are there still horses barking?"

The old man didn't speak, he pulled the carriage of Shuai Guo and his party behind the house before, because he was afraid that those robbers would burst out

Then visited.

But, who knows?

I hurt them, and I should have taken a tough attitude and chased them away.

The thin monkey turned around and ran to the back of the house, saw a carriage, and then came to the old man, smiled coldly, put the knife on the old man's shoulder, and said, "Where did this carriage come from?"

"Picked it up. "Old man said.

"You're not honest, it seems that you've lived enough, and you want to die. ”