Chapter 54 The Thousand Year God Has Nowhere to Find (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

Xie Mingzhou said: "You guys escaped quickly, but you almost left me there." ”

Brother Zhou hurriedly said: "How is it possible? I looked at the secret weapon of the long hair, and I knew that the chief must be the master of the world, so far away, those few Qing dogs didn't even snort and all fell to the ground and died, this kind of wrist strength and accuracy, ordinary people may not have it after practicing for thirty or twenty years!"

Brother He said on the side: "Brother Zhou, don't be verbose here, hurry up and invite the Taoist chief into the house." ”

Several people surrounded Xie Mingzhou and entered the wooden house in the middle, which was very simple, only a few tables and chairs made of wood and planks were randomly placed, and a fire was burned next to it.

Brother He introduced the name of Xie Mingzhou one by one, Brother Zhou's name is Zhou Guangyuan, because he has a good hand of kung fu in the palm, he is called Zhou Tieshou, Brother He is called He Shirong, Brother Bao is called Bao Shirong, asked about the age, the eldest Brother He is only in his thirties.

After everyone sat down, He Shirong asked, "I don't know where I practice?"

"I was originally in Luoyang, and I had nothing to do to travel, and I just came back from the southeast sea to go back. ”

Zhou Tie stretched out his finger and boasted: "Only a master like Dao Chang dares to travel the world alone, but I don't know how old I am and how much time it takes to practice such a stunt?"

Xie Mingzhou said with a smile: "I'm almost forty years old, older than all of you, I have been a monk since I was a child, and what I learned is not martial arts, but all Taoist exercises to nourish qi and strengthen the body." ”

Zhou Tieshou said: "Dao Chief, I see that your face is ruddy and your skin is smooth, you don't look like a forty-year-old person, could it be that this is also the effect of that Dao technique?"

Xie Mingzhou nodded and didn't speak again, any man who was said by other men to say something like "smooth skin" or something like that might not be interested in answering his mouth, and after a while he asked: "Brother Zhou, I see that you fought with that Qing soldier yesterday very fiercely, leaving no room for anything, did you really pull the flag and rebel?"

This time, Zhou Tieshou didn't answer, and He Shirong next to him said: "I haven't pulled the flag yet, but it's not long ago, in this world, I can't live honestly, it's better to tear the flag and rebel, and live happily for a few days!"

Xie Mingzhou asked curiously: "The government, it's all like this, but if it's basically peaceful today, how can people not live?"

He Shirong said: "This matter is a long story, Dao Chief, you listen to me and tell you slowly." ”

Speaking of this Huangzhou Macheng, since ancient times is the place of the four wars, a few years ago Zhang Xianzhong's peasant army stayed here for a long time, killed a lot of landlords and gentry, after the Qing army entered the customs, Macheng is not even the official government.

At that time, the officials and gentry were wealthy, and there were slaves in their homes, and these domestic slaves could not bear the oppression, and when they saw the chaos in the world, they took advantage of the situation and killed the master's family and fled outside the city, and lived in the village with the mountain people in the mountains.

After the Qing army pacified the world, the slain of the official gentry and wealthy family of the fish that slipped through the net, took the opportunity to collude with the government, wantonly arrested the fugitive slaves, the Qing army general Xu Yong led the troops to suppress the forty-eight villages, and arrested the leaders of the fugitive slaves who participated in the killing of the master Ling Chi and executed them, killing and injuring many people, and the rest of the escaped people could only find a place again and set up a village in order to protect themselves.

He Shirong and his group gathered together in this way, including fugitive slaves and their families, as well as villagers who farmed the land, and hunters in the mountains, who usually cultivated in the flat places in the mountains, and also went to the mountains to hunt and collect medicines, barely making a living.

Among them, there is a hunter named Fan Jiang, one day when he went up the mountain to hunt and collect medicine, he picked a more than 100 catties of Poria cocos, this Poria cocos is extremely common in the Macheng Mountains, but more than 100 catties, but he has not even heard of it, everyone said that this is a treasure, and several people carried it into the city, wanting to sell it at a good price to buy more rice grain.

Seeing that this Poria cocos was strange, he also thought it was a treasure, and he didn't want to pay for it, so he took a dozen evil slaves, beat several people, and snatched Poria and walked away.

These people were not only robbed of Poria cocos, but also beaten up, they couldn't bear this bad breath, and when they returned to the village, they called twenty or thirty young and vigorous young men, and brought the guys to the city Pan Xiang Mansion to seek justice, and the two sides fought without saying a word, and under a chaotic fight, there were deaths and injuries to each other.

Pan Xiang was knocked to the door and killed, and immediately sent someone to report to the county government, and sent the county order silver, and after a while, all these people were arrested, and without interrogation, several leading Qiuhou were beheaded, and the rest were sent to Ningguta to be enslaved.

There are more people implicated in this time, there are more than a dozen people who have been arrested, everyone linked their relatives, friends, and neighbors, and went to the gate of the county government to ask the county order to retry the case.

The prefect of Huangzhou heard that the villagers were rebelling and disorderly, and they did not care about it, and sent the garrison Qing army to suppress it.

The Qing soldiers had a military order, and they saw the people who lived in the village in the mountains, and they were all burned, He Shirong and their group of people, this is how they got rid of a place to re-establish a village, yesterday they wanted to find a place to re-establish the village, but they met the Qing soldiers on the road, and they wanted to arrest the thieves without asking about it, so there was that fight.

When He Shirong said this, he stopped and didn't say anything more.

Xie Mingzhou didn't reply immediately, his mind is now full of the words "more than 100 catties of Poria cocos", he remembers very clearly, there is a text written in the manuscript left by Liu Daozhen: The thousand-year-old Poria cocos is less than eighty or ninety catties, and more than 100 catties.

This Poria cocos is born from pine wood, and its inner core is wrapped in a piece of pine wood, and this piece around the pine wood is called the cocoon god, but the ordinary year of the cocos god only has some effect on the ordinary people, and it is not of much use to the cultivators, only this thousand years of cocos is the treasure in the medicine!

Xie Mingzhou said secretly in his heart, but asked He Shirong: "Yesterday, the Qing army general and that Taoist priest have some skills, do you know their origins?"

He Shirong said: "We killed the Qing dogs when we met, how do we know their details? But we have never seen those Qing dogs, and even the Taoist chief said that they have some ability, they should not be from Macheng Huangzhou, maybe they came from Hankou,"

Xie Mingzhou asked again: "Then Pan Xiang snatched Poria cocos, did you give it to anyone else?"

He Shirong thought for a while before saying: "It shouldn't have been given to others, he has a son who often doesn't wake up, and he snatched it to use it for medicine." ”

Xie Mingzhou put his mind at ease, but he was afraid that he would have a long night and many dreams, if he was a few days late and was eaten up by Pan Xiang's stupid son, there would be no place to cry.