Wolf Tooth died in the top ten, and now there are still three people left, the illustrated book is one of them, although he can't read a few words, but he is good at map deduction, so he was given this name by Yin Shuiliu.

Of course, today's illustrated book is called a thief's book.

"How far apart are these two miles?"

In the residence where Yin Shuiliu was, the thieves made a sand table, revealing a map around the set, and were questioning the two traitors.

"This ......"

The poor two gangsters watched the execution of the thieves last night, and now there seems to be the screams of the clansmen who have not gone for a long time.

Is there such extrajudicial torture in this world?

Where did the thief come from?

The two of them assisted on the side, witnessing the suffering of the clansmen, and at the same time suffering in their hearts, they were also forced by the thieves to go into battle in person, after all, they were the people of Shang Yin who had been educated by business etiquette, and then they were greedy for life and afraid of death, and they could not help but have a nervous breakdown in the insults of the clansmen.

Jishan was hunched at this time, his face full of fear, how could he say the specific number.

Now the bandit disaster in the north is getting more and more intense, Wangxiang has a place called Hukou, because of the topography, the traffic is more inconvenient, coupled with the barren and backward, although the disaster is the lightest, there is still no lack of bandits who have routed and come to rest, Wangxiang is closed and guarded in order to be safe, the township and city used for the transaction have long been in vain, and the things that go out need the consent of the patriarch, no one will sneak around to take a look.

Jidan is only seven out of twenty this year, and the number of times he has gone out is really only a handful, and he can't be compared with Ah Weng who died tragically under the thief's mace, and the Jishuang standing next to him is not as good as his experience, so he can't answer.

Yin Shuiliu stared at the sand table.

He is no longer wearing a deep coat, but the armor of Linshan City, which is different from the armor of Linshan City, which is heavy and light, and the black armor and red shirt complement the two-color Shang Yin.

Since entering the house, Jidan has not dared to look at the thief.

The armor of the prestige of the superior, the thief tied Wu Yue's sword to his left waist, and while holding the sword with one hand, he wore a hideous and terrifying mask on his face, and there was no expression at all.

"When will my bandits arrive?"

The hoarse voice of the thief behind the mask sounded, and Ji Dan didn't dare to take a breath, and replied cautiously: "My thief has already sent someone here, and if he wants to come, he will come to the door to ask for food in these two days." ”

Jidan only said a vague approximation of the hometown, and in more detail, Yin Shuiliu knew that even if he tried to ask other people in the collection, it was not as good as a thief who was about to come to the door.

This is a gang of bandits who were defeated by other bandits and fled to Wangxiang.

The Wangxiang on the sand table map is in the northwest of Beiyi, close to the Taiqiu Mountains, poor and remote, far away from the Yi city where the Dou clan is entrenched, a township is only six miles, surrounded by mountains like a pot, and the road to the countryside is at the mouth of the pot where the Xiangzai Wangshi is located.

Jidan has never been to Wangli, where the Wang clan is located, but he has heard Jisu say that there are nearly 200 people in the Wang clan, and there are nearly 200 people in the Wang clan, and there are the number of people in the Dimai clan, plus the number of the warable false pulse clan is estimated to be half a division, that is almost more than 1,500 people.

"How is the power of the war horse fed?"

"Back to the Lord, it's ready for a fight. ”

Jidan listened to the secret speech, he and the traitorous clan brother Jishuang are not very talented, the monthly supply of polished rice in the clan is only enough to maintain the network cultivation, the thief actually took the milled rice in the warehouse to feed the war horses, with their poverty in the set, the thief squandered the polished rice so much, I am afraid that it will not take two months, and all the milled rice in the warehouse will be exhausted.

"Bring other people from the country in the collection and come with me. ”

"Yui!"

All the way out of the main house of Jili, the place where Yin Shuiliu is going is the country where Jili depends for survival.

This world and the earth are the same spring ploughing and autumn harvest, belonging to the Son of Heaven, ploughed by various places, but the private country is seriously in the middle, most of the rice is planted, once a year, and the surrounding areas are distributed with despicable fields, planted with hemp, millet, millet, wheat, and soybean.

This is a well-field system with a completely different cause from the earth's plane, and the most important one, the annual output depends on the cultivation technique and the fog of the country.

There are three grades of polished rice, not because of the rice produced, but because of the land cultivated.

The world's famous mountains and rivers all have the fog of locking mountains that warriors can't enter, so people don't know what kind of scenery is on the high mountains filled with clouds and mist.

This kind of fog that the Divine Guardian Grandmaster of the Third True Gate Realm cannot break through is not limited to the high mountains and dangerous peaks, in ancient times, and even in the ancient period, many places were all over the Yingye, and the slightest mist was filled, which could be cultivated to nourish the human body and provide polished rice for the dantian veins.

"How's Kunita's one-year-old harvest?"

Yin Shuiliu led a group of people to stand on the side of the country, this time the Jishi has not yet cultivated, and the silk moisture derived from the mist not only irrigates the country, but even the contemptible fields next to it can benefit.

"Back to the General's ......"

Jidan was just about to answer, and the other people in Jili who came all the way were honest, but at this time, a voice beside him said disdainfully: "The two thieves of Jidan know little about the way of cultivating the country, if you want to rely on the two thieves to teach the art of cultivation and seek to seize the land of our clan, don't think about it." ”

You don't need to look at the collection list to know that it is a cousin's collection, and I am too timid to speak.

Jiman was tortured, coughing up blood when he spoke, he looked at Yin Shuiliu resentfully, the thief who exterminated the clan, and knew that he would not be able to escape if he sneered for a while, so he simply hated and cursed: "The thief is the thief, you are just a lowly son of the clan among the people, trying to occupy the territory and live, dare to be called a general, compare yourself to the secretary of the country, I see how you will die in the future." ”

If it weren't for Yin Shuiliu waving his hand, Jiman would have slapped the angry Doctor Ran to the ground before he was halfway through.

It really doesn't make sense.

The people of the countryside are so short-sighted and have no insight to speak of.

As the heir of the Yin family, the king is noble, and his words and deeds have been cultivated since childhood, and there is no lack of prince majesty, and he deliberately uses a mask to cover up in order to become a real thief, how can this old thief not see it at all. And the king is called a general, is it still a dirty general?

"Thief, when you were executed last night, did he not stand it and made it clear that he wanted to be a field slave?"

"Yes, Lord. ”

Yin Shuiliu's hideous and terrifying mask was towards Jiman, and when he saw Jiman, he spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm when he saw Jiman.

"He also said that you can't, you have no shame, and if you can't do it, don't speak lightly as a slave, and those who are slaves curse the master and spit, and they can't be forgiven. ”

The wolf tooth pawn dragged Jiman three zhang away, and Yin Shuiliu let the thief personally execute him: "I haven't seen your solution for a long time, this time I give you a living person, if he dies happily, your glory armor doesn't need to be worn anymore." ”

The thief's face had always been as full of disbelief as a dead man's face, and it was quickly replaced by a sickly excitement, and he respectfully received the king's death to Jiman.

Shang Yin's punishment is divided into five punishments: ink, slashing, slashing, palace, and Dabi, and it is strictly forbidden for large and small clans to inflict extrajudicial punishment in private, and everything is subject to the five punishments, so this world has not yet derived cruel punishments such as cooking punishment, preserved punishment, burial punishment, oil punishment, etc., which are unbearable to look at. Yin Shui has been in Yin Yi for many years, how can he allow thieves to mess around with his hobbies.

"Ah......h

Jiman's mouth was full of scolding, and soon he saw a more cruel sentence than the punishment he received last night.

This punishment is expressed by Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite skinning punishment, and the technique of solving the cow is inside, and the people in the collection only glanced at it a few times and then opened their eyes, but they couldn't stop the screams of the collection in their ears. Everyone's hairs were tied up, and there was fear in their eyes, where would anyone dare to speak disobediently.

They have all seen the thief head before he wore a mask.

The thief with such peerless elegance is not only willing to be a thief, but also cruel to the outrageous, he and the thief who executed him are not human, and he is a people who are indoctrinated by business.

"No one interrupted you, Patriarch. ”

Yin Shuiliu looked at the collection list with trembling hands and feet, and motioned to the traitor patriarch to answer the question in front of him.

"Only the only one, there are some ......"

Jishan stammered when he spoke, and as soon as he said the number of annual harvests in the country's fields, he shivered, but because Jiman gritted his teeth and suddenly burst out with a sound that was too poignant.