The villagers began to come forward in an orderly manner to express their anger:

The women held the broken shoes in their hands and left the soles of the shoes on the handsome faces of the martial masters, and the men were unceremoniously full of old fists;

The children spat on him.

A martial arts master who is well-nourished on weekdays, has a good face, and is really angry! Those who practice martial arts are of course not unable to bear these blows, nor are they hurt to the bone, but they are too humiliating!

Master Wu shouted angrily:

"Yiyun, what kind of hero are you using these despicable little means to deal with Lao Tzu!"

"There's a kind of open-minded fight!"

But it was good that he didn't shout, and this cry immediately attracted more anger from the villagers, and for a time, rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs were everywhere.

It can be seen that the anger of the public is difficult to commit. For them, who are accustomed to being tortured by bandits and village tyrants, it doesn't matter whether they are heroes or not, as long as they can release the anger in their hearts.

In the midst of shouting and killing, Master Wu finally understood: it seems that he is not only angry with Yiyun alone, but also offended the entire Huangcun people.

As soon as I understood it in my heart, my brain was clear, and then I thought about countermeasures: no matter what, it's not good to be tough now, after all, it's a small matter of losing face, and it's imperative to save your life first!

Master Wu then turned his heart on the sidelines, and began to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and let the villagers beat and scold him without saying a word, hoping that everyone's anger was enough, and when Yiyun appeared, he lowered his posture and talked to him.

Next, for the villagers who raised their eyebrows, the activity of punishing the wicked was like a festival carnival, and for the martial master, it was like a miserable life, but he had to grit his teeth and hold on.

It was easy to stay up until it was dark, and the villagers' feelings were almost vented, but Yiyun never appeared, which made Master Wu very depressed.

I only heard a villager come up to him again and ask, "To accept or not to accept?"

Master Wu was so angry and annoyed that he simply closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.

The villagers next to him were talking, and another person shouted: "It's almost time today, just set up a wooden pillar and tie him up for ten days and half a month, and come and beat him every day." Let's see if he can withstand a few punches!"

Everyone applauded in unison, so they rushed forward, and really nailed a thick wooden pillar in front of Master Wu, and then dragged him to the side, and tied it to the pillar without saying anything.

"Oh my God, these mobs!"

Master Wu, who had still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, finally completely despaired, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, it was pitch black with no fingers around him, if he hadn't found himself still tied. Martial masters have to think that they are already in the depths of the netherworld.

What kind of place is this? Because he can't see the surrounding environment clearly, even if he wants to break his head, he doesn't know that this is the place where Yiyun was imprisoned before.

Not only was it so dark that nothing could be seen, but there was also a dead silence.

At first, Master Wu didn't care about it, he felt tired and went to sleep, woke up and listened to no movement, and then fell asleep, and he didn't know how long it was.

The most difficult thing was hunger in the stomach and thirst in the mouth.

And the more he went on, the more anxious and anxious Master Wu became, every minute and every second was torment!

Especially after a drowsy sleep, he dreamed more and more frequently about his bucket waist, the watery outer room, and the endless banquets.

Life in dreams is so beautiful, and when you wake up, you find that reality is so cruel!

The darkness and pain was so long that it was maddening.

At first, Master Wu could still curse Yiyun loudly. Cursing the hateful little girly skin of the sprout bean, cursing the villagers of Huangcun, and using all kinds of vicious words and foul language accumulated in his life.

But in the end, I quit my job and couldn't scold. No matter how much you scold, it won't help!

Oh my God, Yiyun shouldn't have left himself here, right? Losing the festival is a small thing, starving to death is a big thing.

Master Wu began to panic, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility.

"Is there anyone? Come on!"

......

It's only been three days. Master Wu was even frightened and hungry, and fainted again.

When he woke up again, the joy of seeing the light of day again made him face Yiyun as if he had met his relatives.

Don't wait for Yiyun to ask at the beginning. He himself took the initiative to say that he was wrong and accepted it.

Although he was insincere, since he took the initiative to admit his mistake and admit defeat, it shows that this person is still afraid of death. In addition, judging from his flickering eyes, this person's will has not yet been exhausted, and he is still fighting Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

It can be seen that it is not so easy for him to completely say what Yiyun wants.

But Yiyun is not in a hurry.

Yiyun waved his hand and asked the sprouts to serve him some food first, only to see Mr. Wu in front of him glance at the sprouts meaningfully, and then his eyes were firmly fixed on the food, refusing to take a moment off.

Yiyun was even more sure that he was still unwilling to give up, and he still had a grudge against the sprouts. smiled slightly, didn't reveal it, just calmly asked Master Wu, "Are you hungry?"

Nonsense! Just by looking at Master Wu's eyes and nodding his head, you can see it. This deliberate point out really doesn't give him face at all!

Yiyun especially emphasized that although the food in front of him was some coarse tea and light rice from the countryside, it was also indispensable for survival;

Master Wu said that he could write a letter by hand, and as long as the letter was sent to the county, the family would definitely send a ransom, and the amount was determined by the village.

The conditions are really rich! But Master Wu doesn't know, isn't that what only bandits do? The people of Huangcun can be completely self-sufficient if they are not disturbed by outsiders.

So of course Yiyun shook his head and told him that the people of Huangcun were just ordinary people, and they didn't engage in bandits.

Let the sprouts take the food.

At this moment, Master Wu panicked and hurriedly said, "Then, what does Brother Wang want?"

"The Huang family's treasure map. ”

When Master Wu heard this, his eyes straightened. I thought to myself, how could Yiyun know that the treasure map was in his hands?

Yiyun certainly understood his thoughts and smiled.

This handsome old guy doesn't want to think about it, if he doesn't make a windfall for the treasure, he will live a good life as a rich man, but he came to Huangcun from the county, is it really to send warmth?

Besides, with such an iconic face, as long as you have a heart, it is not difficult to find his identity in the county.

Master Wu, the master of the martial arts hall, is not famous.

So of course Yiyun knew, he was Xue Zhutou's senior brother. And that treasure map has gone through several twists and turns, and it is currently in the hands of Master Wu, which can basically be guessed.

Master Wu is not stupid, and it didn't take long for him to figure it out. (To be continued......)