After Fang Zizi said goodbye to Old Man Wu, he went straight to Heishui Mountain.

For the many evils of the red scarf thieves over the years, Fang Zizai also has a lot of memory.

When the red scarf thief arose, Fang Zizai was only more than a year old, the original owner of this body, when he was noisy when he was a child, he was often frightened by Fang Feifei, as long as he said "the red scarf thief is coming down the mountain", Xiao Zizi would stop sobbing and hug Fang Feifei in fear.

"We are also small, why are we so unkind, why are we so bent on death?"

Fang Zizai rode a donkey bought from an old farmer halfway through, and came to the foot of Heishui Mountain.

A spiritual power was injected into the body of the donkey, and the thin donkey suddenly seemed to have infinite energy, and after calling twice, he effortlessly climbed up the mountain along the mountain road.

Halfway up the mountain is the first fence of the red turban thieves, and a watchtower has been erected.

At this time, on the watchtower, the young man who was bored and drinking a little wine casually glanced at the bottom of the mountain with drunken eyes, and suddenly straightened up.

Looking at the little donkey that was climbing the mountain quickly, there was a very incongruous sense of awkwardness.

When he saw that there was still a person sitting on the donkey, he immediately laughed, stood up and shouted to a hut behind the fence, "Brothers, come out to pick up the guests!"

Fang Zizi, who felt very comfortable sitting on the donkey, heard this sound, he felt a little tightness in his chest, and almost fell off the donkey.

Glaring at the young man on the watchtower viciously, Fang Zizi sneered, "The old bustard of the red turban thief is right?

In the hut behind the fence, five or six shirtless men gradually ran out, all of them looked very hideous, strong, and carried sharp knives in their hands, standing in front of the fence, and when they saw the donkey climbing the mountain, they immediately laughed.

"Damn, this kid is here to be funny, isn't he? Riding a donkey up the mountain?"

"It doesn't look like he's here to find fault, could it be that a brother's relative came over?"

"This donkey has a lot of stamina, this mountain road is not easy to walk, it is very steep!"

Several people teased each other, watching the donkey get closer and closer, but they also clenched the big knife vigilantly.

"Yo, it's you, everyone's good!"

Fang Zizi said hello with a smile.

Five or six big men looked confused, do we know each other?

"Everyone's worked hard!"

Fang Zizi waved his hand, in a very concerned tone.

"Damn, who are you?"

A big man reacted and asked with a frown.

"Your grandmother called you home for dinner!"

Fang Zizi was serious and sighed, "She misses you old man!"

Grandma?

The big men were a little confused, "Come to find fault, right? Grandma Lao Tzu has passed away a long time ago!"

"Isn't that right? She is looking for you to eat, and I will send you back to the West!"

Fang Zizai smiled and said with a straight face.

", I'm really looking for fault, brothers, slaughter him, and I'll eat the roasted whole donkey later!"

A big man smiled hideously, raised a big knife, crossed the fence and strode towards Fang Zizi, behind him, several big men also looked excited to attack with knives, the young man on the watchtower saw this scene, showed a bloodthirsty weird smile, waved his hands and shouted, "Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill your sister!"

Fang Zizi pursed his lips, sighed lightly with his fingers, and a spiritual power turned into a strong wind, heading straight for the watchtower.

Poof.

The expression on the young man's face froze, and a bloody hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which fell directly from the watchtower and fell to the ground with a bang.

This strange scene made the footsteps of the six big men suddenly stop.

There was horror in his eyes.

"Obedient, grandma calls, don't you want to go to her old man's house!"

Fang Zizi squinted his eyes, full of smiles, stretched out his hand and patted the donkey under the seat, and the donkey suddenly walked forward happily with its four hooves again, and jumped over, leaping over the fence.

"Good donkey!"

Fang Zizi admired, hummed a little song, and continued to go up the mountain.

Behind him, the six big men had bewildered expressions, and the fear in their pupils had not yet dissipated, and all of them had blood holes in their eyebrows, and they fell to the ground and died without blinking their eyes.

"Let's go, swim, I have no worries and no worries, glory and wealth will never love, the fairy road is in my heart, the south and the north, thousands of mountains and rivers"

The song slowly fills the Black Water Mountain.

Blood also gradually submerged half of the Black Water Mountain.

Until the little donkey struggled on a high slope and came to the gate of the Red Turban Thief Village, on the mountain road, there were already more than 20 corpses.

And at this moment, in the big square of Dazhaikou, there is already a nest of red scarf thieves, holding weapons, gathered together, looking at the donkey climbing up the hill with horror in their eyes, the terrifying killing god.

It's horrible!

There is only one thought in everyone's mind.

Coming down from the mountain, the donkey walked forward slowly, and all the brothers around him fell headlong without moving, this strange situation made them, the thieves full of evil, feel a chill in their hearts.

"Who dares to break into my Heishui Mountain?"

A majestic voice sounded, and the red scarf thieves suddenly revealed the passage.

The three middle-aged people came out of the crowd, and the leader was naturally the leader of the red scarf thieves.

Fang Zizi smiled and said, "Red Turban Thief Boss?"

The big leader laughed, but a fear flashed in his eyes, the strange feeling of the party concerned, just now he had heard the report of his subordinates, "This seat is the big leader of the red scarf, boy, I advise you, where is the best place to come from, where to go back, a young age, a lot of life, waiting for you!"

Fang Zizi still had a smiling face, like a big boy next door, "It's easy to say, when I'm done, I'll leave in a while, soon, big leader, we and the red scarf thief can be regarded as small, when I was small, you scared me a lot!"

"How about you return my old man's goods to me, and we can renew the old relationship?"

"Big brother, can't you see it, this is Old Man Fang's son, I've heard about it a long time ago, he seems to have entered the Manglong Sect!"

The three leaders laughed fiercely, revealing a touch of sarcasm, "It seems that I feel that I have learned the ability to make Old Man Fang angry!"

"What this big brother said is very right, I just vented my anger for the old man!"

Fang Zizai said in a positive way, pointing at everyone, "You go down the mountain with me, kowtow to the old man and apologize, break one leg per person, return the goods, and then scatter the wealth obtained from the robbery over the years to the people in the city, I, I can spare you from death!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

The big leader's gloomy face revealed a sneer, and his right hand took out a blood-colored doll from his chest, and shouted coldly, "The boy who hasn't grown all the hair, you are blind, you dare to come to Heishui Mountain to find trouble, and tell you that your whole family will die tonight!"

"Disciple of the Manglong Sect, in the eyes of this old man, it's a fart!"

, big brother, you tiger is not in your eyes?

Fang Zizi felt that there was really nothing to say with these stupid melons.

"See!"

The big leader raised the blood-colored doll in his hand and laughed wildly, "This is Qin Daxian's immortal thing, if this thing moves, you will die on the spot if you don't breathe, are you afraid?"

When the red scarf thieves saw the blood-colored doll, their expressions were greatly lifted, and the fear in their eyes subsided, and they seemed to have sufficient confidence in the blood-colored doll.

Fang Zizi's expression became strange.

Qin Daxian?

Lao Tzu is a great immortal, okay?

Well, it seems that there is really a monk on Heishui Mountain, and he didn't run away, but I don't know, what the strength is.

With a squint of his eyes, Fang Zizi smiled and said, "I'm so scared!"

The big leader snorted coldly, "I know I'm afraid, so why don't you get out of here?"

Fang Zizai smiled on his face.

Some sighed, "My temper, with my old man, he is a stubborn donkey, and I am also a little stubborn donkey!"

", I won't, you see, I killed so many of your subordinates and let me go, and you are not reconciled, right?"

"Kill me, please!"

ps: Thank you for the support of the "Samurai Boy" and "Birdman" brothers, it's very powerful, thank you, one more is presented, at least three more today!