Li Mu filled a jar of wine, this wine was brought back in the county seat in the morning, and the aroma of the wine wafted out as soon as he opened the seal, which was very mellow, and gave the village chief the old greedy drool.

The lamb chops are grilled and golden in color, sprinkled with salt and cumin, and the aroma immediately fills the entire courtyard. A few men poured wine in large bowls, and drank a large sip of wine and then took a large bite of mutton, not to mention how beautiful this taste was.

After a few large bowls of wine, Li Mu proposed to sing and dance around the bonfire, and the village chief and Erxi both blinked their eyes, they didn't know how to sing and dance. Li Mu set his eyes on the women's army again, and what surprised him was that the women's army would not either!

Or drink the bar!

Erxi saw his depressed appearance, so he smiled and discussed with the village chief about building a house for Li Mu's family. The village chief had experience in this area, so he asked Li Mu what structure he wanted to build.

"What about the brick structure?" Li Mu asked tentatively, he didn't know if there was such a thing as bricks and tiles here.

Sure enough, the village chief frowned and said, "You mean the stone tile structure, right? There are some stones, but they are too troublesome to polish, and they are sold in the tile county, but the price is a little more expensive."

Li Mu glanced at Erxi, Erxi understood, and explained to him: "The tile is about thirty wen a piece. ”

It's really not cheap, and you can buy two catties of fine rice for one tile.

Next, there was a discussion around the house, Li Mu completely looked like a shopkeeper, and if he wanted money, he just asked Wanniang for money, and handed over the rest of the questions to the village chief.

The name is good: Uncle Strong, you are a professional.

When the wine was half-drunk, a young man in the village stumbled into the yard, and shouted before he could enter the door: "Brother Li, go and take a look, your fishing boat has been demolished!"

What?

Li Muteng stood up, he felt that his brain was blank, it was the guy he was eating. Da Luo Neijing ran quickly, a little under his feet, and jumped out of the yard with a light skill of ups and downs, and quickly ran towards the sea.

At this time, on the fishing boat, a little old man and a group of soldiers were fighting. The masts of the fishing boats were broken. Looking at the deck, sawdust was flying, and the entire fishing boat was covered in bruises.

The little old man's temples bulged high, and he only wore a single shirt on such a cold day, obviously a master of internal strength. Looking at the group of soldiers again, the martial arts are not bad, but they are obviously not enough in front of the little old man, and they are beaten in all directions. The little old man suddenly exerted force on his feet, and the deck immediately crumbled, and with this momentum, he jumped out of the encirclement with a single rise and fall, and was about to run away.

"My boat!" Li Mu wailed, and the eyes of both sides of the fight immediately fell on him.

The little old man laughed loudly: "A factory eagle dog, dare to chase after you and kill your dog!"

Those soldiers were already frightened, and they let the little old man leave and didn't dare to chase them. Li Muke doesn't care about those things, the guys who eat by themselves have been smashed, how can he mix up if he doesn't stand up?

The little old man was about to leave, and when he heard someone call him 'Female Yellow Old Man', he was immediately furious. Li Mu also jumped on the fishing boat, and grabbed the little old man with his grappler, and the two fought together for a while.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he knows if there is one, this little old man's internal skills are extremely high, and his martial arts moves are even more unfathomable. He only had the upper hand after more than ten moves, but fortunately, his martial arts were not covered, and he was the founder of the National Intangible Cultural Heritage Research Group in his dream for a hundred years. The scientific research project is Chinese martial arts!

Gradually, the more he fought, the more comfortable he became, and after a hundred moves, he was no longer behind, but his internal strength was a little unable to keep up. The little old man was no better, and the battle just now made him consume a lot of internal strength.

"Look at the move!" The little old man turned his palm into a fist and took Li Mu's armpit.

"2 goods!"

Li Mu couldn't help but scold him, he didn't understand why he had to shout and shout when he was fighting, if the little old man hadn't reminded him of that trick just now, he would probably have to suffer a little.

"Who are you scolding!" the little old man's angry goatee shrugged, especially funny.

Seeing that there was foreign aid, the group of soldiers doubled their confidence, and formed a fan-shaped semi-encirclement to surround the two people in the fight. One of the GIs was probably about to report the news, but before he could jump off the fishing boat, Li Mu and the little old man's attacks slapped on him at the same time, and this guy fainted before he could scream.

"If you don't compensate me for my fishing boat, no one will want to leave!"

The little old man swallowed his saliva, and looked at the little baby in front of him with bloodshot eyes. It seems that this guy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, right? The internal strength cultivation is so high, and the moves are even more unpredictable, and I can't tell what sect he comes from.

In an instant, his thoughts turned and his moves were faster, the so-called fist was afraid of being less strong, and he wanted to fight quickly. Seeing that the little baby had been forced back to the stern of the boat by himself, he wanted to knock him into the water with one palm, so that he could take the opportunity to escape. But I didn't expect him to be slapped alive without dodging or dodging!

At this moment, he seemed to see a smug smile at the corner of this little baby's mouth?

Not good!

The little old man felt that his right arm was firmly grasped by the little baby, and fell into the sea with him.

The water was cold and biting, and the little old man hurriedly ran his internal strength to resist.

"Bang!"

The internal force that the little old man had just lifted was immediately dispersed.

Again-

"Bang!"

Again-

"Bang!"

The little old man panicked.

He couldn't open his eyes in the sea, and he could only rely on internal force to sense, but now he couldn't even lift his internal force and was beaten one after another.

Damn, don't slap your face!

The little old man wanted to cry without tears, thinking that his master of the Great Snow Mountain Qi Sect would end up in such an embarrassment. Sad, he didn't know where the strength came from, and the dog fluttered in the seawater, and in a short time he climbed onto the beach.

"Are you convinced!"

The little old man burst into tears, he was lying on the beach on all fours, and one of the young baby's feet was still on his chest, what did he say?

Convincing or not?

"Serve, obey, I obey!" cried out the little old man at once, as if he had been pardoned.

At this time, Li Mucai set his eyes on the group of soldiers, and the group of soldiers immediately shuddered, and the leading soldiers waved their hands again and again: "Serve!

Just serve it.

Li Mu grinned, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually receded, and he pointed to the destroyed fishing boat and said, "Then let's talk about the compensation for my fishing boat." ”

Fishing vessel?

It was only then that the two groups noticed the almost completely destroyed fishing boat. It seems that this guy has shouted several times that this is his ship, but they didn't pay attention.

The little old man lying on the ground twitched the corners of his mouth, he knew that because of this broken ship, he was beaten in vain, and he would have lost money earlier.

The soldiers were uniformly dressed in red uniforms, and one of the guys in green uniforms arched his hand and said, "Deputy commander of the second battalion of the next factory, Duan Bo." Thanks to the strong men for helping us capture the rebels, we will definitely report truthfully like the imperial court. Give the strong man the reward he deserves. ”

Li Mu patiently listened to him, frowned, and asked, "It's over?"

The commander made Duan Bo stunned and blurted out, "It's over." ”

The little old man wailed: Fool!

Sure enough, the madman pointed at his ship and roared. The little old man's eardrum was shocked and hurt, so he quickly took out the money bag, took out the silver ticket inside and handed it to him: "Loss, lose money." I lose money. ”

Li Mu took the silver ticket and looked at it through the moonlight. I don't know what material this silver ticket is made of, it was just a little wet after tossing in the sea for a long time, and it was not damaged. There are four silver tickets, three of which say 'one hundred and two', and one that says 'Wu Bai Liang', which is printed by the people's money.

Eight hundred taels!

He looked at the group of soldiers again, no matter how stupid Duan Bo was, he understood what was going on, and immediately ordered the soldiers to take out all the silver, and throw it to the bully without looking.

The first factory has always only put money in, when did it take money out?

Shame on you!

Li Mu picked up the money bag and glanced at it briefly, he didn't look at the scattered silver, there were two silver tickets, both of which were written with the words 'Wu Bai Liang', the people's money and the bank's seal.

It is more than 1,000 taels, and it adds up to more than 1,800 taels. Li Mu immediately smiled, and said to everyone: "I'm sorry for disturbing the elegance of your view." The kid is leaving, and please don't blame you, farewell, farewell. ”

See the view?

Both groups of people twitched the corners of their mouths, and this scene was a little embarrassing.

The little old man reacted the fastest, carried light work, and with force under his feet, he swept out more than 30 zhang in two ups and downs, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"The little brother is very good at kung fu, and he admires the old man. I also hope to have time to come to my Great Snow Mountain Qi Sect as a guest, and Fu Shan will go!"

The faces of the soldiers in the first factory were cloudy, they wanted to keep the rebel party and they didn't have the ability, so they had no choice but to focus on Li Mu, but at this time Li Mu had already hummed a little song and went home.

What is the Great Snow Mountain Qi Sect, one factory and two battalions, what does it have to do with themselves.

The soldiers looked at their commander again, Duan Bo felt a little headache, the traitor didn't catch it, he was seriously injured and unconscious several times, and a few unlucky people fell into the sea during the fight, and they were soaked, and they always had to find a place to settle down to heal their injuries at night. After thinking about it, he gave the order: "Follow him." ”

Li Mu hummed a little song all the way, wondering whether he should find a boat shop to build a large fishing boat when he has money this time? When he walked to the entrance of the village, he met Wang Dali, the village chief who was resisting a hoe, and a group of villagers, and the village chief saw that he was wet all over, and misunderstood that he had been wronged, so he asked him aggressively: "Is it those bastards from Beichao Village who came to make trouble?

Li Mu scratched his head, the more he looked at these villagers in front of him, the cuter he became, and said with a smile: "It's not Beichao Village, it's a few blind thieves who broke the fishing boat, no, it's a loss of money." Everyone sent their farm tools back to my house to drink wine and eat mutton. ”

These villagers smelled the smell of mutton at home all night, and they had long been hungry and scratched their livers, and when they heard Li Mu's invitation, they would be polite, and walked back with cheers.

The soldiers of a factory not far from Li Mu are full of black lines, when did the factory that changed the color of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military talk become thieves?

"Commander?"

Duan Bo didn't speak with a dark face, and strode into Xichao Village, and the soldiers looked at each other and followed closely.