Chapter 112: The mascot of Cuishan Village

"Kill him!" Xie Feng gave an order. Without looking back, he walked straight to a BMW.

"Ang!" came a few muffled snorts from behind. Xie Feng was already on the mount. Pulled the horse's head over and said, "Hurry up, we'll ......"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Feng almost fell off the horseback mountain in shock. I saw that the six men who came with me were already lying quietly on the ground.

"You ......" Xie Feng was speechless in shock. These six men are all good hands. That's why he dared to take the six of them to rob the bandits' three-colored pottery. Huang Yi only came slightly. Even the late former gang leader Han Gaitian of the Haisha Gang could not have done this. In an instant, six people fell to the ground.

Huang Yi put the back of the knife on his shoulder, and walked towards Xie Feng with an indifferent look in his eyes.

Xie Feng only felt as if he was being targeted by death, and hurriedly pulled the horse's head. The trembling feet clamped the horse's belly, and the hands shook the reins. The BMW immediately walked like a flight.

But, no matter how fast. And how to pass Huang Yi's rapid technique. Huang Yi's skills may not be as good as Fu Junwu at the beginning, but the magic lies in Huang Yi's ability to melt his body. Rapid Technique, Bird Crossing Technique, and Blue Falling Red Dust. I saw him step forward with his left foot, stare with his right foot, and a pile of dust shook behind him. And on the left foot, the void stepped down. There was a phantom of an eagle.

'Peng!' Huang Yi had already caught up with Xie Feng, who had fled on horseback. A punch slammed into his face.

Xie Feng only felt that he was hit head-on by a cow and a horse. It took several turns in the air before it fell. Broken teeth in his mouth cried out blood.

Huang Yi walked step by step. The sound of footsteps fell on Xie Feng's ears, like a rushing clock. Reluctantly looked up, only to see that Huang Yi had already walked in front of him. Hold the long knife in your hands in both hands.

How dare Xie Feng pretend to be dead. I don't know where the strength in my body comes from, and I force myself to get up. After kneeling, he begged for mercy in a slurred mouth: "Big brother...... The small one has eyes and does not know Mount Tai. Beg...... Please let me go. The villain didn't dare anymore. ”

Huang Yi's eyes were indifferent, as if he was unmoved. The hands that raised the knife slashed down.

"Ah......h

The screaming lasted for several seconds, but he was surprised to find that he was not dead. Xie Feng opened his eyes and saw that the knife in Huang Yi's hand was less than two or three inches away from his forehead. If you can't grasp one well, or shake your hand slightly. Your head will be split like a watermelon.

Xie Feng was so frightened that his body went limp, and he almost fell to the ground. But he had to hold on and didn't dare to move.

"What's going on with these three-colored pottery. The voice came from above Xie Feng's head. He said a questioning sentence, but his tone was like an order, and he was emotionless.

Xie Feng didn't even dare to raise his head, and lowered his body. Knowing that he would definitely not be able to answer if he didn't answer, he said in a trembling voice: "I, I'm a member of the Haisha Gang." In Yuhang County before, the Haisha Gang fought with the giant kun and became a mess. A few of our little people took the opportunity to grab the ...... robbed the mascot of Cuishan Village, which is the statue of those three-colored pottery. I wanted to sell it in Danyang County. Who knew that the Sui soldiers in Danyang were broken by the Jianghuai army. It's even more chaotic than Yuhang County. ”

"At that time, there were many deserters and rioters, and we could not afford to provoke public anger. Under the chaos, these three colored pottery were robbed by a group of Sui soldiers. Later, after some inquiry, I learned that this group of Sui soldiers were robbers here. Xie Feng replied with trepidation.

"It turned out to be someone from the Haisha Gang, and he really did all kinds of. Huang Yi let out a look of disdain and asked again, "Who is the current leader of your Haisha Gang?"

"Yes, it's called 'Wind Scratching Daogu'...... The autumn geese of the tour. "It seems to be the pain of falling teeth, and half of my face is swollen. Xie Feng spoke very unpleasantly.

"It's her, no wonder Kou Zhong would flirt. If you can control the leader of a gang......" Huang Yi no longer thought about it. Turn around and pull a horse.

I was just about to leave, but I thought about it, I couldn't just throw the three-color pottery here. It is only half a county away from Jiangdu, and half a county is also half a county away from Yuhang. It's better to send these three-color pottery to Cuishan Village, and go back by the way to worship the second elder and Fu Junwu. I didn't go to this year's Qingming Festival.

Thinking of this, Huang Yi let go of the horse in his hand. Walk towards the BMW with the carriage. Head to Gangdu-gun.

The world is chaotic, and Huang Yi tries to avoid the crowd as much as possible. He didn't dare to go up to the flat avenue of Guan Road, and dragged a box of non-collidable ceramic statues behind the horse. Huang Yi wandered for three days before coming to Cuishang Village.

Compared with the chaos of the county seat, this small mountain village is much more peaceful. Xu Yes, he can't look down on this kind of small place with no interests at all.

Huang Yi parked the carriage in a vacant lot. Only then did he knock on the door of the village chief of Cuishan Village.

Not long after, a hair fell out. The old man with a white goatee opened the door and walked out.

"Uncle Mo......" Huang Yi called out cordially.

I don't know why, Huang Yi feels that Cuishan Village can always give him a feeling of returning to his hometown. Very kind in my heart.

Uncle Mo was on crutches and looked Huang Yi up and down for a long time. Only then did he say, "Oh, it turned out to be Xiaoyi." I haven't seen it for half a year, and I almost can't recognize it. Hey, old ......."

"Hey, how can Uncle Mo be old? Uncle Mo, look, do you know this three-color pottery?" Huang Yi asked as he took out a statue.

"Three-colored pottery?" Uncle Mo was stunned for a moment. Take the statue and look.

"This ...... This is ......!" Uncle Mo looked at Huang Yi excitedly and said, "This is one of the mascots that were lost in our village before." How could you be ...... here?"

"It's because ...... So...... So....... Huang Yi recounted the results.

Uncle Mo was grateful. I don't care about age. Stretched out his hand and put it on Huang Yi's hand and said, "I thank you for all our villagers." Thank you for helping us get our village mascot back. ”

"But...... Hey!" Uncle Mo sighed and said, "It would be nice if I could find another mascot." Our village is now back to the same as before. ”

"Like before?" Huang Yi has been in the Sui Dynasty for almost a year, and almost all the villages are similar to the current Cuishan Village. Could it be that Cuishan Village was different in the past? Is there a department store, a gym, a fast food restaurant, a game hall, and an Internet café? Oh! No, I have the terminal disease of using imagination as Xu Ziling said.

Uncle Mo naturally didn't know what Huang Yi was thinking, so he just said softly: "Look at these three-color pottery." The images are different, not the same. Legend has it that these are the eight heavenly dragons often mentioned in Buddhist scriptures, representing the heavenly beings, the two dragons, the three yakshas, the four gandavas, the five asuras, the six garudas, the seven kinaras, and the eight maharajas. It is implicated in everything in the world. And there is another mascot, which is the four golden Buddhas. The villagers are convinced that the Buddha statues have special powers to protect the villagers. Even villagers from neighbouring villages come to pray and seek refuge. ”

"But one villager who had no conscience actually cut off the head of the golden Buddha that was used to protect the safety of the entire village. Sold to the Oe Society at a low price for huge profits. This incident alarmed the whole village, and the villagers were terrified. One by one, they moved away. ”

"This ...... It's too superstitious, isn't it?" Huang Yi thought.

"Hey, a few days ago, even the three-colored pottery was stolen. I was almost evicted from my position as village chief. Uncle Mo continued: "It doesn't matter, I just feel sorry for Cuishan Village. If I can find those four golden Buddha heads, I am willing to let me, an old man, apologize for my sins with death. ”

"Will Da Jiang be?" Huang Yi muttered his name. "Do you know where they are?"

"Of course we know. But...... Hey, I know what I can do. They're gang members. I don't reason with you at all. If you annoy them, you will only suffer us ordinary people. Uncle Mo sighed.

"Rest assured, their good days are short-lived. Let me destroy them on behalf of the moon!" Huang Yi grinned.