Liangxiu Village, located in the mountain col, is very small, after all, it is not their real home, so most of the villagers have simply built houses with thatch and tree trunks.

Lin Yuanqing had completely mastered the terrain here in two hours, so he began to formulate a battle plan, but the top priority was to find a weapon to take advantage of first, because his short knife was left on the cliff when he fell off the cliff, and after thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that Hong Er said to him compassionately that the knife was in the people, and the knife was dead, and he couldn't help but have a cold war.

The whole village turned down, and he harvested three firewood knives, two steel forks, hoes, and kitchen knives, and he couldn't help but sigh when he saw these utensils lined up in front of him.

The village chief kept observing his expression, and asked cautiously, "Hero, these are not enough, how much do you want, I will ask the villagers to go to the nearby village to borrow some more." ”

"Village chief, you go back first, and I'll do the rest by myself. Lin Yuanqing barely squeezed out a smile. ”

After the village chief was dismissed, Lin Yuanqing continued to look at these "weapons" in a daze, and at this time, footsteps sounded at the door.

He looked up and found that Wang Xiaohu ran over to him, grabbed his arm, and said to him with a wink: "Brother hero, thank you." ”

"Huh?"

"Xiaohu, don't make trouble, didn't you see the hero brother thinking about things. Wang Xiaolong followed and walked in from outside the door.

"Don't call me a hero, it feels weird. Lin Yuanqing touched Wang Xiaohu's head and scratched the back of his head.

"Then let's call you Brother Lin. Wang Xiaolong thought for a moment and said.

"Well, okay, but Xiaohu, why do you want to thank me?" Lin Yuanqing asked Wang Xiaohu with a smile.

"My father said that Brother Lin wants to drive away the bad guys and protect us, and he is the great benefactor of our village, so I will thank Brother Lin first. Wang Xiaohu said with a serious face.

Lin Yuanqing couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, gently pinched Wang Xiaohu's face, saw Wang Xiaolong's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and said to Wang Xiaohu: "Xiaohu, can you help me thank your father now?"

"Okay. After Wang Xiaohu finished speaking, he turned around and ran out.

"Xiaolong, what do you want to say?" Lin Yuanqing said to Wang Xiaolong after watching Wang Xiaohu run out of the door.

"Brother Lin, this is for you. Wang Xiaolong took out a dagger from behind him, Lin Yuanqing took it and pulled it out and looked at it, it was a very ordinary dagger, but the blade was very sharp.

"This is from an uncle hunter who came to the village to get rid of pig essence, I secretly exchanged my father's wine with him, and I have been secretly hiding it on my body, and now Brother Lin needs it more than I do. ”

"Thanks, it's a good dagger, I'll give it back to you when I'm done. ”

"Brother Lin, you must save us. Wang Xiaolong lowered his head and said.

Lin Yuanqing felt a burst of pride in his heart at this time, walked up to Wang Xiaolong, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and put the other hand on his forehead, making Wang Xiaolong raise his head to look at him, and then he said word by word in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, I am in charge of this matter." ”

I saw that Wang Xiaolong's eyes gradually brightened, nodded vigorously, and said expectantly: "Then Brother Lin is willing to accept me as an apprentice?"

"No, I can't. ”

“...”

Soon it was night, and Lin Yuanqing hid a few kitchen knives in the house where Orion lived in the village, and also hid tools at the surrounding intersections and on the edge of the house.

According to the village chief's description, the watchmen in their village are four people, but one person often goes to other villages to wander around, so there should only be three people back tomorrow morning, first deal with the watchers of Liangxiu Village, and then go to other villages to defeat the enemies one by one.

Lin Yuanqing didn't sleep well all night, and before dawn the next day, he was fully equipped, with two kitchen knives in his waist, a steel fork on his back, and a kitchen knife in his hand, quietly lurking on the only path at the door of the house.

Seeing that he was ambushed, not far away there were three young villagers each holding a piece of earthy yellow linen cloth and scattered, standing one person every ten meters, and the last person stood on the side of the path into the village on the mountainside, which was discussed in advance, and when he saw the person coming, he waved the linen cloth in his hand as a signal.

Lin Yuanqing lay quietly behind the stone, constantly recalling all the moves, rehearsing them in his mind over and over again.

Time flew quickly, the sky was already bright, and just as he was still immersed in his imagination, he suddenly realized that he saw the villagers on the other side of the path waving sackcloth wildly.

He coughed slightly, nodded to the villagers, shook the handle of the knife in his hand, and looked intently at the end of the path.

But then he noticed that the villager had not left, but continued to wave the sackcloth, and he was swinging his hands crossed, and the movement was extremely large.

Lin Yuanqing was puzzled, thinking that the other party didn't see his gesture clearly, he waved his hand to the villager, indicating that he already knew, but who knew that the villager seemed to be more and more excited, and finally jumped up.

“... What do you mean?" Lin Yuanqing was puzzled, and just as he was about to ask, he saw the villagers suddenly stop and disappear.

Before Lin Yuanqing could figure out what the other party meant just now, what happened next made him dumbfounded.

At the end of the path, seven or eight people came.