A dozen knights drew their sabers, jumped off their horses, and rushed into the woods on the left and right sides.
Qin Xiaotian's face changed slightly. He realized that these people were very agile with their hands and feet. Whether it was drawing a knife or dismounting a horse, they seemed to have received special training. He grabbed the monkey's arm and whispered: "Run quickly."
Zuomao shouted angrily, turned around and ran away with his five cronies. People outside the woods heard the noise, and about ten more people jumped off their horses and rushed towards the woods carrying whistle sticks and simple knives.
The monkey was almost frozen and couldn't run at all. Qin Xiaotian gritted his teeth, grabbed his loincloth belt, and shouted softly: "Don't move." He picked up the monkey and ran away. After all, he had been practicing for a while, even if he was carrying a person
, and his speed is fast enough.
A tuft of hair was filled with hatred and shouted: "Monkey, Xiaotian, stop and stop my pursuers."
Qin Xiaotian ignored him. Are you kidding me, asking two skinny monkey-like people to block dozens of people? He said nothing and continued running.
The monkey stammered: "Run...can't run away...it's over, alas..."
Qin Xiaotian was so angry that he almost threw him away and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, as long as you can outperform him by a handful of hair!"
A tuft of hair was not far away from them. Hearing Qin Xiaotian's words, he couldn't help but curse: "You bastard! Don't let me see you in the village..."
One of his cronies next to him gasped: "Master Mao, stop scolding... That boy is right, whoever runs faster will survive!"
Qin Xiaotian was very depressed. Carrying a monkey, he couldn't get rid of a handful of Maoliu people no matter what, he could only be a little faster than them.
Without the weight of a monkey, although he could not step on the snow without leaving a trace, he could still be as light as a swallow. But now every step he takes is trapped in the thick snow.
The monkey struggled and said: "Put me down and run together!"
A tuft of hair was furious and cursed.
He didn't think about how to deal with the pursuers behind him, but he wanted to catch up with Qin Xiaotian and teach these two guys a lesson.
Qin Xiaotian felt angry, a stone slipped from the ring into his hand, shook his hand and shot it back, saying: "Shut up!"
The stone hit Tuumao's knees hard, and the guy screamed and fell down. The five cronies were frightened and ran away in all directions. Tuumao was so angry that he kept shouting and cursing.
The group of knights ran very fast, and they caught up within a few minutes, shouting: "Stop! Stop!" As soon as a tuft of hair fell on the snow, the three of them jumped on it.
Zuomao waved the waist knife in his hand and yelled, trying to scare off his opponents. One of them knocked him down with a whistle stick, and the other two stepped forward to tie him up. The others continued to chase the bandits who were fleeing without losing their temper.
There were always three people chasing Qin Xiaotian behind him. He was panting heavily, his legs gradually felt weak, and his throat was burning. He picked up a handful of white snow and stuffed it into his mouth, and the slightest bit of cold air flowed down his throat.
Just when he thought he was getting rid of his pursuers, he suddenly saw four or five figures moving in the woods in front of him. In shock, he turned around and fled to the side, and the three people behind him followed and outflanked him.
The monkey laughed miserably and said: "Brother, it was me who got you into trouble."
If Qin Xiaotian counterattacked with a stone, it would be easy to open a gap, but he could not escape with the monkey, so he gave up the attack, put down the monkey, and said with a smile: "I can't blame you, monkey, it's just our bad luck." Being chased by a mortal, he actually escaped.
If it didn't fall off, he couldn't help but feel frustrated.
Several people gathered around, one of whom was holding a crossbow. Qin Xiaotian watched them warily, if they wanted to kill someone, he would definitely resist.
A big man in a brocade robe said: "Tie them up and take them away."
Qin Xiaotian smiled bitterly in his heart, and the two of them were captured without any help, and were pushed and pushed out of the woods.
All eight people were captured, and none of them died. A tuft of hair seemed to have suffered a lot, his eyes were black and blue, his nose seemed a bit crooked, and there were unwiped blood stains under his face. When he saw Qin Xiaotian and the monkey, his eyes
As if fire was about to erupt from inside, he stared at the two of them with hatred. He did not hate his captors, but he hated Qin Xiaotian and Monkey as his accomplices.
A man wearing a fur hat asked: "Are you from Qingfengling?"
A tuft of hair showed an extraordinary spirit, and he puffed up his chest and said, "I am your uncle!"
"Bah!" A whip hit Tu Mao's face, and the black hair on his cheek was pulled out, causing him to scream in pain.
The big man said coldly: "Even your village leader doesn't dare to be presumptuous when he sees me. How dare you, a young man, say something rude and seek death! Kill him!"
A tuft of hair was immediately frightened out of his wits and shouted: "Spare my life, I don't dare anymore!"
The man curled his lips contemptuously and said: "Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, what the hell! Tell me! Are you from Qingfengling?"
"Yes! It's from Qingfengling!" A bunch of hair told him honestly, asking questions and answering ten questions, asking him to be as obedient as possible.
The man flew up on his horse and said, "Lead the way, I want to see the leader of your village."
Someone mentioned Qin Xiaotian and put it on the horse's back. The horse team, led by a tuft of hair, ran quickly towards the mountain stronghold.
As soon as we approached the village, we heard the alarm gongs ringing, and the village was in chaos.
A group of eight people were untied and thrown off the horse. Only one person said: "Go and report to the leader of your village. Tell Lu Jiang from Lujiazhuang, Daming Prefecture... to come and pay homage to the mountain!"
Qin Xiaotian fell under his horse, slowly retreated to the surroundings of the horses, and ran away with the monkeys when no one was prepared. But he couldn't escape, so he rushed into the village with a few of his cronies in embarrassment, and went to report to the village owner.
Qin Xiaotian and Monkey ran along the wall of the village and asked as they ran: "Monkey, where is Daming Mansion Lujiazhuang...? They are very arrogant."
The monkey ran and replied: "How do I know about Lujiazhuang? Today is really unlucky. These people are murderous... I don't think it's a good idea."
The two stumbled to the side of the cottage and climbed in through a gap. The monkey said: "Let's go to the kitchen."
The two of them were cold and hungry, so they went into the kitchen to look for something to eat.
The monkey found a pot of cold noodle soup and said: "Xiaotian, cut off the bacon hanging on the bamboo pole. I'll light the fire and heat up the soup to drink... I almost froze to death. Damn it, I'll try it again next time it snows."
I won’t go out either.”
Qin Xiaotian randomly cut off a piece of bacon and chopped it into small pieces. When he saw there were about ten pieces of tofu on the chopping board, he simply put them into the noodle soup together. He also picked a large head of garlic from the garlic skewer hanging at the door, peeled off the garlic cloves, and pounded it.
Crush and add to the pot.
The monkey made the fire quickly, and after a while the aroma started to rise. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Hey, I'm even hungrier."
Each person had a large stoneware bowl, about the same size as a small basin. The two of them squatted at the door of the kitchen holding each other, eating with big mouthfuls.
Beads of sweat appeared on the monkey's head, and he said vaguely: "I wonder how the people in Lujiazhuang are doing? Strange, why do the people in Lujiazhuang come to our village?"
"Who knows... maybe there is some grudge. We are small minions and we can't care about that much. As long as we can have enough to eat," Qin Xiaotian said nonchalantly.
Monkey narrowed his eyes and said: "I always feel flustered... Lujiazhuang... Forget it, let's drink our noodle soup. Hey, Uncle Wei, you are here."
Fatty Wei hurriedly walked into the kitchen and whispered: "You two are desperate, find a way to escape quickly, pack your things quickly..."
Sister-in-law Wei followed her husband closely, carrying a package in her hand, and whispered: "Take some dry food and go."
Qin Xiaotian asked: "What's wrong? Why are you running away?"
Fatty Wei whispered: "This time the village owner is in trouble. Lujiazhuang in Daming Mansion is not easy to mess with. Our village owner robbed their goods and killed their people. The owner of Lujiazhuang came with his masters.
There was a martial arts competition in the Juyi Hall, and the leader of the three villages was beaten to death."
The monkey suddenly panicked and said repeatedly: "What should we do..."
Qin Xiaotian also agreed with Fatty Wei's judgment. He said, "Since you are leaving, you must be fully prepared. Monkey, do you still have any relatives in your hometown?"
The monkey made a sad face and said: "My home...I have no home for a long time."
Qin Xiaotian said again: "Uncle Wei, where are you going?"
Fatty Wei hesitated and said: "I originally wanted to go back to my hometown in Mizhou, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go back. There are many strong people along the way. We, the couple, are planning to go back to Daming Mansion."
Qin Xiaotian said: "Let's go together, and the monkey will go too. You go to the back mountain waterfall and wait for me. You can hide for two days while I go to find out the news." As he spoke, he saw a black smoke rising into the sky and the sound of horse hooves.
There were loud shouts of killing.
Someone yelled: "Children! Pick up the sword! Follow me!" That was the voice of the leader of the fourth village, who came with hundreds of people from Gutou Peak for reinforcements.
Qin Xiaotian urged: "Go quickly! Go quickly!"
Fatty Wei took his wife, and Monkey carried a bag of food, and hurriedly ran towards the back mountain.
Qin Xiaotian followed the wall of the cottage and ran quietly towards the warehouse. He knew that the people in the cottage were destined to lose. They were a group of rabble and there was no way they could win against well-trained masters.
At this time, shouts of killing were heard outside the village again.
Some minions shouted: "The officers and soldiers are coming! The officers and soldiers are coming!"
There were people running around everywhere in the village, and everyone was panic-stricken.
Qin Xiaotian ignored him and sneaked to the warehouse. The minions guarding the warehouse had already disappeared. He kicked open the door and ducked in.
The warehouse is divided into three rooms, with various weapons and iron blocks stacked in the middle. The room on the left is filled with grain, cloth and food, and the room on the right is filled with silks, copper coins and silver. As for jewelry and gold, they are all
Each village owner keeps it himself.
Qin Xiaotian came to snatch silver and copper coins. He understood that even in ancient times, it was difficult to move without money.
Silver was found in a wooden box, all wrapped in mulberry paper, and Qin Xiaotian put it directly into the storage ring.
There were twenty-one taels of silver in total. One tael of silver wrapped in mulberry paper was usually fifty taels, and twenty-one taels of silver was equivalent to one thousand and fifty taels. The copper coins were all placed in baskets, and there were more than a dozen baskets in total.
Sweep it all away.
He filled a cloth bag with a bag full of copper coins, preparing to use it on the road. He also took out dozens of pieces of silk and put them into the ring. He picked up a few more pieces of silk and satin, turned around and ran away.
As soon as he rushed to the door, he saw several people blocking the outside hatefully. It was a bunch of hair and a few men. When he saw Qin Xiaotian coming out, he shouted: "You dare to enter the treasury privately? Kill him!" (