Chu Qingxiao stood there with a team of about ten people.
The leader is the man with a pitted face and a sword - Huang Quxiang.
Today is Chu Qingxiao's first time as a bandit to rob goods at the foot of the mountain after joining Goshawk Village.
Most of the family members of everyone who came down the mountain were present. The wife asked her husband to be careful on the road, and the children pulled their father to say goodbye reluctantly.
Chu Zhaozhao also walked up to Chu Qingxiao, handed over the water bag he had sewn, and stuffed the prepared meatloaf into Chu Qingxiao's arms.
Then he said nonchalantly while arranging his clothes.
"When you get to the bottom of the mountain, be smart. Don't rush to the front just because you think you have the Shura world around you."
"If you encounter a tough situation, just leave if you can."
"Also, have you brought the red blood worms? Your condition has worsened in the past two days. One red blood worm a day is a bit reluctant. Bring two more just in case."
"Xiao Xuer said some kind words to me and got five more from the witch. Don't think about saving money. We will find a way to solve this trouble."
It has been four days since I arrived at Gosying Village. Because of joining the village, Chu Qingxiao brought a lot of red bloodworms from the witch woman. However, it is not good to always get things for nothing, so Chu Qingxiao deliberately saved money.
, then Chu Zhaozhao gave this advice.
After hearing this, Chu Qingxiao looked down at the girl who was chattering like a little old woman, and joked: "Other wives and husbands always tell them to eat more food when they go out. It's better for you to ask me to bring more bugs."
"Why are you different from them? I'm not doing it for your own good!" Chu Zhaozhao rolled his eyes at him and said angrily, but as soon as he said the words, he felt that it was wrong.
Doesn't such a response tacitly acknowledge that relationship?
There were waves of shame in her heart, but there was also sweetness in the shame.
She raised her head and glanced at the young man in a panic, but saw that his expression was as usual, as if he didn't realize there was anything wrong with such words.
Chu Zhaozhao also accidentally failed to correct it at that time.
"Be careful on the road." She just whispered, then lowered her head, not daring to look into the boy's eyes again.
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After noon.
Chu Qingxiao, who was squatting in the grass, felt his feet were numb.
He has been squatting here for nearly an hour.
The abscess on his face also made his cheek itchy, but he didn't dare to scratch it. It took him a lot of effort to stick it firmly. He couldn't help scratching it before, so he dropped it and reattached it.
A lot of time was wasted again.
He raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was shining brightly. Although it was spring, the midday sun already had some of the harshness of summer.
He reached out and touched the sweat on his forehead, his lips were a little dry, but he had already finished the water bag given by Chu Zhaozhao.
At this time, a water bag was suddenly handed over.
Chu Qingxiao was stunned and looked up, only to see a man with a long sword on his back and his face covered with notches injured by sharp weapons looking down at him.
"Drink some!" he said.
The man's name is Huang Quxiang, and he is the commander of the Purple Eagle Army in Goshawk Village. Of course, he is said to be the commander, but he only has eleven people under his command.
"Thank you." Chu Qingxiao said, reaching out to take the water bag and taking a gulp.
Huang Quxiang sat next to him and looked at Chu Qingxiao meaningfully: "I think you are so weak and weak, you don't look like you are like what Xu Xiazi said, you crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood?"
Chu Qingxiao handed the water bag back, wiped the water stains on the corners of his mouth, and then shrugged his shoulders and said: "I don't think Brother Huang and the people in Goshawk Village look like bandits."
Huang Quxiang was stunned when he heard this, and a rare smile appeared on his stiff face.
Then, he pointed at the disguises on the faces of the many companions behind him, and added: "Tsukimi feels the same way, so we have to bring these things."
Chu Qingxiao also smiled and looked behind him: "Didn't the entire Goshawk Army go out together when we went down the mountain before? Why are only these few people sent here today?"
Huang Quxiang said: "We robbed a batch of goods last month, and it has been almost a month since today. Pang Pangzhuang and Guan Zijin took their people to the foot of the mountain to sell them to see if they could sell them at a good price.
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"Only they can handle this matter. After all, my face is too eye-catching."
Huang Quxiang said, pointing to his face.
Chu Qingxiao nodded. At first, he thought that Huang Quxiang, Pang Pangzhuang and others, that ferocious face was a disguise brought about by the disguise technique. Later, he heard Fang Xuer say that he was born with this appearance.
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As for how this appearance was caused.
But no one knows.
"Then if this batch of goods is successfully sold, will you and Miss Yue Jian not have to go to the Death Arena this month?" Chu Qingxiao asked.
Huang Quxiang was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Chu Qingxiao with a strange look: "Then Fatty Pang and Guan Houhou dare to say anything to you?"
Chu Qingxiao hesitated for a while after hearing this, and then said: "Brother Pang Pang and Brother Guan are determined to share the worries for you and Miss Yue Jian, and want to take your place in the death arena when necessary. Therefore, they came to me yesterday to ask me to send Shura
Teach them the secrets of the world..."
"It's a pity that this method is not considered a method, and it cannot be taught in a normal way."
But Huang Quxiang, who heard this, did not show the worry that Chu Qingxiao had imagined. Instead, he sneered and said: "Death Arena? With their three-legged cat skills, it would be better to go to the Death Arena to kill themselves."
When you sell the livestock to Gui Ya Village, you can at least get some money in exchange."
Chu Qingxiao frowned, a little displeased: "No matter what, they always have the best interests of Goshawk Village in mind."
"Then you have to have that ability." Huang Quxiang sneered at this.
After saying this, he glanced at Chu Qingxiao again: "You also know that the ability of the Shura world cannot be taught by words and deeds, but you still taught him a lesson."
"If you don't teach them, those two guys will probably have some scruples and think about what they want to do as heroes. When the time comes, they won't be able to protect everything and they will give up."
"But you insisted on teaching them. They just took the chance and actually went to the death arena and died there."
"When the time comes, do you think you will be considered an accomplice in killing them?"
Chu Qingxiao's expression changed when he heard this. Although Huang Quxiang's words were a bit too fanciful, but if such a thing really happened...
"You think I'm exaggerating and being alarmist?" Huang Quxiang narrowed his eyes and continued.
"Boy, doing good deeds within one's ability is called good deeds. Doing things beyond one's ability, sometimes, even if you are enthusiastic, will only harm others and yourself!"
"You are like this, and so are those two self-righteous fools."
Chu Qingxiao was a little angry, and his brows furrowed a little deeper. He could feel that the man in front of him seemed different from most people in Cangying Village. He had a hostility towards him, but Chu Qingxiao didn't understand.
Where did it start?
"Do you know what happened in Gosying Village in the past few years before this?" Huang Quxiang continued to ask.
Chu Qingxiao shook his head blankly.
"It was about three years ago. At that time, there was no Goshawk Village on Crescent Peak. It was just the witch living there with a few unwanted dolls."
"Have you seen those Gu insects in her hand? They are very strange, and there are not many living people, so even the Ghost Crow Village is not willing to mess with them."
"Later Yue Jian brought Xu Xiazi to Crescent Peak, and I don't know how he convinced the eccentric witch, but he built Goshawk Village there anyway."
"Although Yue Jian was only fourteen or fifteen years old at that time, he had some abilities. He was so ruthless that he didn't look like a child of that age. Coupled with a hidden Xu Xiazi, he was considered to have some talents in Taixuan Mountain.
reputation."
"They are also very particular about what they do. They are not as impersonal as other cottages. Many people came to join them soon."
"But there is such a thing as human touch. Of course it is a good thing to have it. If there is too much, some people will be dissatisfied."
Chu Qingxiao frowned when he heard this and asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"
Huang Quxiang smiled and said: "Look at today's Goshawk Village. There are about five hundred people there. There are only three hundred people, old and young, and half of the three hundred people are missing arms that are not needed in other villages."
The guys with short legs, and the remaining 1,560 people are the ones who are serious about doing things."
"In total, does it mean that these one hundred, fifty or sixty people support Cangying Village? Of course, this is a bit absolute. After all, the remaining people are doing their best to do what they can, but they can provide food to Cangying Village.
The total items brought by Yingzhai are probably not even half of those of the more than 100 people."
"It's like if we are here to rob the road now, if we meet a big fish, we might be able to catch a hundred taels of silver and put it in another village. At most, half of the money will be given to the superiors, and the rest will be divided among us brothers. But in
Gosying Village, one hundred taels of silver, it will be good if we brothers can keep 20 taels, but the rest must be handed over, otherwise how can the old, weak, sick and disabled survive?"
"Cangying Village prospered for a period of time relying on word-of-mouth. At its peak, there were more than 2,000 people. But as time went by, some people couldn't bear to deal with it, and there were conflicts and internal strife."
"At its peak, there were nearly two to three hundred elites clamoring to drive away some of the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the village, but Yue Jian, that child, had a heart of a Buddha and would not agree to anything."
"If the two sides can't reach an agreement, then we can only have a fight."
"In a village, swords were facing each other. Although Yue Jian won in the end, many people died in the village, longer than the people she saved."
"From that day on, Goshawk Village began to decline, gradually disappearing, and then scattered, becoming the moribund appearance it is now."
"Look, if she had thought of this earlier and taken in fewer old, weak, sick and disabled people, she probably wouldn't have had those troubles, and there wouldn't have been so many deaths."
"Isn't it?"
After Chu Qingxiao listened to Huang Quxiang's words silently, his heart sank and he lowered his head with a gloomy expression.
Huang Quxiang looked at him again and then said: "So, boy."
"Don't bring your theory of people's kindness to Gosying Village. It will only harm Gosying Village."
This was meant to be a slap in the face, but Chu Qingxiao suddenly laughed after hearing this.
"Why are you laughing?" Huang Quxiang frowned.
"I laugh at Brother Huang. He knows he is such a person, but he still wants to teach others not to be such a person. Isn't this funny?"
Huang Quxiang looked unkind and whispered: "I'm not a good person..."
Chu Qingxiao interrupted Huang Quxiang's words and said: "Then why does Brother Huang stay in Cangying Village? With Brother Huang's ability, wouldn't it be better to go to another village? Then why do you still stay in the village?
How can Gosying Village take care of these so-called burdens?"
Guan Zijin was about to say something.
"The goods are in stock!" But at this moment, a bandit not far away suddenly shouted.
Chu Qingxiao and Huang Quxiang hurried forward to take a look, and saw a child of thirteen or fourteen supporting an old man who looked to be about seventy years old, walking slowly on the narrow mountain road.
Chu Qingxiao frowned.
The child is sallow and thin, and the old man is also walking hobblingly. The clothes he wears are full of patches, like a refugee.
"Brother Huang...this..." Chu Qingxiao looked at Huang Quxiang, hesitantly.
Huang Quxiang stood up without hesitation, raised his steel fork and said: "Let's go!"
A group of people rushed out from the mountains and forests on both sides and surrounded the old man and the young man.
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A dozen ferocious-looking strong men rushed up to fight. The grandfather and grandson, who were obviously ordinary people, had never seen such a scene before, and their faces turned pale with fright.
The two hugged each other and backed away, their bodies trembling.
"Everyone... you heroes, our grandfather and grandson fled from Muzhou. We don't have anything of value with us. Heroes, please do well and let us go!" The old man said with a trembling voice.
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And the child was so frightened by this scene that he hugged his grandfather tightly and didn't dare to look at the people in front of him.
"Old man, our rule is to live this way, keep half of the money, and everyone will be fine."
"If you want to survive, take out as much money as you have on you." Huang Quxiang squinted his eyes and said in a cold voice.
The old man's face was pale and hesitant, but after looking at the people with bright swords around him, he finally did not dare to say anything. He tremblingly took out a handkerchief from his arms and opened it with trembling hands.
There were several pieces of silver the size of rice grains placed inside, as well as about a dozen copper plates. It was so full that I probably didn't even have three or four coins of silver.
When a strong man next to him saw this, he was about to reach out and take the pieces of silver, but at this moment, the old man shuddered and fell to his knees with a plop.
"Dear heroes, our grandfather and grandson were killed by a wealthy gentry in Muzhou. The child's father was beaten to death. There is no way to redress his injustice. All the property and house at home were taken away. We only have so little money and we are going to Quzhou to join our relatives.
The journey is long, and the child is too small and weak. Can you heroes please be generous and let us go..."
After the old man said this, he threw his hands on the ground and kowtowed.
His body was shaking violently, and he was obviously frightened to the extreme.
Even so, he still mustered up the courage to keep the only money he had. In his opinion, if this little money was gone, maybe he and his grandson would really not be able to go to Quzhou.
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Chu Qingxiao's nose felt a little sore.
He finally couldn't help but look at Huang Quxiang and said: "Brother Huang, it won't help if our copycat takes this little money, but it is life-saving money for them, why don't we just forget it?"
"Do you think they are pitiful?" Huang Quxiang sneered when he heard this.
"Nine out of ten people passing by this road have their own difficulties, so why don't we let them all go?"
"Is this bandit still considered a bandit?"
"Do you still want to pay the money from Guiyanzhai?"
"Can the hundreds of people in Gosying Village still have something to eat?"
Huang Quxiang's voice was filled with chill, and he asked at that time.
"But you can't harm others just because of this, right!?" Chu Qingxiao was unwilling to give in. He stopped in front of Huang Quxiang and said this.
"You should tell this high-sounding principle to the scholars in the academy who hold it in high esteem, to those fat-headed and big-eared officials, and to the noble and upright knights in Tianxuan Mountain."
"They like to hear this. If you speak well, I might even reward you with a few copper coins." At that time, Huang Quxiang's complexion gradually became ferocious, and there was a faint murderous intention surging around him.