Chapter Thirteen Punishing rape and eradicating evil!
Three poles higher in the sun, it's another sunny day.
After all, the rolling thunder in the past few days has not shed a drop of rain, and only the breeze has blown over the hills, bringing some relief to the hot and humid solar term that is approaching the end.
The atmosphere in Zhuangzi was solemn.
The bandits are here again!
Everyone who was chatting in the fields not long ago hurried back to Zhuangzi. The village elders called each household to hide the young and old and valuables.
By the time the hasty arrangements were over, restlessness was brewing.
A group of people surrounded the entrance of the village, with horses and guardrails built simply on wooden frames guarding the village behind. In front, there were more than ten people standing together holding sticks, forks and rakes.
Some looked nervous, or their legs were twitching, but they didn't even take a step back. Several hunters stood up, staring forward, taking out ropes, screws, hunting knives, stone breakers...all kinds of equipment and putting them on the ground.
At hand, he squatted tightly against the wooden stake and pointed the sharp spear outward.
Not far away from the confrontation, there was another group of people, but the atmosphere was completely different. Far from being so serious, they seemed to be leisurely, as if they were wandering around.
If you look closely, you will see that there is no horse, only an old donkey, and a mule leading behind. There are a few short and thin men on both sides holding slender bamboo poles, which are tightly tied with hemp ropes, and some unknown meanings are traced on one side.
pattern.
The colorful flowers are fluttering in the wind.
"Hey! That senior!"
A man walked out, raising his head and pointing his nostrils to the sky. The long knife hanging around his waist seemed to give him endless courage.
He fiddled around like a dog, and after shouting, the man took a few steps forward until he crossed over the ditch. There was a whoosh in the air, and he saw the buzzing and fluttering arrow feathers stuck two inches in front of his feet.
Gulu, after swallowing his saliva, the man looked up and saw a jujube wood bow sitting on a wooden stand beside Zhuangzi.
After wiping the sweat from his forehead, he stopped moving forward. He stroked the long knife back and forth with his right hand for a while, finally dispelling the fear just now.
Yanlang pulled out the iron sword and waved it twice in the air, as if to encourage himself. After he was satisfied, he smashed the sword on the ground and continued to shout.
"Don't make the mistake of yourselves! We have eight hundred heroes in Yuanyi Mountain. We have Hero Luo who can chop bricks and trees, and Master Zhang Xian who spits water and fire. No one can stop us!"
"The leader doesn't want to embarrass you. All he wants is money and food. It's not worth being beaten to death!"
After shouting for a few seconds, another arrow struck.
The man was so frightened that he took a few steps back. He no longer looked like before, yelling and cursing.
"Niang Xipi! If you don't pay for the food and money, I will chop you alive with a knife! You are a bunch of shameless idiots!"
Click——
The crowd was pushed aside, and one person walked out of the village.
When the shouting and cursing stopped, he saw a fat man in gray clothes walking out. The short and thin bandit was stunned for a moment, as if he recognized him, and then turned to look at the group of bandits behind him. After a while, he raised his knife and shouted again.
"Wait a moment, my dear fellows." The visitor held up his hand with a friendly smile on his face, "I just heard that all the heroes came from afar, and thought that there happened to be some surplus food in the village, so it took me a while to get it from the cellar. I hope you will
Haihan.”
"Du Qi!"
"Hey, Master, he's here! Get out of the way! Why don't you hurry up and carry it up to these masters!"
The villagers who besieged Zhuangzikou were pushed away again, but seven or eight burly men carried more than twenty full sacks on their shoulders.
"Master Yun, you..."
Twenty bags, several thousand kilograms of grain!
Everyone was surprised that the Yun Yang family had really changed their character and could let out blood to save Zhuangzi this time. However, someone soon saw the origin of the food. It turned out that not long ago, the Yun Yang family came from the Yun Yang family in the name of guarding.
Searched from every house!
"Our family also handed it over, saying it was for protecting Zhuangzi, but the result...is this!"
"Two big sacks were taken from my family, and most of the originally small surplus of food was lost."
"I thought that protecting the village, even feeding the Yunyang family, would be better than feeding the gangsters, but in the end it was still..."
The crowd was filled with indignation. The village elder walked up to the arrogant servant with a wooden stick and was about to ask something. He heard another exclamation and made a noise: "This is my family's grain bag!"
Hiss! Everyone turned their eyes, even the hunters in front who had been holding sticks and spears turned their heads.
"Go, go, go, your house and mine belong to Zhuangzi now!"
A group of servants came forward and drove away the villagers who rushed to harass him.
The others reacted quickly.
"Straight bitches! You unscrupulous people just broke into the house while everyone was away?!"
The village elder was so angry that his beard and hair were spread out, and he was pointing his fingers angrily. Even he never thought that the person in front of him was so bold. In the past, this would have been like a self-defeating village!
The pot-bellied man who was called Master Yun didn't care, nor did the servants carrying the grain.
They were not locals, they were bought from other places by two families. As for the Yunyang family... In these troubled times, how could they not be prepared at all.
"Isn't this still a little short of it? Two thousand catties, the previous amount alone is not enough."
The pot-bellied man kept saying this and that, but at this moment, the villagers couldn't care about food, were worried about their families, and asked questions one after another.
"You...you still think of yourself as a member of Duzhuang!!"
Bang, knock down the wooden stick that came with a slap.
The pot-bellied man didn't take it seriously, "Huh, you're from Duzhuang? Have you ever considered me, the Yun family, as a fellow countryman?"
A hunter was so angry that he wanted to go forward and kill the beast, but when he thought of his relatives, he gritted his teeth and had no choice but to rush home with weapons.
The pot-bellied man clasped his hands behind his back and walked toward the bandit with an indifferent expression, not caring about what was happening behind him.
No matter what they do, they are a bunch of mud-legged people. Now that the bandits from the mountains have arrived as promised, they must have succeeded in clearing the nearby hills. It is time to truly capture Duzhuang.
"Du Zhuang? Hehe, I don't know if he will still be here tomorrow."
Their family had been displaced from other counties decades ago, and now it was time for them to regain their ancestral name and restore their original appearance.
The pot-bellied man secretly thought that after solving this problem, the Yang family should also contact people in the county. It would be the right time, and the savings of decades and the grain money collected from digging three feet into the ground would be enough for them to lay out the city.
From now on, the sea is vast and the fish can jump, and it is no longer limited to a small village here.
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If you don't enter the city, you will sooner or later be devoured to nothing in the mountains. If you leave now, if the situation is stable in the future, you may be able to build more foundations in the mess.
As his thoughts turned, the pot-bellied man felt very happy. He was not very interested in killing people. If they were calm enough, the gangsters might not let them live when the time came.
"Those babies can be sold to Ren Yazi, and the girls from a few families in the village are yellow and rough-skinned, but there are always lazy people who can eat them."
Not bad, not bad.
As he said, from beginning to end, there was a bottomless ravine between the two manors and Zhuangzi.
The two sides never got along, and there were even many conflicts and bloodshed over the decades. It was only later that the two families stabilized and some enemies were looking for them, so they became low-key.
Now that we have received the exact news, all the enemies in Qiyang have been wiped out, and there is no room for further action.
The two families started thinking about it, and it happened that the bandits in the mountains were showing signs again, so they immediately joined forces.
The short and thin gangster did know him, and just as everyone in Zhuangzi had always guessed, this gangster who gathered in Yuanyi Mountain had a close relationship with the Yunyang family.
But there is a slight difference in status. It is not the two families who are really in charge, but the other party who is standing in the field watching this farce with a face full of banter.
In fact, in more than ten villages within a radius of tens of miles, any big family with some background either fled away or joined forces with these bandits.
Everyone is hoarding their belongings to wait for the right time.
As for those who were damaged, they were just ordinary people who were cut off one after another.
"Mr. Yun, long time no see. I hope you are well."
"Ahem, the third master is interested. I'm fine. I would like to congratulate all the heroes of Yuan Yishan for conquering several hills and their momentum has increased!"
"Hahaha, they're just a bunch of chickens and dogs."
The pot-bellied man stepped forward, pointed at Duzhuang, which was in a mess not far away, and said with a smile: "It's a total of two thousand catties. I would like to offer it to the Third Master on behalf of the Yunyang family!"
"I hope we don't stir it up."
"Of course I don't mind, Mr. Yun is so righteous! But will the food..."
The pot-bellied man twisted his beard and smiled when he heard this, "Third Master, please rest easy. In addition to the grain caught from nearby stores, 90% of it is still stored in the cellar. The village elder has some people in the village, and several hunters are nearby.
If you don’t do something about yourself, it’s really hard to cooperate with the boss.”
Hearing this, the tall man wearing a simple leather armor also smiled. Duzhuang is the largest village within dozens of miles, with hundreds of households. In the past few times, they have not been able to benefit, so they can only look outside.
Now that he had the opportunity, he naturally wouldn't let it go, so he said no more. With a wave of his hand, a group of gangsters stepped forward, with green eyes full of green lights and strange screams, and ran towards the open door of Zhuangzi.
The villagers were in chaos, the village elder was pushed to the ground, the servants fought with the people who came to take back the food, and the horses and wooden frames were lifted.
At this time, someone dragged a bag of rice grain, only to find that what leaked out of the hole was yellow sand, not grain at all!
"Everyone, stop it! Stop robbing! Those pups!"
Before I could shout, the gangsters were already inside, with the knife in hand and blood pouring out.
For a time, the previously peaceful village suddenly began to howl and moan endlessly.
…
"Guangyong Mansion is in chaos again..."
Shouting for death and begging for mercy were repeated one after another. Chen Yu, who was in the clouds, had just returned from a mountain field and saw fireworks rising. Only when he got closer did he realize that it was another group of bandits who were committing crimes.
Was it them? He exhausted his eyesight and quickly targeted a group of people, about five or six, and the rest of the gangsters broke into the village and robbed them.
"This Zhuangzi is quite big."
While thinking, spiritual clouds fell down, spiritual symbols flashed, and in the next moment, thunder descended!
Boom!
The Third Master raised his head and was about to take a look when he saw a dazzling golden light coming down, and it fell straight down before he could react.
As soon as he hit the scene, white mist and black smoke swirled around him, and the man turned into a charred corpse and fell to the ground.
Thunder has more than one strike, Chen Yu has captured thunder many times, studied thunder marks for a long time, and is also very good at transforming the Mountain Collapse Technique.
Nowadays, the Mountain Collapsing Technique, which originally only focused on spiritual light impact, has been mixed with gold. This is the result of the outline and manifestation of thunder marks. At the time of contact, although the power is not increased much, the power is as fast and concentrated as natural thunder.
There is rarely any spillage.
The speed is fast and the penetration is strong. Not to mention a piece of leather armor, even if the steel armor is on the body, it is nothing more than a piece of paper in front of the Mountain Collapse Technique at this time.
Boom boom boom!
Letting go of his mind and five senses, traces of inexplicable meaning swirled in the air. Chen Yu felt that every time there was a point of rapid swirling, he would use magic to bombard it.
These meanings are human thoughts, or in other words, they are evil thoughts that are born out of human thoughts.
Human thoughts are not fixed. They are scattered everywhere in the world and will stick to other people from time to time. The premise is that there is communication with the subject who emits human thoughts.
People's likes and dislikes have the potential to arouse people's thoughts.
There is no benefit to ordinary people, but Chen Yu relies on cucumber and mental capture to make use of people's thoughts. The method he is using now is one of them.
Human thoughts come from the consciousness of the human heart and are a force that is involuntary and difficult to control. If it is placed on others, it will usually have a huge impact.
In actual observation, he found the limit. There are many possible thoughts under the limit: joy, friendship, hatred, jealousy, disgust...
Above the limit, it is basically the accumulation of great hatred, and it is not the hatred of one person, but the hatred of dozens or hundreds of people.
At this point, it may be called evil thoughts.
People's thoughts are mixed, and the quality of the condensed evil thoughts is actually better than the former.
However, evil thoughts are not harmful to ordinary people. The two seem to be parallel and do not interfere with each other. However, because of the different purity, evil thoughts are easier to distinguish.
Chen Yu used this to develop a set of screening methods. After verification, the effect is confirmed. When encountering similar injustices in the future, he can directly take action to pick out people with evil intentions without any further scruples.
Combined with the Mountain Collapsing Technique, the sky will shatter and the earth will shatter with one strike, punishing rape and eradicating evil just like a divine punishment!
It just so happens that this place and now is suitable for its use.
He released his spell, and thunder rolled down from the sky and struck the ground, beating many gangsters until they cried and howled.
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"The Stone Tooth Immortal who strikes the evil with thunder is here!"
"Woo hoo... Shiya Immortal! Damn the Yunyang family, your retribution has arrived!"
Chen Yu didn't differentiate between the so-called Yunyang family members. He only looked at them with his eyes, and those who had their human thoughts condensed into evil thoughts were rewarded with a Golden Mountain Collapsing Technique.
As for the rest, let the people in the village handle it.
He lowered his head, because he caught a ray of thought when he was observing it, and it seemed to involve something, something familiar.
When they came to a charred corpse, it was the ambitious man with a big belly. Unfortunately, he died in the middle.
The few minions around him had already fled in fear, and the thoughts of the corpse in front of him had also disappeared. He restrained himself with his soul and tried to look back at the previous thoughts and interpret them.
Bang, the idea completely withered, and this attempt ended in failure.
Fortunately, he already knew this person's identity from other people's mouths. Since there was a plan, most likely his accomplices also knew something about it.
When he arrived at Zhuangzi, he came to the messy Yang Family Courtyard. The servants and guards turned a blind eye to him. No matter how vigilant they were, they failed to notice anything and allowed Chen Yu to step in.
He quickly found the person in charge of the Yang family, without saying too much nonsense. At a glance, he could see that human thoughts had also turned into evil thoughts and haunted him. However, he had not been able to see clearly just now and almost missed this person.
While using his mental power to attack the sea of consciousness and explore his thoughts, he secretly reviewed it, carefully peeling off this newly developed method of observing people, and found that there were still several problems.
After the fat-headed and big-eared head of the Yang family fell down and fell into a coma, Chen Yu took back his mind and planned to go back and study it carefully. He was also very curious about human thoughts, a power that permeates the world like spirituality.
On the other side, the View of All Things has sorted out the collected information. After a cursory look, his brows gradually furrowed.
It turned out that the Yun and Yang families had offended another force, and the rift and hatred between them was quite large, even to the point of life and death. Later, the two families fled from Yunzhou to Xizhou, and settled in Du in Jingya County.
A family estate can be transformed by several generations.
Due to the considerable grudge, they never returned rashly because they couldn't tell whether the other party would strike with a thunderous blow, especially in recent years, when they heard that their power was expanding.
The two families have become increasingly low-key.
It wasn't until not long ago that news came that their enemies had been massacred overnight due to someone they had provoked, and then they had the idea of starting a new uprising.
But Chen Yu was no stranger to the enemy whose family was tragically wiped out.
Yunzhou, Yuanyang Gate.
It is the origin of Qian Xuanzhong, the Qingyi sword!