By the way, you can go back to this home for a visit. If a wanderer returns home, will it be considered a merit?
When we returned to the playground, we could hear screams from a long distance away. Everyone showed no mercy when killing people, but now they screamed like pigs and struggled to crawl out.
Musu picked up a fire table that was shaped like a rake on the stage, poked the bandits in the barrel, and pressed them back into the barrel.
Those bandits who had been tortured in advance turned their buttocks naked and became accomplices, imitating the same example.
All the clothes were washed and had nothing to wear. A group of grotesque and grotesque people without clothes were nothing more than a frying pan hell in the eighteenth level of hell.
Xiao Qi twisted and covered her lower body, and the master came over generously and flattered her: "Master... Master, don't dirty your hands with this kind of thing, I'll do it. I'll do it."
He took over the fire platform, turned his eyebrows and stared at the enemy who killed his father, and began to fight the poor bandit with all his strength.
After burning a stick of incense, the exhausted bandits, clad in wet clothes full of soapy smell, stood in twos, twos and threes, weakly on the playground.
He also called in some good swordsmen to cut off the bird's nest-like hair and beard.
After such a stick of incense passed by, Mu Su looked at it carefully. Although each of them had a crooked appearance and a sinister look, they looked like desperadoes. However, after getting rid of the messy hair, they looked better. And they were in good shape.
Considered burly.
Mu Su remained silent. At first, the bandits were surprised that something was wrong with the new leader, but now it was the master. Why did the master ask them to wait here? They soon found out.
A group of kitchen servants came over carrying a hot pot. A few timid people trembled when they saw it. They had washed them clean before, and now they were put into the pot to cook...?
The handyman was getting closer, and the aroma of meat wafted over him. The red-hot meat pieces were churning in the cauldron, which was very appetizing.
There were also several jars of fine wine that the master had previously collected. The bandits swallowed their saliva and saw the cauldron being placed in front of them.
"Let's eat, why are you hesitating?" Mu Su sat on the tiger-skin bench, folded his legs and opened the folding fan, slowly fanning it. Xiao Qi went to the side and opened the parasol.
If they don't get closer and take a closer look, anyone will praise the young master for his elegance. If they get closer...the dead fish eyes and bloody chin will teach them that they should only watch from a distance and not play with it.
"Thank you for being my master!"
There was a chaos of shouting, and the bandits devoured it without bothering to burn their mouths.
Mu Su had a warm smile on his face. The master was ordered by Mu Su to pack up his belongings. They were going down the mountain in a while, and they couldn't bring those chickens, ducks and pigs down, so they slaughtered them and turned them into physical strength to gain some goodwill. Mu Su
He also pointed out that these bandits could be sold at a good price.
After drinking and eating, a burly man drank the last drop from the wine jar and laughed boldly: "I, Ma Er, have never served anyone. Even when the first boss and the second boss were still there, I only had a living. But today
You can entertain me with good food and wine, and I’m impressed!”
"So are we!"
"I obey you too!"
"I will kill anyone who dares to hurt you!"
The bandits all agreed, and the chaos was very lively.
"Congratulations, sir. Since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people win the world..." Xiao Qi said excitedly, again inciting Mu Su to rebel.
Mu Su stood still and said calmly: "Pick up those bandits who have oil and wine dripping on their clothes, and then see who is dirty, throw them into the bucket and wash them again."
The bandits couldn't laugh anymore.
Xiao Qi smiled happily and couldn't wait to rush over and jump up to tear his clothes to take advantage.
Mu Su went to find the group of female relatives again. There was not even a guard outside the hut. They probably really believed what Mu Su said, and they all knelt down to thank them.
Mu Su struck in time, and they were only teased a few times, but not treated lightly. It was a pity that those men...
Mu Su first made a three-part agreement with them: "You don't look for me after we come down from the mountain, and I won't look for you either. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. If anyone wants to report it to the government, first think about who saved you, and then think about our identities. Black
No matter how clean it is, it will only turn gray, not white."
The female relatives hurriedly agreed. Although it would be difficult to explain why they managed to escape after returning, and they might even be laughed at and despised by their family members...but it was better than dying or being insulted.
Half an hour later, five carts filled with property were ready, along with a dozen ordinary brown horses.
The female relatives were assigned a cart and were pulled by horses. Mu Su, Master Xiao Qi and some of the experts in the village rode horses, while the rest walked.
They were carrying ten taels of silver and longing for Jinling Town. Once upon a time, they could only sneak around when they went down the mountain for fear of being caught by the officials. Now they are so upright and heroic.
"Let's go! The target is Jinling Town at the foot of the mountain!" Mu Su put away the folding fan and stuck it behind his neck, took the reins and set off first.
The bandits let out a strange scream, but Mu Su gave him a sideways look and quickly shut up, followed in a muffled voice.
…
Jinling Town.
It is located on a commercial thoroughfare, extending in all directions, with a population of more than 40,000 to 50,000.
It's just that life in Jinling Town is not peaceful. Banditry is serious in the surrounding area, and passing caravans often get robbed and destroyed. But the county government is helpless.
The combined total of the town's sergeants and yamen officers is only about two to three hundred. When faced with dozens of bandits, who lick blood from their swords, even if they kill them, they will suffer heavy casualties. Anyway, those bandits and bandits are only passing by, and they don't have the guts to kill them.
When they came to the town, the county government simply let it go. At most, it would create a safe passage for those merchants.
At noon that day, a strange team appeared at the west gate of Jinling Town.
The guards were fierce, several carts were piled with boxes, and there was also a cart filled with female relatives.
This caravan is unfamiliar and strange, but there is nothing missing at the city gate, even if there is no shortage of strange people, they rush in without much inspection.
The master approached Mu Su and asked in a low voice: "Master, do we really want to go in?"
"Come in." Mu Su said concisely and concisely.
With the magic conch around, he was very confident.
The men tensed their bodies, as if they might pull out the long knives hidden under the cart at any time. Fortunately, they walked through the city gate without incident, and a noisy street scene suddenly jumped into their eyes.
According to the agreement, Mu Su signaled that the female family members could leave. The female family members took a few steps hesitantly, but seeing that Mu Su and the others did not pursue them, they pulled each other and trotted away.
[Let go of seven female relatives, merit +350]
The average is only 50 merits each.
Mu Su thought for a while, if he wanted to complete the main task before tomorrow's time, he would have to think of a way to make some big move...
He got off his horse and came to the reward list in front of the city gate.
There are dozens of portraits posted on the reward list, all of which are famous bandits and bandits around Jinling Town. Emerald Mountain is clearly on it, and the three masters are offering rewards of 300 taels, 200 taels, and 100 taels in turn.
Mu Su carefully examined the portraits and found that they were different from his impression. He asked a middle-aged man in brocade clothes next to him: "Who are these two portraits?"
"The first and second boss of Emerald Mountain."
"What about this one?" Mu Sushan pointed at the portrait of a pig kidney face.