"Auntie, what's wrong with you? Why are you frowning all the time? Is there anything I can do for you?"
The old woman in front of her raised her head. When she saw Zhao Tianji's young and immature face and simple heart, she felt a little disappointed again. She sighed sadly, the sadness in her eyes and the sadness between her eyebrows shook her head.
He shook his head and said:
"Young man, hurry up and leave. If you don't leave, it will be too late. The village in front of you will soon be in ruins."
"What? Ruins! Auntie, why is this? How can you say that there is no such thing as a good village?"
Zhao Tianji, who had just emerged from grief, was particularly sensitive to the word ruins. His tone suddenly changed, and he wanted to find out!
The old woman in front of Zhao Tianji was full of curiosity when she saw that this boy was so young. When she heard what she said, her tone changed drastically. She thought he was a kind-hearted person and had a slight liking for him. She felt that it would not matter if she said it, so
He expressed all the worries he had been holding in his heart.
It turns out that not long ago, when all the villagers were getting together and toasting to celebrate this year's good business, suddenly a group of masked bandits came from outside the village, fully equipped and well-equipped, and each of them had an amazing aura.
, it is definitely not something that this group of ordinary people can fight against. It is estimated that one of them alone is enough to kill all these villagers who have no martial arts skills.
But they did not do this. Instead, they claimed that they were members of the Hurricane Bandits. Bandits were very rampant recently. In order to ensure that they were not persecuted by other bandits, they ordered the villagers to prepare thirty gold coins per person as protection fees. Three days later,
Collect it. Otherwise, the village will be destroyed and it will cease to exist.
But one hundred gold coins are so precious. The value of each gold coin can be equivalent to the price of a low-grade spiritual stone.
Although the income of villagers in Gangmu Village is quite good due to its geographical location, the annual income is only two or three gold coins. At best, it is only four or five gold coins. For someone who can produce thirty gold coins at a time
There are really too few people.
Even if these simple villagers sold all their valuables and even donated all the treasures handed down from their ancestors, they still wouldn't be able to raise such a huge share.
Seeing that the stipulated date is approaching, but not even half of the money has been collected, the villagers present are all anxious and angry, with sad faces, and they don't know what to do.
This is the place where their ancestors have lived for generations, with countless hard work and footprints of their ancestors. Therefore, they would rather die in battle than leave quietly.
On the contrary, after hearing this, Zhao Tianji suddenly felt enlightened. He was very happy and did not show it. He thought in his heart:
"I didn't expect that after searching for so long, I would meet him by chance. It's really worth all my hard work!"
He simply sat next to the old woman and planned to wait for the arrival of the Hurricane Bandits.
"Young man, let's go quickly. The sun will set soon. When the bandits come, you won't be able to run away even if you want to!"
The old woman said with concern at this time, and the simplicity and kindness in her heart were fully exposed.
Zhao Tianji was slightly moved and said with a faint smile:
"Auntie, it's okay, they can't hurt me."
"You kid, hey..."
It seemed that the old man's original sadness was a little more intense because of Zhao Tianji's stubbornness.
When dusk came, all the men, women, and children in Gangmu Village stood up. With weapons in their hands, everyone gathered together, waiting for the hurricane bandits to attack. They looked very nervous and held the farm tools in their hands tightly.
Some even have their veins exposed.
Thumb! Thumb! Thunk!
As everyone watched, on the distant road, there was a group of at least hundreds of robbers. They were speeding up and running towards this side. Everyone was shouting weirdly, looking very unusual. But they had belts on their waists.
With their bright scimitars and various weapons in their hands, it can be seen that this group of people is definitely not doing a good deed!
The appearance of the bandit group made the villagers extremely nervous. Their hearts were full of anxiety and panic, and they watched in fear as the bandit group rushed toward them.
"Old man, are you ready with the gold coins I want?" Among the Hurricane Bandits, a man shouted to the village chief of Gangmu Village, Li Zhongfa, very arrogantly. His voice was so powerful that it made ordinary people deafen.
"I hope the gentlemen will give us a few days, and we will get the money you want right away. But we are still on the way back now. I just hope that we can give it a little more grace. As soon as the money is available, we will get it right away."
Sent to you!"
Although Li Zhongfa looks much older than these people. He has gray hair, a stooped body, trembling constantly and uses a cane. He is old enough to even be his grandfather. But at this time, he had to lower his head and cry.
He begged and begged for mercy, shouting "Uncle!" and "Uncle!", making the kind-hearted villagers around him stare with blood and anger.
"What? I haven't come up with it yet. How dare you play tricks on your grandpa and me on the road! Am I an idiot if you think of me as a grandpa? Old man, let me ask you one last time! Do you have it or not?" This man was very arrogant. When he heard Li Zhongfa say that he had no money,
He suddenly became furious and shouted loudly at him.
"How about paying half of it first? I hope the uncle will let us go in view of the extremely difficult conditions in which our poor villagers live!"
Frightened by the leader's tone and momentum, the old man felt very uneasy. He knelt on the ground with a plop, hoping that both sides would retreat half way, so that Gangmu Village could at least save its life. As for the remaining money, let's take a closer look.
Take one step.
"You are the boss and I am a grocery store here! You can have as much as you want? Kids! Since these people are so disrespectful, let's kill them all and show other villages how our Hurricane Bandits behave! It's easy to save.
From now on, I will procrastinate like them, wasting my time!"
With that said, he ordered the more than a hundred people behind him to quickly kill the villagers in the village. He also drew his scimitar from his waist and slashed hard at the neck of the old man Li Zhongfa opposite him.
However, something unexpected happened to him. The cold blade that was supposed to cut iron like mud could cut off the man's head softly under his sword in an instant. At this time, it was actually used by a person.
Clamp it firmly with two fingers! Not even an inch can move.
The huge force made the bandit leader's eyes widen in an instant, and he looked in front of him with a face full of disbelief. This boy, who was many years younger than him, did not dare to take a breath.