My masters are amazing

Chapter 15 Bandits are approaching!
Huangliang Mountain
The head of Jiu, with his hands wrapped in bandages, looked in the direction of Wangjiabao.

"Someone in this kind of place has reached the sixth grade." Behind him stood a short man, looking ordinary.

Who knew that he was the one who easily resolved the layers of security at Huangliang Mountain and sent the boy to Juyi Hall.For the sixth grade, it did not cause him any mood swings.

"What kind of master can there be in this little Tiger Head City? How far can he reach the sixth rank? One foot? It can't even be less than one foot!" Jiu Dangjia said to himself.

The short and stocky man didn't intend to answer, and the head of Jiu continued, "Ye-father always said that my talent is mediocre, and I'm still a waste of the eighth rank!
The sixth child has the best talent, one year older than me is already at the sixth rank.When he entered the sixth rank, there was too much movement, and his strength was so long!It's really enviable! "

"Chi kiss! If you say that at the age of 16, you can enter the eighth rank, wouldn't you be ashamed of those so-called martial arts geniuses? Your sixth brother can no longer be called a genius, he is a monster!

The city lord said that his lower third rank is the strongest in the world! "The short and stout man said in a deep voice.

"So much talking today?" Chi Wen turned to look at him and asked.

"The rule of the city lord is that every time we go down the mountain, we guardians are only allowed to make three shots. Is it worth using it once in Huangliang Mountain?"

"Why do you feel sorry for me?" Chi Wen said amusedly, "I just want to see the place where the old man has been, but I dare not go to the Wangjiabao because it is too close to his grave.

I'm also afraid that I can't help but kill Zhang Xianzhi now. "

The short and stout man also looked towards Wangjiabao, where the rivers and lakes of a generation lay.

The Spring Festival is one of the most important festivals in Dachu.

On this day in Wangjiabao, everyone will change into old clothes, and then go to worship the grandfather of the god of agriculture. Wearing old clothes is to let the grandfather of the god of agriculture have mercy and bless the coming year with good weather.

This year's spring festival was held by Wang Hu and everyone worshiped, which means that the power of Wangjiabao will be handed over to him in the future.

Behind Wang Hu was Wang Bao, Wang Nian, and Wang Jian.

Both Wang Nian and Wang Jian have the strength of the ninth rank, so they are qualified to worship with Wang Bao.

Zhang Xianzhi, who has a foreign surname, is not qualified to worship the grandfather of the God of Agriculture, and of course he is not willing to go if he is qualified.

When Wang Zhen and Wang Bao came back from Hutou City, they gave Zhang Xianzhi 40 taels of silver at the same time, and the sheep was sold for ten taels of silver, a green sheep for three taels.

The position where they knelt among the crowd and worshiped the grandfather of the god of agriculture also represented the position of people in Wangjiabao.

"There is an opera troupe coming to sing in the evening." Aunt Hua handed Zhang Xianzhi a large handful of sand dates.

It's not because she is a woman, but her husband and son are dead, and she is considered a foreigner, so she is not eligible to enter.

"Auntie, I'm afraid there will be no show tonight." Zhang Xianzhi said.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Hua looked at him slightly surprised.

After spending so many days together, she understood Zhang Xianzhi's temperament, and could tell that he was not joking.

After worshiping the grandfather of the God of Agriculture in the ancestral hall, Wang Bao got up, Wang Nian, and Wang Jian immediately went to close the gate of the ancestral hall.

Wang Hu looked at his younger brother, he was a little puzzled.

But he didn't worry too much, if his younger brother wanted to be the castle master, he would have no chance at all.

"What's wrong?" Wang Hu asked.

"Brother, the Wangjiabao is in great trouble." Wang Bao said in a deep voice.

The ancestral hall is full of loyal forces of Wang Jiabao, and they all looked at Wang Bao when they heard this.

"Second, what do you mean!" Wang Hu shouted dissatisfied.

Today is the spring festival, how can you say such unlucky words.

"Brother, the bandits from Huangliang Mountain may loot Wangjiabao tonight." Wang Bao said loudly.

"Impossible!" Wang Hu said with a smile.

Huang Liang had already taken his father's head, Zhang Xianzhi's head was too useless to take away, so in Wang Hu's view, the agreement between Huang Liangshan and him had been reached.

"Brother, how do you know that Huangliangshan won't rob us?" Wang Bao sighed inwardly, and the eldest brother really reached an agreement with Huangliangshan.

"I... Let me tell everyone the truth!" Wang Hu saw that his younger brother must have heard something, so his face became serious.

After everyone heard the agreement between Wang Hu and Huang Liangshan, they started arguing.Of course, Wang Hu didn't say that Huang Liangshan wanted Zhang Xianzhi's head.

"Confused!" Wang Mengzi walked into the ancestral hall.

"Old Castle Master!" Everyone saluted one after another.

Wang Dabiao was still a little confused in the ancestral hall.

But if the bandits from Huangliang Mountain dare to come, he must let them know how powerful he is.

Zhang Xianzhi was eating sand dates and carrying black horns on his back, looking around warily.

After a while, the gate of the ancestral hall opened, and Wang Dabiao walked out with his grandfather.

Wang Bao followed behind all the young and strong, he nodded to Zhang Xianzhi.Zhang Xianzhi heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately these guys are not as naive as Wang Hu.

Watching everyone leave, Wang Hu knelt in the ancestral hall alone.

Am I really wrong?
The threshing ground, which should have been bustling at night, was brightly lit but silent.

Wang Bao led everyone to be vigilant, and Zhang Xianzhi was arranged to take care of those old and young.

Before, Wang Bao asked someone to report to the Liu family and the Zhu family, telling them to take precautions, but the Liu family didn't take it to heart at all.

At this time, the Liu family village was in a mess, and Liu Kuang cried seeing his father die under Huang Liang's knife!
"You want to kill me!" Huang Liang said under the moonlight, showing his white teeth.

With a roar, Liu Kuang got up and rushed towards Huang Liang. The long knife in Huang Liang's hand flashed and Liu Kuang's head flew up.

"Brothers, there is nothing good in this Liujiabao! There is not only food and money in Wangjiabao! There are also women! Brothers, let's go!
"Zhu Sanshan, you are really a smart person." Huang Liang couldn't help but smile and looked at the owner of Zhujiabao.

"Boss Huang, I'll help you trick Wangjiabao into opening the door, and we'll give you [-]/[-] on the things you grab!" Zhu Sanshan had sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks.

"Okay!" Huang Liang laughed and nodded in agreement.

Because Zhujiabao is the weakest, they have been worried that one day they will be divided up by Wang and Liu, so they chose to cooperate with Huang Liangshan to make a big fortune.

Bandits howled and rushed to Wangjiabao.

Huang Liang didn't know where the mysterious Jiudang's family had gone, but at this moment he just wanted to destroy the Wangjiabao and use the whole Wangjiabao to pay homage to his father.

At the same time, it also announced the evil name of Huangliang Mountain!
In Wangjiabao, in front of Zhang Taiqing's tomb.

Chiwen and the short and strong man stood silently, with solemn expressions.

"Brother Xian'er, let me fight!" Wang Dabiao shouted dissatisfiedly crowded in a crowd of old and young.

"Letting you go is to die!" Zhang Xianzhi glanced at him and said with a sneer.

"But I can't watch everyone fighting, I'm hiding here! I want to protect them!" Wang Dabiao looked at Zhang Xianzhi seriously and shouted.

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