Heir To All

Chu Linguang's remarks made everyone whisper, and everyone felt overwhelmed.

It was as if the vitality he had just seen was erased by Chu Linguang's words.

"If we give him to Dashan, maybe the city army can let us go."

I don't know who said this in the crowd.

This statement came out.

Everyone looked at Chu Linguang in unison.

Tie Zhu only felt cold all over his body.

Angrily said, "Don't go too far."

Chu Linguang also watched the villagers.

It's okay to keep him forcibly.

But if he tried every means to hand him over to the city army personnel, even if he had difficulties, Chu Linguang could not accept this kind of behavior.

To know.

He was the wife and daughter who protected these people just now, so he came forward.

Kill the city general.

If this group of people were afraid of being protected by the city army, they would retaliate and send him to the city army, then Chu Linguang would not tolerate it.

"Bah, Tie Zhu is right, there must be a bottom line in being a person."

The old village chief followed and scolded angrily.

The voice of the crowd has weakened a lot.

As if the thought had been suppressed.

"Dashan, what do you say?"

Someone mustered the courage to ask.

"There's only one way, and that's to make people feel scared."

After Chu Linguang finished speaking, he picked back his three hundred catties of grain, returned to his earthen house, and continued to draw circles on the ground.

The villagers were whispering, not knowing what they were discussing, and people gradually moved away, but the whole Xiaohe Village became very dull and depressed, and many people had a big stone on their heads.

The timid people are always staring at the entrance of the village, afraid of the city army personnel, and suddenly kill them.

Of course, some people started to pack their bags and wanted to leave Xiaohe Village and run away.

However, many people found desperately that the city guards' territory was everywhere. Once caught, they would definitely be torn to shreds. It would be better to prepare enough food and wait for the city guards to arrive in the village.

Maybe this is the only way to have a chance.

Otherwise, if you get caught, you won't die.

Gradually, many voices appeared in the village.

By night.

There seems to be a lot of people coming back from the village.

There are a few, wearing neat official uniforms.

Seems to have an errand in town.

They tangled with the village representatives, and in the mud house, whispered.

I don't know what is planned.

Dengdeng!

late at night.

There was a knock on Chu Linguang's door.

Chu Linguang opened the door, and saw Tietouwa, holding a bowl of hot chicken soup, appeared in front of Chu Linguang.

"Brother Dashan, I brought you chicken soup."

The iron-headed girl said excitedly.

"Your family has eaten wild vegetables for ten days in a row, how can you suddenly stew a chicken for me."

Chu Linguang asked curiously and let Tietouwa come in.

The earth house is not large.

Two rooms and one living room.

Less than eighty square feet.

In the hall, apart from a few stools and tables that Chu Linguang personally cut down trees from the back mountain and knocked and built, there were almost no other items to be found.

"Chicken soup is not from our family, but from the village chief's family."

Tietouwa explained.

Putting the hot chicken soup on the table, he kept staring at it and drooling.

"The village chief has a heart. He stewed such a bowl of chicken soup for me. You thank him for me."

Chu Linguang smiled.

"It's the people in the village who should thank you, but you don't know, the village chief's son just came back today, and when he learned about you, he called everyone together and went up the mountain overnight to beat a pheasant and came back to stew it for you as a thank you. "

Tietouwa explained.

"They thanked me, why didn't they come over by themselves and ask you to bring it over."

Chu Linguang asked.

"This... may be afraid of you!"

Tietouwa lowered his voice and said mysteriously. After speaking, he covered his mouth and smiled: "Now, I am not afraid of you in the whole village. You have to teach me skills."

Chu Linguang nodded silently.

Said: "Then go back, I drank this bowl of soup, thank the village chief for me."

Chu Linguang picked up the chicken soup.

All in one drink.

"That, Dashan brother, Dashan brother, leave a mouthful for me, Dashan brother!"

Seeing Chu Linguang pick up the chicken soup and pour it into his mouth, Tietouwa became anxious and stood directly on the stool. Seeing that Chu Linguang was about to finish the soup, he stood directly on the table and reached out to break Chu Linguang's bowl. .

I want to get myself a sip of chicken soup.

His saliva had wet a piece of his clothes.

"Grumble!"

However, Chu Linguang raised his head and drank without a drop, and all the chicken in the bowl was eaten cleanly. He didn't give Tietouwa a bite, not even a drop.

"Brother Dashan, you..."

Seeing the empty, shiny porcelain bowl, Tietouwa was stunned.

There was a mist in the eyes.

The grievance said: "The village chief said that I must not steal chicken soup, not even a sip. Although I kept saliva on the way, I didn't drink a single sip, because I think Brother Dashan, you will definitely give me half a bowl to drink.

Even if I don't have half a bowl, I can have a few sips.

In the end, you... even left me a mouthful of soup.

Also ate all the meat.

Brother Dashan, do you not like me anymore? How could you treat me like this? "

The iron-headed baby became more and more excited.

At the back, tears fell.

"Only after drinking this bowl of chicken soup will I have the strength to deal with the soldiers of the city army when they come tomorrow. Do you want me to die at their hands? If so, then I will spit out the chicken soup and drink it all for you."

Chu Linguang explained.

"Is...is that so? If so, I can forgive you, you don't have to spit it out, but you must save a mouthful for me in the future, otherwise no matter how much you eat, you will have to spit it out for me to eat."

Iron head boy said.

"Uh... well!"

Chu Linguang was speechless. He just said it casually. He didn't think Tietouwa couldn't understand it. Don't he know how heavy the spit out was?

"Take the bowl back to the village chief and tell the village chief that the chicken soup is delicious. I've finished drinking it all, and I'm going to bed."

Chu Linguang gave the empty bowl to Tietouwa.

"Well, don't forget our agreement."

Tietouwa left with the bowl and came to the village chief's house.

The old village chief was lying on the bed at the moment.

When he saw Tietouwa coming back with an empty bowl, he seemed to have thought of something, his head tilted, and the person gradually lost his energy, so he just left, but his eyes widened, as if he had done something wrong.

Or have regrets.

Difficult to rest.

The crowd sighed.

But at this time, they were all surrounded by a young man in the house.

That is the son of the old village chief.

is the guard of the city.

When I came back, I learned that Chu Linguang had killed the general of the city army, so despite the opposition of the old village chief, he defied all opinions and sent Chu Linguang a bowl of chicken soup overnight.

"After drinking everything, he must not have the strength to resist. Wait a minute, follow me, tie him up, and give it to Lord Chengjun."

The son of the old village chief, after inquiring about Tietouwa, was sure that Chu Linguang had finished drinking the whole bowl of chicken soup, and he couldn't help laughing, as if the trick had succeeded.