farce a ups and downs

In Qingzhou, in a small mountain village at the foot of Xuyu Mountain, ferocious bandits came on horseback and rushed into the village to rob. Anyone who resisted would immediately move their heads.

Bags of grain were found from villagers' homes, and young village girls were tied up in one place.The leader of the gangster sat straddling the horse, looked up coldly, clicked his tongue as if dissatisfied, and immediately flattered his subordinates: "Master, that's all the young girls in the village, and the rest are five or six." An old woman with a top ten."

Lizheng was huddled together with the rest of the villagers, his face was as pale as paper, and his thin body seemed to be able to fall down when the wind blows.When the thugs rode up to him, Li Zheng's legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

The gangster grinned: "In the future, if there are people who report to Xuyumen or the government for help, I will let him taste what life is like death."

A year ago, the already disintegrated Huntian Village made a comeback, and the second master became the chief master. He acted more viciously and viciously than the original village owner. In a short time, all the villages under the mountain were looted. Not only that, but today's Huntian The village owner also sent his men to station in each village to perform supervision duties.

Since Huntianzhai took control of the villages below the mountain, every village has to hand over a certain amount of food every two months, and the "supervisor" has to pay [-]% of the food in the middle. Pay [-]% or more, which is more than the imperial court's exorbitant taxes.

It's not that the villagers have never thought about resisting and escaping. However, how can wooden sticks and agricultural tools be compared with knives and guns?Resistance will only add more bloodshed.

So Lizheng came up with a way to send people to leave the village secretly and ask for help from the famous decent sect stationed on the mountain.

It was Lizheng's grandson who was sent out, but half a month later, he still hasn't returned, so I don't know what the result will be.

Rescue did not come, but a new round of massacres came.

Seeing that the deterrent effect was enough, the bandits left the village with food and people, leaving blood and numb villagers behind.

Shuttle among the mountains and forests, the temperature brought by the warm sun is very comfortable, the green grass on both sides of the road, the bustling scene, is too beautiful to behold.

Even though they were on their way to find the black-clothed swordsman, Luo and Chen couldn't help slowing down, hoping that the road would be longer.

The flowers in front of the mountain are blooming, and Luo Wen's heart arose when he saw it for the first time: "Feiyu is here later, as a teacher, I will go back when I go."

Just as she was about to speak, the person beside her was gone, so Shen Feiyu sighed helplessly.

But in the blink of an eye, the fragrance of flowers lingered around the nose, dispelling the melancholy in my heart.

Looking up, a red flower burst into view.

At the end of June, it is the time when hibiscus is gorgeous.

Shen Feiyu was stunned for a while, then took it over dumbfounded: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Like it?"

"Hmm..." To be honest, I don't really understand the romance of giving flowers.

Luo Wenchu ​​blinked: "I saw it just now, and I feel that it matches Feiyu. I am very happy, and I only wish to move to my house."

This time, Shen Feiyu understood, and his crown-like face became no different from the hibiscus in his hand.

A certain person smiled and rolled his eyes: "So, do you like it?"

"Ah."

"Okay, as a teacher, Feiyu agreed, and I will not go back on my word."

Shen Feiyu: "?" Wait, what did I promise?

The current situation does not allow him to refute.

The waist was embraced, the back was leaning on the ancient wood, the fingers with thin calluses pinched the chin, and he lifted it up slightly, only the unparalleled face of another person was left in the field of vision.The scorching breath gradually approached until the breath was lingering. At that moment, everything from the heart to the hair trembled with joy.In the next moment, the fingers actively hooked the clothes on the back of the other party, then clenched tightly and pressed down.

Luo Wenchu ​​was surprised for a moment, and then he was more respectful than obedient, and took advantage of the situation to throw his whole body on Shen Feiyu.

The birds in the forest don't know when to stop singing, and the breeze passes by, leaving only gentleness.

After a while, the breath of both of them was unstable.

Shen Feiyu lowered his head and stared at the ground, only showing a pair of red ears that were about to steam.

Luo Wenchu ​​leaned over and pressed his forehead against each other, forcing the opponent to look up.

Not far away, the fragrance is completely dyed, and it is not as good as the spring scenery on the cheeks of the person in the arms.

With a lump in his throat, Luo Wenchu ​​said with difficulty: "The thing that was interrupted that night in Yincun, when is Feiyu going to agree to be a teacher?"

Inexplicably, Shen Feiyu felt chills down her spine, and avoided the other party's deep gaze, and laughed dryly: "What is the master talking about? This disciple can't understand."

"Forget it." Luo Wenchu ​​sighed, and it seemed that he was planning to give up talking about this matter. Before Shen Feiyu could rejoice in the future, he was nailed to death by the other party's next sentence.

"Then next time, I'll send Albizia julibrissin flowers to the teacher."

After the heartstrings were plucked several times, there was an undetectable vibrato, and the sweetness spread like water ripples, spreading in the heart.Luo Wenchu ​​took the opportunity to get stuck in one leg, and bent his knees up. Shen Feiyu's knees were weak, and he had to pinch the opponent's arm tightly.

"Master..."

The birds flew up on the wind, and the chirping of the clear birds covered the subtle sounds in the forest. After half a quarter of an hour, Luo Wenchu ​​wiped his hands clean and pulled up the little apprentice whose legs were weak.

After a short rest, Shen Feiyu changed her clothes and put the hibiscus properly, and the two continued on their way.

After noon, a faint smell of blood wafted along the fragrance of the flowers, and both master and apprentice changed their expressions.

When I came to a place with a wide field of vision, I immediately saw the tragedy of the small village below the mountain.

The two looked at each other, and they both frowned in silence.

They obviously wanted to go together.

This place is at the foot of Xuyu Mountain, bandits are rampant, do you know about the Xuyu Gate?

If you don't know, you will be negligent.

If you know, then the problem can be big.

Luo Wenchu ​​thought deeper than Shen Feiyu.A few days ago, I inadvertently heard the news about the swordsman in black, and judged that the other party was going to Mount Xuyu. Is this route unintentional or deliberate?If they were deliberately attracted... Thinking of this, Luo Wenchu's face darkened.

It was not clear from the mountain, but the traces of the bandits' rampage became shocking until they went down the mountain and entered the village.

The patch on the door panel was removed and beaten again. The village woman wiped her tears while washing the wood, but the deep black blood stains on it could not be washed off no matter what.The wide open door can clearly see the four walls. It was extremely deserted. An old man was staring at the rice vat with no grains left, and plunged into the vat. Shen Feiyu stopped in his footsteps. The old man pulled him out with his shoulders, the center of the bottom of the tank was cracked, and there was still blood from the old man's forehead.

Shen Feiyu applied medicine to bandage the man. During the period, the old man kept looking at the two with bewildered eyes: "What are you doing to save me, what are you doing to save me—"

The villagers from all around gathered around, all with the same expression, the sadness of hope being cut off in the numbness.

"Even if we are rescued now, next time the bandits come again, they won't be able to survive without enough food."

The person who spoke was a haggard middle-aged man. From his mouth, the two learned that the old man was Lizheng in the village. This was the third time that the village had been ransacked by bandits in Huntian Village.

"Huntian Village?" Luo Wenchu ​​had some impressions, "I remember that it was the Huntian Village that was destroyed by Xiao Linsheng three years ago."

"About more than a year ago, it reappeared, but we, the people down the mountain, suffered a lot."

Not only did Huntian Village set up "supervisors" in each village, they were not allowed to communicate with the outside world, and they had to go down the mountain every now and then to snatch one up, and the villagers really became slaves to bandits.

"What are you doing! What are you doing all in one place!" Shouting loudly from far to near, the villagers finally showed different expressions, fear, anxiety, and anger.

Judging from the reactions of the villagers, it is not difficult to guess who it is.

They are nothing more than the "inspectors" placed by bandits in the village.

Seeing that Lizheng was in good condition, Luo Wenchu ​​held Shen Feiyu's arm, "Feiyu, let's hide first."

The "Supervisor" is a tall, tall man, taller than others, and looks like a hill when he gets closer. He walked over and asked in a vicious voice, "What are you doing here?" Turning his eyes, he found Li Zheng in the crowd said, "Do you want to die? Let me tell you, it's not that easy. If you don't pay all the food next month, your precious grandson will really be hopeless."

"Next month? Didn't they just search for a batch?"

"Where can I find so much food, what should I do?"

Li Zhengze's eyes lit up: "Duoduo is not dead? My grandson is still alive?"

The "Inspector" sneered: "Of course, but if you fail to hand in the food on time, then there is no guarantee that you will survive."

It was like giving hope and then snuffing it out, the light in Lizheng's eyes quickly dimmed.

The master and apprentice who were hiding behind the dilapidated hut saw the "inspector" arrogantly say something and walk away, with a slightly cold expression.

"Master, are we leaving like this?"

Luo Wenchu ​​looked away: "Does Feiyu want to save them?"

Shen Feiyu didn't answer, but secretly clenched her fists.

A warm hand came up gently, "Feiyu, just remember, if you kill one person, you can save one person, and you will be saved, but if you want to save a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand people, you can only kill one person. far from enough."

Kill that "supervisor", and there will be another, next "supervisor". If you can't uproot Huntian village, it will be useless to kill more bandits.

Then again, in Qingzhou, why the "bandit craze" lasted for a long time is not just a matter of destroying a village. Extinct and reborn, like inexhaustible weeds.

The "Inspector" walked away, Luo Wenchu ​​held his apprentice's wrist, "Let's follow."

The two stayed behind the "Inspector" not far away, watching him return to his residence, there were servants sweeping the house, and the servants who came and went were all young girls, when they saw him coming back, they bowed their heads and called "Master", which made everyone Tooth acid.

"Feiyu is waiting here, and I will communicate with him as a teacher."

The "communication" that Luo Wenchu ​​said was definitely not just communication.

Even if he was on the opposite side, Shen Feiyu wanted to light a candle for the other party.

Half an hour later, Luo Wenchu ​​came back, bringing back an unexpected piece of news.

"Lizheng's grandson is dead," the gloomy voice seemed to be brewing a storm, "it was the Xuyumen who told the news that the village asked for help from the Xuyumen."