Folding wings

After finishing the order, Jiang Longyou personally went to inspect it twice, and felt that there was nothing missing, so he returned the handsome account with confidence.The soldier guarding the gate had already brought clean water for washing up. He glanced at it and said, "Let's put it away for now. You can go to the guy to see if there is anything to eat. I'm a little hungry after walking two rounds."

The little soldier was ordered to leave, but was stopped again. "Wait a minute, you can ask by the way... Well, forget it, remember to be more vigilant recently, go quickly."

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and after a few back and forth, he turned around the screen. Behind the screen was his couch. He lay down on the couch and searched for a while, and found a few small wine jars. He looked at them one by one, and smelled them. , sat on the couch with a tangled face, and when he heard footsteps outside, he sighed and put it down, walked around the screen and went out.

Xiaobing had already delivered the supper, a few steamed buns, a side dish and a bowl of broth, put it on the table and went out.Jiang Longyou finished his food in a few mouthfuls, washed his face and planned to go to bed.

Those wine jars were still on the couch, so he took them away too, hugged them one by one and smelled them, and said to himself: "Oh, forget it, let's do it for now, and wait until I feel at ease, I won't rest until I'm drunk." No."

Not long after, Jiang Longyou hugged the jar and fell asleep, completely unaware that there were three people squatting on top of his head, and his every move fell into the eyes of others: "Yo, this Jiang Dadu is really careless, You don’t care about food and lodging.”

"Looks like an alcoholic, but he's pretty self-disciplined, not bad."

"Nineteen has already entered the Armory, right? Let's find a place to go around and come back in three days."

On the other side of the cottage, although Ren Ji was always out of shape, he did not do what he should do. Those female slaves who wanted to leave were paid money, and those who had nowhere to go settled here to serve as maids. handyman.As for those bandits, in order to hide their whereabouts and cannot be moved, they had to be thrown into the dungeon.

Originally, according to Ren Ji's nature, it would be easier to simply pick up the knife and throw it into the ravine to clean it up, but thinking about how he could never be the impression of a tyrant, he had to take a little trouble and convict the crimes one by one after the matter was over.

In addition, Mo Jihan and he also walked around the cottage, inside and out. The village is actually well built, not to mention the perfect location.Relying on the cliff, there are only two ways to go up, but the water source is a bit far away, which is a bit inconvenient, but I can think of a way in the future.

Because of the shortage of manpower, in order to avoid casualties as much as possible, they took advantage of these days to lead people inside and out to set up many traps, and waited for people to come to their door.

The two were wandering around the village that day. When they walked to the back, Mo Jihan took a bowl of mixed millet and helped feed the chickens. Ren Ji squatted beside him, not knowing what he was planning. It almost disappeared, and it didn't look so weird.

At this time, the secret sentry arranged to watch the wind outside came to report that the bandit leader had returned and was resting five miles away. The number of people was not many, about ten people less than the previous information. They all seemed to be in a low mood and angry. With an uneven appearance, it seems that something has changed.

Ren Ji, who had not changed in the past, didn't take it to heart, and it would be easier to win if there were fewer people, so he acted according to the plan made before, and spread his hands around.

In the bandit's den over there, a group of people were eating barbecue around the fire, all of them were vicious, but they soon became dejected, "Boss, what should we do about this? That dog||day is too treacherous and cunning, We can't fight again and again, but it's really not reconciled to come back so disheveled."

The person called the boss had bloodshot eyes. He opened the wine bag, took two sips of wine, and then slammed it open, "What should I do?! Even if I can't beat Lao Tzu, I have to bite off two pieces of flesh from him! Go back and gather the rest Brother, call back!!"

It’s just that very few responded to him. Many people became dejected after a short period of excitement, and some calmer reminded at this time: “Boss, brothers, it’s not right. We’ve been here for a long time, why hasn’t anyone Come over to answer?!"

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PVP has been a bit bewildered recently, sorry. . . . . . . . .lie