All Aliens Say Yes [Quick Transmigration]

Han Bishan was fighting with the group of prostitutes in fluttering colorful clothes. Seeing Jiang Yao collapsed, he couldn't help but look to this side, and called out anxiously: "Jiang Yao——"

"Hahaha—" Bai Nenghai laughed wildly and kicked Jiang Yao.Jiang Yao rolled on the ground a few times, revealing a dull face.

"The doctor who came out of Miracle Doctor Valley after taking the medicine is really more exciting than poisoning Jiang Muyun back then." Bai Nenghai said with a proud face.

Jiang Muyun confides in his friend, he is defenseless, poisoning him is easy, even if he succeeds, there is no sense of accomplishment at all.

But Jiang Yao is the eldest disciple of the genius doctor Gu, and his medical skills are superb. If such a person is brought down by himself, wouldn't it prove that his poison skills are better than the genius doctor Gu.This is like going out to play a game with others. The sense of accomplishment after defeating Yao Ming with table tennis is completely different from the sense of accomplishment after defeating Malone with table tennis.

The old man thought smugly, and then urged a few prostitutes: "Are you flirting slowly? They are not guests, so hurry up, we have to hurry."

"Yes!"

The prostitutes agreed in their mouths, but they were quite embarrassed in their hearts.There is no other reason, this Han Bishan's martial arts is much higher than theirs, and it is extremely difficult to deal with.In this struggle, one of their sisters had her throat cut to death.

Besides, the other members of the Martial Arts League who came in were not mediocre. Under the chaos, the scarves and clothes of the prostitutes had been smashed to pieces.

Several women showed their white thighs and snow-white fragrant shoulders, their delicate skin was cut by sword energy, and bright red blood oozes from the mottled scars, like blossoming red plum blossoms in a white snow, the scene is very fragrant .

There was a chivalrous man in the Wulin League, too young and lacking in concentration, he had never seen such a grand banquet in the sea and sky, he couldn't help being blinded by the colorful flowers, he hesitated for a moment, and was thrown down by a knife on the ground.

This group of women is like the maidservant in Tsing Yi before, they don't feel pain.As long as the injuries on their bodies are not fatal, they will not affect their attack in the slightest.

Among them was a prostitute whose arm had been cut off, and the veil on her body was soaked in blood, with bones exposed at the severed limbs, and her face was as pale as a roll of toilet paper due to excessive blood loss.Even so, she still killed him without hesitation.

There is a rule in the Wulin League not to kill unarmed and defenseless enemies.The attack power of the woman with the broken arm had been greatly reduced, but she was still so reckless about life and death, which made Meng Li, who was facing him, softened.

Meng Li is eighteen this year and comes from a family of martial arts.His grandfather had a deep friendship with Master Wudang Songhe. With this relationship, he was directly recommended to be included in the core disciples of Wudang at a young age.

Three years ago, he left his teacher's school and went out to travel the rivers and lakes. He encountered something that changed the trajectory of his life.

Passing by a village at that time, the villagers' dozens of acres of wheat fields turned into bare wheat stalks overnight.

The lame old man who took care of the wheat fields in the village and his three dogs were beaten to death in the empty wheat fields.

When people in the village heard the news, the old man's old wife was so sad that she threw herself into a well and committed suicide.

In that old couple's home, only the two elders lived with their grandson.The little grandson is clever, and the family plans to send the child to a private school after harvesting the wheat this year.

It's a pity that such a thing happened, the old woman couldn't think about it for a while, and committed suicide.The child who had just learned to recite the Three Character Classic was left behind, crying loudly on top of his relatives.

After the official came, after checking the scene, he shook his head and said he was powerless.

Meng Li happened to pass by, and wanted to mobilize the village chief to retrieve Maizi.

"The ones that couldn't be found were stolen by bandits," said the village chief.

"Don't be afraid, let's call the surrounding villages together, and I will lead the charge for you." Meng Li patted his chest and said proudly.

However, the old village chief took a puff of dry tobacco and sighed: "In our place, bandits go down the mountain every year to rob a village of wheat. This year, they won't touch other villages after they robbed us. Those in the next-door village, Hearing that our place has been robbed, I will only rest assured to harvest my own wheat, and will not go up the mountain with us to fight against bandits."

"They're not happy, let's go by ourselves." Meng Li looked at some big men around him.When those men heard Meng Li's suggestion, they dispersed one after another to prevent being pulled.

The old village head smiled wryly, and said: "Actually, that bandit is considered good. I heard that bandits from other places not only went down the mountain to rob wheat, but also robbed women and money. This time it was because old man Zhang was too stubborn that he would He was beaten to death by bandits. Normally, those bandits never kill anyone when they go down the mountain.”

Meng Li was stunned when he heard what the old village chief said. He couldn't believe it. He actually spoke for the bandits?Glancing at the crying child beside him, Meng Li swung his sword and said angrily, "I'll go by myself."

"It's up to you, but we don't know where the bandits are hiding, so you have to find yourself." The old village chief said noncommittally without getting into trouble.

The wheat in his own village was stolen, and he still behaved like this has nothing to do with himself.Meng Li was angry in his heart, and sneered: "Oh, I didn't ask you to lead the way. I will find them myself, and I will give half of the wheat I bring back to that child."

Looking at Meng Li's eyes that would not give up until he reached his goal, the old village chief nodded, exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and said slowly: "Yes."

That day, Meng Li searched carefully in the wheat field for three hours, but he did not find any clues left by the bandits.

Seeing him wandering back and forth in the field, the villagers who were coming and going saw him, and comforted him instead: "Forget it, they have been here this year, and they will definitely not come to our village next year. Don't waste your efforts."

Meng Li shook his head.In the evening, a pheasant who came from nowhere ran into the wheat field and pecked at the leftover wheat in the field.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Meng Li's mind: He really couldn't see Mount Tai. The evidence left by the bandits was right in front of him, but he didn't see it.

Meng Li came out of the wheat field and began to look around the path around the wheat field.On a certain path, he found scattered wheat stalks, and Meng Li knew that this was the direction the bandits left.

The fields were strewn with messy stalks, details that he didn't notice at all.Jumping out of the wheat field, he could clearly see the traces left by the bandits.

That night, Meng Li took a torch, followed the scattered wheat stalks on the ground, followed the map to find a clue, and slowly groped through the mountains and ridges to the bandit's base.

He had just entered the deep mountain, and he was worried that there were many forks in the road and he would get lost.Unexpectedly, after entering, I saw a road in the depths of the dense forest that could be manually pruned to allow carriages to pass.

Torches were inserted one after another on both sides of the road, brightly lit, leading to the cottage.Meng Li sneaked in quietly, looked at the rows of houses built inside, and estimated that there were hundreds of bandits, otherwise it would be impossible to harvest hundreds of acres of wheat fields overnight.

However, in the cottage, he found that apart from some sentinels and some old bandits playing cards, he didn't see those middle-aged bandits.

Lurking in the dark, Meng Li listened to their conversation, only to realize that this group of bandits had gone out again tonight.I couldn't help sneering in my heart: Those villages are unwilling to help, and now they are probably going to suffer!

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will be at a disadvantage. If they rob like this, something will happen." The old man with gray hair and alcohol smelled on his face said to the young guy next to him while playing cards.

"Oh, don't worry if you retreat to the second line. This year is a good year, so don't grab more. Farming depends on God's food, and next year's drought or flood is uncertain. The boss said that one must be prepared for danger in times of peace. , Plan ahead. Work hard this year and grab more, and if the harvest is not good tomorrow, you can relax a bit." Gouzi comforted.

Meng Li listened to them, and these bandits were still worried about the harvest in the coming year like a farmer, and thought it was ridiculous.

Just as he was thinking about whether to take advantage of the absence of the bandit army and kill this group of stragglers, the old man sighed again: "Usually when a village is robbed, they can still borrow food from the next door. Loot all the villages, and those people will either starve to death this year, or have nowhere to go. They have all moved away. How much food do we have this year for next year? If you do it too badly, if you don’t leave a way out for others, you are also doing our own last way!”

"I've been a bandit for decades, you're still young!" The old drunkard man said, getting more and more agitated, picked up a wine bottle and drank a few mouthfuls, then fell to the ground with a "plop", snoring loudly. Like thunder, the cards in his hand scattered all over the place.

Leaving the other two staring at each other.

"Gouzi, uncle is right. What shall we do in the future?" The bandit kitten looked at Gouzi in panic.

"Little cat, I've become a bandit now, we have no future." Gouzi looked at the kitten with contempt, dragged the drunk old man to the couch, then picked up the wine bottle on the ground, shook it twice, and then He took a sip for himself and said to the kitten, "Maybe we will die tomorrow!"

Meng Li silently retracted his sword in the dark.Seeing these thieves showing such a sentimental side, he couldn't do anything.

Withdrew from the cottage, Meng Li wandered outside the village all night.He was afraid that he would make the old village head laugh if he didn't bring back wheat, and he also felt ashamed to go back to see the child.

I found a big tree by the side of the village, lay on the top of the tree and looked at the sad faces of the villagers, and in my heart castigated myself for not being able to deal with bandits.

It didn't take long before I heard a villager talk about the fact that the next village was cut by bandits again.Then the head of the village next door brought their men over, all menacing, holding sickles and hoes.

"If the old cripple in your village hadn't resisted and angered the bandits, or he had already robbed your village enough, why did he go to rob us again? We only cut the wheat in our village last year, and it's all your fault this year. You must have stored food last year, hand it over!" the head of the next-door village said angrily.

"What do bandits think, how do we know? I gave you the stored food, what do we eat. I lent it to you last year, but this year it's because of your bad luck." Good fight ready.

Seeing them murderous, Meng Li felt uncomfortable.If they show this momentum to fight against bandits together, they probably won't be robbed of wheat.

That afternoon, in the barren wheat field, men from two villages fought with farm tools.

Holding the sword in his arms, Meng Li watched as they beat each other to pieces.

Because the fighting was more intense, the officials were alarmed.Seeing the group of yamen servants coming over and threatening to take people to be tortured, the village chiefs of the two villages rushed to give them money.After weighing the weight, the two yamen servants pretended to be reprimanded, and then told the neighbors and folks to be friendly to each other before walking away.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Meng Li felt disheartened and didn't want to walk in the rivers and lakes anymore.

Just when Meng Li was about to leave the village, at the intersection he met a group of Jianghu people riding horses and holding long swords.The man in the lead had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a dignified appearance, and a long ponytail tied behind his back was black and shiny.

The man stepped forward and asked: "I heard that there is a den of thieves here to absorb refugees. It has existed for decades. Does this little brother know about it?"

Meng Li slightly nodded, and asked again, "Who are you?"

"We are members of the Martial Arts League. The bandits are disturbing the people. Let's help clean it up." The person who came was Han Bishan who brought the team to do the task.

Meng Li knew about the Wulin League, and after being brainwashed by his family since he was a child, he didn't have a good impression of the Wulin League.So he said: "Those bandits were originally villagers, and they had no choice but to go down the mountain to grab wheat. When did the Wulin League degenerate to meddle in such trivial matters?"

"How can this be a trivial matter! The wheat may not be worth much to you, but to the villagers here, it is what they depend on for survival. It can be said that the refugees have to rob wheat for a year to survive, but they This is the case every year, and if you have been robbed for more than ten years, it will be hard to get back." After Han Bishan finished speaking, he looked at Meng Li who looked unhappy and said, "It is evil to kill and rob indiscriminately for one's own selfish desire. The Martial Arts League punishes rape. Eliminates evil, big and small."

"It seems that you know a lot about those bandits, can you show us the way?" Han Bishan asked with a smile.

Meng Li hesitated, looking at the villagers in the field.The people who fought just now had dispersed, and now the only ones left in the fields were old and weak women and children. While wiping their tears, the women bent down to pick up the scattered wheat left by the bandits after harvesting.

Thinking of the old cripple who was killed by bandits, the old woman who jumped into the well, and the little grandson they left behind, Meng Li nodded slowly.

With Meng Li leading the way, everyone in the Wulin League quickly found the bandit's lair.Killed the bandits who took the lead called "Tiger", "Leopard" and "Big Bear", and most of the remaining bandits, except for the bandit's cronies, stopped resisting.

For those who resisted, Han Bishan didn't change his face, he raised his knife and dropped it, and Meng Li admired it neatly.

"These bandits are ordinary people. If the villagers unite, it will be easy to drive them away." Meng Li's tone revealed a hint of complaint.The bandits have been entrenched here for a long time, which is inseparable from the cowardice and selfishness of these villagers.

"Are you afraid of us?" Han Bishan asked suddenly.

Meng Li looked at the six members of the Martial Arts League, and judging from the lightness skills they showed when they went up the mountain just now, they were all better than him.However, the leader is full of righteousness, even if he kills and sees blood, he has a light that replaces God's punishment for bad people, giving people a feeling that "as long as you don't do evil, you won't be hurt", this powerful but harmless feeling , let him feel inexplicable worship.Besides, the other people around Han Bishan also had friendly faces, even though their martial arts were strong, they didn't feel oppressed at all.

Meng Li shook his head and said, "There is nothing to be afraid of."

Han Bishan smiled, and continued to ask: "We found someone from a cult nearby, and the level of the other party's martial arts is still unknown. Do you dare to go and investigate alone?"

Hearing this, Meng Li was stunned, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

"You see, even though we are numerous and powerful, you know that we are not harmful to you, so you are not afraid of us. But heresy cults kill people without batting an eyelid, and their means are vicious. No matter how good their martial arts are, others dare not approach them easily."

"Similarly, those villagers don't want to fight against bandits. Honest villagers, how dare they kill bandits!" Han Bishan explained.

Hearing this, Meng Li fell silent.If the righteous people in the world meet people from the cult, everyone will say that they want to kill them quickly.However, when it happens, many people will deliberately avoid cults for their own safety.

Meng Li felt ashamed when he thought that he also had such a withdrawn mentality.For the bandits, he was sympathetic and hesitant.As for the cult, he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and hesitated to move forward.I am no different from those honest villagers!

Even if I hold a sword, I can't be called a "Xia".

Meng Li has practiced martial arts for 13 years. At the age of nine, he opened up the second vein of Ren Du, and his whole body is full of energy.But now, he felt that the true energy in his dantian had disappeared, and he was flustered.

"A person may be afraid, so do you want to go with us?" Han Bishan invited Meng Li with a terrified expression.

After that day, Meng Li joined the Wulin League.

Following Han Bishan to do missions again and again, watching that man calmly fight against the cult, made him extremely at ease.Everyone said that without Jiang Muyun, the Wulin League lost hope.However, he felt that as long as Han Bishan was around, the Wulin League would have a future.

Three years of battles have allowed him to face fierce enemies without mercy.Still he couldn't contain his useless pity.

The woman on the opposite side was already miserable, and she couldn't stand his attack at all.Why do you still have to face him so fearlessly?

The movement of Meng Li's hand was slightly sluggish, but the companion of the woman with the broken arm noticed it, and then found the gap, a long scarf climbed up his neck like a poisonous snake, and tightly strangled him.

Meng Li only felt that his breathing was beginning to be difficult, and the woman across from him turned towards him with a ferocious smile on her face, and then killed her.

Just when he felt that his neck was about to be strangled, he suddenly heard a crash behind him. It turned out that Han Bishan turned sideways and fought the woman with a sword in his right hand. Infused with true energy, he grabbed the scarf around his neck Pulling towards him, confronting that day like a tug-of-war.

In this way, Han Bishan resisted the pincer attack of the two men while pulling the scarf to save people.Fortunately, Meng Li's kung fu was good, and he was shocked by himself, and the red yarn broke in the middle.

Without the restraint of the scarf around his neck, Han Bishan rescued him from being strangled to death.

"Thank you, Brother Han!" Meng Li said gratefully as he stroked his still aching neck.

"Returning the kindness of a woman at this time, you don't need to do it next time." Han Bishan reprimanded the prostitute in a cold voice after hacking to death with a knife.

After Meng Li was reprimanded, his expression was submissive.He knew that he had made a mistake, probably because he had never seen Han Bishan so fierce, he felt a little uneasy, fighting with those gangsters, his momentum suddenly dropped, and he changed from attack to defense.

Is it because Dr. Jiang is lying there unknown, that Brother Han is so irritable?Meng Li began to be absent-minded.

The consequence of this thinking is that Meng Li started to make frequent mistakes, accidentally got hit on the body, and saw Hong again.

Han Bishan glanced at this absent-minded little brother, and said coldly: "If you are like this, even if you die here today, I will only judge you when you go back."

Hearing this sentence, Meng Li felt as if he was facing an abyss.If he was recorded as inferior, he might not have the chance to form a team with Han Bishan again!

The author has something to say: the second update.Waiting for the third update, it is being written, it may be later.