Why not human! [Quick travel]

The jasper makeup is one tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

In the wild mountain road, such lush willows should not have grown.

This kind of willow tree should grow on the winding and winding shore of clear water, accompanied by beautiful scenery and good news, instead of being a single seedling on this low loess hill.

In the distance, the ruts turning and the sound of horseshoes trampling could be heard faintly.

A group of more than [-] people, driving several carriages and wooden carts, either sitting or walking, passed by here.

At this time, the sun was in the sky, there was no wind, and the willow branches trembled slightly.

When several people saw Yang Liu, they all praised the beauty of the color.

A female family member lifted the curtain of the car, looked carefully at the rare touch of color during the long journey, and whispered to her companion.

"Hey!" Suddenly, a big man with a sharp knife and a disheveled beard jumped out of the side grass.

The female relatives shook their hands in fright, and quickly put down the curtain of the car, and the rest of the people were also on guard.

On both sides of the road, many burly men emerged from the bushes at half a person's height, armed with weapons, and surrounded the group of people.

Counting carefully, there were 19 people.

There were only eleven or twelve middle-aged men in the passing convoy, and the rest were either old ladies or maids sitting in the car.

"This road is blocked—" one of the big men sang.

"Hand over the money—" another sang.

It turned out to be bandits and bandits blocking the road.

"Hand over the money, maybe the hero will let us go?" An old voice came from one of the carriages.

With gray hair, silk and satin, and sideburns, the old man in his 60s or [-]s stepped out of the carriage.

"Huh?" The bandit headed him up and down, looked him up and down, and after a while, let out a light snort, and said:

"Then it depends on how much money you have to redeem your life."

The old man led him to a cart, ordered his servants to untie the ropes binding the box, and opened the box himself.

One box is gold and silver jewelry.

Another box of silk and satin.

The last box of antique calligraphy and paintings.

"All the money is here, beg the good man to let us go."

The bandit leader paced around the cart, from time to time he picked it up with the tip of his knife, and then threw it in his palm to grab it, and was not in a hurry to collect his belongings.

The old man no longer begged him to urge him, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

"What is that in your hand?" The bandit leader rolled his eyes, pointing the tip of the knife at the old man's finger.

The old man looked at his fingers, and hurriedly said a few finger rings to take off, put them on the cart, and took off a string of beads from his neck and put them together.

One more plea.

"I beg the hero to let me go."

The bandit leader stared at the old man's face, then suddenly grinned and said, "There are a lot of them too, right?"

The tip of the knife pointed to the carriage in which the female relatives were riding.

There was a flurry of whispers.

After a while.

A pile of gold and silver jewelry was handed out in the carriage.

It was still warm, and it was obviously just taken off.

"I'm penniless, so I beg the hero to let me go." The old man bowed again and begged.

"You old bastard, what are you in a hurry for?"

When the bandit leader spoke, none of the other bandits dared to intervene.

"How about your girls, why don't you even show your face, do you look down on us!" The bandit leader said, looking at Zhou Zhou's subordinates.

Only then did the bandits dare to speak in agreement: "Yes, yes, do you look down on our brothers!"

"It's been a while, and I haven't even shown my face!"

The old man knew something was wrong, so he hurriedly said: "My daughter's appearance is poor, I'm afraid I will hurt the eyes of the heroes..."

"Step aside!"

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed away by the bandit leader and fell on the loess gravel.

A family member hurried forward to help.

I saw the bandit leader going straight to the women's sedan chair, opened the curtain of the car, and poked his head to look.

There was panic in the carriage.

The bandit leader grabbed a man's arm, and the captured female family member was so frightened that she stretched out her hand to beat him repeatedly, but he ignored him and just dragged it away.

"Hahahahaha!" Dragging the man out of the carriage, he immediately hugged the woman by the waist and laughed loudly.

"Daddy! Daddy!" the woman screamed again and again.

"Bastard! Put her down!" The old man, who was still calm before, turned his eyes red, threw off the servant, and rushed forward.

"Old man, go away!" The bandit leader only stretched out his hand and brushed the old man to the ground.

The old man happened to hit his head on the gravel and passed out.

"Brothers, there are still many beauties in the car, why don't you enjoy them?"

"Hahaha..." The bandits burst into laughter.

The servants who were still in a daze reacted in an instant, tightened their weapons tightly, and rushed forward to stop the bandits in a disorderly manner.

Naturally, they were defeated by bandits cutting melons and vegetables, but they still had some scruples, and most of them left a sigh of relief.

The bandit leader ignored their fight and walked into the grass with the woman in his arms.

The situation was almost one-sided, and soon, the dying servants and wives were thrown aside, and the female relatives in the carriage were dragged away by the bandits with a grinning smile.

All this happened in front of Yangliu.

The tree should have been indifferent.

But now, there is a spirit living inside.

Can't move, can't speak.

He could only helplessly, watching everything in front of him.

The servants were piled up in a ball, the ground was bleeding profusely, limbs and arms were broken, and several of them died quietly.

The grass shook in several places, and there were painful howls and pleadings.

None escaped.

Why is it willow?

Why is it Yangliu.

Not even a twig can swing.

Can't do anything.

Hate it!Very angry!

He gritted his teeth in hatred and lost his mind in anger.

Yang Liu remained motionless.

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After a while, several bandits and the bandit leader came out of the grass one after another, wearing belts and looking gluttonous.

A bandit came over and said anxiously to the bandit leader: "Boss! I found a letter, which contains..."

"What's going on inside? Tell me!"

"There is an official seal inside!"

The bandit chief was stunned, his eyes rolled, and then his expression became ruthless: "Then I can't keep it, let's get rid of them all!"

"Boss, but those girls..." A bandit next to him hesitated.

"If you don't want to be suppressed by the government, you can do it without leaving a trace. What kind of girl, where have you seen such a girl!" The bandit leader said forcefully.

The whole 23 people were really wiped off their necks one by one, even the old man, the servant, the woman, and the female relatives, none of them remained.

They dug a hole nearby and buried the body.

The sun was setting and the sky was dim.

After the bandits cleaned up the venue, they led the horses and carts and returned to the cottage happily.

Yang Liu quietly watched them leave.

He watched carefully.

Nineteen people.

nineteen.

The strong wind blows, and the willow branches flutter along with the strong wind, like the devil's minions, waving in the air, making a shrill wind sound.

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The willows are becoming more and more green, and the branches and leaves are like jade.

Absorbing the blood of the dead is nothing unbearable.

Especially after being able to move because of this, the roots and branches are gradually able to swing independently... absorbing blood, and it is also a joy.

The corpses in the pit were dragged one by one by Yang Liu with the movable root system and placed under the root system, but they did not move again.Only absorb the blood splashed on this land.

Willows struggle to grow the underlying root system.

On the ground, the verdant and tall willow trees with branches and crowns only cover an area of ​​more than ten meters in diameter, but the roots underground have grown wildly for more than 500 meters.

If you look carefully, you can find that the roots of willows do not spread out in a circle, but grow in the same direction.

That was the direction of the bandits' cottage.

The willow grows very close to the cottage.

A distance of several kilometers.

For creatures that can move, this distance is nothing.

But for plants that cannot move on their own, it seems like another world.

Fortunately, willows are no longer ordinary plants, let alone thousands of meters, even tens of thousands of miles, they can't stop him.

According to the growth method of normal plants, it is really too slow, and this blood-stained place has been absorbed.

In order to grow as quickly as possible, the underground roots are plunged into holes, voles, rabbits, snakes...

All turned into the nourishment of willows.

Even so, it only grew and extended more than 200 meters of roots. After killing all the small animals living in this piece of ground, the willow had to be silent.

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The sky is high and crisp, the wind is sunny, and it is another good weather.

A dozen or so big men with weapons ran down the mountain, found a place with dense grass, and lay down one by one to lurk.

How similar to the scene three months ago.

The willow branches a few hundred meters behind the bandits swayed and calmed down again.

No.

Can't do it now.

The power of the roots is not enough to fight against so many people at once.

You can't scare the snake.

Once you make them vigilant, it will be difficult to find them.

But this scene is too similar to the memory.

If... If it happens again... No matter if it will startle the snake or not, we must stop them!

The ground shook slightly.

The sound of running horses' hooves gradually approached.

Two black dots from far to near.

It turned out to be two men riding galloping horses.

The leader is riding a tall maroon horse, wearing fiery red clothes, a golden ribbon on his head, a face like flawless white jade, red lips, small and bright red lips, slightly raised eye tails, and flying eyebrows, looking sharp and charming.

Riding the horse galloping, the sleeves of the clothes are flying.

The one who was slightly behind was riding a black horse, wearing a blue shirt and a white inner garment, with clear eyebrows and a gentle temperament.

"Hey!" The bandit jumped out of the grass with a knife.

"Woo~" The heroic woman on the bay red horse in front reined in hastily, and the man behind him also slowed down and came over.

"Who is it! Even your aunt dares to stop you!" Before the bandits jumped out and shouted, the heroic woman asked bluntly.

The bandits lying in the grass on both sides got out one after another and surrounded the two of them.

"This road is blocked—" one of the big men sang.

"Hand over the money—" another sang.

"Ha! Robbery?" The heroic woman sneered. "Bandits and bandits?"

"Hand over the valuables to those who are sensible!" shouted a bandit.

The bandit leader mixed in among the bandits, he was inconspicuous and silent.

"Oh! Hand it over to pay your medical bills?" the heroic woman said while taking down the long whip hanging from the saddle, without saying hello, and without warning, she swept her head and face at the talking bandit.

"Ah!!" The bandit was hit by the tail of the whip, and immediately covered his bleeding eyes and screamed.

There were barbs on the whip tail.

"Smelly bitch! You are so ruthless, you don't eat a toast and you don't eat fine wine, brothers, come on!" The bandit leader finally shouted.

The bandits and bandits raised their weapons and rushed forward.

The author has something to say: The poems in this chapter are quoted from He Zhizhang, the author of "Ode to the Willows"