The Nameless of the Common Clans

The sky gradually darkened. Chen Mo sat on the donkey cart bored. He turned his head to look at the group of people on the other side of the bridge and said, "Uncle Yang, what do you think the Taiping Sect is going to do? Believers have been going north for two months. Don't they farm?"

"Who knows?" Uncle Yang shook his head. He didn't care about this.

The tenant next to him came up and laughed, "I heard that the Great Sage will preach in the north and summon Yangzhou believers to go there."

"But aren't Taiping Sect believers all over the world? Why don't you summon local believers, but let Jiangdong believers run thousands of miles to the north?" Chen Mo couldn't accept this explanation. Isn't this a waste of effort?

"I don't know. I just heard in the city that many Xuzhou believers said that the blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, the year is Jiazi, and the world is auspicious." The tenant shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Dalang looked at Chen Mo puzzled.

"Before, when the people of the Taiping Sect came to preach, they said that the blue sky was dead, but the yellow sky should be established..." Chen Mo turned his head to look at Uncle Yang. He only listened for one day. Later, because of the obstruction of the sharp-nosed man and Chen Mo's rejection of the Taiping Sect, he did not listen.

"I remember that they said that the blue sky was dead, but the sky would not perish, just like the emperors in the world changed, the yellow sky would replace the blue sky." Uncle Yang recalled carefully: "That's all I remember."

He was good at hunting in the mountains or fighting with people, but these things were not his strengths. He could remember these because the people of the Taiping Sect repeatedly said them.

"Uncle Yang said that, I also remembered that they said so." Dalang slapped his head and said.

The blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established?

Chen Mo looked at Uncle Yang and said: "If I remember correctly, next year will be the Jiazi year."

"Yes." Uncle Yang nodded.

"What is the relationship between them?" Chen Mo couldn't figure out what the meaning of this passage was?

"What's the point of thinking about this?" Dalang shook his head and said, "Ergou, are we just going to keep fighting with them? If it's any later, we may not be able to go back tonight."

People can hardly see at night. If they keep fighting here, they can't think of leaving tonight. It's so cold, and they may freeze to death if they sleep outside all night.

Chen Mo heard this, turned his head and looked at the gang, and then looked at Uncle Yang.

"Don't look at me, it's easier to call them directly." Uncle Yang shook his head and said.

"We don't want to spend the night in this wilderness, and they certainly don't want to either." Chen Mo stood up and said, "Uncle Yang, let's surround the donkey carts in a circle and cook some food, so that they think we really want to keep fighting with them, and see who gets anxious first!"

They are afraid of the cold, and the other party is not made of iron, so they must be afraid too. If they act as if they are ready to spend the night here, I don't believe that the other party can still sit still.

"We are not really going to spend the night here, are we?" Dalang said with a bitter face.

"See if they are willing." Chen Mo was not sure, but he just deduced based on his own habits. As for whether the other party would do as he thought, it was hard to say. He just gave it a try.

"Do as Ergou said. You guys go to the river to fetch water together and stay away from those people. If they want to make trouble, run back immediately." Uncle Yang thought for a while and said, mainly because they couldn't think of any way now.

"I'll go too!" Dalang took the water bag from the donkey cart and followed several tenants to the river. Uncle Yang led others to start a fire and surrounded the donkey carts in a circle.

On the other side, on the bridge, a group of people saw that they were fetching water and making fire here. A skinny man frowned and said, "Brother, these people are not really going to spend the night here, right?"

"This..." The leading man frowned when he heard this. If they really spend the night here, they brought several carts of supplies, but they didn't have anything on their side. If they go back, then why did they come here so ostentatiously today? If they go back, they may not have to come out for a month or two. Should I wait that long?

"Let's go!" After hesitating for a moment, seeing that the brothers behind him were beginning to be dissatisfied, the big man suddenly felt that he had made a very stupid decision. If he had known this, wouldn't it be better to start from the beginning?

At that moment, a group of people went there in a mighty manner.

"Here they come!" Behind the donkey cart, Chen Mo, who had been paying attention to the actions of the Taiping believers, saw the group of people move, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He turned his head and said to Uncle Yang: "Uncle Yang, get ready. It depends on you whether you can capture that person in a while."

Uncle Yang nodded when he heard this, and stood up with the other two hunters. After coming to the back of the donkey cart, he looked at the Taiping believers who were surrounding this side, took a deep breath and said: "What do you want?"

"I think this kid looks familiar, call him over!" The leading man looked at Chen Mo and grinned.

"Why should I listen to you?" Uncle Yang held Chen Mo's shoulders, turned over and jumped out from behind the donkey cart. He frowned as he walked and looked at the people around the man. There were seven people, but most of them looked idle. These people usually showed off their power, but when they really started fighting, they had no skills at all. Later, a group of people followed him sparsely, and they looked very intimidating because of their large numbers.

"We have a lot of people!" the man laughed.

The other two hunters had also turned out from behind the donkey cart, and the other tenants began to drive the donkey cart away.

"Having a lot of people may not be useful." Uncle Yang grinned and suddenly quickened his pace. The other two hunters had cooperated with Uncle Yang for many years and had a tacit understanding. Seeing Uncle Yang speed up, they also hurried forward.

"What are you doing?" The man finally realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but Uncle Yang had already rushed forward, grabbed the man's collar and dragged him back.

"Let go!" The other people were shocked when they saw this, and hurried forward to stop him, but they were rushed by two hunters who followed closely and beat him up.

These people were usually marginal figures in their respective villages. They were idle all day and had little strength. They were no match for these hunters who fought with wild beasts all year round. After a while, they were beaten and cried for their parents and fled in embarrassment.

"Don't move!" Uncle Yang kicked the leader in the knee, making him kneel on the ground, and looked back at the crowd and said grimly.

A group of idle people, who didn't have much fighting spirit, now that the leader was captured alive, how could they continue to fight? They stopped silently and surrounded him, but didn't know what to do.

"Brother, we didn't provoke you. If you don't want to hand over the people, just say it directly. Why do you have to fight?" The leading man no longer had the previous prestige, and said with a smile.

"Hey, you have blocked our way. If you hadn't caught you, how could we get away so easily?" Uncle Yang sneered. Seeing Chen Mo coming with a hemp rope, he looked at him approvingly, tied his arms with the hemp rope, and poured water on him. Then he let him go and asked two tenants to watch him.

"If you want to cross, just say it directly. We will make way for you. Why do you have to fight like this?" The man glared at Chen Mo fiercely, then turned to look at Uncle Yang and said.

"Get out of the way!" Uncle Yang saw that the people around him really didn't dare to fight, and directed everyone to cross the bridge. Seeing that there were still people blocking the way, he glared at them, and those people didn't need the leading man to say anything, and they just made way and watched everyone leave.

"What should we do?" Seeing that the group of people had crossed the bridge but were not released and walked away, and the group of people did not chase them, they were at a loss and asked each other...