Chapter 28

In the meeting hall in the center of the outpost camp in Bailin East Village, several rather rough men were gathering. Several men each hugged one or two beautiful women, caressed and kneaded their delicate bodies. Everyone was holding some wheat cakes, meat, pickles and wine on their tables.

One of the fat first-level warriors sitting on one side and eating a piece of meat said: Brother Lian San, I caught these groups of people and goods a few days ago, the quality of the goods is quite good!

For Ah old money!There are handsome young men, these beautiful beauties, and some virgins who can be sold at high prices. This group of people and goods are valuable!

The third brother Lian was a mid-level warrior sitting in the main seat of the meeting hall. He looked a little old, with a very powerful look, and his eyes were half fierce and disdainful. At this time, he heard his subordinates' words, and stopped eating cakes and answered slowly.

Brother Lian San paused, smiled and stroked the jade arm of the young girl beside him, and then continued: Speaking of which, Xiao Chi is a great hero!In the past, I went to the site to ambush myself and it was easy for people to run away. Xiao Chi caught seven groups of people in just one week, and more than 30 valuable people!

The middle-aged man sitting on the other side was also a mid-level warrior. His cultivation was lower than that of Brother Lian San, who was on the fifth level of body tempering. His status at the fourth level of body tempering was only lower than that of Brother Lian San, who nodded and praised: Xiao Chi did have the style of a father, and his plan was even better than Old Gui Chao!

A young first-class warrior sitting on the right, which is what the few people call Chao Chi, picked up the wine glass and stood up and said to everyone: I have won the award, but it’s up to you uncles to support me!I would like to greet you all!

Xiaochi, you are too modest!I will hand over the position of the guard of the East Village Gate to you sooner or later!

When Brother Lian heard Chao Chi, he burst into laughter and responded to Chao Chi's toast, and drank all the whole baby water wine in one breath.

Uncle Lian’s words are a big deal to destroy my nephew. I have all the uncles and uncles above and several brothers from the Lian family below. How can I get my nephew to sit in this position?

Brother Lian's words frightened Chao Chi. He almost jumped up from the seat as soon as he sat back. Not only did Chao Chi's expression change, but the same was true for some warriors sitting around him.

Among Bailin East Village, in addition to the main villages, there are three major village gate guards and village heads in various villages with the highest status.

There are not many young village residents like Chao Chi who came to Dongzhai with his father at the age of his age, such as the sons of Brother Lian San.

Some village people who came to settle down earlier would bring their wives, and those who had wives would bring their wives. Those who had no wives would marry a woman from the same village, or plundered women outside and forced them to be married. The children born were similar to those of Chao Chi's generation.

Although everyone couldn't figure out whether this was a joke or a serious person, it was still touched.

Among the villagers, there are people like Mo Chenjie who fled to this village by escaping or escaping their enemies. They regard Bailin Village as a temporary place to live, thinking of finding opportunities to get out of this place; there are also villagers like Lian San Ge who have lived here for a long time and have long regarded this East Village as their hometown, so they naturally have the intention of competing against each other.

No one dared to challenge the guards of the Dongzhaimen camp of Brother Lian, which had a fifth-level body tempering, but if the guards were replaced by Chao Chi, who was only eighteen years old and the second-level body tempering, he would have given him another ten years, and he might have only been able to break through to the middle stage of body tempering. His generation and achievements would probably not be able to convince the public. He had never fought with Xizhai or the siege army, and he had no important achievements, but he had obtained several teams of people and goods.

Chao Chi, an only son who lost his father, is not like the sons of Brother Lian. With the protection of his father and brothers, he was the only uncle who could enter this meeting hall because of his father's sake.

If Brother Lian did not recommend candidates to the two leaders of the main village meeting hall, after Brother Lian died or retreated for some reason, they would be the strongest person or the recommended candidates as new guards. It is said that in the past ten or twenty years after the formation of the East Village, there were more than twenty guards of the three major village gates, and each of them changed from five to six to seven. They either died while resisting the siege army in Baiwu City, or were killed when they had disputes with Xizhai. There was even a Xizhai gate guard who was too frivolous and was killed by his unbearable subordinates and subordinates. The main village had to recognize the status of that person. He would die even if he did not die. It was impossible for a village gate guard camp to have no leader for a long time. It was just that the second leader had found an excuse to kill those unfaithful and unrighteous people after a while.

Originally, everyone was fighting openly and secretly. If Brother Lian was really sure that Chao Chi was the next garrison, Chao Chi would instantly become the target of public criticism. I am afraid that Chao Chi would be in peace from the beginning tonight. Someone would be assassinated or poisoned at any time, and even when he was out for business, he would not know when he would be besieged to death by warriors from where he came from.

Therefore, even if Chao Chi had that intention, he would not dare to express it. It would be even less for Brother Lian to say this in public, so he would not scare Chao Chi to death.

Brother Lian San might have noticed that he had made a mistake, or he was deliberately trying, and immediately laughed: That's one thing, my third brother Lian still has a long life. Who knows if Xiao Chi will surpass me in more than ten years!Don’t bully the young man and be poor!Master, what do you think?

The other mid-level warrior who was called the master, who had just spoken, still replied: Who knows?Maybe Brother Lian San, you don’t have the life to wait until Xiaochi grows up?

Speaking of which, why do several uncles call Mr. Wu? Chao Chi realized that something was wrong with the conversation between the two, and was even more unwilling to let the topic revolve around him, so he tried to change the topic.

That was the kind of master who was invited back to the town yamen by the mayor of Wugu Town, who specialized in handling money and writing. I heard that he was arrested because he had committed something. Did the old fat man remember that Wu, did he remember it wrong?

The fat man Lao Qian, who was initially asked, became interested when he heard this question. He explained to Chao Chi that the fat warrior was probably the kind of middle-aged man who liked to talk about eight kids.

I'm not making any trouble, you fat man, don't pretend to be confused there!Master Wu, who had been silent, heard the crime, and his expression remained unchanged, his tone was obviously dissatisfied.

Yes Yes Yes!Ah Ha!I remember it!You said you were falsely accused of losing public funds, but it was the mayor's relative who stole the money and inserted it into your head!The old fat man remembered correctly this time!

The fat warrior, Old Qian, scratched his head and said again...

Chao Chi watched several uncles' warriors say something irrelevant and gossip about you and I say something, and it seemed that they had successfully changed the direction of the wind. Chao Chi then breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a piece of barbecue and ate it to calm down.

Before I could chew a few bites, I heard a noise outside. Everyone just said that it was the little brother outside who was making a fuss. It was a daily routine for a copycat. It was impossible for them to be the leader to eat meat and drink, and the little brother outside could only watch silently.

Before the piece of meat was swallowed, a loud noise came from the gate of the Dongzhaimen Council Hall. Everyone turned their heads and saw that the large wooden door that could be used for several people to enter at the same time was broken. Several little brothers from the village were thrown in. Some things were missing on their bodies, and the blood was splattered everywhere. The female slaves' clothes, the meals of each wooden table, and the few early-level warriors with very low status were flowing with a few drops of blood that did not belong to them.

The female slaves who were captured or sold for their own family were not good, suddenly screamed. The bandits did not make a fuss, but picked up the weapons they carried with them. Several warriors were impatient with the screaming, and raised their hands and chopped off the female slaves who were shouting. When the female slaves saw that they were both female slaves were chopped down and lying in a pool of blood, they immediately covered their mouths.

Before everyone could pick up their weapons, Kang Rou and more than a dozen women walked into the meeting hall. The bandits in the hall instinctively felt the other party's strength, all of which looked incredible.

Although the bandits had very little knowledge and could not distinguish the other party's cultivation level, the spiritual power of any other party was dozens of times higher than that of his own.

Although the bandits were not sure that the person who came was a high-level warrior or a cultivator who had achieved success in qi cultivation, what was certain was that resistance was definitely not an option, and it was not feasible to escape. There was only one at the gate of the meeting hall. Moreover, they had no confidence in competing with people with a physical strength of more than ten times higher than their own speed.

Just as they were watching with a complicated mood, Bai Bing, among the people, said first: Aunt Rou, it seems that this is not the big village of the East Village, right?I heard that the master is a warrior on the sixth level of body tempering, and the one on the main seat does not have that level of cultivation no matter how hard he looks.

Kang Rou looked around the bandits and warriors, and was about to kill them all, when she heard Brother Lian San on the master's seat say: Oh!All the heroines are looking for the boss of Bailinzhai, right?Here I can lead you, please see...how?

Kang Rou smiled disdainfully and snorted: The big village of Bailin East Village is so conspicuous, can I take you to lead the way?But you, a group of thieves who burn, kill, loot and commit evil deeds, still want to escape sanctions when they die?

When Brother Lian heard this, he laughed and said to Kang Rou: Madam, this is a bad word. If the people in our village are thieves, then the biggest thief in Baiwu County must be He Ling, the lord of Baiwu City and Kang Hongfu, the county magistrate!

Kang Rou was very angry at the words of the bandit warrior in front of her insulting her retainers and elder brother. Her long-term noble lady cultivation and women's etiquette kept her calm and not revealed on her face, but she still glared at her beautiful eyes and asked Brother Lian San: Oh?How do you say this?

Although Kang Rou had no expression on her face, the murderous intent hidden in her eyes could not be hidden from Brother Lian, and even other older warriors. They could also notice that when Brother Lian, said that He Ling and Kang Hongfu were thieves, Kang Rou's murderous eyes became more sharp.

Can you tell me what business is Bailinzhai doing?

Brother Lian San asked Kang Rou. Before Kang Rou could think too much, he continued: I am not afraid to tell my wife that the two villages on Bailin Mountain are mainly relying on the villagers to cultivate the mountain fields and grazing and hunting for only children. This is not enough for more than 10,000 people in the two villages to eat. The villagers can only rely on external transactions, that is, trade in nearby towns, but they do not accept it at all. We were even labeled as bandits...

Before Brother Lian could finish his words, Lin Yue, beside Kang Rou, was interrupted by him in the moment of his pause: That is not an excuse for you to run to the nearby mountain roads and villages to intercept civilians, rob property, and capture women and children!

Brother Lian was interrupted and questioned, but he was still angry. He continued to reply: Don’t be impatient... Those things are entrusted by others.At that time, the boss of our Dongzhai was rejected by the market shops in the town. The boss personally went to Baiwucheng, Bailin Town, Wugu Town and other places, and met the Lord He Ling, the mayors of the two towns, and the heads of different families. After a round of discussion, he obtained their permission.

Of course, there is no free lunch in this world. If you want to get their permission, you naturally have to do things for them. What are the enslaves and sells women and children as slaves, intercepts and kills family members, and even robs some small villages around the town. They are all entrustment and instructions from the city lord's mansion, the mayor's mansion, and families of all sizes. The biggest buyers of our village's slave transactions are He Ling and Kang Hongfu.

How could the Lord He Ling and the eldest son of Shi Wukang's family meet with a mere bandit leader? Besides, how do you prove whether what you said is true or false?

After listening to Brother Lian’s explanation, Kang Rou didn’t believe him. Kang Rou couldn’t think of any reason He Ling and Kang Hongfu had to do so.

That's because the wife doesn't know who the boss of our Dongzhai is. The boss of our Dongzhai is Kang Changwen, the eldest son of the previous generation of Baiwu City Lord.As for the confirmation method, it is even simpler. As a wife, you can go to the city lord's mansion and the county magistrate's mansion at any time to ask He Ling and Kang Hongfu... Am I right?Should the eldest lady of Kang Boye’s family or the villain call him the third young lady of Kang’s family in Xiangqu?...

As soon as Brother Lian finished speaking, Kang Rou rushed up and beat him away. The palm still contained ice spirit power. There was a burst of ice chips in front of Brother Lian's abdomen. After running from the ground with difficulty, he spat a mouthful of blood, afraid that his internal organs would be injured.

The bandits around were extremely surprised, surprised that Brother Lian was knocked out and was surprised that Kang Rou's identity was surprised, but more of it was about Kang Rou's palm carrying a wave of ice spiritual power. The spiritual power was only released by monks. Now the bandits realized that the women in front of him were not female heroes in the late stage of body tempering, but a group of Qi Refining Cultivators.

After Brother Lian recovered from his palm strength just now, he saw Kang Rou saying with an angry look on his face: Little thief, please don’t talk nonsense. My husband’s surname is Mu, not Xiao.

In fact, Brother Lian was not sure about it just now, but just tempted it. Kang Rou did not deny her identity at this time, and affirmed that her ex-husband was Xiao Shen. Kang Rou meant that Brother Lian was right.

But Brother Lian didn't expect that Kang Rou would actually remarry, and quickly claimed the crime: That's really Lao Lian's words. Everyone behind him... were all the wife of Lord Mu?

The girls did not reply to Brother Lian’s words, but a few of them looked shyly, which became the most practical response.

Kang Rou ignored Brother Lian San, but continued: Okay, you can lead the way.

Before Brother Lian could breathe a sigh of relief, An Yan, who was accompanying him, said: Madam, the young master said that he would kill all the men without leaving any left!

Brother Lian San and the bandits and warriors who heard An Yan's words were all covered in black lines. The man killed all the women and stayed. Who is more like bandits now?

The young master also said that I will be responsible for this trial.

Kang Rou immediately said in an unquestionable tone: Xiaomei and Xiaolan go to the young master to report, Abing and Axue go to the Nanzhai Gate to let Qin Yun and the others calm down first, and the others either follow or stay here to rest.

The senior An Yan had nothing to say, and the other girls who did not agree to let the bandits go could only agree. They all followed Kang Rou away from the meeting hall, and none of them remained, perhaps because they were instinctively disgusted with the bandits.

After the women left, the people in the meeting hall were still in shock. The spiritual power in Kang Rou and others was hundreds of times higher than theirs. The power of the spiritual power was not restrained and the people in the hall were instinctively afraid.

The older bandit warrior had a good expression, while the younger junior looked frightened, but Chao Chi had no expression in the end and lowered his head and didn't know what to think.

After the women left for a while, Chao Chi looked up and looked around for a week. He found that the fat warrior Lao Qian was like nothing happened. He continued to hold wheat and jerky in one hand and drink wine in the other. When most people were not afraid to move, only a few were whispering, and a few brave ones left the seat and walked out of the meeting hall. Seeing that several uncles and uncles in front of the seat did not say to stop them, Chao Chi left with the people who left the seat, and when he left, he signaled to follow the two female slaves who were waiting for him to follow.

As soon as Chao Chi walked out of the chamber, he saw the tragic situation outside: most of the sheds and houses around him collapsed, some buildings were covered with frost, and some buildings were burning with raging fire, probably ignited by the torches that fell down the walls; the ground was covered with corpses and limbs, and several of them even flew under the canopy outside the chamber. The outer wall of the chamber was splattered with blood everywhere, and the snow outside was stained with blood.

Chao Chi is not surprised by this kind of situation. Every time he goes down the mountain to intercept passers-by and plunder slaves, some of his subordinates are cruel. Chao Chi is just glad that he is the son of a warrior and just stays in the meeting hall to escape the disaster.

However, although Chao Chi was in a state of turmoil, the two female slaves behind him were not. Seeing the tragic situation outside, one of his legs was trembling, and the other was spit out directly by the smell of blood.

The two female slaves looked good. One was older and looked at about 3 years old, while the younger one was a few years younger than Chao Chi. They were wearing a brown dress that could not even keep warm.

In normal times, Chao Chi would not be stingy with the time to enhance his relationship with these two female slaves, but now he was too worried, so he had to take the two female slaves back home...