It's still snowing heavily in Shenjia Village today.
Huge snowflakes fell, leaving a series of deep pits on the ground for pedestrians, making walking very difficult.
Thirteen men, carrying small packages and wearing shabby cotton-padded jackets, walked into the village. Along the way, they not only had to look at the road under their feet, but also kept busy observing their surroundings.
Very busy.
"Third Master, do we really not go in with weapons?"
"I don't have anything in my hands, so why don't I feel at ease?"
"I've been carrying the knife with me for three years, and I'm really not used to it being away from me."
"What if? There are really experts in this village. It would be easier for us to bring knives. If not, then we can still grab some food!"
Without weapons, it would be a bit useless to do anything.
Strangely uncomfortable.
"Shut up."
The third master glanced at several people, and his head hurt from their noise.
"When you enter the village, call me Brother Zhuang. We are victims of the disaster who came from the north. Remember?"
As for the food in the village?
Don't worry, what's theirs will always be theirs.
Let's get some information today, and then bring the guy next time.
"Yes, yes, listen to the Third Master."
"We are the victims of the disaster!"
"What Third Master? It's Brother Zhuangzi!"
"Hey, Third Master Zhuangzi, is that the aunt in front of me?"
The Third Master raised his head and looked in the direction he pointed. When I went there, I saw a villager who had wrapped himself into a ball and moved slowly in the snow.
Why do you say aunt?
Firstly, the person's height was not outstanding, and secondly, the cotton-padded jacket on that person was embroidered with old-fashioned flowers, and she looked like an elderly woman with her stooped body.
"Let's go, follow."
The third master took the lead, speeding up and calling to the people in front.
"Auntie, auntie?"
"Young man, call me. Whose family are you from? Why do you think you are blind?" "
We came from the north and passed by here. I want to ask you for directions. How to get to Lin'an Mansion?"
"You want Going to Lin'an Mansion? It's not the right time, so I can't go."
"Why? Our hometown was hit by a disaster, but we managed to get here, so why can't we go?"
The man panicked, with a horrified look on his face.
"Hey, Lin'an Mansion stopped allowing outsiders to enter a month ago. Even people from our village are not allowed to enter, especially those of you who come from the north."
The woman looked at a few people and said, His eyes were filled with regret and compassion.
"You are here to escape? You must have suffered a lot along the way! But there is nothing you can do if the city gate is not opened. I think you should go forward." "
What, ask me if there is any vacant house in the village? How many days do you want to stay? ? No."
"Ah? Is anyone here? A few people came a few days ago. They robbed the food in our village and took away the eldest daughter of the old Lin family. Where did they go? Second The sky is gone!"
The aunt simply knew everything and told them everything they wanted to know in a few sentences.
The aunt is back on the road.
The 13 bandits also went back on the road.
There seemed to be a lot of people in this village. Along the way from the east to the west of the village, I met three aunts who came to visit, and they all asked about it without exception.
The story is so consistent that it's hard not to believe it.
"So Da Liu and the others really left?"
"Then why don't they go back to the village?"
"They also took away their yellow-flowered eldest daughter, and everyone in the village knows about it!"
"Weird, really weird!"
The third master stood there There was silence for a moment in the snow, and I believed most of what the ladies said, but I was even more confused about the whereabouts of the eight big men.
Could it be possible that he really went somewhere else?
Near noon, smoke was rising from several houses. When he saw this, he turned around and walked back with his people.
"Go back to the village first."
"Third Master, don't we bring some food back?"
"What should we bring? There are many people in this village, and we don't bring weapons."
Come back another day!
The group of people walked back with difficulty until their figures disappeared into the vast whiteness.
The scarred eight-man group who were thrown behind the stone wall and gagged with socks looked desperate. As their figures got further and further away, the hope in their hearts was gradually extinguished, and tears flowed out.
Shen Xingluo, Cheng Xi, and the patrol team headed by Shen Manyun were beside them, watching the 13 people come in and leave together throughout the process.
Behind them, several ladies shook their bodies into sieves.
"Mantun, what did you just say? They are bandits?!"
"Oh my god, were I talking to bandits just now?"
"They even called me auntie!"
Yaoshou, they are so far away from the bandits. close!
The problem is, he is still alive and well.
All limbs are intact and no injuries at all!
The three of them didn't know whether they should be grateful that they had escaped a disaster or resent Shen Mantun for hiding this from them. Their limbs were shaking unsatisfactorily, and they didn't know whether they were scared or angry.
"Ahem, Aunt Cuihua, I didn't mean not to tell you."
He pointed at a group of heavily armed people behind the stone wall, and he suddenly felt confident.
"Look, we are all here. The bows and arrows in Zheng Shan's hands are not for nothing. If they dare to take action, they will be shot to death!"
The risk was a bit risky, but they were still sure to protect the three of them from danger.
It just scares people so much.
Guilty sin.
Aunt Cuihua and the other three: "."
It doesn't matter if you are angry or not angry.
It's very frustrating.
But
"This bandit is not as fierce as expected?"
"That's right, the leader talks like a little sheep."
"Are you quite polite?"
Shen Mantun: "."
Patrol team: "."
Stone Wall Behind them, only the eight people with Scarface looked shocked when they heard this.
Who, who looks like a little sheep?
Are they three in charge?
You really dare to say it!
***
That night, the patrol team discovered that someone was quietly approaching Shenjia Village.
No one expected that the third master would be so powerful and return after three hours.
"How many people did they bring?"
"About fifty or sixty people, all armed."
Facing the enemy again, Shen Mantun gathered the women, children and elderly people in the village into the cellar under the ancestral hall, and patrolled with those who were resistant The team hid behind a stone wall.
This time, we really need to go under the knife!
Facing bandits and facing wolves gives people a completely different feeling, everyone can feel it.
Compared to before, they were even more nervous!
After all, killing animals and killing people are not the same concepts.
"I'm a little panicked."
"Why panic? There are so many of us, we are afraid of what they will do!"
There are 100 people in the patrol team, and there are only about 50 bandits. In terms of numbers, it is an overwhelming victory.
However, sober people know that there is no relationship at all between the two.
Compared with Henjin'er, we lose here, but compared with actual combat experience, we still lose here!
Cheng Xi stood next to Shen Xingluo, "There are more than 50 bandits.
How does the third master think highly of us?" Don't underestimate the 50-plus bandits. Although they are only one-sixth of the strength of the village, they are still facing us. A farm village is considered a big deal.