The Book of Heaven

Chapter 170 Dispelling
The reason why the big turban is a big turban refers to his identity, a scholar.

Not all scholars know martial arts, but not all scholars know martial arts.A scholar who knows martial arts cannot be called a big turban, because such a scholar is easy to become famous, and after becoming famous, he will not worry about profit and fortune, and will be called "both civil and martial arts".

Not only the big turban doesn't know martial arts, but the vagrant bandits behind the big turban also don't know martial arts.

How can a group of people who are poor in culture and rich in martial arts know how to do martial arts when they can't even fill their bellies?

So Ma Zheng only needs to stand in place, and then easily swing the iron bamboo stick, and he can knock down one after another of the refugees who are not afraid of death. Refugees will be pushed down to the cliff because of the overcrowding - the path is too narrow, and there is a slope more than ten feet high next to it. Even if they don't die when they roll down, they will definitely lose arms and legs.

The big turban is very smart, and he kept retreating just after the battle started, but the Kung Fu turban that was Banzhuxiang stopped and stopped retreating.

"It turns out that you are really a master."

Seeing the trembling of the big turban but trying to maintain the so-called bookish spirit, Ma Zheng showed a smile on his face.He stepped on those refugees calmly, not because he had no compassion at the moment, but because the refugees lying on the ground had no place for them to set foot on purpose.

"Which mountain are you bandits from?"

"We...we don't have hills."

Maybe it's because Ma Zheng's amiable expression gave the big turban a certain amount of confidence, but the amiable expression does not match Ma Zheng's still immature facial features, just like the smile of an old fox on the face of a little fox, giving people a strange feeling,

"There is no hill? So are you planning to go to the village of the Yelang people to occupy the hill? No, I have already promised them that I will drive you away. Look, should I continue to do it, or"

The brain of the big turban is easy to use, so before Ma Zheng finished speaking, he had already shouted at the refugees, even if they were injured, they had to stand up with the support of others, and finally the big turban bowed to Ma Zheng , although it is not very standard, but it is time to complete the due etiquette.

The vagrant bandits left, with their bleak backs.

Ma Zheng felt a little emotional in his heart. He remembered a comedy film he had seen in later generations. There was a line in it: The person who determines the number of beggars in a country is not the leader of the beggar gang, but the emperor.

The superficial glory of the Han Empire could not completely conceal the corruption at the bottom. Ma Zheng wondered why there had been no large-scale violent resistance since the Han Empire had been established for hundreds of years?
"You let them go like this? At least those weapons are okay."

"I can make them stay if you want."

"Then you are killing our Yelang people. I just want to exchange them for food and seeds."

"Give them a way out, don't look at them as bandits now, if they don't have the weapons in their hands, they will be like you in no time, no, it should be worse than you."

The little Yelang girl stared at Ma Zheng with weird eyes, "My people always say that I am young and mature, but I feel that you are older than me, master, what's your name?"

"Ma Zheng, what about you?"

"My name is very long, but you can call me Wuguduoer."

"Black bone flower? Is it a kind of flower?"

Wu Guduo nodded, "If it is very poisonous, our Yelang people's arrows will be soaked in the juice of Wu Guduo, and then the lynx will die if it is hit by an arrow."

"Okay, Wuguduoer, what are you looking for me for?"

"Of course to fulfill my promise, our Yelang family will repay you."

Accept Wu Guduoer's reward?Ma Zheng smiled lightly, he didn't have this idea, pointing to the direction where the bandits retreated, Ma Zheng asked: "The Jiazhou government should be in front, right?"

"There are dozens of miles to go. It's getting dark. Unless you can grow wings, you won't be able to get there before dark."

"I'm not afraid of night walks."

"But boatmen crossing rivers don't punt after dark."

Wu Guduoer's words convinced Ma Zheng that without a ferry, it was impossible for Ma Zheng to fly across the wide Minjiang River.

"Let's go!"

The generous Wu Guduo stepped forward to hold Ma Zheng's arm. Naturally, someone from Yelang came out to lead the horse for Ma Zheng, and someone wanted to help Ma Zheng hold the iron bamboo stick. Ma Zheng insisted on doing such a small thing by himself. .

A warrior cannot let go of his weapon, even in the tender arms of a woman.

Wu Guduo'er made Ma Zheng feel a little surprised, obviously she was very petite, but only when she was close to her chest would she find out that this woman was actually very interesting.

"Whatever you want, as long as there is something you like in our village, you can repay it. Yelang people keep their word."

Ma Zheng rubbed his nose and muttered, "I've only heard that Yelang is arrogant."

"What?"

"It's nothing, well, I need a place to have a good meal and rest for the night."

"The answer is simply too simple."

Wu Guduoer is very happy, the Han people she valued are not greedy at all, which proves that she, the village owner, has vision, not just because she is the daughter of the old village owner, so she inherited the cottage.

Everyone has their own pride, Wuguduoer's pride, in Ma Zheng's view, this dilapidated cottage like a den of savages.

It is indeed dilapidated, and it is indeed savage.

Even if the sky is not completely dark at this time, except for those people who went out to buy with Wu Guduoer, most of the people in the village can be regarded as naked. According to Wuguduoer, these people who have no clothes to wear People are either women or children. Of course, there is no need to wear clothes, especially children who can only crawl around on the ground like a bobcat and women who work all day should not wear clothes.

"why?"

"It wears out too quickly, and it will cost a lot of money to replace it."

Wu Guduo'er's answer was so reasonable that Ma Zheng was speechless.

For basic necessities of life, Wuguduo'er's people eat the strangest kind of rake. Ma Zheng really dare not eat this kind of food mixed with some wild things. Fortunately, before he left Liujiazhuang, Liu De Zhu stuffed him with the dry food, and it was more comfortable to drink the hare broth than dry food.

As for sleeping, Ma Zheng looked at it very carefully. There are only three buildings in the whole village that can be called houses. The next building turned out to be the inn where the imperial court stayed here.

Wu Guduo'er told Ma Zheng that the inn is not allowed to live in, only the officials ordered by the imperial court passing through the cottage can live in, and as for the temple, people cannot live in it, because it is the territory of the gods.

So Ma Zheng could only succumb to Wuguduoer's small bamboo building, and he had no choice. Anyway, the houses below were built with stones like graves, and Ma Zheng wouldn't sleep in them even if he killed him.

"If you want to sleep with me, it's not impossible."

Inadvertently, Wu Guduo'er saw Ma Zheng's bag, and the bright yellow light made her eyes blur.

"I don't plan to buy a village master, but I can leave a few for you."

"Then I'll leave the room to you tonight, and I'll go sleep outside."

Wu Guduoer, who had grabbed seven or eight gold zippers in both hands, was very excited, but it was only half a catty of gold, but Ma Zheng didn't pay attention to it.

(End of this chapter)