This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 824
Amao wanted to save people, so he went back to the mountain without thinking, but unfortunately, he was blocked back before he reached the entrance of the village.

"Amao, it's dangerous outside now, don't run around," Aunt Wang from the east of the village said with some fear, "I heard that there are bandits."

Bandit?

Hearing this, Amao was very disdainful. In the stories he had heard, these bandits were always the lowest-level thugs, and they were the backdrop for heroes who were famous for their prestige. They were not worth being afraid of at all.

He patted his chest and promised: "Auntie, don't worry, it's just a few bandits, I'll clean them up now."

"." Aunt Wang looked at Amao strangely. She felt that after going up the mountain once, something went wrong with his mind.

Although Amao was full of confidence, Aunt Wang still didn't let him out of the village. With thin legs and arms, he had no chance at all in front of Aunt Wang who was big and round and could lift someone with one hand.

After Amao was snatched home, he didn't have time to feel ashamed. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, if he didn't go up the mountain again, his chances would be even slimmer.

Amao yelled in the room distressedly, the movement startled many passing villagers, and someone immediately told the village chief: "Village chief, please go and have a look, that child Amao seems to have hit a ghost. "

The village chief didn't even have the tea on his lips, and his face turned dark when he heard this: "What is that brat doing again!"

The village chief followed others cursingly to the outside of Amao's house, where many unknown villagers had already gathered, and in the room, Amao was still yelling.

With a dark face, the village chief walked into the house. Amao stopped shouting immediately, and when he saw the other party coming in, he immediately rushed forward: "Grandpa village chief! Something is wrong!"

The village head helped Ah Mao who was crying so loudly, frowned and scolded: "What's the matter with you! You have stayed on the mountain in silence for several days, and you are acting like a demon again when you come back! If you don't explain clearly, today the old man I will give you a good lesson for your parents who left early!"

Amao rolled his eyes and told the village head about the real Yushu in a panic.

"Grandpa Village Chief, you heard me, that Grandpa Daoist is wearing purple clothes, and he is wearing a jade pendant and a sword."

Amao tried his best to describe the extraordinary nobility of the real Yushu. His original intention was to arouse the love of money in the village head, so that the other party would bring people to go up the mountain with him to save people.

But regardless of whether the village chief loves money or not, anyway, the more exciting Amao's description, the paler the village chief's face.

He immediately outlined the image of real Yushu from Amao's description. As the head of a village, he immediately realized that this was a big trouble.

They are just a group of ordinary people. When encountering this kind of thing, let alone helping, there is no time to hide. The feud in the rivers and lakes is too far away from ordinary people like them, and they cannot get involved at all.

But now, Amao has revealed his identity in front of that Taoist, no matter how much they want to stay out of it, there is nothing they can do.

Now that the bandits are harassing, if there is something wrong with that Taoist, and the forces behind the other party come to him in the future, if they ignore them and say that they will die, I am afraid that the whole village will suffer.

The village head is very worried now. He heard that people in Jianghu are the most unreasonable people. If that Taoist is killed, he is afraid that people will blame Amao for not doing his best to help.

"You—you! You really can cause trouble!"

The villager sighed and pointed at Amao, but he couldn't say anything anymore. He went out with a sad face, called the strong men in the village, and beckoned everyone to pick up hoes and sickles, and go up the mountain with him.

The theory of bandits is not a rumor, but a fact. However, before these "bandits" ran around, they actually had individual identities——

Beggar disciple.

As a first-class faction that was close to Wudang Shaolin in terms of strength and strength, and competed with the Wuyue Sword Sect for the third place in the world, now there are really only two or three big cats and kittens left.

Famous elders and masters are almost extinct, and the Jingyi sect is greedy for life and fears death. Even those who survived have long since dared not continue to call themselves disciples of the beggar gang.

Now these eight people are all disciples of the Dirty Clothes Sect, and they are all people who followed the vice-leader Yan Fengyun back then. Because they couldn't understand Lu Shiqi's reforms later, they have been living a semi-reclusive life, but they don't want to be so Escaped.

Originally, they didn't dare to show their faces under the imperial court's arrest document, but at this moment, the news of the death of the gang leader Lu Shiqi suddenly came from the Northland.

The eight people were excited by the death of the villain, and at the same time felt the great mission they shouldered. In order to prevent the beggar gang from completely dying out, they decided to once again carry the banner of the world's largest gang.

Under the leadership of Wang Tie, a disciple of Liubao, the eight of them officially embarked on the difficult road of revitalizing the Beggar Gang, and at the same time embarked on a journey of exile to be hunted down by the court.

The sky was dark and cold, and the mountain was desolate. Eight people walked on the mountain road, and everyone's face was not very good-looking.

When the initial enthusiasm was poured with cold water, the faces of the eight people were no longer as happy and at ease as they were when the incident occurred. They lived in fear and confusion every day, fearing that one day they would be sent by the officials behind. Catch up and chop off his head.

Insects were buzzing in his ears, Wang Tie blocked half of his ears impatiently, but he still heard the complaints from the brothers behind him: "Brother Wang, where are we going?"

This is not the first time Wang Tie has heard this question. The purpose of the other party's questioning is not to determine a destination, but to ask clearly if they continue to persist like this, is there a way out.

Whether there is a way out, Wang Tie is also confused about this, but he is very sure that if he turns back, there will only be a dead end, so he has no choice.

So Wang Tie had no choice but to stop and turn around to comfort the other party: "Brother, hold on for a while, when we enter Shu and have the protection of the Qingcheng faction, we can sleep peacefully."

Wang Tie's words didn't cheer up the crowd, they were really scared of being chased by the court, and they couldn't fully believe whether the Qingcheng faction could protect them or not.

After Wang Tie and his party were targeted by the imperial court, the idea of ​​reviving the beggar gang has basically disappeared. In order to ensure that they can at least survive, they plan to seek refuge with one side for protection.

Among the countless forces in the Jianghu, there are not many who dare to play sloppy with the imperial court. The Buddhist sect, Yan Fengyun and the North and South Shaolin have festivals, so they don't think about it, so Wang Tie led the brothers and went to Wudang Mountain immediately.

They originally planned to seek refuge in Wudang, the number one Taoist, but unfortunately, the two masters of Wudang passed away suddenly, which shocked him, and at the same time, he understood that Wudang had also become a place of right and wrong, and he might not be able to protect them, so he had to retreat to the second best , Enter Shu to find Qingcheng.

Now they are finally going to enter Shu, but the minds of the brothers have almost reached their limit.

No matter how much the dirty clothes faction doesn’t care about food and clothing, they are still mortal bodies after all. Without the reputation of the beggar gang to use, they are also hunted down by the court’s clerks and states. It is impossible for them to rest in the town.

Along the way, Wang Tie and the others slept in the open, eating wild fruits when they were hungry, drinking river water when they were thirsty, hiding in places all day long, and being cold at night, so they had to be careful even when starting a fire, let alone catching some wild game for meat.

Under extreme embarrassment, someone finally couldn't help it. Among the eight people, a four-bag disciple named Bian Dong robbed a passer-by of dry food, and another three-bag disciple named Ruan Er stole a house. Other people's wine and dried meat.

Wang Tie was extremely angry at the dirty behavior of the two, but they blocked him back with a single word.

"Brother Wang! If we can't survive, why are we talking about reviving the beggar gang!"

Wang Tie moran, even though he despised the actions of these two people in every possible way, what they said was good, if they couldn't even survive, rebuilding the beggar gang would be really far away.

Wang Tie silently remembered the people who were harmed by them in his heart, and vowed that after he became famous in the future, he would come back with thousands of times the gift and confess his sins.

That is to say, from this day, Wang Tie temporarily laid down the rules of the Beggar Gang, and they went all the way like petty thieves, breaking into each house and taking what they needed.

But also because of their unscrupulous behavior, the imperial court pursued more and more soldiers, and the pursuit became tighter and tighter.

Wang Tie and others also gave up the idea of ​​"robbing the rich and helping the poor", and began to take a little bit as long as they met them, no matter rich or poor.

Also from this moment on, these beggar gang disciples did not have the leisure to steal things leisurely, but began to rob them in broad daylight, which is why they were called "bandits" everywhere.

Except for the few people who didn't kill people, they basically did what bandits can do.

Under the pressure of reality, Wang Tieba and others wake up from their too beautiful ideals. Their bottom line is getting lower and lower, and what they do is becoming more and more contemptible.

In order to avoid official errands, several people have been wandering in the mountains for several days, and robbed some woodcutters of dry food. They wanted to insist on entering Shu first, but they never expected that when they were about to rest that night, Suddenly the mountain was full of voices.

Wang Tie and others climbed up from the ground in horror, and saw a large number of villagers on the mountain road from a distance, holding torches in their hands and holding farm tools as weapons, coming up the mountain aggressively.

"not good!"

Bian Dong cursed in a low voice: "The old guy must have gone to report the news yesterday!"

A few people met an old woodcutter yesterday, and after robbing the other party of dry food, he did not kill anyone according to the rules, and let the other party go. Now that a large number of villagers are going up the mountain, Bian Dong immediately thought of this.

Ruan Er slammed his fist on the ground, and said regretfully, "Brother Bian is right, it would be great if I got rid of that old bastard yesterday!"

Wang Tie frowned, looking at the fire dragon-like long team, he murmured unconsciously: "Yes, it would be great if I killed him yesterday."

(End of this chapter)