half evil

Chapter 61 There are many dead bodies buried in the field, and Xiao Mo throws a certificate of honor in anger!
The old farmer, who was tending the crops in the field, immediately put down his hoe when he heard Mo Shili's question.

"Yo, I can't make it, I can't make it."

"Jiaolong Temple is in the mountain depression ahead, just past the village, brother, just go forward."

The old farmer immediately showed Mo Shili the way.

Mo Shili thanked him again, and was about to turn around, but he lifted his toes, and before his body moved, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Old man, please, help me!"

"Ok?"

The old farmer who gripped his hoe was taken aback.

"Did you see the cold face holding the sword behind me?"

"He's an official!"

"My family was originally a wealthy family under the Qinling Mountains, but was ruined by local corrupt officials, and then I myself was escorted to Daxing County to beheaded for my crime, but the official sent me lost my way here!
Dad, save me! "

After saying that, Mo Shili directly knelt down on the ground.

With this kneeling, Mo Shili followed the space between the old farmer's legs and finally saw clearly.

Between the dirt, a fingertip was exposed!
That's right!
It's a corpse!
This old farmer is burying a corpse!

When he came over to ask questions just now, he found that the old farmer had accelerated the speed of swinging his hoe.

Mo Shili has never done farm work, but he also knows that in order to save energy, he needs to maintain a certain rhythm, and when someone comes, he has to slow down his movements in order to avoid kicking up the dirt.

No one is coming, but also quicken the action.

What's more, it rained yesterday.

The field is full of muddy water, and it is inevitable that it will be splashed when it falls.

Therefore, at that time, Mo Shili kept his heart.

And after walking in, I found a brand new buried trace behind the old farmer: between two rows of crop seedlings, a ground was completely turned.

Definitely not weeding!

Weeding can't hurt the crops!
It can't be exactly that shape either!
In order to prove what he thought in his heart, Mo Shili immediately started performing.

When he saw the exposed fingertip clearly, what he thought in his heart was confirmed.

Of course, the show has to go on.

The body was identified right there in the field.

But don't forget, the Jiaolong Temple is nearby.

It is inevitable that there will be no involvement in it.

Then he looked carefully at the old farmer in front of him. He had a dark face, gray temples, and a thin figure. There was a basket at his feet, which should contain water and food. There was no rest in this rainy weather, and he was not far from the village. Bringing food, it means that there are no heirs in the family, and there is no mother-in-law to take care of them, or they are at odds with the heirs and live alone.

Otherwise, how could there be any reason to let the old man come out by himself with food?

It is supposed to deliver lunch at noon.

Or go home and eat.

How fast Mo Shili reacted.

Immediately prescribing the right medicine, he grabbed the old farmer's hand, his eyes turned red instantly, and tears flowed out directly.

"My old man, save me. I would like to worship my old man as a godfather, and take care of you until the end of your life!"

Mo Shili spoke extremely fast.

At this moment, Mo Shili had both skill and emotion.

Especially the moment when the tears flowed, it was completely full of sincerity.

The old farmer, who was about to break free from Mo Shili's arm, changed his expression when he heard the words 'retirement for the elderly', and his heart was finally moved when he saw Mo Shili's true feelings again.

"really?"

asked the old farmer.

"Lu Bu pays homage to his godfather!"

Mo Shili bowed again immediately.

"Lu Bu? Good name!"

"Boy, if you run into the mountain depression, if someone stops you, you will say that you are the godson of old man Dong."

"This official, the old man blocked it for you!"

As the old farmer spoke, he picked up his hoe.

Mo Shili ran in the direction the old farmer pointed at just now.

really!

This old farmer is related to Jiaolong Temple!

Mo Shili thought to himself, the speed under his feet became faster.

Yang Yu, who was standing in the distance, was confused at first, but when he noticed that the old farmer was holding his hoe tightly, Yang Yu frowned.

"Soldiers?"

The opponent doesn't look like a master of martial arts in the rivers and lakes, on the contrary, he has the spirit of the army.

Yang Yu also stayed briefly between the ranks.

Very sensitive to the breath of the ranks.

"deserter?"

Yang Yu guessed from the bottom of his heart.

The world is pre-determined, and Zhuolu, a group of heroes, will naturally win and lose.

The winner takes all.

The loser loses.

Including one's own reputation, rights, life, and wealth, it will be wiped out in a short time, and those who follow the loser will naturally end up not much better.

Running away in all directions, hiding one's name is the best end.

Most of them were shown to the public by the owls.

Today's emperor is not a soft-hearted master.

Many guesses flashed in Yang Yu's mind.

Although Yang Yu didn't know what Mo Shili had discovered, he was willing to believe in Mo Shili.

He even guessed what Mo Shili wanted him to do.

Clang!
The long sword flashed in his hand.

The old farmer fell to the ground.

Facing a frail scholar, one blow from the back is enough to crush the opponent's skull.

But facing Yang Yu?

The old farmer is simply not enough to watch.

Don't talk about blocking Yang Yu.

Can't catch a single move!
After knocking down the old farmer, Yang Yu finally found something tricky in the field.

Corpse!

Picking up the hoe, Yang Yu dug out a corpse with a smashed skull.

When Yang Yu dragged the corpse out, he found that there was another corpse under this corpse.

Without hesitation, Yang Yu continued to pull out the corpse below.

then……

and also!

And this time, it is no longer the bottom, there are potholes on the left, right, front and back.

Even Yang Yu felt chills in his heart at this moment.

In this thin layer of soil, how many corpses are there underneath?
More importantly!
From a rough look at these corpses, apart from those whose skulls were smashed, there were also those whose lower abdomen and chest were pierced.

How many murderers are there?
Yang Yu's face became more and more gloomy.

He began to dig out one corpse after another.

But Mo Shili had already run into the mountain depression without looking back.

As soon as he entered the col, he heard a loud shout from above his head——

"Stop!"

"I'm Old Man Dong's godson, Lu Bu!"

Mo Shili, who had been prepared for a long time, shouted immediately, and raised his hands high.

"Lu Bu?"

"Old man Dong's godson?"

"Why haven't I heard from Old Man Dong?"

A man with a bow and arrows jumped down from the tree.

"My godfather and I just met each other not long ago, brother hurry to save godfather, an official is here!"

After Mo Shili made a vague sentence, he raised his tone and pointed outward.

"Official errand?"

"Humph!"

"When you come to our place, you are still afraid of any official errands!"

The man with the bow and arrow on his back said this, with a look of contempt, but he was extremely cautious. After the words fell, he immediately bent his bow and shot an arrow.

Whoosh!
Snapped!
The arrow shot out, and within a dozen breaths, seven or eight young men ran out from the village.

Each of these people is tall and big, with pale faces and strong muscles, and they are quite organized when they walk. Obviously, there is no shortage of food, and they train every day. They are not the same as that kind of thin farmers. thing.

What's more, these people are not only holding weapons, but also wearing iron armor.

The new dynasty inherited the old system, and those who hide armor will be killed without mercy.

Everyone in front of them is wearing iron armor, which is enough for the Yi tribe!
"I don't know where the official sent, you go to support Old Man Dong and solve him!"

"Are you Lu Bu?"

"Go, come with me to see Mr.

The man with the bow said.

"it is good."

Mo Shili nodded immediately, and followed the bow-backed man into the village.

The entrance to the col is extremely narrow, and only two people can pass through at most. After turning a corner and going all the way down, it becomes spacious and the land becomes flat. The houses are arranged in an orderly manner, as well as fertile fields and beautiful ponds. , mulberry trees and bamboo forests and the like, the fields and paths are criss-crossed, and the crowing of chickens and dogs can be heard everywhere. What Mo Shili cares most about is the clothes worn by the people here.

The fabric is very high-quality, but it has been modified, and it is a bit nondescript when worn on the body.

There is no shortage of jade pendants, jade bracelets, and gold objects around the waist, wrists, and fingers.

The smoke from cooking is faint, but it is full of meaty smell.

This is not like a mountain village!
The Ping An Square in Daxing City is at this level, right?

Following behind the man with the bow on his back, Mo Shili looked around.

Apart from the clothes, he found that the people here all had a stern expression.

When looking at him, an outsider, he couldn't help but look at the neck, chest and other vital points.

This is a villager?

I'm afraid it's not a group of butchers, right?

Is it true that all the people are soldiers?

Mo Shili frowned secretly.

But the bowed man who was walking in front stopped.

"Since you are old man Dong's godson, you are considered half of your own. However, if you want to truly become a member of our Jiaolong Village, you must have a certificate of approval."

The man with the bow turned around and said to Mo Shili.

"Certificate of nomination? I don't know?"

Mo Shili clasped his hands and asked.

"Simple!"

The man with the arched back was talking, but there was a half-smile on his face, and he raised his hand to the side.

Immediately, a heavily tied young man was pushed out from behind the crowd.

"You bunch of thieves!"

"I've already reported to the police!"

"You guys let me go!"

The other party yelled, hoarse, like crazy.

Like, so similar.

When ordinary people come, they will definitely be taken aback for a while.

But who is Mo Shili?

When it comes to acting, Mo Shili is his ancestor.

Moreover, the other party was full of energy and had a ruddy complexion. Even though he was bound so tightly, there was no blood or bruises on his exposed wrists.

What does this mean?
It means that the other party has just been tied up and pushed in front of him.

This is naturally to test him.

See if he dares to do it.

If you dare to attack, it is naturally your own.

If he didn't dare to do it, he would be Mo Shili who was tied up.

Of course, the moment you strike, you have to be stopped.

But Mo Shili can make this group of people get what they want?
When everyone was staring at him with speculative eyes, Mo Shili rushed up and pushed the bound man to the ground, then picked up the pebbles at his feet, and rode on him. The pebbles in his hands, One by one, they smashed towards each other.

"I'll let you report to the police!"

"I'll let you report to the police!"

Smash it and say something.

Say something and laugh.

After two hits, the man's brain was smashed, and blood splashed all over Mo Shili's face.

The hot blood made Mo Shili twist his neck involuntarily.

Bang, bang.

Amid the crisp sound, the corners of Mo Shili's mouth continued to curl up.

When the person under him stopped moving, Mo Shili tore off the corner of the other person's clothes, and while wiping the blood on his hands, he turned his head and asked the person with the arched back——

"Is there any more?"

　PS Feilong seeks to follow up~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)