Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 160 The Bandit Attacks
"what happened?"

The main door was opened.

Uncle Jiu, who had been warned by his ancestor, walked out quickly.

When he came to Yizhuang to cry in broad daylight, he thought it was another poor family that suffered the disaster. After all, hemp ropes are specially cut at small places, and bad luck only seeks out the poor.

As a result, the smell of salted fish and subtle onion came into the nose. What kind of trick is this?
For Uncle Jiu, who has been dealing with all kinds of corpses all year round, he is used to seeing the misery in the world, the smell of real corpses and fake corpses, real crying and fake crying, all at a glance.

Hearing this, Wen Cai hurriedly came over to explain.

Soon.

Uncle Jiu nodded, indicating that he already knew what was going on and no longer cared about these "clumsy" actors.

In fact, the young men who were responsible for playing the role of filial sons and grandsons were secretly cursing their mothers and hating those special correspondents.

When you are full and full, come to Renjia Town to collect cannon fodder!

For the sake of their own future and life, everyone resorted to all kinds of tricks. They stopped going to work in the Yamen for the time being, and came to Yizhuang to mourn and become a jobless vagrant to cover up others' eyes.

In the eyes of the ordinary townspeople and the villagers around, everything was as usual, and the arrival of the special commissioner did not cause any big waves.

Only Ren Fa, the county magistrate, and the prominent figures in a dozen nearby towns and villages took the trouble to agree on the same statement:

We don't have guns.

The young and strong people in my hometown are all responsible people and are unwilling to leave the place where they were born and raised.

Pretending to be a grandson and saying nice things, while secretly making threats, our county is very united. As long as one family is wronged, the other families will definitely come forward to help.

If the county magistrate said this, the special commissioner wouldn't take it seriously, but the people who said this were all old men, all in their seventies or eighties, and they were obviously village elders from the local wealthy families!

Like the Ren family, they live together in a town, and they choose a day every year to worship their ancestors together. If something happens to any family, the clan members will help. This kind of clan cohesion... no laws or rules are as effective as the words of the village elders and clan leaders.

If they say a word, the tribesmen below will even rebel!

The key is that these families all have money and connections. They are either descendants of former Qing officials or compradors who have close ties with foreigners. If they are desperate enough to buy guns, the young and strong people in the county can pull out a team of [-] people.

Regardless of tactical skills, who would not be frightened to see tens of thousands of people armed with spears, muskets, and cannons, all with their muzzles pointed at the outside world?
That's it, everyone is spending it together.

Anyway, the local wealthy people don't panic. This is their home. They just wait until the special commissioner from the provincial capital can't stand it anymore and understands what it means to be strong but not to overwhelm the local cowards, and get out of here as soon as he realizes what's going on.

"Oh, it's been two days."

"Why don't you leave because you're on the street?"

Renjia Town, market.

Ah Wei held the baton in his hand and sighed helplessly.

"Come on, come on."

A younger brother rolled his eyes, hurriedly came over and said with a smile: "That street boy just came two days ago. The county entertained him with big fish and meat, and he was full of wine."

"I heard that the menu has changed at noon today. All dishes are vegetarian. We only provide [-] taels of wine. If you drink too much, you have to pay for it yourself."

"If he doesn't get out, I'm afraid he won't even be able to eat the pig food. Masters, please bring tea to see off the guests."

Ah Wei has lost his cool these past two days, the cannon box is gone, the number of followers following him has been reduced to two, and the master and senior brother cannot be seen.

If he didn't go to say hello and say hello for a day, he would feel unhappy, even if the master and the others understood it.

"Hello, Captain Awei."

"Okay, take a rice cake and eat it."

"You eat, you eat."

"Don't worry, I, Captain Awei, am not the kind of freeloader. Here, copper yuan."

All the scenes are under the eyes of the special commissioner.gun!
Every town has guns!
Among them, Renjia Town has the most.

He knew how powerful the major clans were, but how easy was it to mess with the commander who handed over the mission?You don’t have to pull a strong man, but the gun must be in place!
This is the bottom line.

"We have to find a way to stimulate them and let them talk about having guns."

In a restaurant overlooking the market from the window, a sinister-looking middle-aged man put on a domed melon-skin hat and walked quickly out of the town. He was already thinking of ways to stimulate the villagers' defense group in Renjia Town.

the other side.

Gun hiding spot, Yizhuang.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are carving birthday gifts bit by bit.

The former went to the barren mountain yesterday to find a century-old peach tree and planned to carve a few peach wood swords. The best one would be given to the master and the rest would be kept for his own use.

The latter found a sturdy bamboo board and carved a birthday picture of the longevity star. He also asked Meng Fan in advance to help seal it, making it barely qualified as a magical artifact.

On Meng Fan's side, seven top-quality lightning strike wooden gourd pendants have also been made, and they can be strung together with strings.

During this period, there was no major commotion.

Last time it was to make an amulet and a safety buckle containing thunder energy, which required the help of the power of thunder. Now it is a birthday gift. The evil-killing energy contained in the top-quality lightning strike wood is enough, so there is no need to continue blessing it.

On the contrary, there was too much movement, let the master see the clue, wouldn't there be less surprises?
Therefore, Meng Fan just sealed the wood in advance, used his extraordinary control to carve the gourd, and asked the relevant gods to bless him.

The officials under the deities of various prefectures saw that the seal of Maoshan disciple was printed on the inscription, and they did not refuse. They used their authority to bestow blessings without disturbing the great gods.

Lucky, safe, lucky, demon...

The emphasis of each gourd is different, and it also symbolizes the beautiful meaning of Taoism's seven liters and seven ascendants. Meng Fan was very satisfied with the gift, and he believed that his uncle would be as well.

In fact, Uncle Jiu had known for a long time that the juniors were secretly preparing gifts and were secretly happy in their hearts, but they suppressed their expectations and curiosity and pretended to know nothing.

After living for so many years, it was the first time that he was looking forward to his birthday so much.

"Captain, the old ginseng you asked for was bought from the provincial capital. It is indeed the best quality that is 300 years old. One sip through the gift box makes you feel like you will live two or three more years~"

"Asshole, who told you to sniff randomly? If the medicine is less effective, my captain will have less care for the master!"

Seeing the younger brother rushing over, Awei grabbed the gift box and took out two Long Yang from his pocket:
"Here, pay for your hard work."

"You guys continue patrolling. I'll go to the medicine shop in this town and ask the master to identify it."

As soon as he finished speaking, before taking two steps, the sound of rapid horse hooves sounded.

"Captain, something is wrong."

A team member wearing an earth-blue police uniform rushed over.

"Reckless, say."

Awei paused and put his hands on his hips.

Looking at the townspeople and merchants coming and going, the team member who reported the news climbed down from his horse and walked over.

so mysterious...

Muttering in his heart, Awei put his ear close and heard his younger brother tremble: "There was a murder in Xiaowang Village. Thirteen villagers and sixteen militia brothers died."

Ah Wei, who originally wanted to quickly identify the age of the medicinal materials, felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard the news. At this critical moment, 29 people died?
"What the hell is going on!"

"It's said that a group of horse thieves were very ruthless. They ransacked half of the village. Chickens, cattle, and sheep were all gone. The village head's house was dug up three feet, and there was no gold bar or silver dollar left."

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(End of this chapter)