The fruit of killing life

Chapter 30
The sky that had been gloomy for several days finally cleared up again.

The golden sun shone down, making Beiman Mountain, which looked a bit gloomy on weekdays, look brighter.

But Liu Laocui, who was full of emaciation, looked at the group of bandits with steel knives and black cloth masks on the mountain road, but his heart seemed to have fallen into the cold winter, almost suffocating.

Although the fear was extreme, he was the elder of the old, young, women and children behind him. At this moment, he could only muster up the courage to step forward and beg:

"Hero, please do me a favor! If all this food is given to you, several of our families will not be able to survive!
Please, have pity on us. "

Among the hundreds of miles of Beiman Mountain, the section north of Luoyang City has the most tombs and hills. Although other places are also steep, people and animals are not extinct.

This oblique air outlet is one of the main traffic routes connecting the north and south of Beiman Mountain.

Although it must be very dangerous at night because it runs through Beimang, but if you only pass through during the day, you don't need to worry about being harmed by wild ghosts.

This big family from Liujiazhuang outside Luoyang City couldn't bear the excessive expropriation of the big landlord, the King of Luoyang, so they assembled a donkey cart, took their wives and children, and prepared to flee from their hometown to the north of the mountain to find another way of life.

Unexpectedly, everyone was lucky enough to escape those "ghosts in human form", but they failed to escape these even more terrifying "ghosts in human form".

"Hey, you old man still dare to show off and bargain with the grandpas?

Leave all your belongings and go back to your hometown obediently, maybe we can show mercy and spare you a dead life. "

The bandit headed by him shook the steel knife in his hand, and ruthlessly rejected Liu Laocui's plea.

With a wave of his hand, the second master behind him immediately rushed up with his minions, and was about to forcibly pull away the donkey cart that contained all the savings of the whole family.

"Hero, go out to ask for money, you have something to say.

Luoshui flooded this year, and the fields were flooded with no crops. Please save some for us. Adults can resist it, but children really can't stand it. "

An honest-looking man grabbed a bandit by the corner of his clothes and begged.

Behind him, a thin, yellow-faced child who couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl was holding onto his calf tightly in horror.

This still failed to earn the bandit's mercy.

He pushed him and the child to the ground.

"Go away! I will let you die?"

However, in a panic, the man accidentally tore off the black cloth on the bandit's face.

Seeing the face with a bean-sized sarcoma on the tip of the nose, the simple and honest man froze for a moment, and subconsciously let out an exclamation:
"You are Ma San, the servant of Luoyang Palace?!

I know you. That day my fellow countrymen and I built a house for your steward. After the building was completed, you not only refused to pay us, but even beat us up.

That's life-saving money!
My mother-in-law had no money for medical treatment, so she left within two days.woo woo woo”

Probably really touched on the sad thing, a big man forgot to get up, and tears fell down.

but.

How could these peasant households who could not read big characters and had not traveled far a few times know that they should never see the true faces of bandits.

What's more, directly calling out the other party's identity?
Seeing this, Liu Laocui, who is older and more knowledgeable, suddenly felt a thump in his heart:
"Bad thing!"

Sure enough, he saw the bandit leader on the opposite side with a sharp expression, and said coldly:
"These people can't stay anymore, kill them all!"

The servant of the palace, whose face mask had been ripped off, was still a little flustered, but when he heard the order, he laughed grinningly, and stabbed the simple and honest man in the chest with his knife.

Hot blood immediately splashed on the face of the child beside him.

The skinny little child only had time to cry out miserably: "Father!"

He was grabbed by the big-armed servant and slammed on the ground like a dead branch, turning him into a bloody ball.

"Big pillar! Embolus!"

The family members of this family are all relatives who have not left the fifth service. Seeing the tragic death of the father and son, they have no time to feel sorry for them, and the bad luck has already befallen themselves.

The second leader moved the fastest, obviously possessing martial arts and military skills, much stronger than the minion who only had some brute strength.

Stretching out his hand, he pulled out a young girl from behind Liu Laocui.

Regardless of the girl's panic and crying, the second master pushed her onto the donkey cart, untied her trouser belt and commented with a lewd smile:

"This girl looks like Zhou Zheng at best, but she is young and young, barely able to enter the mouth."

They have already regarded all those villagers as dead people, and the dead people's belongings can naturally be used at will.

"Cuckoo!"

Liu Laocui, who was stunned by the tragic death of his nephew and grandnephew, was about to step forward to save his only daughter, but was kicked to the ground by the second master.

Old and weak, unable to get up from the ground anymore, he could only hold his chest and cry and curse:

"Beasts! Don't you beasts have parents, wives, children, brothers and sisters? Beasts!"

But all they got was laughter from the gangsters.

The second leader, who turned a deaf ear to it, impatiently tore off one of the girl's sleeves, revealing a slender arm with yellowish skin, and was about to directly press her on her.

Suddenly, everyone heard a sharp piercing sound.

call out--!
But just as a gleam of golden and cold light appeared in their eyes, the body of the second master suddenly twitched and fell over.

But it was a shiny steel dart about the length of a palm, with two golden threads running through its head and tail. It penetrated from the back of his head to his forehead, and it killed the beast cleanly.

When the villagers and bandits haven't come back to their senses

Something seemed to shake in the air.

The gold ring at the tail of the golden wire steel dart moved slightly, and it looked like a golden bee or a silver butterfly, turning into a stream of light and suddenly sinking into the woods beside the mountain road.

"who?!"

"Good thief!"

"Who dares to meddle in our business?"

The group of bandits no longer cared about the group of unarmed and silent villagers, and gathered around the bandit leader, looking at the forest, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"It's really a dog that can't change eating shit. The lineage of King Yi of the Yan Dynasty is rotten from the root. Let me, the 'robbing beam cat' Cui Tong, cut it all off for you."

A tall and thin middle-aged man in a black dress strode out with a strand of hair hanging down his forehead.

It was Wang Yuan who replaced Cui Tong's identity with [Strange Thing·Human Face Painted Skin].

Just the lineage of King Yi, who sealed Luoyang City, seemed to have vicious blood flowing from his bones.

Since Zhou Yi, the first Yili king, has been the biggest scourge in Luoyang City. There is no good thing in the Yi kings of all dynasties.

All kinds of evil deeds are familiar to even a fool in Daling Village.

It is said that together with the mansions of Zongfangcheng County King and Tongcheng County Lord, Luoyang Prison and Confucian Wenchang Temple were all demolished by the contemporary King Yi in order to expand the palace.

He even shouted: "Women, those who give birth to me are not allowed, those who give birth to me are not allowed, and the rest are all obscene words."

It is very common for this kind of villain to send people pretending to be bandits to cut paths and rob roads.

The voice did not fall.

Wang Yuan touched the ground with his toes, and his whole body seemed to shoot towards the group of servants like a crossbow arrow.

Cui Tong, the "Cat of Robbing Beams" who just passed by, is in his prime of life, and has accumulated a lot of military skills and combat experience, which is much better than the current Wang Yuan, and he has half stepped on the threshold of the second realm.

In addition, [The Butterfly Art of War] was already good at lifting and maneuvering, but he was able to bully them in the blink of an eye.

The bandit leader stopped drinking:
"Combine!"

The long knives protruding from the hands of a dozen people turned into hedgehogs in an instant.

Two more people rolled out of the formation with the knife technique of the ground knife, like a sharp knife wheel, waved the long-handled plain knife in their hands, and slashed at Wang Yuan's legs fiercely.

This group of bandits came from Luoyang Prince's Mansion, so there is no shortage of martial arts.

Although this is only the [Wuwei Art of War] that is widely circulated in the court and the public in Dayan, even the big soldiers who are cooks in the army are qualified to practice it, but it is not bad if it can be practiced to the deepest level.

Coupled with the fact that these guys are not afraid to kill people for the sake of tigers, even ordinary officers and soldiers may be a little tricky.

But in Wang Yuan's eyes now, it's nothing more than that.

The body jumped up and spun in the air, while dodging the double knives, his legs pulled out like steel whips, kicking the necks of the two "ground knives" like a whirlwind.

The strength in the body circulated, and he stretched out his hand and shook it.

A ray of brilliant golden cold light flew out from the palm of his hand, aiming at the bandit leader in the formation.

Like a flash of lightning.

Almost to the extreme.

Before the steel dart arrived, the piercing murderous intent in Wang Yuan's eyes had already terrified all the bandits and bandits.

But in the eyes of the villagers behind him, this savior who fell from the sky is like a unparalleled warrior who came out of a big drama.

With a long gun and a fast horse, with a strong and sharp head, go forward indomitably!

Born in this ghostly world, probably only in dramas can there be such people?

(End of this chapter)