Sign In From the Handyman For Ninety-eight Years

At this moment, it was already dark.

Ordinary people ended their day of farming and labor, blowing out lamps and pulling wax, and went to rest.

On Xiaogu Mountain not far from Wujun County, in Blood Sword Village, as usual, the lights in Dazhai are bright.

Nearly the gangsters from the Hundred Blood Sword Village sat in the spacious Juyi Hall, surrounded by a red stove, drinking glass to glass, eating meat, very happy.

Unlike ordinary people, these are strong thieves who kill without blinking an eye and lose their conscience!

Usually, when I'm free, I don't cultivate the land or work.

She slept soundly during the day, but at night she was full of energy, specializing in some unconscionable business.

It belongs to the typical "night fun"!

In recent days, the Blood Sword Village is different from the past in that it is more lively and festive.

Because today is their "harvest" day.

The harsh words that were put down in the surrounding villages before have reached their deadline today.

I went out for a walk empty-handed, and when I came back, I brought countless silver coins!

While eating and drinking, all the gangsters thought that when all the brothers who went out would come back, the money would be divided immediately, they became more and more excited and excited.

But in this noisy Juyi Hall, in the corner sat an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

From the outside, this middle-aged man seems to be a little incapable of drinking, and his face is flushed, but when he lowered his head to drink, there was a flash of clarity in his eyes.

"Come on! Brother Li Lang, I, let's drink!"

"Yes, yes! We drink meat, no, no, we drink..."

The bandits who sat at the table with this middle-aged man named Li Lang, raised their wine glasses from time to time, squeaked, slurred their speech, and had their tongues knotted.

Apparently, these people were a little bit drunk, and they were already drunk.

Li Lang raised his wine glass and waved his hands again and again, "No, I, I can't do it anymore, I can't hold it anymore, I want to go out..."

After speaking, he staggered to his feet and walked towards the door while leaning against the wall.

Beside him, there were intermittent and indistinct laughter.

"Hey hey hey, no, no, no, no, I can't hold back after just a few sips? Hahaha!"

"That's it, that's it! Thinking about it a few days ago, sir, I singled out four of them in one night until dawn, and I didn't take any rest..."

"Hey, with your small body, tsk tsk, I think that's enough..."

"You, you dare to make fun of me, if you don't believe me, you dare to try it with me tonight..."

"Afraid of you? Come, come and come..."

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Li Lang, a middle-aged man, staggered out of the Juyi Hall, heard laughter behind him, his fists clenched subconsciously, and a deep hatred and grief flashed in his eyes.

Although his name is Li Lang, this is not his real name. On the surface, his identity is that of a bandit in the Blood Sword Village, but in fact, there is still a layer of identity secretly, that is the county government of Wujun County. The informant in the village.

Originally, he also had a complete family, a wife who loved him and a lovely daughter, but all this was broken ten years ago by a group of robbers.

Although it has been a full ten years, whenever he closes his eyes in the middle of the night, he subconsciously recalls the tragic situation before his wife and children died!

After that accident, he secretly swore that in the rest of his life, he would do everything in his power to eradicate the robbers and bandits he saw!

This time, a gang of gangsters from Blood Sword Village quietly emerged in Wujun County. The government forces had no choice but to encircle it several times. After learning the news, he volunteered and joined Blood Sword Village voluntarily to become an informant.

Blood Sword Village is located on Xiaogu Mountain, which is a land of mountains and fields.

And because the Blood Sword Village was formed not long ago, the construction of Dazhai has not yet been completed.

Although there are also specially built thatched huts in the stockade, but the common stockade bandits are of low quality and are afraid of trouble, so they often find a place where no one is around and solve it quietly.

Zhang Huan suppressed the anger in his heart and staggered to a secluded place in the village where no house had been built yet.

After confirming that no one was around, he whistled softly.

Suddenly the grass not far in front of him swayed slightly, and a pitch-black bird flapped its wings and flew to his hand.

Zhang Huai took out a secret letter that had been prepared a long time ago, and stuffed it into the small letter bucket that had been tied to one leg of the bird.

Then he raised his palm, and the bird flapped its wings again and sank into the night sky.

Seeing the bird disappearing completely, Zhang Huan's mouth showed a faint sneer, thinking that these thieves in Blood Sword Village, your good days are over!

……

At night, there was a lot of snow, and the cold wind was howling.

The little black bird that reported the letter flapped its wings, flew out of the Bloody Sword Village, flew down the Xiaogu Mountain, and flew towards a dense forest not far below the Xiaogu Mountain.

Inside the dense forest, Zhang Yunqing, the magistrate of Wujun County, led the brigade of the county yali and the masters sent by Liuxuanmen this time to gather together, quietly waiting for the news from the mountain.

A group of yamen in the county yali in Wujun County had experienced the fierceness of the **** knife village, so all of them were ready to fight, and they all played up the spirit of 12 points.

On the other hand, the Six Profound Sect disciples on the other side were not like this, their attitudes were diametrically opposed.

There were quite a few disciples who rubbed their hands complainingly and whispered in private.

"Hey, it's just a group of thieves and robbers who occupy the mountains as kings. It's worth letting us freeze here?"

"Yeah, that's right, it's too much of a fuss. Even if there are bandits from the innate realm in the Blood Sword Fortress, it's the elders Wang and Guo who are leading the team this time!"

"Isn't it? I don't know what the magistrate thinks? The two elders have deep internal strength and unfathomable strength.

Especially Elder Wang's single-handed sword is unparalleled in the world, and Elder Guo also made a heavy spear, which should not be underestimated!

Plus we inner sect disciples, isn't it as easy as chopping melons and vegetables to deal with a few bandits? Are you still doing this? It's a bit of a caution..."

"Cough cough!"

There was a sound of the old man's coughing, and the disciples did not dare to say more, and quickly closed their mouths.

Elder Wang Muwang glared at the disciples who were whispering and complaining behind him, smiled and said to Zhang Yunqing who was beside him: "Lord Zhang is laughing, these little dolls have never seen anything in the world, they don't understand the depths of the rivers and lakes, and they just said that nonsense. For the nonsense, I hope your lord Haihan, please forgive me."

"Where is it?" After Zhang Yunqing heard the words, he waved his hands again and again and replied with a smile, "Elder Wang is serious."

"Humph!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another unpleasant snort from the side.

I saw an old man with a tall and straight stature with slightly gray hair and a long beard walking forward with a slightly unhappy face.

The old man had a majestic face, arrogance in his eyes, and his temples were bulging high. He was obviously a congenital master with deep internal strength.

This person is Guo Yang, the elder of Liuxuanmen, elder Guo!

When he came closer, Guo Yang glanced at Zhang Yunqing, and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "Master Zhang, this old man thinks that the disciples just now are a little unreasonable, but their words are not rough. It's just a bunch of bandits who put together a group of turkeys and dogs on the mountain~www.readwn.com~ Even if it is as the adults said, there are innate masters hidden in it, but with the help of my brother and I, it is not yet. That little mountain bandit can't be an opponent?

Could it be that your lord has doubts about the strength of my brother and me? ! "

"This……"

After speaking, Zhang Yunqing looked embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

Wang Mu, who was beside him, even showed a helpless look on his face. His junior and junior brother had strong skills, but he was arrogant by nature and couldn't bear his temper.

Even if there is dissatisfaction in my heart, I can't say it so clearly...

Besides, there is nothing wrong with Zhang Yunqing if you are careful to sail the ten thousand year ship.

Feeling that the atmosphere became a little embarrassing, Elder Wang Mu Wang just planned to speak to ease the awkward atmosphere.

At this moment, there was a slight fluttering sound from the night sky, and a pitch-black bird flew over.

"Sir! It's here!"

A yamen holding a bird cage said, and quickly opened the cage, and the little black bird flew into the cage.

The yamen took off the secret letter on the bird's leg and handed it over.

A look of joy flashed across Zhang Yunqing's face, his eyes lit up, and he quickly took the secret letter and looked at it.

Elder Wang and Elder Guo next to him, after seeing them, their expressions didn't change much.

On the other hand, Zhang Yunqing's complexion became slightly solemn, his brows were slightly wrinkled in thought, and he subconsciously muttered to himself: "Dazhai Master of Blood Sword Village, has not shown his face, and his whereabouts are elusive?

What kind of power is the mysterious Dazhai owner of this Blood Sword Village? "

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