If I let you become a druid, would you join the Demon Sect?

Chapter 6: Simple folk customs of mountain people, a wave of fat
Seeing that no one objected, Li An, the leader, grinned and shook his shoulders. At the moment the falcon soared into the sky, he drew the hunting knife from his waist: "Let the hounds spread out and surround it. Draw the bows, first throw a wave of arrows, then rush in thirty steps and fire two rounds of rapid fire, and finally use the knife to kill!"

After saying that, Li An took the lead and rushed forward: "Kill!"

Everyone shouted: "Kill!"

More than thirty hunting dogs and more than forty young and strong mountain people rushed out along the hillside, scaring both sides of the official road to slow down the fighting.

Before they could react what was happening.

More than a dozen slightly curved arrowheads fell from the sky and pierced the backs of seven or eight bandits.

shuh~
Another dozen arrowheads were shot out fiercely, knocking down four or five people.

By the time Gu Yan and his group rushed into the crowd, the third wave of arrows arrived first.

Before the close combat, there were only less than twenty bandits left standing.

This group of rabble who couldn't even get enough food was no match for a group of strong hunters in leather armor. Killing them was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

In the first encounter, more than a dozen people were chopped to the ground.

"Fuck, there's an ambush!"

Among the bandits, the strong leader holding a ring knife finally reacted.

He forced the guard in front of him away with a knife, turned around and ran to the side without looking back.

The few elite men following him reacted a little slowly. When they wanted to run, they were entangled by the morale-boosted guards and then hacked to death by the hunters from behind.

The one who suffered the most was actually the bandit leader who reacted quickly.

He hadn't run a few meters when he was surrounded by more than 30 hunting dogs with bared teeth and drooling mouths.
Looking at everyone collecting the spoils, Gu Yan felt a little embarrassed.

He didn't even have time to swing his sword, and before he even had the intention to kill, the battle was over.

A pure scoundrel.

A search.

A pile of corpses with their heads chopped off and their clothes stripped off were piled up on the side of the mountain path.

Their heads were hung around the waists of the mountain people.

Looking at this group of jubilant mountain people and hunters, a strong man with a pale face walked out from among the people in the convoy who had just been rescued.

The sturdy man clasped his hands together and said to the falconer Li An, who was surrounded by the crowd, "We are from the Lian family of Junshan County. We are going to the Wang family of Sanxian County to attend the birthday banquet of Old Madam Wang. We want to thank you all for saving us. This is a small token of gratitude, not a token of respect!"

Another guard threw a bulging bag to Li An.

Upon hearing about the Wang family in Sanxian County, Li An's expression changed slightly. He took the purse and immediately winked at the clansmen around him.

The group of hunters then dispersed to the side.

Li An used the money bag to support his weight, nodded, and then said to the leader of the guards, "There's a town ahead. Come with us to the town to register, so we won't be accused of accidentally killing a good person."

Looking at the pile of headless corpses stripped of their clothes and piled up in the distance, with blood flowing into streams, the guard leader was speechless.

He is not a fool and he saw clearly the other party's little action just now.

If they had not announced their origins and accused the Wang family of Sanxian County, these barbarians in the mountains would probably not have wanted to let them go.

How dare this guy call himself a good citizen?
Hunters don't care about that.

They gathered together and, under the arrangement of Li An's fellow villagers, divided the bandits' heads, ironware, and clothes. As for the looted money, it depended on their luck.

Even Gu Yan, the scoundrel, received a head, half a bag of lime powder, dozens of copper coins strung together with grass stems, and a hoe.

Just as everyone was happily talking about their harvest.

Li An also came back with a bag of money.

He opened the money bag and said to everyone, "Brothers, come here and divide the money."

Oops.

There are also gains.

This time, each person received one or two taels of silver.

After the distribution, there was still a lot of change in the purse, but Li An kept it all himself.

Not only that, some of the best weapons among this group of bandits, including the bandit leader's ring knife, were taken away by people from Li An's village, and some bandits who were still alive were also taken away for interrogation.

This is obviously an attempt to force the bandits to reveal their whereabouts. It is estimated that afterward, Li An and his group will go to the bandits' whereabouts to search and plunder.

But everyone had no objection to this.

The bigger the fist, the more truth there is.

Ang Lee and his team have been very kind.

After dividing the spoils, they had to bury the bodies.

Death is a big deal.

Bandits are also human beings. If conditions permit, they do not want their own corpses to be eaten by wild beasts.

Throwing corpses around can easily lead to plague.

While it's still early.

Gu Yan and the other hooligans whose knives were not stained with blood were dragged out and used hoes to bury the bodies thrown in the ravine.

Busy time.

Gu Yan took the opportunity to say to the middle-aged mountain dweller beside him: "Brother, why do we have to divide our heads?"

The middle-aged mountain dweller glanced at Gu Yan's somewhat immature face and chuckled, "You little idiot, huh? Which village kid are you from? Why didn't your parents teach you this?"

Gu Yan lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I'm from Qianshan Village. My family is an outsider. My father died in the mountains a few days ago. I haven't learned anything, so I plan to go to the town or county to make a living."

Hearing this, the middle-aged mountain dweller sighed slightly: "Mountain dwellers are like this. You never know when they will die in the mountains."

He didn't ask any more questions, but instead passed on his experience to Gu Yan: "These bandits are divided into those from outside and those from the local area.

Some of the local bandits are us mountain people, and the other part are people supported by the wealthy families in the county.

These people cooperate with our villages in the mountains.

Everyone follows the rules and doesn't mess around.

Today's kind are obviously foreigners. We can kill them if we see them, and then take their heads and sell them to the soldiers in the town or county. A head is worth a few coins. Hehe, killing them is much easier than hunting.

As he spoke, the middle-aged man with a simple face looked at the carriage on the official road with some regret: "There are probably women in the carriage. It's because Li An has tested them and sees that they are of some status, so they dare not act recklessly. Otherwise, I might be able to bring back a beautiful girl to marry my son."

Gu Yan:
Well, after killing Party B, they still want to kill Party A. They are really a group of simple mountain people.

After burying the body.

Everyone prepared to leave.

Gu Yan sold the head and hoe that he was allocated to the uncle who had answered his questions in front of him, and said that he would wait for the villagers here and would not go to the town for the time being.

After the people had gone far away, he sat down beside the newly buried grave and began the soil fertilization project.

"More than forty fresh corpses, it turns out that you have to go out and mingle to grow fast"

Gu Yan was happy.

Not only are there many corpses, but there are also spirits.

The spirits on these fresh corpses have not yet dissipated.

A wave of fat!

It’s really a wave of fat!

Gu Yan was like a hardworking little bee. He first collected twenty-eight fresh spirits and then began to fertilize the soil.

After more than a month of training, he has become familiar with it.

Decompose a body, take a break, and then decompose the next body with the gift and massage from nature, the technician, taking a sustainable development path and maintaining your maximum endurance.

Under the continuous impact of the warm current, Gu Yan's body became stronger and stronger.

After dissecting almost thirty corpses in pieces, Gu Yan had a splitting headache and could not bear it any longer, so he had to stop and rest.

Fortunately, at this time, the roots of the sea of ​​consciousness had almost absorbed those spirits and began to feed back Gu Yan's spirit, making him feel like he was floating in the air, as if dancing in the clouds, his mind wandering to an unknown place, which relieved the pain of excessive mental exhaustion.

By the time Gu Yan came to his senses, the sky had already darkened. The mental energy that had been consumed before had completely recovered and even become much stronger.

He took the time to check the progress of his World Tree repair: World Tree (0.003%).

Added 0.002%.

The numbers looked somewhat despairing, but Gu Yan was still full of energy.

As long as there is progress, that's fine.

Anyway, the thing this world has the most is people.

A war or a famine can easily kill thousands or even tens of thousands of people.

They are all leeks.

While your mind recovers.

He quickly dismembered the rest of the body.

As his spirit grew stronger, his decomposition speed also increased a lot.

If it continues to grow like this, I guess I will soon be able to really perform the trick of refining on the spot.

Murder and arson?
No, kill people and make fertile soil, and refine it on the spot!

Clean and environmentally friendly.

After finishing his work, Gu Yan began to check his harvest.

"It's awesome! My spirit has grown a lot stronger this time. My perception range has expanded by more than three meters. Now it's almost fifteen meters. The only problem is that there are fewer plants here, so my perception isn't as clear as in the forest."

His natural perception is somewhat like ground scanning, and the accuracy depends entirely on the density of the surrounding plants. His perception of the air is much worse, only slightly better than that of ordinary people.

After sensing for a while, Gu Yan found another rock.

The rock is about 40 to 50 centimeters long and wide and more than 30 centimeters high. It is ordinary limestone. According to the density, it weighs about 200 to 250 kilograms.

Gu Yan would definitely not have been able to lift this weight before.

He had tested himself before and found that after he had almost recovered from tuberculosis, he could lift a stone weighing more than 100 kilograms, which was a normal level for a 20-year-old mountain villager who had not done any special exercise.

I don’t know how much it has improved this time.

Gu Yan took a deep breath, stood firmly, grabbed the stone with both hands, lifted it up with force, and held it to his chest. When he felt it was not too strenuous, he pushed it up again, and it was done!

A stone weighing more than 200 kilograms was lifted up just like that.

After holding on for more than ten seconds, Gu Yan finally felt his strength fading.

He quickly threw the stone forward and began to breathe softly.

Gu Yan was in a state of great joy: "These 40-odd fresh corpses and fertile soil are much greater than what I harvested in the past month or so. They have actually more than doubled my strength. Is this the joy of cheating?"

It's fun to cheat for a while, and it's always fun to cheat all the time.

This is life.

After checking the harvest, Gu Yan strode towards the town, carrying the package and humming a little tune, while it was still light.

When you get there, find out where the mass grave is.

If you can't clean up your own post, how can you clean up the world?
(End of this chapter)