[Liao Zhai] Long Qiyan suppresses Qunfang

The young master got off the horse in a hurry, and headed towards the bamboo house with flames of anger and hatred, clutching the leather whip tightly in her hand, her veins were exposed. It was drawn on the sickly beauty, obviously wanting to put him to death.

Yang Wuwei would not just watch Chen Jun being whipped, and stretched out his hand to grab the whip. There was such a disparity in strength between the two that the young master was almost pulled forward by him.

After he stabilized his body, the young master was furious, "I only hate that I was blind and believed you so easily. A follower with such skills must have a high status in the army, right?"

The sick beauty seemed to be surprised, and the young master's heart sank. He was sure that her guess was indistinguishable, so he immediately pulled out a new weapon from his waist and pointed it at the two of them.

"Boss, we found the butterfly powder on the scholar imprisoned in the backyard!" The scene, both of them froze for a moment.

"Old boss, calm down, hey, what's the matter, put it down quickly, put it down quickly," the young man was very afraid of the young master's new weapon, trembling and waving his arms to dissuade.

As soon as he heard that they found the butterfly powder on the scholars in the backyard, the young master was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, "What did you say?!"

"The poor scholar who came into our village with the caravan was a spy from the county government. He carried a pack of butterfly powder on him. Ordinary people can't smell it. The powder is so small that it is difficult to distinguish it, but it can attract special kinds of butterflies. Come on, I think the county has spent a lot of money this time, and we are going to be eradicated completely," the big man said calmly.

The young master put down the weapon in his hand, and looked up again to see the sickly beauty, who was looking at them blankly. The sickly beauty's entourage stood between them viciously, like a vicious dog loyal to its master, staring at them. staring at the approaching enemy.

"What's going on? But these two people also have a change?" The big man asked with a frown.

"No, I misunderstood." The young master's heart was complicated, and his nose suddenly became sore. Remembering his vow never to learn from Shen Hong, he immediately lowered his eyes, didn't look at them, and turned away resolutely, "Place them well, Zhaizi Prepare for the battle here, go to the third master, let's discuss the next response plan."

"Yes boss!"

"Also, ask Doctor Zhu to come and see them again," the young master ordered with his head bowed, not to look into the beauty's eyes.

A rare heartbeat, because of the tense situation, was completely crushed in the bud by the young master himself.

"Boss, the food stored in the mountain is enough for the people in our village to feed for three months. If those hostages are counted, I'm afraid it can only last for two months." The tall man found the young master and reported the situation in the village.

The officers and soldiers below were really planning to surround them. Since the first truce, no one came up the mountain. Instead, they took turns surrounding Sun Jushan with archers at the foot of the mountain. Once they found someone coming down the mountain, they immediately stabbed that person. As a hedgehog, such a siege should be difficult to fly, but there are green shadows swaying among the trees.

Chen Jun raised his eyes, and a stone popped out, but saw the shadow in the woods fall down with a sound, screaming.

Take a closer look, isn't this Doctor Stickman?

"Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life, ghost!—" Seeing Chen Yun flying in front of him like a ghost, the stick man was so frightened that his soul flew away.

"A goblin, are you still afraid of ghosts?" Chen Yun asked strangely.

The stickman covered his eyes, "Ghost hero, spare me, woo woo woo, the little one has never harmed anyone, don't kill me..."

"Oh? You haven't harmed anyone? Then what are you doing in this village?"

"Yes, yes, the small one is the bamboo demon born in the woods according to the aura of heaven and earth. The small one just wanted to come over to have a good meal, but I didn't expect to bump into the ghost hero." The stickman sniffed aggrievedly. I'm hungry.

"Have a full meal? A bold evildoer, and you said you didn't come to harm people?"

The stickman got anxious and quickly explained: "No, no, no, the food you eat won't hurt people. It's... it's the breath of human beings, not the essence. Don't misunderstand the heroes."

The breath that humans breathe, isn't that carbon dioxide?

I don't know how many germs are in the carbon dioxide breathed out by a group of people, so after thinking about it, Chen Yun took a step back.

The stickman is the bamboo demon of this generation. He wanted to infiltrate the cottage to absorb nutrients, so he turned into a doctor. In the past, he used the "rejuvenation" spell to help the bandits heal their injuries. The bandits recovered one after another. Facing the only The doctor is also very respectful. In fact, he doesn't know medical skills at all. He is completely blind when he sees a patient.

It's just that he didn't expect that this time he kicked the iron board. He was surprised how this person couldn't recover under the spell before, but he didn't expect that the opponent was not an ordinary person.

Under the guidance of the stickman, Chen Jun and Yang Wuwei dived down the mountain very conveniently. The bamboo forest of this generation is a natural buff site. For the bamboo doctor whose original shape is bamboo, it can best exert the magic effect. Yun and the others went down the mountain, he could still do it.

After Chen Yun and the others returned to the foot of the mountain, Doctor Zhu went back. He hardly left the bamboo forest. The bandits in Sun Junzhai provided him with a lot of nourishment over the years and made him less lonely. , although his spells are tasteless, he still wants to do his part.

The bandits were in a stalemate with the officers and soldiers. The young master personally led the elite troops to carry out guerrilla raids on the officers and soldiers. He was fighting bloody battles on the front line. Chen Yun watched the officers and soldiers surrounded by the mountain and decided to go into the county with Yang Wuwei.

"The local troops in the districts and counties are too huge," Chen Yun said to Yang Wuwei: "Go to the county to see the situation. This size of officers and soldiers has exceeded the amount that a county can produce."

Yang Wuwei nodded, and went to the nearby county town under Sun Junshan with Chen Yun, and was startled by the bleak scene as soon as he entered the county town.

A recruiting notice was pasted at the gate of the city, saying that it was to recruit men to exterminate the bandits nearby. At first glance, there were few men doing business in the county. Chen Yun and his party entered the county, which easily attracted some people. Be careful, after all, there are too few adult men in a county where there are only old, weak, women and children left.

Such a desolate and lonely county town has no traces of reforms in Tiandu city at all, and Chen Yun's brows have never been loosened.

"County towns in remote areas are like this," Yang Wuwei saw Chen Yun walking forward with a blank face, and managed to catch up with him, and whispered: "Because of inconvenient transportation, provinces, cities, counties and villages between the mountains The distance between neighbors is relatively large, and remote counties like this are usually under the jurisdiction of local officials, and they say what they say."

Therefore, these people are local emperors and local rich lords.

The most luxurious house in the barren county turned out to be the local yamen.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry," the simple-minded child shook the old man's withered palm, with a little desire in his eyes.

The old man led the child to avoid Chen Yun and the two, and obediently walked around the gate of the yamen and walked into the alley, "When the tiger grows up, he can join the bandit suppression team formed by the county magistrate, and then he can eat enough Drink warm." The voice of the old man sighed from a distance, and he entered the bandit suppression team, and maybe he would never have a chance to come back.

The people around also looked numb, their coarse clothes were patched a lot, the doors and windows of every house were closed tightly, and there were almost no beggars on the street, because the residents here were hardly different from beggars.

Yang Wuwei's veins sprang up, and he said angrily, "Another dog official who doesn't care about the lives of the people!" Realizing that the person beside him was the current emperor, Yang Wuwei shut his mouth dryly, admitting his mistake, "The final general made a slip of the tongue! .”

"It's okay, although I will go to this yamen to search for it, if you are really a big corrupt official, then you can do it right away," Chen Yun said.

At this time, the county magistrate in the yamen was furious and ordered his subordinates to wipe out the bandits on Sun Jushan quickly.

"But my lord, Sun Jushan is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we force our way in, we will lose a lot of troops." Master Youyou persuaded.

"A loss is a loss. I have recruited so many people to eat and drink for them. Is it possible that I can't even suppress a bandit?" The county magistrate cursed, "I will give you three days, no, two days, within two days, Give me peace at any cost, Sun Jushan! If you hinder my promotion, I will chop off your heads!"

What day is it in two days?Chen Yun co-authored the county magistrate's words and thought about it. Isn't it the time for the superiors to discuss their merits in the past few days?This county magistrate, I'm afraid he came here with his political achievements in mind.

The great contribution to the eradication of local bandits, the promotion of an official is small.

Hearing that the local county magistrate didn't care about the lives of the people at all, Chen Yun's face turned black. If Yang Yuwei hadn't pulled Chen Yun, he might have gone down on the spot and wiped out the people under him.

"Even if he is killed, there will still be another corrupt official who will come to power," Yang Yuwei explained to Chen Yun about the inheritance customs of the Wang people in remote places. However, in the remote county towns where there is no supervision, there is a phenomenon of yin and yang, and there is almost no change in the basic physique.

There are even rumors among the people that if you don’t have enough food and clothing, it’s better to go to the mountains and become a bandit. Life and death are better than being squeezed into slavery and starving to death on the streets.Those who catch up with one vote can live an extra three months.

The two went round and round, and finally returned to Sunju Mountain without a sound. This generation of goblins only has the bamboo goblin, but because of the recent conflicts between bandits and officers and soldiers, many people died, and there was a faint breath of death in the air. .

The sick beauty disappeared, and the village was almost crazy. At such a critical moment, some people even suspected that Chen Yun was also a spy sent by the government.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you like crazy!" The young master rushed over and covered his face when he saw Chen Yun returning to the bamboo house.

The big man behind her looked at them extremely unkindly.

"I went to find Dr. Zhu," Chen Yun replied, "He was picking herbs in the forest, and I had nothing to do, so I helped him with some work."

The bamboo demon is very famous among these bandits. Hearing his answer like this, both the young master and the big man softened their expressions. They went to Doctor Zhu to ask about it. After he admitted it, they believed in Chen Yun's words even more.

The bamboo demon didn't know why the ghost hero came back, but he also saw that the ghost hero didn't want to reveal his identity, so he nodded in agreement with Xiao Luo's question, and even said a few nice words for him.

In the next two days, the government launched a fierce attack. Brothers died one after another, which made the young master's face stained with frost. The quality of these officers and soldiers is actually not high. It seems that there are no bandits. They are well trained.It's just that there are so many of them, under the crowd tactics, for every three officers and soldiers who fall, a brother will be sacrificed in the village.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the young master hadn't closed his eyes for a day and a night, and he was thinking about the next strategy with a tired face.