Mozun is forced to farm

-1-

When Aunt Kang left, she left a word, and came back a month later to check whether the cellar of his house had been dug.

Lin Zhu had just finished drinking the toad soup, his face was as pale as vegetables, and half of his soul had already floated away as he lay on the table.

Xie Xuechen didn't help him wash the dishes, but covered his nose and said, "How many times do you want to drink this medicine?"

"Drink it until I'm not nervous when I hear about the exam..." Lin Zhu's whole body was flattened, like a flattened dumpling, the filling was almost exposed: "I'll take you to see the matter of the cellar tomorrow." .”

Mozun gave a cold scoff on his face, feeling very disgusted, but actually he was looking forward to it.

But definitely won't let the scholar see it.

He stays here, half of it is to recover his skills, hide his strength and bide his time, and the other half is indeed a novelty in the ordinary life of ordinary people.

Having lived in the devil world for more than 300 years, no matter how much you show off your power, you will get tired. When you get impatient, it is common to find a fight with an immortal, just to have some fun.

Staying by Lin Zhu's side, he even learned to feed the pigs, adding a few completely useless survival skills.

If you have nothing to do, go and go.

Early the next morning, Lin Zhu took him to the village.

There are only a hundred people in Yuanbao Village, but they are scattered like falling sand.

Dozens of families built houses around the foot of Qingyan Mountain, shaped like an ingot with two pointed ends, mainly gathered in the middle of the ingot, and sparsely scattered on both sides, mostly wasteland.

The old house of the Lin family is on the right tip of the ingot, and it usually takes 10 minutes to go to the middle of the village to drink tea and chat with others, which is really far away.

"Before and after, three large cellars were built in the village, which can be regarded as shared by everyone in winter."

Lin Zhu led Xie Xuechen to the grain drying field in the center of the village, and pointed to an entrance from a distance, but did not go in.

"That was the first one built at the beginning, but then it became cold in winter, and many gangsters squeezed in to play dice, gamble, drink, and steal money from other people who came to keep warm. Everyone gradually became reluctant to come here."

"Come on, let's go to the second one."

The second is a little further west.

When they passed by, there was an old woman walking down tremblingly holding the pickle jar.

"Slow down, watch out for falling!"

"Hey!"

The cellar was like a square well with a straw door over it, but there was no lock.

At first, there was only a pair of bamboo ladders for people to climb up and down. It was really inconvenient for the old man, so he asked the middle-aged people in the village to help dig a steep step. Although it is easy to fall, it is better than a ladder.

Xie Xuechen walked at the back, and after the scholar swallowed slowly, he descended silently, without any need for steps.

It was dark and damp inside, only a small oil lamp was lit.

Looking inside, it is about five feet square, with several wine barrels and pickle sticks piled up.

Now in the early days of April, the cold days are finally gone, and the hoarded cabbage and pickled melons are also eaten, and the inside seems very empty.

"Although winter is over, when summer comes, everything is prone to decay and insects. You can either put it in a basin and soak it in a well, or build a cellar."

Lin Zhu wandered around in the dark, then walked back to Xie Xuechen.

"Our house doesn't need to be too big. I'm satisfied with a quarter of this. What do you think?"

Mozun frowned.

"Too shabby."

"It's already been dug very big," Lin Zhu said with a smile: "The one in the neighboring village is only four feet square, and it is filled to the brim by everyone in winter, which is not enough at all."

"Is there another cellar?"

"That's an ice cellar. It was repaired last year. There's no need to go there. People freeze to death inside."

After reading the general organizational regulations, Lin Zhu led him back.

If they also live in the middle of the village, they can just borrow this cellar to store vegetables and food. Usually, there are old people who help to watch from time to time, and they will use brooms and pitchforks to drive away civet cats and rascals.

But they lived too far away, and it usually took more than a quarter of an hour to walk here, and it was really inconvenient to move things along the way.

When the scholar looked at the sun, he thought of something again and reminded him.

"I can't help you in the afternoon. I'm going to the west of the village. We'll pick a place later. You can dig as you please. I'll be back at night."

Mozun didn't take it seriously, thinking that he would be clean only after he left.

"Where?"

"Look at the orphans over there." Lin Zhu didn't have much savings at hand, but when he went to Quzhou City, he grabbed a few more medicines, and his pockets became even more shy: "You remember the medicine I grabbed yesterday, I have to send them there .”

Mozun stopped, his tone subtle.

"Didn't you grab the medicine for me?"

"Aren't you alright?" Lin Zhu glanced at him, "You look more energetic than me."

"There are a few five or six-year-old children in the west of the village. They usually grew up on the help of their neighbors. Now they have dysentery. They must have eaten something dirty."

He was busy taking care of Xie Xuechen a few days ago, so he didn't visit for a long time, for fear that something might happen to the children.

Boys have a hard life, and they can resist for a few more days. There are two little girls who are not in good health, and diarrhea is more likely to cause accidents.

Xie Xuechen's mood suddenly sank.

Only now did he realize that he was not the only one saved by the scholar.

"Have you saved many people?"

"There's nothing that can't be saved," Lin Zhu laughed: "I saw a starving and fainting person on the side of the road in winter, so I helped him up and fed him two bowls of hot rice soup."

"There are many plagues and malaria in spring. If you can help pay for the medicine, you can save as many as you can."

When the scholar said this, he felt a little sad.

"If you can't save them, you can only help build a grave, and finally burn some paper money for them."

Xie Xuechen was inexplicably upset.

He was restless, as if he was also classified as anyone on the side of the road, it didn't matter.

Even the matter of saving him was just a random act of this scholar.

He's not special, and he's not important.

As long as Mo Zun was unhappy, he would not speak, and sulked on his own.

Before he was gouged out, he killed a lot, and it is common for him to do it directly when he is angry.

However, this mortal can't bear to get angry and can be killed with a slap, so he really can't lose his temper openly.

When I went back, I kept my unhappiness in the whole process, and silently changed back to dumb.

After getting along with him these days, Lin Zhu was already completely familiar with this man's behavior pattern, and he guessed that he was not happy when he saw him misfired again.

But can only guess here.

...maybe a bedbug bite while walking?Why are you sullen again?

The scholar's diary is concerned about those little beggars who have no father or mother, so he can't take care of coaxing him for the time being.After returning home, he packed some dry food and millet, and went west with a bag of medicine.

"When you light the fire and cook, be careful to light the house. I will try to come back early at night!"

The latter turned his back to him coldly and said nothing.

You can live in someone else's house, leave me alone.

The courtyard door creaked, and before closing the door, Lin Zhu called him again: "Brother Xuechen, I'm really leaving, the kitchen left you a steamed bun."

Unhappy or unhappy, ignore him.

The scholar snorted and turned away.

Xie Xuechen was the only one left in the family.

The pig was full and turned over to bask in the sun, the chicken was still clucking and clucking, and suddenly no one was sticking to him to talk to him.

He walked back to the place where Lin Zhu picked it in the front yard, picked a chestnut leaf casually, folded it again, and put it across his lips.

Qingyue's flute sounded suddenly, and dozens of chestnut leaves fell off the branches, floating in the air like soldiers scattered with beans, listening to his orders.

Mo Zun blew again, Li Ye Qiqi turned around, and flew away in the blink of an eye.

The man sat back on the swing, swayed back and forth, and stopped moving.

After about half an hour, there was a sound of bone rolling on the ground.

In the west, two pangolins were forced to come by blades that looked like sharp knives. The blades lay across their necks, and they would gouged out their flesh if they couldn't get over.

These two pangolins were sleeping soundly in the pile of fallen leaves deep in the wild mountain, but unexpectedly they would die suddenly. They dug a hole and crawled all the way, trembling with fear.

The Mozun glanced at them, and the latter were so frightened that they were about to shed their skin, and they tried their best to dig the soil at the marked spot.

After another cup of tea, the four rabbits were driven over by the leaf knife, which also had the horizontal knife on their throats, and cut their throats if they didn't obey.

The four wild rabbits in the field didn't recognize the pangolins. When they saw the two monsters, they screamed in fright. Seeing the chestnut leaves about to pass through their throats, they wiped their tears and followed to dig the soil.

With them there, a hole was dug down on the flat ground visible to the naked eye.

As a Demon Lord, Xie Xuechen, even if he built a cellar at home, it must not be as cramped and small as the man-made cellar.

He remembered that the deeper the cellar in the village was eight feet, the deeper his own cellar must be at least eighteen feet.

If he wants to, he can dig 88 feet.

The Mozun was swinging on the swing and planning the area of ​​the cellar absent-mindedly. The pangolin and the rabbit were ordered to dig all the way, and only secretly ate some leaves and grass seeds when they were very hungry.

The man finished thinking about the depth slowly, and then began to think about the width.

He doesn't like going underground, even in the miasma-ridden demon world, he is only willing to live on the cloud cliff.

Forget it, just three in and three out.

When the pangolin heard that it was forced to dig out of the big house with three entrances and three exits in the ground, it almost fainted on the spot.

Ye Zidao gestured to the side, and the latter cried a few times tearfully, calling for his companions to help save it.

After another hour, more than a dozen pangolins made a chaotic noise, burrowed from different directions, and got into the hole and planed frantically.

Xie Xuechen waited until the dusk was getting darker, and took a look at the path in the distance like alms, as if to welcome the man back.

The ridges and paths are all empty, and there is no bird droppings.

The man sneered.

Scholars are so dishonest and still want to serve the country as an official, let's get rid of it.

After another hour, it was completely dark, and there was only the sound of digging in the dark courtyard, and no one lit the lamp.

Li Ye also joined the excavation team, moving back and forth like birds to move the soil, and moved all the muck and stones to the outside of the yard to pile up.

Mozun glanced at the stars in the sky, and became even more angry.

What a wishful thinking, leave him here to work hard, and go to have tea and drink with others by yourself?

Do you want to eat before coming back, or simply sleep in someone else's house?

Just as he was depressed, an urgent cry suddenly came from the gate of the courtyard.

"Dumb, are you at home, dumb?!"

"It's over, it's over, the lights are dark, and the mute doesn't know where to go!"

The voices of men and women were noisy, as if someone had come to the door with a torch.

Xie Xuechen finally got up from the swing and strolled over.

Five or six farmers and women crowded at the door holding torches, and the old man followed behind, his face full of anxiety and panic.

At the head, a barely literate person held a letter with bloody fingerprints on it, like ants on a hot pot at the moment.

"Mute, your family has been kidnapped by horse bandits!!"

-2-

Before he finished speaking, Xie Xuechen had already snatched the blood-sealed book in his hand. In addition to a blood fingerprint printed on a piece of rough paper, three circles were drawn crookedly.

Other than that there is nothing left.

"what is this?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the crowd was shocked again.

"The dumb can talk??"

"Damn, scare me!"

"Hey, now is not the time to talk about this!"

A woman whose family had been in distress rushed to the front and hurriedly said: "This is a letter from a bandit. Your family wants 30 taels of silver. If you don't give it in ten days, you will tear up the ticket!"

Xie Xuechen frowned.

"This thing is called a letter?"

Don't talk about signing requirements, you can't even write a single word?

"He is a horse bandit, a mountain bandit, how can he know how to read!!" The woman chopped her feet and said, "My man was like this last time. He drew two circles on the letter and asked for 20 taels. In the end, he went to his relatives in the city. It was only after all the hard work was done that I redeemed that dead ghost back home."

Xie Xuechen had already recognized that the bloodstain came from the scholar, and his face became darker.

"Where did this letter come from?"

"The little beggar rushed to give it to us!"

Lin Zhu walked very fast this time, and arrived at the hut where the little beggars lived at [-]:[-] noon. He made medicine and chatted with the sick children.

The little beggars were originally reluctant to let their brother go, but when they saw that he seemed to have something to do, they followed him to see him off.

The mountain roads are rugged, and there are occasional wild wolves, so they should help take care of them.

Who would have thought that a horse thief would suddenly appear on the way, not to mention kidnapping the person, and he raised the rein and threw a piece of paper at the child's face, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye!

The child had been frightened several times by the village grandpa that horse thieves were coming to eat people. After receiving the paper, he cried and snotted a lot, and ran to report to other adults in the village.

Everyone also knew that this was being targeted by horse thieves again, and they all figured out a way to save the person, and then came to find the mute together to see if there was any money left in the scholar's house.

The little beggar was still crying at the moment, wiped the dirty ashes from his face and said, "Brother! Please save Brother Lin! He is a good man, he can't be eaten!! He doesn't have much meat at all!!"

The old man said sadly: "The Lin family has lost people a long time ago. They are not robbing him, they are robbing our village."

The horse thief was well-informed and knew that there was not only a Juren here, but also a good relationship with the folks in the village.

They extorted 30 taels with a big mouth, all they wanted was for the whole village to pay and redeem this useless idiot.

After Xie Xuechen understood the cause and effect, he didn't talk much.

"Where is the bandit?"

"Tiger Crying Mountain," the farmer said, "It's very fierce there. They have robbed more than a dozen villages over the years, and even abducted a little girl back to the village. It's very bad!"

"Yeah, I heard that everyone has weapons in their hands. The government has suppressed them a few times before, but they were not persuaded..."

The conversation was interrupted by the man.

"I'll save him, you don't have to worry about it."

After saying that, he walked forward. Someone gave him a complicated look, but he still stepped out of the way.

I don't bring anything, I don't have a cent, and I don't have a sword or armor.

It didn't look like he was trying to save someone, but he was trying to run away.

But who cares, he's an outsider anyway, and he's pretended to be dumb for so many days, people tend to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so let's just leave, they find ways to find help from the government.

Mozun didn't care about the faces of others, and before he left, he even glanced at the chestnut tree leaves that were pretending to fall on the ground.

Before I come back, you'd better dig out the three in and three out for me.

The chestnut leaves shook twice, and disappeared when the wind blew.

He left everyone's sight and walked into the clouds on the wind, with a rare bloodthirsty smile.

Tiger Crying Mountain, originally named Tiger Cave Mountain.

Jackals, tigers and leopards emerge in endlessly, and caravans have always avoided them from a distance, not daring to pass through.

Later, I heard that there was a hero who fell into the grass and became a bandit. With his martial arts skills, he led his brothers to break in and set up camp and had his own territory.

But the hero has no queens. After death, it is the villain's turn to become the leader of the horse bandit. Since then, he has broken the rules and looted everywhere. Sometimes he tied up children and princes to ask for prices, and sometimes he simply rushed into the village after the autumn harvest and robbed people. Skip it.

Now the imperial court is fatuous and corrupt, and the government is also incompetent. They clearly want to suppress the bandits, but in fact they borrow the name to collect food, grass and money, and then send the army to go around and leave. When they come back, they say that the bandit is cunning and sinister. Can't get in.

As more people died unjustly in the village, Tiger Cave Mountain became known as Tiger Crying Mountain.

There are so many dead souls that a fierce beast like a tiger will cry when seeing it.

According to the logic, Yuanbao Mountain is located in a valley between high mountains and mountains, with weeds growing everywhere, and there is no easy way to go.

But Xie Xuechen didn't need to ask for directions, he knew the latter's location just by following his blood.

He passed by stepping on the cloud with his hands behind his back, and as soon as he sniffed the blood, he knew that the scholar was still a living person, but suffered some flesh injuries.

Not long after, a little fire appeared in the mountains in the night, which was the location of the hero village.

The Mozun fell down with a half-smile.

He was scooped up again.

Even if the scholar is bloodletting and cutting his throat once, he should do it.

Turns out to be tied up with offal?

He landed at the gate of the bandit village by the way, and when he looked up, there was a wooden building inside.

With their geographical advantage, the guys in the Hero Village have robbed a lot of gold and silver over the years, and also felled wood to build houses, and lived a happy life without worrying about food and clothing.

The front and back are surrounded by stone walls, and battlements are built on the heights, so that it is convenient to watch the officials and horses. There are minions on duty at twelve o'clock.

Of course, the government is cowardly and basically doesn't have a mountain, the main thing is to prevent bandits from the nearby hills coming to grab business.

Stone wall tall buildings, taverns and gambling houses, and even snatched a storyteller back, nothing to talk about the Water Margin of the Three Kingdoms, basically everything has been settled.

The front and rear gates of the village are precision gadgets, with sentinels and archers on the left and right, and the people inside have continuous crossbows, axes and axes, and they are fully prepared with weapons.

Suddenly, a man in black robe appeared, and the sentinel thought he was delusional.

"Wait," he finally saw a person standing outside the city gate, and shouted sharply, "Who is coming, tell me your name!"

The man glanced at him, and the sentinel suddenly seemed unable to think about things, and rushed to the side and violently raised the city gate.

The other sentryman on the opposite side of the door was also alarmed and shouted: "What are you doing, mangzi! Come up and open the door!"

"Who is out there, report yourself as soon as possible!"

After taking a look, he immediately lost consciousness and shook the wheel.

The people in the front camp in the village were drinking and eating meat around the fire, when they heard the gate booming up, their faces immediately changed.

"Without the order of the boss, who would dare to open the gate of the village?"

"Could it be possible that spies from the government have sneaked in?!"

"Copy guy, hurry up and stop eating!"

A group of people drew their swords and rushed over directly. Unexpectedly, there were no soldiers at the gate of the village, and only a man in black robe walked in.

"Who the fuck is that!!"

"Where are the sentries, what are the sentries doing!!"

"No matter what, just take his head off!"

Dozens of people rushed over, raising their knives to chop off the man's head.

Finally, Xie Xuechen stopped looking at people, looked straight ahead and continued walking, while raising a hand.

The moment he raised his hand, all the swords flew into the air, and a throat was wiped horizontally.

Blood from the throats of dozens of people poured into the air like a fountain, and the sound of screams and pain pierced the sky, startling the surrounding mountain birds.

With the Demon Lord's ability, even if he landed in the center without a sound, it would be the same if he found someone to take him away.

There was very little movement like that, very low-key.

But he didn't like it, he wanted to go in through the main entrance, and pretended to be cowardly today.

It's been a long time since I killed someone, but it's still a pleasure to do so.

More than a dozen girls were imprisoned in a cage //// naked, and they all turned pale with fright when they heard the horrifying roars outside.

Unexpectedly, the next moment the cage was shattered like powder, and a long black cloth suddenly fell from the sky for them to cover and escape.

-

Xie Xuechen was walking slowly alone, but his spiritual sense had already penetrated all the movements of the dozen or so nearby hills.

He hasn't fully recovered his skills, but it's already enough to deal with mortals who can't even arrange a barrier.

The screams of dozens of people in front of the camp were endless, which immediately aroused the vigilance of the middle and rear camps.

At the same time, all slave labor and prison children were released from the restraint, and the shackles were burned to ashes in the fire.

The guard saw the strange thing happening in front of his eyes, and immediately screamed out.

"Haunted, run away—"

"There is a ghost, it's amazing!!"

Before the accident outside, the leader of the horse bandit was drinking wine in the building and taunting the newly bundled scholars.

"A Juren like you, will the government personally pay to redeem you?"

The subordinate next to him laughed loudly: "If this is the case, we will definitely tie up a few more scholar tribute students in the future!"

"Fart, wouldn't it be more convenient to tie up the old man directly?"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Zhu was bound in the corner with his hands tied, not daring to move, silently wishing that the supernatural Xie Xinghua would come to save him.

Immediately afterwards, faint screams were heard.

...No, so fast?

Some minions rushed back to report the news with their faces covered in blood.

"Boss, run quickly, a monster has come in!!"

"He didn't do anything, just killed dozens of people, he seems to be a magnet!!"

The leader of the horse bandit spat with a livid face: "You have drunk too much horse urine, iron-absorbing stone essence, where is such a crap?"

The subordinates were also frightened crazy, full of thoughts of running away, and came up angrily: "Damn, believe it or not, I will run away and see you!!"

The man turned around and ran away, the leader of the horse bandit didn't have time to ask a few more questions, but he also heard crazy screams outside.

Strange to say, only screams were heard, and there was no sound of swords and swords.

A monster, or what the hell is it transformed from a magnet?

He motioned for the brothers to copy the guy, and one of his subordinates suddenly saw Lin Zhu in the corner.

"Could it be that he came to save him? Or the little girl who was tied up yesterday?"

The leader of the horse bandit looked at him with a stinky face: "Do you know monsters?"

Lin Zhu had just been beaten, and said honestly: "Maybe... I don't know if he is human."

"Fuck! Go out and have a look!"

-3-

When I went downstairs again, the hundreds of brothers in the middle camp were almost dead.

Not to mention the broken arms and limbs scattered all over the place, intestines and eyes can be seen everywhere.

In the middle of the river of blood and flames, a man stood still with his hands behind his back. His black robe was like a deep night, and the edge was like snow dust blown by the wind, shining with silver light.

He raised his eyes and saw the scholar in Tsing Yi with a knife on his throat in the crowd.

The head of the horse bandit was blown out when he came out, how could he expect that his hundreds of brothers would die in a moment, or die in pieces.

Even if it is killing people like hemp, it will kill dozens of people. I have never participated in a large-scale war, and I have never seen such a terrifying scene.

"You, you, you—" He was speechless, and scolded: "Are you crazy, what are you doing?!"

The man was not happy, he glanced at him and said nothing.

The subordinate next to him was also frightened and pressed his knife against Lin Zhu's throat: "You came here for this man, I tell you, don't move around!! His life is in my hands!!"

"Yes!!" The leader of the horse bandit was already peeing nervously, but he couldn't control it. He trembled while urinating: "Monster, don't mess around! We'll kill him at any time!!"

Lin Zhu looked at his wet pants silently, and finally felt comforted in his heart.

We are all mortals, that's all we can do.

Xie Xuechen chewed on the word "monster", and looked up at the shouting person next to Lin Zhu.

The man jumped into the sky together with the scholar, the weapon in his hand melted into a puddle of molten iron.

Where the bandits had seen a living monster, they all screamed.

"Mom, grandma, help me!"

"Monster!! He is a magnetite monster!!"

"Help, I still have a few more years to live, boss, hurry up and do something to fuck—"

Mozun smiled, first let the scholar float to the ground beside him, and then kindly looked at the horse bandit hanging upside down in the sky.

"Whose life do you think is in whose hands?"

Before the man opened his mouth to beg for mercy, the skin and clothes on his body began to fall off like a chicken being torn by hand.

Tear one piece, another tear one piece, and avoid the bones, so out of thin air, even the devil's claws can't be seen at all.

The bandit leader was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed, swearing that he would never do bad things in his life, and he would give up all his wealth, so he begged him to save his life.

Mozun was still tearing up the living person with his mind, and he threw it away when it was almost torn, looking at Lin Zhu.

The scholar had just been beaten, his face was bruised and purple, and there were stab wounds on his body.

He finally laughed.

Lin Zhu didn't know for a while whether the smile came from the joy after successfully rescuing the hostages, or the anger after seeing him in such a miserable state.

"Are you... happy or unhappy?"

"Happy." Mozun said honestly, "Seeing you in such misery, I feel relieved."

Lin Zhu: "??"

He finally set fire to the hero village, blew the leaves to signal all the horses to line up consciously, and came out of the mountain carrying the gold and silver treasures that the bandits had plundered for hundreds of years.

The two picked a horse each, and walked at the front of the horse team, with the will-o'-the-wisp leading the way far away.

Mozun was in a good mood after killing someone, and he didn't care about the fact that he came home too late.

As soon as he was in a good mood, he finally talked more.

"Seeing blood flowing into rivers and corpses all over the place, you have no fear at all, and you are still a bit promising."

Lin Zhu smiled.

"If you encounter famine and snowstorm a few more times, you won't be afraid of death."

"By the way, we have to go home and report a letter before going to the government."

Xie Xuechen finally took a look at him.

"To the government?"

"Of course." Lin Zhu was not very proficient in riding a horse for the first time. He controlled the reins in the way of riding a donkey, and reluctantly turned around to take a look: "Such a good horse with so much money must of course be confiscated and reimbursed to the court."

"..."

Xie Xuechen had no intention of sorting out those trivial things, but his spiritual sense was born with insight, and he even counted the cabbage in the cellar of the cottage when he was all over the mountains.

By the way, I took a look at the precise structure inside.

People's cellars also have secret doors and escape passages, and their house is also finished.

The pangolin fifteen miles away shuddered, and continued digging the soil with tears in its eyes.

When the horse team walked slowly to the entrance of Yuanbao Village, the village was immediately boiling, and people rushed to watch the excitement.

"Who's caravan is so lively—fuck you Lin Juren!"

"Fourth Aunt and Seventh Boss, Lin Juren is back, let everyone know!!"

"Didn't Lin Juren be caught by bandits?"

"It's Lin Juren!! He also brought a lot of horses!!"

"Hurry up and prepare the horse, hurry up and call the county magistrate!"

Lin Zhu dozed off on the horse's neck all the way, and finally woke up now, realizing more important things.

Seeing what the big man meant, he obviously didn't intend to explain what happened in the bandit village, but he still had to deal with the government office! !

Damn, it's difficult! !

The scholar looked at Mozun begging for help, and the latter shook his head indifferently, expressing that it had nothing to do with him.

Enthusiastic crowds have already flocked to the gate of the village, and some children crawled out of bed, with drool on their faces, about to ride a big horse.

"What's going on here?" The old woman was about to cry, "We were all afraid that something might happen to you. We didn't sleep well all night, so each family collected eight taels of silver!"

"You are not injured, child. What's the matter with these horses? What are they carrying?"

Lin Zhu was quick to wit, and forcefully said with a tense expression: "I cleverly used a trick to force the horse thieves to kill each other, and took the opportunity to run out with their gold and silver."

Everyone was in an uproar: "As expected of Lin Juren!!"

"He won the number one prize at the age of ten! The chief assistant of the former dynasty was the earliest at the age of eight, which is almost the same!!"

"This is too powerful, let them bite dogs, beautiful!"

"Tell me more, I want to tell the village storyteller!"

Lin Zhu got off the horse and thanked everyone, took the water and gulped it up, then saluted again.

"I have to bring these to the county magistrate..."

The county magistrate ran out in his nightgown, waving his hands and repeatedly refusing: "If you can't do it, I won't dare to accept it even if it is confiscated. You can take it to the prefect of Quzhou city!"

Lin Zhu's smile showed cracks.

Riding so fast, does he still have to ride dozens of miles before going to Quzhou City...

How dare the county magistrate offend the magistrate, for fear that the black hat would not be safe, he signaled his subordinates to bring out the donkey at home.

"Well, I will go to the city with you to report on my work, and you can tell me what happened on the way."

"Master, master, you go too! Hurry up, bring two donkeys!"

In the confusion, the devil finally took the time to explain.

"I'm going home to bed. You'd better be back before dark."

The scholar wanted to cry but had no tears: "Don't - come back!!"

Finally, under the leadership of the county magistrate and master, the horse team marched to Quzhou city in a mighty way before dawn.

On the road, a man who could ride a horse led a horse and rushed to the magistrate as quickly as possible to give an overview of the situation.

The magistrate threw dice with his concubines last night to play a game of promotion map until Yinshi, he had just fallen asleep, and his face was full of anger when he was woken up by his servants.

What's the matter? As for waking him up early in the morning, there is no rule at all!

It wasn't until the reporter rushed into the hall and told the size of the horse team that the magistrate was shocked and sent someone to greet him at the city gate.

The horse team marched into the city in a mighty way, and all the horses were BMW horses, not only with bridles and saddles, but also with heavy cargo on their backs.

The magistrate raised his chin and signaled his subordinates to go and check.

As soon as the box was opened, there was a lot of silver, tourmaline and rubies, gold bowls and chopsticks.

The subordinates' eyes were flooded at once, the master magistrate pretended nothing happened, and hid the rings and earrings in his arms, as well as the gold bars hidden in the sleeves of his boots.

As soon as the matter was reported, even the governor of the prefecture was alarmed, and came to inspect and accept it in the name of inspection. After dividing [-]%, [-]% was kept and handed over to Beijing Central.

The magistrate still had some conscience, and signaled the family to move the heavy box to the cellar and hide it, and asked the magistrate if he should reward some silver taels to reward the scholar for his eloquence and eliminate harm for the people.

"Naturally," Zhizhou suddenly became rich in the tens of thousands, and he was overjoyed and wrinkled his face with a smile: "Lin Juren is really capable, and his ability is not small, not small!"

"It's strange," the magistrate said in a low voice, "This man surnamed Lin, I heard that he was selected as a scholar at the age of ten, and he is very talented. not?"

Someone else interjected.

"I heard from my relatives that he seems to be naturally afraid of exams, and he is always so nervous that he can't write."

Only then did Zhizhou show a deep smile, and said: "If you can't write well, it will be better than mediocrity."

"This?"

"But he doesn't know how to be an official, so how can he write the right article."

"If you don't write the right article, how can you become an official?" Zhizhou said with a smile: "If you take the exam again next year, I'm afraid you won't pass!"

The magistrate laughed loudly and held him for a long time before sending him away.

"Remember to reward him with a hundred taels of silver, and say it was from the imperial court!"

"sure!"

After everyone had left, the magistrate asked his subordinates to take out 100 taels of official silver, and looked at it again and again.

Then shook his head: "No."

The man surnamed Lin was just talking. He was presenting high-ranking officials and counting accounts. He was so busy that he didn't make much money.

So he took half of the hundred taels away and asked the servant to take it away.

I thought again.

"No, no."

That Juren has neither father nor mother, but his family has an old mother to support him, and there are groups of children.

Another 30 taels were removed, leaving 20 taels.

That's it, it's cheap for him.

Lin Zhu waited in the yamen for a long time before receiving the silver and verbal awards. Seeing that it was already dark, Tongzhi County rushed home overnight.

He didn't sleep for two days, he was extremely tired, and when he thanked him, he just made a superficial salute.

When I went home again, the stars were in the sky, and the bright moon covered the clouds.

Normally, the scholar gave up the bed, and he slept on the mat in the courtyard, so he didn't care about it today, so he just pushed on the bed and asked him to move in.

He was drowsy and drowsy, and he didn't care about waking up the bloody and ruthless devil.

The latter snorted and made room for him to sleep on his back.

The scholar covered the quilt drowsily, and before going to sleep, he suddenly slapped Xie Xuechen on the shoulder.

"Hey."

"?"

"Are you a magnetite or not?"

"..."

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