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Chapter 2 A life in dire straits

Several people looked at Wu Yiping very vigilantly. Seeing that Wu Yiping was opening his mouth and staring blankly, the leading old man couldn't help but ask:

"Little baby, who are you? What are you doing in our Dafeng Village?"

"Blessed by the Bodhisattva, what's the situation...???"

Wu Yiping was even more surprised and his eyes were round. Because the old man in the lead spoke Mandarin with Cantonese voice;

Although Wu Yiping has been a soldier and is very steady in encountering problems, the current situation has caused Wu Yiping to unconsciously say that Bodhisattva blessing from his mouth.

A relatively tall villager next to the old man saw Wu Yiping just dazed and said something inexplicable. In addition, Wu Yiping was dressed very strangely, so he stepped forward and shouted:

"I'm asking you! Why don't you speak? Are you from Heihu Village? Humph! We just gave Xiao Jing, and there was nothing left in the village. You can leave quickly, otherwise we'll be polite."

After saying that, he shook the dark harpoon in his hand and took a step forward, as if as soon as Wu Yiping moved a little, he would poke a fork into his stomach. Wu Yiping was so scared that he hurriedly took a step back.

"Big Niu, speak well! Look at this doll, not like a gangster from Heihu Village, don't scare him."

The old man next to him saw that Wu Yiping was so scared that he took a step back. While saying, he raised his hand to stop the villagers holding the harpoon. Then he said to Wu Yiping:

"Little baby, don't worry! Tell me slowly if you have anything."

Wu Yiping, who didn't know where he was, turned his eyes and said:

"Uh! Old man, I... I went to sea with my relatives. I didn't expect that I would come here in a storm. Unfortunately, my family...ah..." While saying that, I thought to myself, "I'm not a lie, I'm really lying! I've really encountered wind and waves. I saw the tour guide being blown into the sky by the wind..."

"Oh! It seems that your family is a specialist in sea traveling to the sea? But I heard that the imperial court is banning the sea now, how can you still go out to sea?" After saying that, he stared at Wu Yiping with confusion.

"The court? The sea is forbidden? What do you mean by this? I heard it right!" Wu Yiping turned his eyes and said carefully:

"Old man, my family went out to sea to do business with my great-grandfather and settled overseas. Until now, our family has little assets; I have lived overseas before; this time I came back on a boat with my family, but I didn't expect that I had encountered wind and waves. I didn't know why I arrived at the beach, and I saw smoke from cooking here, so I walked here."

Wu Yiping was even more confused now, so his reply became blurred. This was his way of fooling his parents since childhood, making jokes, and not saying a word of affirmation. Fortunately, he just went into the water to push the rubber boat and wet his clothes. It hasn't been dry yet, so it seems that's the case.

"Oh! It turns out that he is a young man in trouble. Don't worry too much, your family will be lucky. Your good family will have a look of heaven." The old man had some ability to observe his expressions, plus Wu Yiping's sincere expressions learned from lying in a novel. Wu Yiping's clothes were indeed wet. So the old man basically believed Wu Yiping's words.

He bowed to Wu Yiping and said:

"I am the village chief Luo Ande. What is the name of the little brother?!"

"Ah! Old gentleman, you are so polite. Wu Yiping is here." Wu Yiping pretended to bow. Wu Yiping just wanted to figure out what was going on, so he became more and more polite to people.

"I think Brother Wu is tired too, so I might as well go to the village to rest first. If there is anything, it will not be too late to talk about it tomorrow. I will ask Daniu to wait on the beach. If you see your relatives or any situation, I will notify you immediately."

Mr. Luo saw that Wu Yiping was in a mess now, so he invited him.

This is really a sleepy encounter with a pillow. Wu Yiping couldn't ask for it. He thanked him and agreed immediately.

In a blink of an eye, Wu Yiping has been in Dafeng Village for three days.

Through the past few days of tentative inquiries, Wu Yiping has basically figured out the current situation.

It is around 1635 AD. Wu Yiping fell into the time tunnel and traveled through like a TV star called something. The heroine traveled to the Qing Dynasty with a player, and Wu Yiping traveled to the late Ming Dynasty with a warship that I don't know if it can be started.

What surprised Wu Yiping the most was where he is now. According to Mr. Luo, he should be in a certain place on Taiwan Island and under the jurisdiction of Jinjiang County, Quanzhou, Fujian; but the specific place is unclear, and it should probably be near Hualien County now.

But now this beautiful Taiwan Island no longer belongs to the Ming Dynasty. It has been occupied by the Dutch more than half of it.

Although Wu Yiping still feels that everything is still dreaming! But the surrounding environment reminds him that all this is real. Sitting on the beach and looking back at the boundless woods and mountains, Wu Yiping knew that from now on, he had bid farewell to an old past and came to an unknown ancient world!

In the past few days, in addition to taking what he wants from the villagers, he just pretends to be a vacation in a closed mountain village.

On that day, Wu Yiping was chatting while helping the old village chief to sort out the firewood. Suddenly, the village chief became noisy behind the village. The old village chief stood up and looked at the back mountain with a nervous face, as if something was wrong.

At this moment, an aunt-level figure ran down to the village chief, panting while breathing heavily while shouting anxiously: "Oh! Village chief, something is wrong. Those Tumen who were killed in heaven have come to steal people again, and they have snatched Cuihua. Go and have a look!"

After hearing this, the old village chief jumped up and ran to the back mountain regardless of his age. Wu Yiping also quickly followed him. While running, the village chief explained; Wu Yiping finally knew what was going on.

It turns out that at this time, there were already many indigenous people in Taiwan. They usually live in the mountains and hunt for a living. And they often robbed everywhere, robbing everything that can be gunned...

Since these people have been in a state of fighting for many years, they are extremely fierce and agile, which is not something ordinary villagers can deal with.

The old village chief was so anxious that his mouth was blistering! "They have visited Dafeng Village three times. Unexpectedly, it came again, and this time he caught Cuihua."

I soon arrived at the back mountain and saw more than ten people fighting in the distance, wearing navy blue clothes and shaved half of their heads; on the other hand, there were residents of Dafeng Village. In the distance, two people were running with a green flower and were about to enter the woods.

Since it is time to work in the mountains, many villagers are not there, and the number of villagers among all the fighters is small. They are not as good as the other party, and the number is even smaller. So someone was soon injured. A villager was not in a hurry to hide and was cut in his chest and abdomen. Blood was splattered all over the place, and the contents in his stomach could be clearly seen.

"How is this! This really became a forced robbery in broad daylight, and even murdering people!!" Wu Yiping was furious. Without thinking, he grabbed a harpoon on the ground and rushed out.

The enemy on the opposite side had long noticed that someone had arrived. Just as Wu Yiping rushed down, they had already divided the two of them to stop Wu Yiping. Looking at the people wearing navy blue clothes in front of them, Wu Yiping used the harpoon as a bayonet, and as soon as he arrived, he stabbed straight in front of him like the other person's chest and abdomen.

The other party was using a scimitar, and he was not panicked when he saw Wu Yiping stabbing. The scimitar passed from the lower left to the upper right, and immediately led Wu Yiping's harpoon to the edge of the enemy. If he hadn't practiced, he might have hit the enemy's knife because he couldn't hold back. Wu Yiping hurriedly turned right for half a circle before he opened the distance.

"Damn, I've met a trained this time!" Just based on the other party's actions just now, Wu Yiping could feel that these barbarians were definitely ten times more dangerous than the villagers of Dafeng Village. Their movements were simple but superb, extremely fierce, and had a kind of murderous aura. They must have been trained through countless life-and-death battles, and were completely aimed at killing people. The villagers have not yet been defeated, and they are completely supported by the belief of saving people.

Even though Wu Yiping is a vanguard and a special combat expert, he has quite confident in the strength and fighting skills he practiced in the army, his fighting experience is still on the comrades-in-arms. He has never really killed anyone. Therefore, when facing these battles, some dogs bite hedgehogs and don’t know how to feel. His 100-point ability can only be used to fifty.

But now is definitely not the time to think about it, because the villagers next to him are already in danger. Wu Yiping whistled the harpoon from left to right, and when he looked powerful, the two barbarians on the opposite side chose to take a step back.

When they think about it, when Wu Yiping's power is exhausted, it is when they kill their opponents in one fell swoop.

But they didn't expect that the momentum seemed to be weak. Wu Yiping followed up as they retreated, and then kicked the man on the left side with all his strength. This was the skill he learned in the army.

The opponent thought that Wu Yiping could attack so suddenly, and was hit hard, and then held the strange forward bent leg to the ground.

With one move, Wu Yiping couldn't help but feel proud. He even felt that his evaluation of them was too high just now. This pride made him feel a little nervous, but at this moment, another person on the other side suddenly burst out and rushed towards Wu Yiping at a very fast speed. A bright light flashed, and the scimitar in this person's hand was already close to Wu Yiping's left shoulder.

Wu Yiping turned around suddenly and threw the harpoon in the direction of the scimitar, but his body rolled forward along the other's scimitar. With a "click", the harpoon's wooden handle was cut off by one knife, and a wound mark that had just scratched the skin appeared from the left shoulder to the vest as Wu Yiping rolled. Although the wound was not fatal, it was enough to scare Wu Yiping. If the movement was a little slower, the power of this knife would be enough to remove Wu Yiping's arm.

Wu Yiping rolled a few times, supported his hands on the ground, then quickly twisted his waist, kicked his hind legs, and then rushed forward. However, the other party obviously didn't want to let him go simply. The movement was not slow at all, and almost at the same time, the scimitar waved towards Wu Yiping.

They were as fast as lightning in these few strokes, and they really fought hard.

"Is that! Can't you throw it away?"

Wu Yiping's cold sweat wet his vest. This person was far stronger and more cunning than he thought. Wu Yiping has been being beaten and has no chance to turn around.

He rushed to the left, then kicked hard on the ground with his left foot. Suddenly, Wu Yiping's speed increased to the limit, pulled a z-shaped figure, and suddenly rushed out with his right hands and feet.

The Yiren following him sneered. Can he deceive himself with such superficial false actions? Go to the right without hesitation...

The sneer of the Yi Ren was frozen on his face. Because Wu Yiping was also making a false move to the right. He had just rushed out two meters to the right and made two long scratches on the ground. He stopped in place, just avoiding the scimitar waving from behind;

Looking at the arm holding a scimitar from his eyes, Wu Yiping used his hands to grab his wrist, twisted it hard and turned back, and his back hit the other side, and the huge force made the other person lose balance;

The other party had never encountered such a fighting action that had been tempered for a long time, and he didn't know how to deal with it. He was immediately rushed to the ground with his backwards and face down. Before he could make any moves, his fierce elbow had already hit his ear; he fainted without even humming.

There was no time to enjoy the joy of victory, nor to see how his injuries were. Wu Yiping picked up a scimitar from the ground and joined the battle group on one side.

After losing, in less than ten minutes, the eight arrogant indigenous barbarians fell down under the desperate attack of the same number of ordinary villagers. Although these villagers were vulnerable to the eyes of those barbarians and were not worthy of carrying their shoes; however, when Wu Yiping joined and when Wu Yiping became more and more convenient, the arrogant barbarians were cut down to the ground one by one.

The surrounding villagers, the old village chief and some aunt-level figures carefully surrounded them. They first carried all the injured villagers down. Then they flipped the other party's bodies to see if there were any other people who were spared.

Wu Yiping didn't care about this, but pulled two relatively strong villagers and Cuihua's father to chase the forest. The Yi people carrying Cuihua had just entered the forest not long ago, and now they are chasing them immediately and are likely to catch up.

Wu Yiping has always been there, and several people acted separately and should be able to quickly discover the enemy. However, before he had walked for a long time, Wu Yiping heard Cuihua's heart-wrenching crying. He quickly ran to the direction of the crying. When he arrived, Wu Yiping was stunned. Cuihua's father was holding Cuihua in his arms and crying bitterly. Cuihua's throat had been cut open, and he had completely lost his life. His eyes were staring at the top of the woods with a dull look...
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