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Chapter 40: The Bandit Who Robbed

The surrounding mountains are lonely, wild grass sways, and low mountains are towering. The green and green trees appear a little haze under the dark curtain. The drizzling sound of the water trickled up and went along the stream. The stones at the bottom of the river are no less dazzling than the stars in the sky under the reflection of the moonlight. The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars are shining, which is a starry night view. The cool breeze passes by, making the spring night look a little cold. Standing on the top of the hill, Ximen Qing feels a sense of openness.

However, this open-mindedness has not lasted for long, and it was dispersed by a clueless direction. [bsp;    Ximen Qing smiled bitterly and said, "A dime is hard to die for a hero, and this direction is hard to die for me. Ximen Qing! How can this wilderness go? It is hard to walk westward and return to Qinghe County?"

Just as Ximen Qing sighed, a slight spark suddenly lit up in his northeast. Although the spark was small, it was particularly eye-catching against the darkness, which immediately made Ximen Qing's eyes lit up.

"That's the light of the torch! There are people there! Hahaha, I finally found it. It's so fucking not easy! Huh? There are still many torches. Could it be that someone gets married and the whole village is celebrating? Then am I catching up with the time?" Ximen Qing said happily, touching his chin.

The place where the torch was lit, there was a large plain, with no hills and hills, and there was a river flowing by, which was just suitable for human habitation. However, the night was too dark and there was no light there, so it did not attract Ximen Qing's attention. Now that the torch lighted, Ximen Qing immediately saw through it.

In addition to being happy, Ximen Qing hurried down the mountain, got on the horse, turned around and rushed towards the torch starlight.

There was no road, Ximen Qing could only ride a horse on the weeds and mountains. Under the bumpy road, Ximen Qing walked around a small hill, passed through a small valley, and finally arrived at his destination. However, the scene in front of him was not the torch that raised high and celebrated the wedding, but the bandits raised their torches, surrounding dozens of poor people laughing wildly.

There were twenty bandits, all of them wore dust turbans, gray straight-seamed short shirts, cowhide boots under their feet, and all of them were sturdy, some had to hold long swords and poplar spears.

These bandits all have ferocious faces, cold-blooded and ruthless eyes, and have no humanity.

At this time, the leader of the bandits, a strong man wearing a scarlet shirt and golden ears, rode out on a horse, waved the Daguan knife in his hand, and said domineeringly: "You unruly people, dare not respect us. Do you want to die? Ah? Are the people in our Jinshan so easy to bully? Why don't you call out your treasure quickly, otherwise, I will slaughter your Shijia Village in blood!"

The people surrounding him were so scared that their bodies were trembling and they moved closer to each other, and they did not dare to look up at the fierce and vicious eyes of the strong man.

At this time, Baozheng from Shijia Village, a gray-haired and 60-year-old man stood up and bowed to the strong man and said, "Good your life, please spare me. How dare our Shijia Village look down on the king's village? Please forgive me! King, the people in our Shijia Village are poor, and they don't even eat enough food every year, let alone spare money. It is really difficult for each household to take out 100 taels of silver. If you beat us to death, you will not even beat us to death. Please be kind and spare us!"

"Can't you take it out? Humph, then kill me, kill one by one, and then search the whole village! Tonight, you will destroy the village!" The strong man raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly.

"Damn it!" Ximen Qing was so proud that he held the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand with hatred. How could such a beastly bandit be spared? If he was not here today, wouldn't everyone in his village have to die at that time?

Just when Ximen Qing was about to rush to the horse, a figure suddenly flew out of Shijia Village. At the same time, a spear stabbed out and poked the strong man's head.

The bandit leader narrowed his eyes, looked at the long spear flying in and laughed, saying, "Oh? Are there any capable people in your Shijia Village? You dare to attack me, you really don't want to live anymore! I was still joking just now, but now, no one in your Shijia Village can live. When I kill this beast, I will kill all of you all the messes!"

After saying that, the bandit leader waved his sword and met the figure.

"bump!"

After the two of their weapons suddenly collided, the bandit leader took off his big sword and sat down. The figure that was attacking was knocked away by the huge thrust brought by the slash of the big sword, and he took a few steps back before stopping.

At this time, the figure's appearance was revealed.

This man is in his twenties, under thirty years old. Although he is not old, his face is a bit dusty. You can tell at first glance that he is an old man. What is strange is that this man looks very sharp, his eyes are bright, his nose is very big, his limbs are slender, and his long beards are growing under his nose, which looks very alternative.

The man looked at the bandit leader angrily and shouted: "Jinshan, what do you want to do? You dare to come and rob my Shijia Village, really don't want to live? Do you believe it or not, I stole all the gold and silver from your Jijinshan and stole all your wife's bellyband!"

The bandit leader named Jinshan said, laughed, licked his lips, and said, "Who am I at that time? It turned out to be Shi Qian, why are you back? Oh, did you get rich outside, so you are back? Our brothers from Jinshan have long admired your name, "Gumbo fleas, since you have got rich, then take out the silver. There are more than 80 people in your Shijia Village, and you can only take 80,000 taels. If you can't take it out, hum, I don't care what kind of flea you are, I have to die for you!"

"You..." Shi Qian was furious, but he had no choice. He was very skilled and dared to threaten anyone, but his other martial arts were sparse and ordinary, and only the best samurai. How could he compete with Jinshan, a samurai who made the big sword?

Shi Qian felt really uncomfortable when he thought of facing such a thing as soon as he got home. But there was no way. This was his own village, and he also had his own mother and father in it, so he couldn't ignore it!

Shi Qian said coldly: "Jinshan, don't bully people too much! You can kill everyone in my Shijia Village, but you can't hurt a hair. Do you believe it? If you dare to massacre my Shijia Village, then I will never end up with you. I will definitely pester you like an unjust soul to gather in Jinshan all day long. You should know my light skills. At that time, I will kill you and the Jin family to take revenge! In addition, 80,000 taels are too much. Not to mention my Shijia Village, even the big landlords in Yuncheng County can't take it out! I only have two thousand taels here, do you want it?"

After saying that, he took out a stack of silver notes from his arms. He was going to take back the 2,000 taels of silver notes to help Shijiacun, but he did not expect to encounter such a thing.

Kingsoft raised his eyebrows and began to think in his heart as Shi Qian looked at him.
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