Silver hates one thing.

——That is, the bad guys are not completely bad enough.

Isn’t this kind of scene often present in film and television dramas?

The bad guys have done a lot of disgusting things and what they should be cut into pieces.

But at the last moment of meeting the protagonist.

He knew he was wrong, and he made up his mind to correct his repentance.

Then in order to show his kindness, the protagonist forgave the bad guy again.

At this point, the bad guy and the protagonist became companions and survived.

Bai Yin disgusted with such a plot, and he hated the plot of forgiving the evil people on behalf of the victim without authorization.

It is even more disgusting than if the invaders could not beat him again if they raised their hands to surrender.

So when the villagers act too much and even have no intention of repentance, they become worse and worse.

Instead, he was a little happy. In this way, he would not have much burden on what he did next.

——

Baiyin knew that he was not a good person.

So if one day he does something excessive to others, it becomes the target of others' hatred.

Even if the man put the knife around his neck.

Silver will not beg for mercy.

He will not choose to pray for forgiveness from his original actions, so as to achieve the purpose of survival.

Silver always thinks carefully when doing something.

So, if he brings tragedy to others.

Then he was mentally prepared to be killed since he did that.

Kneel down, beg for mercy, repent, and pray for the other party to forgive you?

How is that possible!

Baiyin's mental cleanliness does not allow him to be so hypocritical.

so……

The result is nothing more than life or death.

After all, no killer has a purely good person?

——

After searching in the village chief’s house for a long time, I found that most of the things had been taken away.

It's like a big sweep of bandits entering the village.

So much so that even the daily necessities that the village chiefs are urgently needed now cannot be found.

——For example, pots, pans, etc.

Fortunately, Baiyin was ready to leave early. When he left, he hid a bag of rice in the corner of the haystack in the cowshed.

It's a hundred kilograms.

Now, this bag of rice is the tool he uses to collect supplies.

I found a cart in the corner of the yard and put the rice on the cart.

I found another bucket and Xiaoluo, and with these things, Baiyin went to the central square of the village.

On the way to the square, they were seen one after another by a group of people.

These people's eyes dodged somewhat.

But when Bai Yin looked smiling, he seemed to have not noticed that the car had been smashed.

These people became a little more natural.

The bag of rice on the cart was conspicuous.

In addition, the tyrant pushed in front, Bai Yin followed behind and then beat the gong after walking for a few meters.

It attracted a lot of people to watch.

Finally, the two parked their carts in the central square of the village.

Baiyin stood there and saw that there were not many people watching around.

So he followed the ancient hawkers to beat the gong and shouted with a smile:

"Come on, come on, take a look!

I have collected mice and collected fresh mice. I can live and die, and I can do the big and small, as long as the fresh ones are fine.

A mouse is half a pound of rice.

Is there anything you want to change!!!”

Baiyin shouted very hard.

Fortunately, his shouting was proportional to the reward.

I heard that some people exchange rice for mice, and villagers who like to take advantage of the benefits all brought mice to exchange rice.

Some people keep mice at home because mice are now a stable source of meat.

Some people went directly to tear down nearby rat nests and tried to catch a few mice and exchange them for rice.

In short, the villagers either carried living mice or dead mice.

After working hard for most of the day until dusk, the rice had been divided.

And the silver also got a bucket of fresh mice, all of which were very small.

Some live, but most of them are dead.

Of course, the living were also cut to death by a dagger before entering the bucket, so they are all dead now.

"Little brother, why are you collecting so many mice?"

A middle-aged woman couldn't help asking, Bai Yin smiled and said:

“My dad likes to eat jerky rat meat.

So, just take some back and eat them as dry rats.”

Anyway, just make up.

Fortunately, the aunt just asked casually and didn't say much.

——

Baiyin carried a bag when he returned to the village chief's house.

And that bag is full of materials for making corpse-inducing medicine.

It's just that the mice have insufficient brain mass.

The silver harvested from a large bucket of mice quickly returned to the village chief's house.

Light candles in the kitchen and cut mice.

Take out all the brains of the rat and put it in a large bowl.

Since the tyrant was drooling throughout the whole process, Baiyin specifically emphasized:

"Don't think about stealing it. God knows if these mice were killed by medicine.

If you are poisoned, I don’t have a machine to wash your stomach.”

The tyrant nodded, indicating that he knew, and then continued to drool.

The two of them worked in the kitchen for a long time, and finally got a big bowl of mouse brain.

Then, the two began to make corpse-inducing medicine.

But the problem lies in this place, and Baiyin found something was wrong.

Silver tells the tyrant drug formula comparison.

Then let the tyrant make corpse-inducing medicine in front of him.

But strangely, the drug ratio failed.

The medicine made by the tyrant was completely a bottle of inexplicable paste.

Baiyin did it himself again, and the corpse-inducing medicine was successfully made.

Colorless and transparent, it is really impossible to really induce corpse medicine.

After repeated experiments, Baiyin finally reached the conclusion.
To be continued...