The sky gradually darkened. Chen Mo sat on the donkey cart boredly. He turned to look at the group of people on the other side of the bridge and said, "Uncle Yang, what do you think this Taiping Sect is going to do? There have been followers since two months ago.

Going north, won’t they farm?”

"Who knows?" Uncle Yang shook his head, he didn't care about this.

The tenants on the side came up and laughed and said: "I heard that the great virtuous master is going to preach in person in the north and summon the Yangzhou believers to come over."

"But aren't the Taiping Sect believers spread all over the world? Why not gather the local believers and instead let the Jiangdong believers run all the way to the north?" Chen Mo couldn't accept this explanation. Isn't this unnecessary?

"I don't know. I just heard in the city that many Xuzhou believers said that the sky is dead, that Huang Tian should stand, and that at the age of sixty, the world will be auspicious." The tenant shook his head and said.

"What do you mean?" Dalang looked at Chen Mo in confusion.

"When the people from the Taiping Sect came to preach before, they said that Heaven is dead, but this Huang Tian should stand..." Chen Mo turned to look at Uncle Yang. He only listened for one day, but later because of the obstruction of the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and Chen Mo's opposition to

The Taiping Sect felt repulsed, so they didn't listen.

"I remember when they said that the sky is dead, but the sky will not die, just like the emperors change in the world, Huangtian will replace the sky." Uncle Yang recalled carefully: "That's all I remember."

He was good at hunting in the mountains or fighting with people, but these things were not his specialty. He could only remember these things because those Taiping Cult people told him repeatedly.

"When Uncle Yang said this, I also remembered that they said this." Dalang patted his head and said.

The sky is dead, should the yellow sky stand?

Chen Mo looked at Uncle Yang and said, "If I remember correctly, next year will be the year of Jiazi."

"Yes." Uncle Yang nodded.

"What's the connection between this?" Chen Mo couldn't figure out what the meaning of this sentence was.

"What's the use of thinking about this?" Dalang shook his head and said, "Ergou, are we just going to waste time with them like this? If it's later, I'm afraid we won't be able to go back tonight."

People have trouble seeing at night and have been spending time here. They can't even think of leaving tonight. It's so cold that they will freeze to death if they sleep outside all night.

When Chen Mo heard this, he turned his head and glanced at the group of people, then looked at Uncle Yang.

"Don't look at me. It's easier to call me directly." Uncle Yang shook his head and said.

"We don't want to spend the night in this wilderness, and they definitely don't want to either." Chen Mo stood up and said, "Uncle Yang, let's form a circle around the donkey cart and cook something to make them think we really want to spend the whole time with them.

Go down and see who rushes first!"

They are afraid of the cold, and the other party is not invulnerable, so they must be afraid too. If they pretend to be ready to spend the night here, they don't believe that the other party can still sit still.

"We don't really want to spend the night here, do we?" Dalang said with a bitter look on his face when he heard this.

"Let's see if they are willing." Chen Mo wasn't sure either. He just deduced based on some of his habits. As for whether the other party would be what he thought, it was hard to say. He just gave it a try.

"Do as Ergou said. You two go to the river to fetch water together. Stay away from those people. If they want to find trouble, run back immediately." Uncle Yang thought for a while and said, mainly because they also want to

Nothing can be done.

"I'm going too!" Dalang took off the water bag from the donkey cart and followed several tenants to the river. Uncle Yang led the others to start lighting a fire and formed a circle around the donkey cart.

On the other side, on the bridge, a group of people saw that they were fetching water and lighting fires. A skinny man frowned and said, "Brother, these people don't really want to spend the night here, do they?"

"This..." The leading man frowned when he heard this. If they really stayed here overnight, they would bring several carts of supplies, but there would be nothing at home. If they were to go back, then what on earth were they doing with such a big fanfare today?

If they go back, they may not have to come out for a month or two. Do they have to wait that long?

"Let's go!" After hesitating for a moment, he saw that the group of brothers behind him began to become dissatisfied. The big man suddenly felt that he had made a very stupid decision. If he had known this, it would not have been better to take action from the beginning.

At that moment, a group of people headed over there in great force.

"Here we come!" Behind the donkey cart, Chen Mo, who had been paying attention to the movements of this group of Taiping cultists, saw a flash of joy in his eyes and turned to Uncle Yang and said, "Uncle Yang, be prepared. Can you take that person down later?"

It's up to you to capture him."

Uncle Yang nodded when he heard this, stood up with the other two hunters, came to the back of the donkey cart, looked at the Taiping believers who were surrounding him, took a deep breath and said, "What do you want?"

"I think this kid looks familiar, so tell him to come over!" The leading man looked at Chen Mo and grinned.

"Why should I listen to you?" Uncle Yang held Chen Mo's shoulders, turned over and jumped out from behind the donkey cart. As he walked, he frowned and looked at the people around the man. There were seven of them, but they looked like they were mostly idle men. This kind of people

, usually shows off his power, but he really has no ability to use his hands. Afterwards, a group of people followed him sparsely, and it looked quite intimidating when he saw that there were so many people.

"There are many of us!" the man chuckled.

Two other hunters had also climbed out from behind the donkey cart, and several other tenants began to drive away the donkey cart.

"It may not be useful in large numbers." Uncle Yang grinned and suddenly quickened his pace. The other two hunters had been cooperating with Uncle Yang all year round and had a tacit understanding. Seeing Uncle Yang quicken his pace, they also hurried forward.

"What are you doing?" The man finally realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat, but Uncle Yang had already taken a few steps to catch up to him, grabbed the other man's collar and dragged him back.

"Let go!" Several other people were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but were overtaken by two hunters who followed closely, and they were punched and kicked.

These people are usually marginalized figures in their respective villages. They idle around all day long and don't have much strength. They fight with these hunters who have been fighting ferocious beasts all year round. They are no match for them. In just a few moments, they are beaten until they cry for father and mother and run away in embarrassment.

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"Don't move!" Uncle Yang kicked the leader in the crook of his leg, causing him to kneel on the ground. He looked back at the crowd and said solemnly.

A group of idle men didn't have much fighting spirit. Now that the leader was captured alive, they were still unwilling to continue fighting. They stopped silently one by one and formed a circle, but they didn't know what to do.

"Brother, we didn't mess with you. If you don't want to make friends, just put it bluntly. Why bother?" The leading man still had the prestige before and said with a smile on his face.

"Hey, our road has been blocked. If I hadn't taken you, how could we have escaped so easily?" Uncle Yang sneered. Seeing Chen Mo coming over with a hemp rope, he looked at him approvingly and used the hemp rope.

He tied the other man's arms with a rope, poured water on him, and then let him go, letting the two tenant farmers watch him.

"If you want to pass, just tell me, we will make way for you, why do you need to do this?" The man glared at Chen Mo fiercely, then turned to Uncle Yang and said.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing that the people around him really didn't dare to take action, Uncle Yang directed everyone to cross the bridge. When he saw that there were still people blocking the bridge, he glared. Those people didn't need the leading man to say anything, so they just got out of the way and watched helplessly.

Everyone Li Kai.
Chapter completed!