Dalang has become much less talkative. He is not as chatty as he used to be. Ever since he settled down with Chen Mo, he would find a stone to polish his hatchet when he had nothing to do. In fact, everyone is changing.

Under the pressure of survival, if you don't change, you will die.

I can’t remember why they broke up so unhappy. Although it was only a month or two, in Chen Mo’s mind, what happened seemed to have been a long time ago. Now they are gradually reuniting, with only one purpose.

Stay alive!

Chen Mo was going to look for the people who were still alive. In the current situation, if they, orphans and widowers, wanted to avoid being bullied, they must have more people hugging each other, otherwise one day people from the Taiping Religion would come here and rob his mother.

Kiss or Aunt Cai, Chen Mo may not be able to change anything even if he tries his best.

Outside the hay shed that has been reinforced several times, Chen Mo took a few wooden sticks and polished them carefully. Bows and arrows are his best weapons now. Although he can't get a better one now, even if it is

Short bow wooden arrows can kill people if they are shot in the right place. When nothing happens, Chen Mo will make more wooden arrows for himself. For this reason, he also has a skill to make wooden arrows. Although the level is a bit low, at least he can make them.

The wooden arrows can be used, that's enough.

The crowd in the distance became chaotic, as if someone from the Taiping Sect was coming.

"Brother Mo, Brother Dalang! Run!" Dui ran over in a hurry.

"What happened?" Chen Mo stood up and asked with a frown.

"People from the Taiping Sect are here to arrest people!" Ah-Dai came to Chen Mo's side and gasped.

"There must be a reason for arresting this person, right?" Chen Mo comforted Heizi and frowned. He had just arrived and hadn't had time to do anything dirty yet. It was unlikely that the Taiping Sect would come to arrest him because of this.

"I didn't hear this clearly, but they are indeed here to arrest people." Ah-Dai shook his head in confusion.

"You guys watch here, I'll go take a look!" Chen Mo handed the short knife to his mother, put the polished wooden arrows in the quiver on his back, and walked over there.

"I'll go with you!" Dalang also stood up, carrying a hatchet, and the hatred in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow.

"You're like this, don't go. I don't trust Ah-Dai alone." Chen Mo glanced at Dalang and shook his head. Dalang now had a hatred for the Taiping Religion all over his body. He still hadn't figured out what was going on.

What happened? Dalang is prone to bad things now and in the past.

Although Chen Mo is two years younger than Da Lang, perhaps because he has never experienced the tragedy of his parents being murdered in front of his eyes, although Chen Mo's temperament has changed, it has not become as extreme as Da Lang's. He is more stable and more mature.

Be calm and don't directly think about extreme things when encountering problems.

However, it was difficult for him to tell Dalang directly about these issues. He could only put it another way. After reaching the second level, the bewitching skill did not give Chen Mo any information like other skills, but Chen Mo would speak more tactfully.

"Yes, Dalang, Duan is still young and ignorant, and we need a man to take care of us here." Aunt Cai on the side helped.

"Then be careful." Dalang responded in a dull voice and continued to sharpen his hatchet.

Chen Mo nodded, picked up a stick and walked towards the hustle and bustle of the crowd. Before he even got close, a smell of blood came over him. These days, Chen Mo was very sensitive to the smell of blood.

"We fought tooth and nail for you. You killed people in the back, but now you are still killing people. I will fight with you!" In the crowd, Chen Mo saw a burly man roaring at the dozen or so Taiping cultists around him.

, at his feet, a Taiping cultist was stabbed through the chest and lungs by a dung fork, and he could not survive. Afterwards, a group of people followed him, looking at the group of people menacingly.

"You assassinated our soldiers on the battlefield, and someone has already seen it! If you kill someone, you should pay with your life!" The Taiping believers obviously did not expect that these people would have the courage to resist, but their momentum was not weak. They were all trained believers.

Or maybe he was a hunter from various places. Different from ordinary believers, Chen Mo saw Uncle Yang and Uncle Li in that group of people.

"He killed my father, why shouldn't I avenge him?" The man's eyes were red, he pulled out the dung fork from the man's chest, picked up a pile of blood, pointed at the group of people from a distance and said: "I also

I never thought that I would sacrifice my life for you. It was you who drove us to the battlefield. My father did not die in the hands of others, but in the hands of you group of traitors. Now you want me to pay for it with my life. Okay, then come,

Even if you die today, I won’t ask you to wait for a better life!”

"Are you going to seek death with him!?" The general frowned, not because of the dozen or so people across from him. The Taiping Cult warriors were either trained or powerful hunters recruited from various places. Three or five of them would be enough.

These people were cleaning up. What really made him hesitate was the people around him. The people around him had begun to gather here, and with the man's words, an invisible anger was brewing. It was invisible and insubstantial, but it could be clearly felt.

arrive.

"Looking for death?" A person behind the man sneered: "If I don't die today, I will die tomorrow. You destroy my house. Instead of starving to death, I might as well fight with you today!"

It is an exaggeration to say that if one person fights tooth and nail, he is invincible, but when it really reaches that point and everyone ignores it, the overwhelming energy is extremely permeable.

After Chen Mo determined that it had nothing to do with him, he watched this scene with great interest, and at the same time thought about it in his mind, how should he deal with this kind of thing if he were in the position of the Taiping Sect?

More and more people gathered around, and some even started to make noises. After all, although the Taiping Sect's soldiers were very strong, they were still few in number. Now when so many people started to make noises one by one, the scene gradually became uncontrollable.

In fact, the contradiction has already existed, but it has been suppressed. Now, with the Taiping Sect's relentless pursuit, the anger that has been suppressed in everyone's hearts has finally been ignited.

Chen Mo was in the crowd and looked at Yang Mao and Li Jiu with a worried look. Even if Uncle Yang and Uncle Li could fight, if so many people really took action, I'm afraid...

"Pfft~" Just when Chen Mo was thinking about whether there was a chance to save Uncle Yang and Uncle Li in the chaos, someone from behind the Taiping Cult shot an arrow, and one arrow hit the chest of the strong man holding a dung fork, followed by dozens of Taiping Cultists.

They rushed out from both sides, and without any explanation, they slashed at the dozens of people.

There wasn't even any room to fight back. A dozen men were chopped to death. Zhou Fang slowly walked out of the rear formation, his cold eyes scanning the surroundings. The anger that had already been faintly aroused gradually increased as more than a dozen people were killed.

After such a clean and neat beheading, it dissipated instantly.

"Is there anything else?" Zhou Fang looked around and frowned.

"No, this is the last one." The general shook his head.

"Withdraw your troops. If anyone makes trouble again, they will be killed immediately!" Zhou Fang snorted coldly, turned around and walked back. His voice came from far away: "Have someone hang up these corpses!"
Chapter completed!