Xu Fengnian didn't seem to mind that his clothes had been touched until they were dirty and dirty. He only used the embroidered dagger to knock the young man's head lightly and scolded with a smile, "Go away, last time you guys robbed me. This time it's me who should rob you guys."
More than ten ragged thieves jumped out of the dense forest. None of them weighed more than 150 kilograms. They were all poor, old and young. Most of them were wearing their own woven straw sandals. A few of them had weapons in their hands, but they were only carrying wooden spears and sticks. Compared to the group that attacked the Taoist temple at night, there was a world of difference. The leader, Old Meng, was a skinny old man who weighed more than 100 kilograms. He rubbed his eyes and finally recognized that the young man was the Hsu Fengnian that he had chased half a mountain away. He then looked at the majestic retainers on horses in fear. He carefully took two steps forward and asked from afar, "Hsu Fengnian, let's make things clear first. You spent all your money in the past few years. I only have one life left. If you want to take it, take it. If you frown, I will change my surname to yours!"
Hsu Fengnian looked around. Little Hawthorn, the timid Old Meng, Liu Lu, the man who loved his wife the most, Cripple Kong, and many other familiar faces were still there. They were all alive.
Xu Fengnian's smile was intoxicating. He hugged Little Hawthorn's small body and said loudly, "Old Man Meng, look at you. Even your stockade has been taken away by others, and you still want to pretend to be a hero in front of me. Damn you, don't pretend to be a fool in front of me. Go, pick a place near the water and I'll take you guys to eat your fill."
Old Meng timidly said, "Hsu Fengnian, did you become a bailiff in the government office? Do you want to wipe us out? "
Hsu Fengnian glared at him and scolded, "Nonsense. I came here to enjoy the scenery and see if I could meet you. Before I went up the mountain, I was wondering if you had starved to death. Now it seems that you are not far from it. You're the First Master, and I feel ashamed for you! "
Old Meng's subordinates, Reed Pole, burst into laughter, making Old Meng, who has no dignity, feel very embarrassed. Old Meng smiled embarrassedly and said, "Hey, it's hard for a hero to stand out in this world. You little brat, your mouth is still unforgiving. Well, let's go."
Yu Youwei's eyes widened, and Shu Xiu's charming face stiffened.
Jiang Ni's little head peeked out from behind the curtain. He just couldn't understand what was going on.
Old Meng led the way to a picturesque place near the water. There were a few shabby thatched huts, with some ragged clothes hanging on the bamboo poles. If this was considered as occupying a mountain and becoming a king, who in the world would be willing to be a bandit?
Yang Qingfeng, who came and went like a ghost, came out with countless game animals. This group of bandits, who had worked hard to set ten traps but still couldn't catch a single wild rabbit or pheasant, were drooling.
Hsu Fengnian sat on a stone by the stream. Little Hawthorn lay behind him and hugged Hsu Fengnian's neck, ignoring Old Meng's enthusiasm. Hsu Fengnian teased, "Well, Old Meng, you're the leading hero of Mount Qingcheng. What are you afraid of? Little Hawthorn is braver than you."
Little Hawthorn laughed happily and said, "I told Old Meng to give me the position of the First Master. How could he be willing to do that? He insisted on waiting for a few more years."
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said with a smile, "He was lying to you. Did you really believe him? Why don't you come down the mountain with me? I'll take you to eat fish and meat every day. "
Little Hawthorn secretly turned to look at a few fairy sisters not far away and said, "Forget it. I grew up on this mountain. If I leave, Old Meng will die of grief. But Hsu Fengnian, who are those sisters to you? They're so pretty! They're much prettier than Little Que 'er from Liu Lu Wei's family. "
A young girl of twelve or thirteen years old put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "What did you say, stupid Hawthorn?!"
Hsu Fengnian turned to look and said in surprise, "Little Que 'er, you're all big girls now. Come, stand closer and let Brother Xu take a closer look."
Little Hawthorn secretly told, "Hsu Fengnian, Que 'er likes you a lot. I've heard her talking in her sleep a few times."
The little girl, whose skin was tanned by the sun, blushed. She must have accidentally seen Yu Youwei and the other girls and felt a little inferior and timid. She just stood far away and did not dare to get close to Hsu Fengnian. When she was young, Brother Xu taught her to play a little tune with a leaf. She learned it for a long time and now she had mastered it. When there was no one around, she would secretly play it a few times.
He used to make a promise that he would come and see her when she grew up.
Hsu Fengnian finally tricked the shy Little Que 'er to sit beside him. They ate Old Meng's best smoked and roasted game together. The little girl had really grown up. She knew how to chew slowly without showing her teeth. Hsu Fengnian saw that Old Meng's eyes were blank and full of fear. He frowned and asked, "Is there something on your mind, Old Meng? Tell me about it. "
Old Meng squeezed out a smile and shook his head.
Little Hawthorn, who was chewing on a wild munch, could not hold back her words. Her eyes turned red and she said sadly, "Hsu Fengnian, we owe them money. If we can't pay them back, they will take Que 'er away! The last time they came, they tore down our house and said that if we can't pay them back in two days, they will make Que 'er their maid! "
Hsu Fengnian smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll help you pay them back. When you robbed me in the past, you said that I was one of the wealthiest young masters in the world. It wasn't a lie. "
Old Meng said softly, "It's no use. We owe them more than twenty taels of silver. Furthermore, they are not after the money. They just want to take Que 'er away. You know that daughters are more precious than anything else in the mountains. Liu Lu and I have discussed it. At most, we will fight with our lives on the line. When the time comes, we will let Little Hawthorn take Que 'er and escape down the mountain. Old bones like us won't be able to move, and we don't want to leave either. After all, we have been here for more than twenty years. We can't bear to leave. We are just waiting for the day when we die on the mountain. Hsu Fengnian, Old Meng knows that you have some silver and I appreciate your kindness. However, those people are not kind people. They kill and burn without blinking. I don't know how many girls have been harmed by them. After you finish eating, you should leave quickly. It's best if you don't even want to stay on Mount Qingcheng. It's not peaceful. "
Hsu Fengnian asked, "You owe them money. Was it the First Master who used a pair of axes?"
Old Meng said with lingering fear, "That's not the case. If it were those people, we would have died long ago. Old Meng would rather starve to death than borrow money from them. Sigh. A good man takes responsibility for his actions. Old Meng has been sloppy all his life. Fortunately, I still have these old brothers. Hsu Fengnian, Old Meng boldly asks you to take care of Little Hawthorn and Que 'er. It's easy to feed poor children, but I beg you not to let them become slaves. When we went up the mountain, we still had the backbone of men. We can't live backward. Just don't let them starve to death. If you are willing, Old Meng will kowtow to you. I don't mind kneeling for this great kindness! "
Hsu Fengnian was expressionless.
Old Meng looked bitter.
Lü Qiantang bowed and said, "There are more than ten new people."
Hsu Fengnian made a cold gesture of cutting his throat.
Old Meng was dumbfounded.
Hsu Fengnian frowned and asked, "Mount Qingcheng is so chaotic. Doesn't Prince Qingcheng know how to do something about it?"
Old Meng said bitterly, "Why would he care? Those immortals in Qingyang Palace don't care about the lives of ordinary people."
Hsu Fengnian stood up and patted Little Hawthorn's head. He then took Que 'er's small hand that was not delicate at all and said with a smile, "I used to carry you on my back. Now that you are a girl, I can't carry you on my back anymore. Your father will fight me with a hoe. Let's go. Take Que 'er to Qingyang Palace to see the immortals. "
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