Chapter 68 Guest in the Village

Chapter 68 Being a Guest in the Village

Looking at the other party, there are many people, but they are all three-legged cats. Looking at Yan Ziqi, they are at a low hand, but they can also swing back some people.

In contrast, everyone is still a little evenly matched. The advantage of being a lot of people is that you can pester each other.

There will always be some casualties against the enemy with real knives and guns, but naturally it is not Yan Ziqi and his party.

There are always people who want to get some benefits immediately. Although they can get close to the carriage, the two big cats in the carriage scare people to death as soon as they come out. With soft feet, Yan Cen naturally kicked him and let him fall to the ground.

This is not enough for a while, and no one can take advantage of Yan Qian.

However, Yan Chan can't do martial arts. This battlefield can only be limited to horse-drawn carriages and must be matched with two snow tigers.

Looking at Yan Ziqi's sideways swinging his sword, he kicking his legs, which really seems to be dancing,

" Stop, stop, stop all!" Just now, the fierce man suddenly said to his hand.

With this shout, the people in the fight immediately stopped and looked at him, not knowing why.

The fierce man stared at Yan Ziqi, but he was not sure. He carefully asked Yan Ziqi, "Are you the famous master of the pavilion?"

Yan Zi smiled and nodded, "It's right here."

The fierce man staggered, and the axe in his hand was not very stable. He hurriedly said to Shenghou, "Come on, hand over all your weapons and invite Mr. Dance to the cottage as a guest! It's delicious and entertaining."

In the face of this emergency, everyone still can't fully understand it. Even Yan Ziqi himself can't figure it out, because no matter how famous he is, it is that others know him, and he doesn't know others.

The warm invitation of the fierce man made Yan Ziqi and his party unable to make face, so they could only follow the fierce man and other tough bandit thieves to the stockade.

The fierce man himself introduced that his surname was Sorghum and his name was Fan. Yan Cen's first reaction was that there were 108 heroes in Liangshan, and all of whom were brave and good at fighting. They all occupied the mountain as the king.

However, this village is not another village, and this Han is not another Han.

He finally came to the top of the mountain and finally stood at the gate of the stockade, but everyone did not enter. Yan Tian finally struggled out of the carriage. As a result, when he saw the stockade, his feet were unstable, and he directly stepped on the empty and fell to the ground.

How to describe this stockade?

Mountain thieves and bandits occupy the mountain as the king. This house must be built on the mountain. It can't be magnificent, but at least it is also a brick wall and mud tile, but there is indeed a hut in front of it. There are some big stones on the roof, and the corners of the hut are also tied with hemp ropes, as if they will fall when the wind blows.

In front of the house are pieces of vegetables. Thinking that this is almost the autumn day, it should be the autumn harvest, so you can faintly see the green tender vegetable leaves.

Presumably, this stockade can also have some easy-to-live vegetables, raise some small poultry, and be self-sufficient, but it is just barely making a living. No wonder you have to go down the mountain to grab it. Robbery.

Xiaowu helped Yan Chan stand up, followed Yan Ziqi under the leadership of Liang Fan, walked into the stockade, and listened to Liang Fan's introduction all the way.

"The harvest in recent years is not very good, and some men's families have added population one after another. It's not easy for this adult to nibble on the bark, but he can't suffer the little doll." Liang Fan led the way in front of him and explained from time to time, "There are several dolls in the back that have reached the age of going to private school. The stockade can't afford to hire a gentleman, so half of the children are the same as us and illiterate."

Yan Ziqi looked at the tragedy of the cottage and couldn't help nodding to show sympathy.

But Yan Chan couldn't help but still give full play to her curious baby's nature: "Then how did you hear about the dancer?"

"Hey, who doesn't know about the dance prince in the world? There is only one in the world who dances like a sword dance alone. Our group of people, who always go down the mountain to rob, are also more or less heard." A fat man beside Liang Fan said.

Liang Fan's house is a little bigger, and it's not crowded for everyone to sit inside.

As the saying goes, every family has its own difficulties. Therefore, this stockade is no exception.

Take Liang Fan as an example. In the early years, he was also a serious farmer. However, the lord of the government in the town was too heavily taxed because he was far away from the emperor.

Later, there was a plague in Zhuangzi, where Liang Fan was located. The plague suddenly devoured half of Zhuangzi's life. Because he was too poor to buy medicinal materials, he procrastinated again and again, and the people who survived luckily wanted to escape.

But when the master of the government heard about it, he was afraid that they would carry the plague and spread it everywhere, so he put down the official documents and buried the whole village alive. He could not let go of any of them, and then he burned it in a fire.

Liang Fan and several other young people on Zhuangzi escaped the disaster and survived because they hid in the cave behind the stream.

When the master of the government took people away, after the fire was extinguished by the rain, several of them returned to the village and basically burned into a piece of ruins. It was dark everywhere, and there was choking smoke around.

In just one night, the village where they had lived for many years was burned clean and there was no grass.

The pain of losing their families and the sadness of losing their homes forced them to leave their hometowns. They came to this barren mountain, occupied the mountain as the king, and built a few thatched huts, and then began to live.

At first, there were only men. Later, because of famine and disasters, more people were forced to wander. There were men and women. When they came to this barren mountain, everyone felt sorry for each other, so the population of this stockade was increasing.

Widows and widowers have formed a new family, and some with children have new parents and new children. Everyone is like a family. They are happy, but they can't be bullied by outsiders.

But there is no money to make a living, and these vegetables can't control food and clothing at all.

So the men in the stockade went down the mountain in groups to rob the caravan or the rich people who passed by.

In this way, what you grab can be used, and if you can't use it, you can exchange it for silver in the city.

It's just that there are few caravans and rich people who pass by. It's impossible for them to leave the cottage too far away to grab it. Robbery, the old and weak women and children who left a stockade.

Yan Qian listened to their stories and sighed in his heart. It turned out that there were such suffering people. He thought that the mountain thieves were arrogant and rich.

Before Yan Chan finished thinking about it, a woman came in from outside. The woman looked at her thirties, that is, the most ordinary dress, with a headscarf wrapped in her hair and a cloth around her waist. Maybe it was for the convenience of doing things: "The head of the family, that dinner is ready. Please have dinner."

Liang Fan nodded and signaled for the meal. The food was not particularly rich, but it was also exquisite. For this unaffluent stockade, it was already the ultimate.

Yan Ziqi and Yan Mian looked at each other. This woman has internal strength and can do martial arts! I'm afraid there will be fraud, so I act according to the opportunity and adapt to the situation.

Perhaps you can see the doubts of Yan Ziqi and Yan Mian. Liang Fan scratched his head and said, "This is my daughter-in-law, a woman's family. I can't see it in the market. If it bumps into you, please take care of yourself. Don't mind too much."

"But looking at Mrs. Zun's appearance, she seems to be a martial arts person?" Yan Ziqi's question seemed to be casual, and he also meant to be a temptation.

"Oh, speaking of my daughter-in-law, she is another poor person." Liang Fan patted his slightly bumpy belly and sighed.

Then the box will be opened.

As Liang Fan said, his daughter-in-law is a poor person.

His daughter-in-law An was a young lady in the bodyguard bureau. She lost her mother in her early years. Later, when her father was a bodyguard, she lost her life. Therefore, she took over the family business since she was a child, followed her uncle to practice martial arts, and also learned to take care of business, and escorted the bodyguards with her uncle.

It's just God's will to play tricks on people. Once the bodyguard had an accident, none of the people who went out to escort the bodyguard survived, leaving her alone.

She was protected by her uncles. Before she died, she asked her not to move and pretend to be dead before the killer left.

So she watched her last relative die in front of her. Later, when she was found by Liang Fan, who was passing by, she was already shocked. She didn't say a word for two years, and then Liang Fan took her back to the stockade.

In the future, it will be where Liang Fan will go and where she will follow. Sometimes she even wants to follow Liang Fan to go to the hut, and even Liang Fan, a big man, wants to take a shower, so she follows her without hesitation.

So that in the end, Liang Fan, a big man with a bear waist and a tiger back, blushed with embarrassment.

This Anshi regards Liang Fan as her life-saving straw, so she is inseparable. Maybe she has nothing and is even more afraid of losing it.

Later, An Shi began to talk, and she and Liang Fan also formed a waterway. They got married and lived in the stockade. Now An Shi is basically getting better, just like a normal woman.

This is an excerpt. Everyone has their own story, so it can resonate with each other. Earlier, when there were few people, everyone also discussed moving out of this mountain, finding an open space near the town, and building a village, which would be better to live.

This plan has not yet been implemented. The number of people who come to hide in the stockade has increased, and then there are more household registrations, which has delayed the migration plan. It has been delayed again and again until now.

This time, Liang Fan invited them to visit the stockade, just to help them with the ability of the dancer, so that they can live a normal life. Don't rob a house like this.

After all, they are all good people in their bones.

During the banquet, he listened to Liang Fan's stories one by one. Liang Fan had to take a sip of wine to tell a story. Unconsciously, he drank a lot, and now he is also a little drunk.

An Shi apologized to everyone and helped her husband to rest.

And Yan Mian couldn't help feeling sleepy. With a little wine, he is now dozed off little by little. Seeing this, he hurriedly carried his master to the room arranged by Liang Fan and his wife.

It's right. The extension is carried. Because the current extension is not sober at all, I don't expect him to cooperate well.

Yan Ziqi couldn't see what the idea was. He just held his head with his hand and knocked on the table with his index finger. As for Yan Zhen, he pillowed Yan Zi's legs early and went to play chess with Zhou Gong.