Chapter 143 Buy, definitely buy!

On the dark side of the night, he confronted thousands of mountain thieves on the gravel under the grinding ridge of eighteen miles, and Fan Qingping went to communicate.

Behind the shit, someone kindly reminded: "Master Xiaotianzhai, this is silver, very valuable?"

The shit turned around and said, "What?"

The man closed his mouth again, and the shit had to turn back and said to Fan Qingping, "Don't fool me. I don't know this thing, so I don't accept it. You want to give me copper coins, 500 pieces, Huang Chengcheng's copper coins.

I really can't stand the dark night in the distance. Are these stockade leaders convulsing? Why did they choose such a muddle-headed person to negotiate? Looking at the appearance of shit, I guess even the brain has been gnawed by the wolf.

He called Hawker over and said, "Hock, don't learn from the shit on the other side. Now I'll give you a task, and you go and put down that group of leaders. Don't do it gently. It's okay to hurt your muscles and bones, but don't kill it. If you kill one, you will be punished with a gold coin when you come back. Good performance, let Sister Qingyue give you a large piece of gold. After saying that, I drew the size. Looking at this, it must be at least a few catties.

As soon as Hawker heard that there was gold to make money, he didn't care about the bad words of the night. He dragged the door-like sword and rushed to Fan Qingping.

The leader of the Eighteen Villages opposite was shocked to see another person coming in the dark night. Hawke's figure is five, five and three thick, and two meters and six meters high. When he ran, the ground shook. He wears a skin blindfold in his left eye, and his face is not good, so he looks even more ferocious.

As soon as Hawke approached, the group of leaders immediately drove the livestock and took a step back. Looking at this situation, it should be frightened by Hawke. Shit Dan looked at a fierce man opposite him, and then compared his figure, and he was suddenly half short.

He didn't even want the money in his hand, and immediately shouted to Fan Qingping, "I won't charge the money. If you want to come, come."

"Hmm?" Hawke took a breath from his nostrils and walked to the shit and said angrily, "Is this teasing your uncle? It's enough not to collect money. Uncle Hawke will have a ten-person meeting today.

"Ah, ah, ah..." The shit had the heart to give in, but I didn't expect that there was a quite unreasonable person on the opposite side. How did he know that Hawke was deliberately playing with ** so that he could go back and ask Qingyue for gold.

Shidan quickly turned around and cast a look of help from other village owners. Who knows that those village owners are not stupid? They whispered to each other and pretended not to see them. Shit had no idea and looked at his master again.

The master has no choice, but he can't let the village owner make a fool of himself. I had to order ten chigos in my team and drove them out.

Those guys just got to Hawke's waist. They looked up at the door-like giant sword, hit the pendulum with their feet straight, and almost peed their pants. That face was even worse than going to the execution ground.

Hawke danced the sword flower, twisted his neck, and moved his muscles and bones.

I didn't expect that I had just taken a step. The ten people who came over immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy. He shouted repeatedly, "Gir, please spare my life."

Among the eighteen stockades, some of them have some brains. I saw that today's scene was wrong, but I was not very happy. I just want to eat the ticket of the night with a lot of people.

The night saw it really well. I saw a few sneaking out of the village owner's crowd and mixed into the pile, as if they were inciting something.

The night can be seen clearly. The situation is not good.

I'm not afraid of fighting, but I'm afraid of breaking these village owners. Where is he going to recruit soldiers?

"Wei Wuji, the cavalry is pressing on." The night is decisive.

Wei Wuji got the order, waved a long knife, and the horses behind him began to run in small steps. In just a few breaths, a torrent was collected and rushed to the thousands of people.

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

These people have seen blood, and once the momentum is released. It's like a charge of thousands of troops and horses, which is heartbreaking. In fact, Wei Wuji is also quite pitiful. He killed people a few days ago and got blood stains. There is no change of clothes, so it is covered with blood, like a demon from hell.

The two leaders who mixed into the crowd were scared by the shouting and killing before they finished instigating. They are native turtles at best, and they have never seen regular cavalry.

The opposite cavalry rolled over like a strong wind and waves, bringing a bloody and evil spirit. In the middle of the explosion, he turned around and ran into the mountain.

Suddenly, the charging cavalry slowed down and stopped slowly. Those who were frightened looked back. They didn't rush up, but stopped and looked at Wei Wuji in surprise.

Wei Wuji waved his hand, and the cavalry immediately divided into two teams and gave up a passage.

I saw a strong horse coming out of the crowd. It was the night. There were more than a dozen people behind, all of whom were powerful subordinates. This team of people came out, and the momentum was different.

The owner of the village compared himself with others and suddenly felt that he was gradually becoming slutty. One side is awe-inspiring and a strong general. One side is as timid as a mouse, a pure mob.

At night, he drove his horse to the pile of village owners, hugged his fists and said loudly, "Guys, I have come to fall grass, and I hope you can give face to the village owners. Since we will work together in the future, it will naturally be polite to meet.

"What?" The group of village owners were surprised and uncertain. They didn't know what kind of mosquitoes he was doing in the coquettish year of the rich man in front of him.

"Bear it up!" The night is behind you.

Immediately, a soldier carrying a box disoed from the horse. As soon as he touched the ground, his knee was bent. That box is not light. The soldiers came to hand over to the night with a heavy box.

The night opened the box, revealing a pile of yellow gold.

He shook the box, poured all the gold to the ground, and said, "Someone came from afar. There is nothing good. This box of gold should be regarded as a gift."

The eyes glanced at the village owner and fell on a group of people: "It's not only everyone present, but also the people who stay in the village. Hundreds of people can get gold (equivalent to 250 grams). There is more than a hundred gold here, which is enough for everyone to share. I also have to trouble all the owners of the village. After receiving the gold, they will exchange it into copper coins and give it to every brother in the village.

The crowd was shocked, and no one expected that the robbery would become a reward.

The night was generous and directly took out 25 kilograms of gold to buy it. According to the rough exploration of Jietian, in the 18-mile grinding knife ridge, all the stockades add up to the population of nearly 10,000. A gold is equal to 4,000 copper coins. After conversion, each person can share at least 40 or 50 copper coins.

These small money are pitifully small for the village owner. But for those who are dressed in rags and almost difficult to fill their stomachs, this is a great harvest.

The crowd suddenly burst into cheers and was flexible. They began to calculate how much copper money they could get.

Seeing this in the night, he nodded with satisfaction and said to the owners of the village riding inferior animals, "There is another meeting ceremony for you. I will hold a banquet here in the evening. I hope you can enjoy it."

A group of village owners talked about it, but in the end they responded. Each took the gold and left one or two orders, so they took their own and returned to the cottage.

But then, the night was in trouble. There is no road in this mountain. How can the carriage get in? The carriage is all the belongings, and it is impossible to leave it outside. The things in the car can't be seen in light. Once it is leaked, it can't be solved by the word trouble.

When I was in a dilemma, I heard Jietian say, "I have explored it. From this, the mountain is very low for ten miles to the west. At the lowest point, the drop is only 30 meters. Further up, it is just stuck between the two hills, and the terrain is relatively flat. As long as the trees are cut down, the carriage can barely be pushed forward. After going four or five miles to the northwest, there is a valley, which is absolutely suitable for us to settle down.

"In such a good position, isn't there no copycat first?" There is no place to believe in the night.

Jietian smiled and said, "It's rumored in the mountains that it's an unknown place. People who enter the valley often disappear inexplicably, so it's called Death Valley.

Seeing Jie's hippie smiling face, there must be a secret in the dark night. He didn't ask, but waited for Jietian to take the initiative to confess.

Jietian couldn't help it. He took the initiative to explain, "Little brother, there is a small lake in the valley. Hey hey! There is a warcraft in the lake, 1,500 crystal power, which can be easily dealt with.

"Oh," the night was overjoyed, "Is it big enough? I'm worried that I don't have enough meat in the New Year!"

Jietian pretended to be mysterious and said, "You will know then."

"Okay, let's raise him for another two days and spend the winter." The night was in a good mood. He called Zhao Yibiao over and said, "Zilong, I'm camping in Ranshi Square tonight. But be careful and beware of intimidation. Another person was sent to investigate the terrain ten miles to the west, and in the afternoon, he began to build roads and open up passages into the mountains.

"No!" Zhao Yibiao didn't say much. He shook the reins, turned the horses around, and then went back to arrange.

Get off the horse at night, leave the crowd, and look south.

The eyes are white, and the sun falls on the snow, reflecting a golden glow.

The noise behind him seemed to be far away, and his eyes seemed to penetrate four thousand miles and return to Queshan.

"It's not easy! Finally, it's here." The night sighed.

I started from Queshan, walked for three months, passed through Anguo, and came to Zhengguo.

From the fledgling young bird, it has transformed into a heroic young hero.

In Zhengguo, he turned over the black shopkeeper and found the first bucket of gold. After subduing Zhao Yibiao, he searched for the first batch of subordinates.

Assassination of the prince, kidnapping the princess, hiding in Ghost Lake. By mistake, I got a big killer.

All the way to the north, attacking the small mound and fighting against Xiao Yunshan.

The people and horses are strong, and the young warriors become princes.

Take a rest for a month and go straight to Linling County. The beautiful hand of the Qingyue returned to spring, and the magic doctor family disguised successfully.

Go north again, dig the Great Zhouzu Temple and get the huge treasure. He absconded all the way, left the State of Zheng, and entered the territory of the Chuhou Alliance. Day and night, I finally reached the stop slope. This time, it's another month.

The foundation has been established.

Recruiting people, soldiers and horses, he can be in the world every day.

Tomorrow, we will start [the road of elimination].

The sunrise and sunset will set off at the new station of life.

The night was in a trance for a long time. A Beijing accent appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help blurted out: "Look at the black hole in front of me. It must be the thief's nest. Wait for me to catch up and kill him clean..."