This road has many trees, is narrow, and has sharp turns. If you are not careful, the car will not be able to pass.
This makes the already difficult life of the oxen pulling carts even more difficult.
Fortunately, everyone still had some conscience. After driving all the men away, the cows suddenly became much more relaxed and stronger.
The mooing sounds were full of joy. The little fat chick flew out of Dalang's arms in a daze and landed on the ox's head, proving its gender with practical actions.
The old man who was collecting firewood refused to ride in the ox cart. He just put the firewood on the cart and then led the way enthusiastically and attentively for everyone. They probably walked six or seven miles.
The old man was tired, so he slowed down and led the way while talking to everyone:
"I'm telling you, you're lucky to have met me.
This is the only road that no one passes by for ten days or half a month. Those who know this road avoid it.”
Fu Sibai asked curiously:
"Why are you taking a detour? Isn't this the official road?"
The old man glanced at him:
"Who told you this is the official road? You should turn right after you leave the road. Go straight on the official road and you will arrive.
This is the path that people from nearby villages and towns use.
At the beginning, there were few people walking on it, but later on, more and more people walked on it. When the road was built, it should have been built straight, but there were many mountains, water, and trees on this road, so it was too troublesome to build, so they took a detour. "
Everyone seemed to suddenly realize something and remembered the words of the guide - just keep going straight along the road and don't go astray and you will get your destination.
What he said was to go straight along the road, along the official road, but they went the wrong way from the beginning. Who taught this man to lead the way like this?
Why don't you explain it clearly?
The old man saw their expressions and seemed to have guessed something:
“Well, if someone doesn’t give you directions properly, it’s not their fault.
He was afraid of blocking someone's financial resources and getting in trouble again."
Everyone had a similar look of confusion on their faces.
The most thoughtful A Yuan asked him timidly:
"What kind of money is this? Is there anyone who wants to rob people here?"
"Eh~ No, that's not the case," the old man waved his hand and said bluntly without keeping anyone in suspense:
“There are people who make a fortune on this road. People in the nearby villages and towns often have their own people pretend to be old men collecting firewood and wait on the road.
Outsiders don't know the way and can easily take the wrong path. When they come to this road, the other side stops at the fork in the road and the old man collecting wood comes out.
Under the pretext of giving them directions, they led them astray and took them to a nearby village to spend the night, charging them one or two taels of silver per night!
The other party was taken far away, and it was dark when they wanted to go back. They couldn't leave, so they could only pay to stay for one night, and the villagers told them the right way the next day.
The money has been made, the road has been pointed out, you see, what do you think of this idea? "
The old man blinked his eyes, clapped his hands, and looked at them with a cunning look on his face. There was no trace of the honesty, simplicity and enthusiasm he had just shown on his face.
Just as he finished his words, a dozen big men rushed out from the surrounding woods and surrounded them.
Old Fu Family: ...How about I give the name of Tornado Mountain to you guys?!
"Master, you are this!"
Fu Dabai gave a thumbs up and said, "The bandits are far worse than you guys. You guys have to work hard to earn your money!"
The old man scratched his head, not understanding what he meant.
Fu Sanbai explained:
"You can obviously just rob them, but you still bother to lead the way and set a price. This is really the hard-earned money that bandits earn."
The old man also said modestly:
"Hey~ No, we are much worse than bandits.
Then pay the money so we can take you to a family to settle down with."
Fu Sibai asked him:
"If you don't have it, will you snatch it if I don't give it to you?"
"Go away! Young man, what do you think we are? We are not real bandits."
The old man said righteously:
"Take out your bag and let us look through it. If you don't have enough money, we won't make it difficult for you!"
The old Fu family looked at him speechlessly: ...
Yuan muttered, "Isn't that still robbery?"
The old man and the dozen or so big men stared at each other and said in unison: "Yes!"
Yuan stiffened his neck and said:
"…It's nothing! Just turn it over! Why are you shouting! As if I'm trying to stop you!"
Rabbit grabbed her and cursed in a low voice: "You fool! You are so stupid! How can you let them flip it!"
A Yuan was so scared that he couldn't stand it anymore: "I was so scared that I said baldly."
Ah Yuan straightened his neck again and said sternly:
"I repeat! Don't even think about it! I won't let you turn it over!"
The big men looked at the old man, and the old man looked at Yuan and the others, and they pondered for a moment:
"In theory, we are not bandits, but if you don't give us money and don't turn over your belongings, we will just rob you!"
Xingzi whispered to her two sisters:
"A Yuan is right, these are bandits."
Yuan didn't need to tell me about this; anyone with eyes could see it.
There was silence on both sides for a moment.
The old man slowly raised his hand and slowly lowered it. The big men were eager to pounce on him. The old man gave an order:
"Go! Grab it!"
Old Yang pulled out the sledgehammer from under her luggage without hesitation, swung it and cursed:
"Who's here to die? You old thief! Give me your head! I'll smash it to pieces with this hammer!"
The big men were frightened by the wind created by the sledgehammer and jumped away in panic.
A Yuan also silently drew out her small axe.
All the people in this car pulled out weapons from under their luggage, including rakes, shovels, kitchen knives, sickles, axes, hammers, and iron pots. The worst one even had a brick in his hand.
Just imagine how heavy this cow must have been along the way!
Fu Dabai also took out the drug he had prepared most skillfully, pointed at Fu Erbai and introduced it:
"This is a good thing. It can be used to make medicine for dogs and people. Look at how clever this medicine is now!"
Fu Erbai didn't put his toes into his mouth, but he successfully pulled the shoe off and put it in his mouth. He was startled when he saw the familiar medicine bag, and mumbled with the shoe in his mouth:
"Ah! Whirlwind Mountain!
Don’t, don’t come over here! Don’t poison me! I didn’t see anything! I won’t say anything! Don’t poison me!!”
Fu Erbai rolled and crawled under the ox cart and began to cry. After a while, with a "puff" sound, an indescribable smell spread out.
That state couldn't be fake, he was really scared!
The old man bowed and said, "My fellow travelers from the mountain! I wonder where this Whirlwind Mountain is...?"
The old man asked tentatively.
Everyone showed some reminiscence on their face.
Fu Sanbai frowned and said:
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about! Otherwise..."
The people in the car understood what was going on and took up their various tools. They curled their lips slightly, lowered their heads, stared at their necks, and smiled.
Yuan, who had the crispest voice, even bit his nails with a smile, tilted his head and laughed out loud, pointed at one of the big men with the hand holding the axe, and asked naively:
"Uncle, are you delicious? Can you give me a bite?"
Li patted her head lovingly:
"Be good and don't eat anything you want! Don't get an upset stomach again."
The big man who was just pointed at broke out in a cold sweat.
The old man's heart skipped a beat: This is cannibalism!!!
Yuan: ...Ahhhhhhh! God bless you!!
The plays that Uncle Zheng watched were really useful! ! ! ! ! !
In order to make Fu Dabai and his gang look more like bandits, Yuan even went to ask Zheng the Butcher, who loved to listen to scary and weird plays, what the bad guys and bandits were like.
To be prepared, everyone in the family learned how to look scary.
But who knows whether it is useful or not.
In their hearts, Lao Fu's family members cried and made a fuss about how miserable their lives were.
But on the surface, everyone seemed confident.
There isn't much money at home, so we shouldn't waste it on things like this.
Seeing those big men looking at each other and occasionally muttering a few words, the old man was also hesitant.
Although they look a bit scary, they are all old and young, and the men are all thin, so they don't look like real bandits at all.
But how could ordinary people have this reaction when they see real bandits?
They believed it but not completely.
They also didn't know that in order to deal with Fubao, everyone in this family had turned into a master of acting, and each one was stronger than the other in their hearts. Compared with Fubao's silent and silent harm, this kind of danger that could be dealt with openly was nothing.
Besides, the way these people are dressed, they don’t look like powerful bandits. If they lose, the worst that can happen is that they just give all their money away.
Moreover, the opponent was unarmed, so they felt they would not necessarily lose if they really fought him.
Everyone in Lao Fu's family took after Lao Yang, they are strong and love fighting.
The Zhao and Wang families may be a little inferior and have little experience, but it is not impossible for two of them to deal with one.
As for Li, just look at how tough Fu Dabai is. She can handle two people by herself. With that strength, no one doubts that she is old Yang's biological daughter.
Otherwise, why would Yuan fight so fiercely? Water has roots and trees have sources.
They were frozen in place. Old Yang held the sledgehammer, moved it, and then changed hands. She stretched out her hand to Yuan and said,
"ax!"
A Yuan presented it respectfully with both hands.
The person on the other side immediately became alert.
Old man: "Eh... No, sister, what's wrong? You just want an axe. Wait, don't! Don't throw it! Ah!"
Old Yang aimed in a direction and the axe flew out of his hand and stuck into the tree behind the old man.
Lao Futou nodded, quite emotional:
Well, I am familiar with this. It is so accurate when throwing it at me!
If it weren't for the wrong timing, Lao Futou would have to show off. No one would believe his wife if she said she had never practiced anything!
At least the old man who sat on the ground didn't believe it.
When the men saw him fall, they bowed their heads and said in unison:
"Grandma, spare my life!"
Old Yang regained a little of the feeling of being the eldest sister in the village. She smoothed her hair and said calmly, "Well, get up."
The old man was shocked and covered his chest with heartache:
"…Er Gouzi! San Zhuzi!
You…if you could just hold on a little longer, I’d consider you guys brave!”
"We have guts! But we may not have leaders!"
I don't know if it was Er Gouzi or San Zhuzi who gave the advice:
"Uncle village chief, let's surrender! These guys are real bandits! No one in our village has this skill!"
The Lao Fu family looked at the old man with a little shock.
Fu Dabai: "... So, you are the village chief?"
The situation is hopeless, the old man sighed:
"Alas! This is my first robbery in my life, and I failed like this..."
Old Fu Family: ...Well, it's okay. Everyone is like that. This is also the first time in our lives that we pretend to be bandits in the daytime...
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