Mystery Makes Me Strong

This widow is naturally the incarnation of Zhao Han.

Relying on the advantage of being a dog, she stalked Wen Rensheng and learned more ways to use spiritual imprints, including possessing others and acting as a grandfather.

You can be a monster teacher by relying on a dog, but it is impossible to command the army anyway.

Building a school and engaging in education is a long-term plan. If you want to save people immediately, you must pull the pole.

Just like now, she is possessed by the grumpy Quan Widow, directing the other party how to do things.

The other party also regarded her as the Nine Heavens Xuannv in the sky, and obeyed.

This feeling is much better than those guys who always go astray in teaching and investing.

The reason why the grumpy widow Quan was chosen was because she was unwilling to possess the gentlemen, even though she became a dog, it was also a female.

And a woman, if she wants to deter men, she must have a temper, otherwise, she will not be able to deter them at all.

"Miss Xuannv, surround the Songshan faction in a while, what do you think I should do?" The widow Quan, who was riding on a horse, said in a low voice in her mind.

In her mind, a fairy above the nine heavens was undulating in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Use the mindfulness technique I taught you." Zhao Han said simply.

"Yes, Empress Xuannv."

The whole widow was excited.

Her honest husband was killed because he offended a martial arts disciple. The reason was ridiculous: it was just because he reacted dully and didn't give way in time when the opponent came over.

In the Taiping period, these martial arts disciples would not dare to be so presumptuous, but now there are rebels everywhere, and the court cares about one thing and loses another, so they start to become very arrogant.

With martial arts in hand, there is no restraint.

A chivalrous hero: X.

Bullying boys and girls: R.

Half an hour later, the team of seven hundred people stopped at the foot of a five to six hundred meter high mountain.

Some disciples guarding the mountain had already seen them from a distance.

Two disciples of the Songshan sect in green robes leaped vertically and landed in front of the team.

"Stop coming, this is where the Songshan faction is located, what are you waiting to disturb?"

One of them spoke arrogantly.

It seems that the well-organized team of 700 people is nothing more than a chicken and a dog in his eyes.

"You Songshan faction stole 300 shi of food from our family camp. We are here to ask for food!" A team leader stepped forward to answer.

"Want food?" The two looked at each other, then laughed "haha", "You rogues, it's your honor for the Songshan faction to see your food!"

"Men, I still don't think that there is too much dust in the food you bought. It took a lot of effort to let Mr. Huang take over, but you have come to the door. I really don't know how to write dead words!"

The two disciples guarding the mountain brazenly insulted.

"Damn it, you guys don't know how to write the word "dead!" Widow Quan was furious, and waved her hand, "You're robbing our life-saving food, not for survival, but for money? Damn you all!"

"Hahaha!" The two disciples leaned forward and back together with laughter, and then flew to a rock.

"It's just you who want to kill us? This is a mountain road! And you are just a bunch of bandits!" Disciple A laughed.

"If it's an officer, we'll give you three points. A mere group of thieves, do you really think that you've learned a little bit about military formations, and you're just putting on airs in front of us?" Disciple B laughed.

The two are completely unscrupulous.

If the officers and soldiers surrounded the mountains every day, they would not be able to bear it.

And the government can also find experts, but a group of refugees will rob them if they rob them. Do they still want to encircle the mountain?

Among other things, can Master Huang at the foot of the mountain agree to them?

You must know that Mr. Huang has a son who is studying art on the mountain!

"Kill me!" The widow was completely out of anger!

They are just a group of poor people who are alive, they just want to preserve their lives and innocence in troubled times, and these people are not willing to give this little thing!

If you want to grab it, you can grab it, it's not food, it's their life.

Three hundred stones, 30,000 catties, boiled into porridge, mixed with bark and grass roots, can make 30,000 people live an extra seven days!

And these people snatched them away and sold them.

"Kill!" Everyone was angry at the same time, and their voices shook the sky.

"There are too many people and loud voices..." Disciple A of the Songshan School just halfway through speaking, suddenly felt dizzy for a while, as if something was aching in his mind!

"Ah" His junior, Disciple B couldn't stand still, and fell headlong from the steep rock!

The brain burst, red and white flowed all over the floor.

Die like this?

Junior brother has three levels of inner qi!

Because there are many thieves and bandits recently, the sect sent outstanding disciples with good skills to guard the mountain, so as not to be killed by the bandits.

And he is just two layers of inner energy.

Disciple A subconsciously turned around and fled.

It's just that when he was lucky, he found that the meridian seemed to be blocked by something, and it didn't work at all!

Feel it carefully, that sense of blockage comes from the dizzy brain!

It seems that there is something in the brain, issuing an order to stop the dantian from supplying internal energy.

Too strange.

He has never encountered such a thing, wait, he has encountered it, remember that when he went down the mountain to snatch a marriage, he met an old monk, and the other party suddenly yelled at him, so that people from their sect were not lucky for a while, and they were killed. The old monk teaches how to be a man.

"You, you know that kind of sorcery!" Disciple A shouted in panic as he climbed down the rock clumsily.

He wants to escape.

But even if he is familiar with the terrain alone, how can he run out?

More than a dozen hunting bows were shot out in unison, and the arrows stuck in his body.

It's just that he has finished tempering his body after all, and he is already internally qi. This injury that can easily kill ordinary people is only a minor injury to him.

Unity of all people can only suppress martial arts, but it cannot deprive the opponent of his passive attributes.

His physique is still there, and the hardness of his skin membrane is still there.

"Catch him quickly!" Quan Widow then ordered.

Dozens of Orion-born soldiers rushed forward and captured Disciple A back.

"I ask, you answer. How many people are there on the mountain, and what skills do they have?"

Disciple A panicked. The sorcery just now and the sudden death of his junior brother completely frightened him out of his wits.

He actually answered every question: "There are forty-eight people on the mountain, with twelve inner qi. The three elders and the head of the sect are all connected to the meridian, and the others are all tempered."

"There are only so few people?" Widow Quan asked in disbelief.

"Oh, there are many servants, are they not human?" Disciple A subconsciously said.

"Bastard!" Quan Widow gave the other party a whip.

Like Dahao, these sects don't treat slaves as human beings at all.

Killing a slave is worse than killing an ox.

Cattle are much more expensive than slaves.

It is obvious that cattle are much easier to breed than humans, and it is obviously more difficult to feed humans than cattle. Humans do more work than cattle, but why are cattle more expensive than humans?

This is a question that Quan Widow has been puzzling over.

"I said, we still have four to five hundred servants, all boys and girls aged eleven or twelve, and they will be driven down the mountain if they exceed fifteen."

"Why did this happen?" Widow Quan was furious, but also became interested in the inside of the sect that she had never been in contact with.

"Because after fifteen years, those who haven't learned it will be a waste of food on the mountain, and there is not much work to do on the mountain. These servants are actually disciples of handymen. They learn kung fu while working, and those with high qualifications will be listed. The entrance wall, get rid of the status of a slave. The villain was originally a servant who was bought." Disciple A said.

Quan Widow understood immediately.

The source of the disciples of this school is through buying people, buying boy servants, so that they can be slaves and apprentices at the same time, without delay.

This method can well ensure that the green and yellow are connected.

No wonder they dare to grab their own food.