Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 42 The Buddhist Layout of the World (12)

They were cursing and cursing crazily, ferociously like ghosts crawling out of the depths of hell, their faces were full of unwillingness, and their eyes were full of bloody hatred.

They seem to have forgotten that before today, they have been with the wolf.

Li Maochun didn't expect that this group of villagers who were friendly yesterday would become so terrifying today, he couldn't help feeling palpitations, and hurriedly protected Li's mother behind him, lest she would be frightened by these crazy villagers:
"Calm down, everyone, we will definitely rescue you—"

He loudly comforted the villagers who had lost their minds in front of him, but no one would listen to him, and some even spat viciously at him:
"Bah! If you really want to save us, then save us first!"

"Yes, anyway, if you have money, let the bandits let you go when you have enough money!"

"Our family members have been killed by you, you pay for your life, you must save us first!"

"—"

They were so noisy that even Jianglong was woken up:
"Hey, Li Xiuyuan, tell them to be quiet, I'm sleepy!"

Nan Xing ignored him, and ignored the noisy noise of the crowd.

No response was received, Jianglong pursed his lips, his eyeballs suddenly rolled around a few times, and urged:
"Li Xiuyuan, those bandits kill without blinking an eye. If you annoy them, maybe your family and your wife will be killed by them!"

"so what?"

Narrowing his eyes, Nan Xing seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Seeing that he finally responded to himself, Jianglong hurriedly said:

"So—how about giving me your body, and I'll help you deal with these bandits and protect your family and those innocent villagers, what do you think?"

"Get rid of these bandits, and you will use your body to become a monk, abandon my family and wife, and save your worldly beings, right?"

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Nan Xing asked with a smile.

Seeing that his little thoughts were punctured, Jiang Long didn't feel blushed, he cut it, and turned into a lump with no interest:
"Really boring."

What are you doing so smart.

Seeing that he was wilting again, Nan Xing didn't pay any attention to him, and still heard the harsh insults and curses from the villagers.

Li Maochun couldn't bear to hear it, looked at Yanzhi, and tentatively said:
"Rouge, how about—"

"Father!"

Nan Xing didn't wait for him to finish, he opened his mouth to interrupt him, his eyes were slightly cold, Li Maochun's face froze, and he could only swallow the words back.

Ugh!
Near noon, Rouge still didn't write any more letters, the bandit leader was impatient, and came in again with a ferocious kick kicking open the earth temple:

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect to meet someone more ruthless than Lao Tzu!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, his subordinates understood, and rudely dragged out a villager and threw it on the ground. Before everyone could react, the knife light flashed past, blood splashed everywhere, and a terrified man with wide eyes opened his eyes. The head groaned and fell to the ground.

The villagers, who were already on the verge of collapse, were terrified by the blood-stained head. They huddled into a ball with all their might, wishing they could just burrow into the cracks in the ground.

"Oh, aren't you scared? I told you for the last time that it was not me who killed you, but the white-eyed wolves you took in. They refused to give money to save you. If you want to live, let them take money redemption!"

Sitting there, the bandit leader was covered in flesh, like a solid wall of flesh, which made people feel fearful.

When his words fell to the ground, he raised his big hand, and the machete in his hand plunged into the ground, making everyone even more frightened.

"Brother, incense is here!"

The little brother came in from the outside, the bandit leader nodded, and the little brother lit the incense and inserted it into the crack in the ground, then put his hips on his hips, and looked at the crowd proudly:

"I tell you, from now on, every time a stick of incense is passed, one person will be killed. If you want to live, let them agree to redeem you with money!"

As soon as the little brother finished speaking, the villagers who had shrunk into a ball tightened their hearts. They all looked at the incense stick that was already emitting smoke, and then stopped thinking about it. They turned their heads and widened their eyes. Bloody, like a group of terrifying hungry wolves in the night:

"Hurry up and take out the money, hurry up and take out the money!"

"If I die, I will become a ghost and I will not let you go!"

"You wolf-hearted beasts, I curse you to go to hell after death, I curse you to die a bad life!"

"Money! Take out the money!"

Yan Zhi was so frightened by their appearance that her face turned pale and her lips trembled:

"Master—"

"Ma'am, don't be afraid."

Nan Xing comforted softly, without any fear on his face, and even looked at the bandit leader sitting not far away with a smile in his eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

The bandit leader felt terrified of being stared at by him, and couldn't help questioning him viciously.

Nan Xing laughed suddenly, his originally gentle face was inexplicably revealing a bit of strangeness, and there seemed to be blood swaying in the depths of his black pupils:
"Just wanted to ask a question."

"what is the problem?"

The bandit leader asked.

"I wonder if the village head died before the fire or after the fire?"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the bandit leader, who was wearing a joking smile, suddenly darkened, and his sharp and dark eyes like a goshawk stared at Zhang Shifang, who also changed his complexion drastically.

Zhang Shifang knew how ruthless the bandit leader's methods were, and didn't care whether his identity would be exposed, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to explain in fear;
"It's not me, I didn't tell him!"

Li Maochun next to him looked at Zhang Shifang in astonishment:
"Shifang, what are you talking about? What do you mean, what happened?"

Why can't he understand anything!

Seeing that Zhang Shifang was so frightened and terrified, the bandit leader suddenly sneered, ignored Li Maochun, and looked at Nan Xing, who had always been calm all along:
"It's because I underestimate you, young master. Tell me, when did you know about it?"

After moving his stiff neck, Nan Xing habitually licked his lower lip lightly, blood flowing in his eyes as the smile deepened.

At this moment, there was a faint and imperceptible chill around him, like a beast hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity to cull its prey:
"When I entered the village yesterday."

The biggest doubt is that the village is full of old and weak women and children who have no power to restrain chickens, but they can hunt ferocious wild boars from the hidden and dangerous mountains.

What's more, these villagers' acting skills are really not very good.

Seeing strangers, the enthusiasm is too much, but it is not so much enthusiasm as the crazy joy of seeing mountains of gold and silver.

After listening to Nan Xing's words, the bandit leader couldn't help clapping his hands a few times, looking at his eyes, he admired him a lot:

"It's because we were careless, how about this, if you are willing to be the military adviser in my village, I will let your family go, and you will share [-]% of the money I robbed in the future!"

Zhang Shifang didn't expect the bandit leader to accept Nan Xing, and his face turned pale immediately.

If Nan Xing becomes a military advisor, then he will be useless to the bandit leader, then——

(End of this chapter)