Across the Water Margin: Officials of Ximen

The woodcutter said falteringly: "Perhaps it's because the mountain is densely covered with mountains and dense forests, so it's not easy to conquer? The government also sent troops to go around the mountain with gongs and drums for a few times. But before going up the mountain, the officers and soldiers I went back home. We poor people dare not ask what the officials and gentlemen are thinking."

The black-faced man sighed: "Hey! I only hate that I am lonely and have no companions. If there are more good men to go with me, I will definitely go to Kushu Mountain to kill you and other villagers."

Hearing this, the woodcutter hurriedly advised: "Guest, don't dare to be impulsive! There are many thieves on that mountain, so don't go and risk your life in vain."

The black-faced man asked again: "Brother, since there are bandits on this mountain, why don't you move away and stay at the bottom of this mountain?"

The woodcutter sighed: "Hey, the guests don't know. As the saying goes, "a broken house is worth ten thousand yuan, and once you move it, you will be poor for three years." The rich family can give up their money and escape for their lives, but our poor family can't afford to move with only this little possession! Besides! , There are a lot of dead trees on this mountain, which is convenient for firewood, so you can still make ends meet if you stay here."

The woodcutter and the black-faced man were talking along the way, and not far away, they saw half a hut exposed under a small hill ahead, and there was faint smoke floating on the hut.

"Mother~" The little girl ran over to the cottage when she saw the cottage.

"Guest, my house is here. Please come into the house to rest and drink some water first!" The woodcutter pointed to the thatched cottage in front of him and said to the black-faced man.

"Then the younger brother is bothering the elder brother this time." The black-faced man replied, and looked up at the thatched cottage.

I saw the little girl running to the cottage, and a woman in black came out of the house, knelt down and hugged the little girl with both arms.

The little girl pointed at the black-faced man and whispered in the woman's ear.The woman followed the little girl's finger and saw the woodcutter leading the black-faced man to him.

The woman got up hastily, and said a blessing to the black-faced man.

The woodcutter asked the woman to go to the kitchen to fetch some clean water, and then put out a few bowls of cooked beans and rice to entertain the guests around her.

The woman turned and ran into the kitchen, and the little girl followed her mother up and down.

The black-faced man followed the woodcutter to put down the bundle of firewood, looked around, and saw only two lonely thatched cottages of the woodcutter's house.He asked the woodcutter, "Brother, why is there only your family here, and there are no other cottages?"

The woodcutter moved his sore shoulders and replied to the black-faced man: "Guest, I live here alone with my family in order to go up the mountain to collect firewood. I have to walk three or four miles to the foot of the mountain before I can see the nearest one." village."

Hearing the words, the black-faced man sighed, "It's such a pity..."

The woman led the little girl to work in the kitchen, fetched a bowl of clear water, filled a few more bowls of fragrant bean rice, and prepared to serve it to the guests and her man.

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream from the courtyard outside the door.

When the woman heard that the voice belonged to her man, she was so frightened that she accidentally broke a clay bowl.She hurried to the door and looked out.

Seeing this, the woman was frightened out of her wits, her legs gave way, and she fell down on the threshold.

All I saw was that the woodcutter fell to the ground with his head facing the kitchen. There was a long wound on his back, and blood was gurgling, making him soaked in a pool of blood.

The woodcutter hadn't died yet, he looked at the woman desperately and anxiously, and shouted: "Run! Quickly..."

Before he could finish speaking, an iron ax slammed heavily on the woodcutter's shoulder and neck, making his voice stop abruptly.

I saw the black-faced man holding an iron axe, and with a smirk on his face, he stabbed two more axes viciously on the woodcutter's back, screaming refreshingly.

The woman was so frightened that one Buddha was born and the other two Nirvana. Tears flowed in her eyes, but she was too frightened to cry out.

"Daddy!" The little girl behind her screamed and ran out, throwing herself on the black-faced man's leg to bite.

The black-faced man raised his leg and kicked the little girl, kicking the little girl out of the way.The little girl rolled on the ground a few times, unable to stand upright in pain, tears streaming down her face.But she was still cursing in her small mouth: "Bad guy, you killed my father, you are a bad guy..."

The black-faced man licked his lips, grinning ferociously, revealing his sharp white teeth.He took a step forward, rushed to the little girl's side in two or three steps, stepped on the little girl with a big foot, raised the iron ax in his hand, and wanted to do the same thing, hacking the little girl to death just like he killed the woodcutter just now.

"Hero, spare my life! Spare my daughter!" The woman suddenly gained strength, screamed and rushed over, hugging the black-faced man's feet and kowtowed for mercy.

"You bird girl, don't hinder the master's happiness!" The black-faced man kicked the woman away, licking his mouth and carefully looking at the little girl under his feet.I wondered where the first ax cut was the most enjoyable.

"Good man! Good man! Please spare my daughter! I, I would like to serve the good man!" In desperation, the woman tore open her breast, revealing a piece of glistening flesh. Burning eyes.

The black-faced man stared at the woman's body unscrupulously, and temporarily stopped what he was doing.

Chapter 133

The woman saw that the black-faced man stopped waving the hand holding the ax and stared straight at her chest, a glimmer of hope ignited in her heart.

The woman suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran into the kitchen, picked up the bowl of clear water at the door, washed her face covered with soot and tears, and went out of the kitchen again, stumbling to the black-faced man.

The woman knelt down in front of the black-faced man, looked at the black-faced man and begged: "Hero! If you let my daughter go, I will do anything for him. If you let my daughter go, I will serve him well... ..."

The black-faced man smiled grimly, grabbed the woman's bun with his left hand and pushed it, causing the woman to tilt her head back and face the sky, kneeling in a strange posture, revealing her naked neck and large hair under his eyelids. chest.Immediately afterwards, he swung his right hand suddenly, and slashed the ax in his hand hard on the woman's neck.

The woman's neck was cut off at once, and before she could utter a scream, she fell into a pool of blood.The woman stared at a pair of eyes full of fear and doubt, and she really did not rest in peace.

The black-faced man's face like the bottom of a pot was splattered with hot blood from the woman, and he looked like a ghost.He excitedly licked the blood on his face, and turned to look at the little girl beside him who had been frightened.

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In the kitchen of the woodcutter's house, the black-faced man stripped naked, washed the blood off his body with the water left in the tank, and put on the clean clothes in the package.

After tidying up his body, the black-faced man picked up a bowl of bean rice that was still warm, took a wooden spoon, walked to the door of the kitchen, sat on the threshold, looked at the three corpses lying in the yard, and ate it in a good mood. Let's eat.

Not long after, the black-faced man ate up the whole pot of beans and rice in the kitchen, and then he put down the bowl contentedly, and sighed: "It's so delicious! This bird girl is really good at cooking."

The black-faced man went out and threw the bodies of the woodcutter's family of three into the kitchen, and threw the firewood into the kitchen as well.Then, he lit a big fire in front of and behind the house, causing the thatched hut to burn down quickly.

The black-faced man picked up the package on his back, picked up the whistle stick, and picked up the bright red flower on the ground, put the flower on his head, hummed a song, and gradually walked away contentedly.Behind him, the two huts were already burning with flames soaring to the sky.

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The black-faced man killed three new people, he was in a good mood, and he walked up the dry tree mountain with light steps.After turning left and right in the dense forest and turning around several hills, a stone and wooden cottage appeared in the valley ahead.

The young man patrolling in front of the village saw the black-faced man from a distance, and shouted in surprise, "It's the village master! The village master is back! Open the door quickly."

The gate of the cottage was wide open, and dozens of thieves rushed out, standing in two rows by the side of the road, and greeted the black-faced man yelling.

This black-faced man turned out to be the leader of the bandits in Kushushan, named Bao Xu.This Bao Xu is a native of Guanzhou, and he brought five or seven hundred young people here to occupy the mountain and become the king. He usually robs houses, kills and sells goods, and does all kinds of evil.

Because Bao Xu had no choice but to kill people in his life, people in the world compared him to the door god, which meant that meeting him would bring no good things, and he would bring disaster and bad luck to others.Therefore, Bao Xu got the nickname of "Sangmen God" in the Jianghu, and he was also well-known among the bandits in Shandong and Hebei.

This Bao Xu is cruel and easy to kill, but he has a worry in his heart and needs to kill to vent it.

After Bao Xu got up early today, he was restless, so he went down the mountain alone to look for prey, and killed the woodcutter's family by himself.

After killing several people at this moment, Bao Xu felt refreshed and felt indescribably comfortable. When he saw every little guy, he greeted each of them with a pleasant face.

Bao Xu's subordinates all knew the character of the village owner, and when they saw Bao Xu in such a good mood, they knew that he had killed another person at the foot of the mountain.The young men all surrounded Bao Xu and flattered him, trying to please him when he was in a good mood.

Bao Xu walked into the cottage, entered the Juyi Hall, sat on his tiger-skin chair, and asked his subordinates, "Why is the Second Village Master missing?"

His subordinates came forward to report: "Master Dazhai, after you went down the mountain, the master of the second village took a group of brothers down the mountain. The master of the second village said that he went to the north mountain to loot two villages and bring back some food and money. In addition, the second village master also asked the villain to bring a message to the Dazhai master, saying that he would catch a few dogs and men and bring them back, so that the Dazhai master could practice his sword."

Hearing what his subordinates said, Bao Xu, the "Sangmen God", laughed loudly, and said to his subordinates: "My brother is really a good brother! Let him rest on the mountain, and he can't stay for a moment. With me Good brother, why worry that my business in the Ershen Village of Kushu Mountain is not flourishing?"

All the gangsters in the Juyi Hall shouted in unison: "The master of the great village is wise! The master of the second village is mighty!" From their uniform shouts, it can be seen that they have not practiced less on weekdays.