It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 24

Lindao, setting sun, a few horses, a group of people.

Left...left, right...right. Gao Feibao kept scolding.

You can't dismount and lead them away. Gao Feihu couldn't bear it any longer.

No, at least I belong to the Arima family. People who get off the horse will think I'm driving a car. Gao Feibao.

Gao Feihu was speechless.

Gao Feibao rode on a blind horse and dragged the other, each blinded in one eye, and it was easy to turn in circles when walking. He was sweating profusely after walking for a few miles.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead, and sighed as he watched the sunset, In this situation, I couldn't help writing a poem.

Shut up, just write a poem with your knowledge. Sometimes Gao Feihu can't stand his younger brother.

Brother, do you really think there are five thunder laws in this world? Gao Feibao suddenly asked.

Gao Feihu moved in his heart, knowing that he had the same idea as himself.

It is said that there are. We have seen it with our own eyes, and there are still fakes.

It was too far away that day, and it was foggy, so I couldn't see clearly.

This is still waiting for the military advisor to come back. He has a lot of knowledge and must know.

Now, there is a lot of food in Toad Village. Gao Feibao just finished speaking, and immediately said: Left...right, left...

In the grass far away, there were four people lying on their backs.

Li Zhuang, the rich man of Lijiazhuang, nestled in the grass and had already changed into the sackcloth of the poor, followed by his three sons.

Father, do you think there are really gods in this world? the eldest son asked.

Why not! Otherwise, how did Li Gou's remaining two horses come from? It can only be given by gods.

But we've been waiting here for so long, and we haven't seen any immortals yet, said the second son.

Wait a minute, this kind of thing has to be sincere.

Just as he was talking, there was a sound of horse hooves coming from the front. Li Zhuang's eyes lit up: Come on, the three of you listen up and watch my performance.

Second, don't be angry, go back and let my mother cook a few dishes and drink some wine.

Brother, you said that these two horses were sold, would anyone want them?

I guess no one is as stupid as you.

The king of the mountain, spare your life, the king of the mountain, spare your life...

Suddenly, the four figures rushed out, and Putong knelt down in front of them.

Gao Feibao was startled and shouted angrily, Who are you?

Your Majesty, we are all poor people at the foot of the mountain. Do you have any wheat to cut? If you have any horses, just give us a dozen or twenty horses...

Two sentences, every sentence is stuck in the heart of Gao Feibao. He exchanged wheat for a blind horse, and I don't know how many bandits in Qingniu Mountain laughed at him. I only have two blind horses, and you actually want me to have horses... There are more than a dozen or twenty!

He rolled over and dismounted, kicked Li Zhuang to the ground with one foot, and pressed the knife to the opponent's throat: Say, who sent you to anger me.

Li Zhuang's heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Why was the matter different from what he thought. He could only beg for mercy: Your Majesty spare your life, Your Majesty spare your life... We are all poor, and we have nothing...

Wait a minute.

Gao Feihu dismounted, pinched Li Zhuang's face, and tore off the sackcloth on his body, revealing the silk jacket inside.

That poor family has such thin skin and tender meat that they can still wear silk.

A scoundrel came over and stared at Li Zhuang's face and said, The big boss, this seems to be Li Zhuang, the rich man of Lijiazhuang. The brothers stepped on his plate. This old boy has a lot of people and we dare not do it. Haha, Why did you run into the mountains by yourself today...

This must be because I have done too much good deeds, and the gods have pity on us. This is a blessing. Gao Feibao sighed and waved: Brothers, tied it up and let his family take the ransom.

...

The gashapon machine appeared in Cheng Dalei's mind, and the gashapon inside kept rolling.

Cheng Dalei was so nervous that his heart skipped a beat. The last time he brushed the bug was a bit too much. He was always worried that the system would retaliate on purpose. Maybe he would just draw a Thank you for your patronage in the lottery, and he didn't know if bad luck left him. I don't want anything about the system. BK artillery, tanks, and helicopters are just fine.

A gashapon was ejected, and at the same time, Cheng Dalei received a system prompt.

Duh, congratulations on getting a copy of the primary cottage defense blueprint.

Hey, the rewards this time are different from before. Cheng Dalei finally found the blueprint of this system reward from the cabinet next to the kang.

It is imperative to build a defensive offensive for the cottage. In the past, there were five people in the cottage, and there was nothing. No one would rob you. But now, the cottage has more than 50,000 catties of food, and I am in the bandit den of Qingniu Mountain. Now I don’t know how many people are watching. Drooling at Qingniu Mountain.

Relying on the thunder in the palm of your hand, it is estimated that it will not be long. Although there are not many smart people among the bandits, there are still some.

They must establish the defense of the cottage before they become enlightened, otherwise, they will be just a warehouse manager, and the 50,000 catties of grain can only be watched for others.

Since the system rewarded himself with a blueprint, he just set up the defense of the cottage. But this inevitably ushered in the second problem: the lack of population in the cottage.

Counting Huang Sanyuan, there are only six people in the cottage at the moment. It is a fool's dream to rely on these people to build the defense facilities of the cottage.

And I just have a task on my body, which is to recruit the population and develop the population of the cottage to 100, and the system will reward a lottery chance again.

But where do you go to recruit people?

Thinking of this, Cheng Dalei was a little worried, and the population or labor force became a factor restricting the development of cottages. Thinking about it, Cheng Dalei opened the system interface and checked the cottage information.

Copycat: Toad Village (ruined primary copycat)

Owner: Cheng Dalei

Population: 6

Skills: Unity, Healing

In the dead of night, Cheng Dalei was thinking alone how to develop the cottage and which direction the cottage should develop.

In fact, no matter when, the bandit is the most unpopular existence. Cheng Dalei really hopes to draw a strategist like Zhuge Liang and a warrior like Zhang Fei, let's not say whether the system will draw, even if there is, if they Would a person of this level feel at ease to protect a bandit?

Hehe, you must know that Zhou Cang tried his best to get in front of the second master Guan, and finally gave his life to the second master. When he was dying, he just carried the knife behind the second master.

He Cheng Dalei didn't want to carry a knife for anyone.

And this world... Even if Cheng Dalei knew a little about this world, he knew that troubled times were coming. This is not to say how smart Cheng Dalei is, but at least he has five thousand years of history in his stomach. Although he cannot be said to be proficient, he can understand the general trend of history. In today's empire, there are Rong tribes who are eyeing the outside world, and there are groups of clans who are divided. The broken house of Dawu has long been riddled with holes and needs to be rebuilt.

The end of the Qin Dynasty, the end of the Han Dynasty, the end of the Sui Dynasty, the end of the Tang Dynasty, the end of the Song Dynasty... In that troubled world, it was not the dead, the dead, the dead, the non-stop dead.

When the turbulent times come, the heroes are competing in the world, and I am a little thief, what should I rely on.

He now has a sense of belonging to this cottage, Qin Man, Lin Shaoyu, Xu Shenji, Xu Linger... This kind of existence is similar to relatives. He hoped to keep this cottage and not let anyone interfere.

And there may not be much time left for him.