077、What is the difference of one thought (Part 2)
The bandits can no longer take away what they want, but Huwa can. Just yesterday, everyone had nodded. Mr. Xiao had the final say on what to do with the three newly discovered medium-grade magic weapons and the bottle of elixir.
Beixi has already brought the things to the warehouse where Huwa lives for storage.
Shigure and Yunxi who came to help were killed one after another. Today, at the beginning of the decisive battle, Beixi also died. Baixihong's mood was complicated. He was secretly happy that he might have to pay less. When Huwa killed the farmer
When he was able, the victory of Baixi Village was already determined, but Baixihong wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get rid of Huwa too.
Although Bai Xihong hated Huwa, his murderous intention suddenly appeared in an instant. Under normal circumstances, he would never dare to do so, but the opportunity at that time was too good! After killing Huwa, he turned around and announced that Mr. Xiao was unfortunately killed in battle.
Who can blame Yu Nongneng for being under the sword?
If Huwa dies, then there will only be one Lingbao left among the experts who came to help. The Lingbao will leave sooner or later. Even if he stays here for the time being, he is no match for Bai Xihong, who has the third level of cultivation.
As long as the Baixi family can get another Lingbao, they don't have to pay a high price. Of course they can keep the precious bottle of Bi Zhendan and the three middle-grade magic weapons. At most, they can only give one to Lingbao. The rest who died in battle
Among the masters, some may not have family members who would come to the door. Even if they did, Bai Xiying could express his gratitude on behalf of the tribe and pay for one low-grade magic weapon and two more treasures.
At that moment, this was all Bai Xihong thought about, and he took action before he had time to think more. But he failed, and at this moment, Huwa was forced to reveal the flaw in public.
Lingbao pointed a long knife at Bai Xihong and shouted at the villagers: "Can such a vicious person be spared his life?"
However, Huwa, who was in full view of everyone, suddenly turned around and left the crowd, and while everyone was looking at each other, he took the three medium-grade magical artifacts discovered yesterday.
Huwa handed the long-handled flying sickle to Zhu Sanxian, who had been watching the excitement just now, and said solemnly: "Chief Sanxian, I promised that if I defeated the bandits, the magic weapon from Baixi Village would be given to you as a thank you. Now.
I think this one is just right for you, so take it now." Zhutou San was overjoyed. He took it in his hand and thanked everyone in public, then turned around and looked at Bai Xihong with a fierce look in his eyes.
Huwa then handed the sword to Lingbao and said: "A sword should be suitable for a strong man. Since you asked me to deal with this thing, I will do it now. Strong man Lingbao, please take this sword, it is just right for you." Lingbao said.
Bao Ye took the sword in public and hung it on his waist majestically. He also turned around and looked at Bai Xihong murderously.
Huwa also looked at Bai Xihong. He also did not hide his murderous intention. Everyone around him felt the murderous intention.
Bai Xihong was retreating quietly, but the villagers around him were retreating faster, as if they were avoiding the approach of a poisonous snake, leaving a large open space in an instant. Lingbao, Zhu Sanxian, and Huwa stood still and did not move.
Stare at him like this.
Of course Bai Xiying knew what Huwa and others wanted to do. He suddenly jumped off the altar and stopped in front of Bai Xihong. He knelt down and shouted: "My Hong'er did break through the three levels of cultivation not long ago and did not try his best to deal with the bandits, but this is also
It's not a capital crime! The one he hit with his flying knife in the fierce battle today was a clay pot, not the little gentleman. This cannot be used to accuse him of trying to murder the little gentleman!
He is still too young. Even if he makes any mistakes, please give him another chance... If there is a punishment, let me, the father, bear it!"
Bai Xiying is not very good as a clan leader. But he really has nothing to say about his son. His grandfather was once the lord of Feihong City. He named his son "Hong", which shows that he has high hopes. Bai Xihong has already made a breakthrough at a young age.
With cultivation in the three realms, there is great hope that he will surpass his ancestors in the future and become the pride of the Baixi family.
Seeing the murderous intentions of all the masters in public, Bai Xiying was so anxious that he almost went crazy and stopped in front of his son to plead for mercy. Lingbao sneered and said: "Bai Xiying, your son shouldn't die! If you want to spare him, what will happen to the people who died for Baixi Village?"
Won’t you agree?”
Bai Xiying, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped up, opened her arms and threw herself forward, shouting: "Hong'er, go away!"
Zhu Sanxian kicked Bai Xiying back to the altar. Bai Xihong was also about to pounce, and looking at his posture, he actually wanted to pounce on Miss Weiwei not far away, as if he was planning to take her hostage. However, his body
As soon as the shape moved, it suddenly stopped and was firmly bound by several long snake-like lights and shadows. Then Huwa held a long whip in his hand, which was another middle-grade magic weapon obtained from the cellar in the backyard of Weiwei's house.
device.
Bound by the light and shadow from the long whip, Bai Xihong could not use his magic power, and he could not even scream. The long knife in Lingbao's hand flew out, and he used Bai Xihong's knife instead of the sword.
With the sword, Zhu Sanxian kicked Bai Xiying away and then swung his scythe, but the whirlwind of light missed him because Lingbao had taken the first step and chopped off Bai Xihong's head.
Huwa sighed, put away the whip, turned around and left, taking Panhu back to the warehouse of Tian Xiao's house, and did not continue to pay attention to the affairs in the village. Bai Xihong's head rolled far away, and the headless body was taken with him.
Falling to the ground with gushing blood, Zhu Sanxian shouted dissatisfied at Lingbao: "Young gentleman gave me the magic weapon, and you clearly asked me to do it. Why are you trying to snatch it from me?"
The villagers were dumbfounded, and another shrill scream came from the altar - the patriarch Bai Xiying is crazy!
Bai Xiying cried and laughed sometimes, going crazy and crazy, and her appearance was so miserable that it was pitiful. In the end, Zhu Sanxian couldn't bear to watch anymore, so she walked over and slapped him unconscious. Bai Xihong was dead, and Bai Xiying was also crazy, but
Things in the village still need to be dealt with, and among the clan members, Tian Xiao is the only one left who can take charge.
Tian Xiao stood on the altar with a cane and said: "I am very old..." As soon as he said this, he coughed violently. Lingbao quickly jumped on the altar to support him and said: "Xiao Bo, what happened to you yesterday?"
I was injured just now, and I should have been recovering quietly, but today I tried my best to deal with village affairs, so please pay attention to your health."
Zhu Sanxian shouted loudly from the audience: "Mr. Lingbao, actually the villagers are listening to you now. If I want Old Man Xiao to recover from his injuries, just do me a favor for the time being and continue to be in charge of Baixi Village!"
Tian Xiao also took advantage of the situation and saluted Lingbao and said: "Mr. Lingbao, you, Mr. Xiao and all the experts have saved Baixi Village, and everyone is willing to obey your orders. What should we do next? I need your advice again."
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Zhu Sanxian and Tian Xiao's proposal was unanimously supported by the villagers, and everyone begged Lingbao to continue to make decisions for Baixi Village. If the situation were different, it would be difficult for people to listen to an outsider taking charge of their own affairs, but Lingbao is leading the villagers
In the process of fighting against the bandits, he has been playing the role equivalent to the clan leader, and the prestige he has established is far beyond the comparison of the previous Bai Xiying.
Faced with the sincere pleas of the villagers, Lingbao felt excited and nodded in agreement. With the support of Miss Weiwei, Tian Xiao walked off the altar and returned home to rest. His attitude was the same as Huwa's. It was clear that he was
It means letting go and letting Lingbao take care of things.
Zhu Sanxian led a group of pig-headed people who were still watching the fun under the altar. Unexpectedly, Lingbao saluted him and said: "Chief Sanxian, please come up and speak. There are many things in Baixi Village, and we still need to rely on you and the other mountains.
The Aointang people are helping me a lot."
Zhu Sanxian jumped up to the altar, touched his big head and said, "Mr. Xiao and old man Xiao have gone back to rest. Do you have anything else to do with me?"
Lingbao: "How could it not be without you? There are still many things! If you hadn't led the warriors from the clan here today, the losses in Baixi Village would have been beyond imagination. Not only do I want to thank Haosheng on behalf of the villagers, but I also want to talk to Sanxian
The clan leaders discuss how the two clans will help each other and get along in the future?"
Zhu Sanxian looked at the long-handled flying sickle in his hand, nodded and said: "The middle-grade magic weapon that the young gentleman gave me is also from Baixi Village, and we also dug so many potatoes from Baixi Village, not only for winter
We have enough food to feed the pigs. Now that Lingbao Warrior has spoken, if there is anything you need help from the Shangao Clan, just say it."
After the war, there were many things that needed to be dealt with in Baixi Village, so they discussed and decided one by one on the spot. The tribesmen's cooperation and cooperation now are much more skillful than a month ago. As long as Lingbao gives an order, things can be done very efficiently.
The first is to arrange pensions, treatment and rescue matters, and the second is to thank the masters who came to help. Shigure, Yunxi, and Beixi have been killed in the battle. Although Bai Xiying is crazy, the promise he made on behalf of his tribe will not change. Bai Xiying is crazy.
Xicun will try to contact the families of these martyrs, and still wants to thank them for a magical artifact and two treasures, so they will use the items in the cellar in the backyard of Bai Xiying's house.
As far as Lingbao knows, Shigure has no family members. Since he died in the battle to protect Baixi Village, he will be buried next to the village with other villagers and receive worship every year. Beixi and Yunxi should have family members and should try to contact them as much as possible;
If you can't contact him, you can ask the city lord to order a search when you report the city outline.
As for Lingbao and Huwa, they don’t need any other thanks. Mr. Hu has just disposed of the treasures found in the cellar in the backyard of Weiwei’s house. Huwa gave the sword and flying sickle to Lingbao and Zhu Sanxian respectively.
, he kept the long whip, and no one asked how to distribute the remaining bottle of Bi Needle Pill.
As for the beheaded bandits, most of their bodies were too bloody to be recognized. Fortunately, the weather was cold now, so they were hastily buried in a place on the other side of the Baixi River, waiting to be reported to the city outline before being disposed of. Their weapons
The armor is a thing of the city wall, and the magic weapons of the three leaders may also be stolen goods, which are temporarily stored and awaiting delivery to the city wall.
The next thing is to organize the tribesmen to quickly repair the demolished houses. Lingbao made a suggestion, not to rebuild on the original site, but to build on another homestead. Zhu Sanxian interjected: "The walls of your village are all
It hasn’t been repaired for decades, right? There are so many gaps left, and they have not been expanded with the village. Of course there is no problem when everything is peaceful, but if there is another accident in the future, I am afraid it will be too late to cry!" (To be continued...)