Just as the blade was about to slash Gu Dayong's back, Tang Dashan, who was returning, suddenly jumped out from the side, like a cannonball, and hit him with his round head.
Seeing this, Shu Mingli's heart jumped into his throat, and he banged his head against the knife. Isn't this a proper act of giving away someone's head?
Tang Dashan was indeed determined to die. He had been timid since he was a child. He was afraid of the dark, ghosts, and everything. His parents always disliked him for not being like a man.
Later, he got married and had a daughter. The daughter also looked down on him and always asked people. Uncle Mingli goes to the mountains to hunt every day and catches wild boars. How come you can't do anything?
Tang Dashan thought, since I can't survive this time anyway, I should stand up for myself before I die and be a man who stands upright and upright!
When he reunited with his daughter in his dream, he could tell her openly and honestly: Did you see that your father is also a hero who has saved people from the edge of a knife?
Tang Dashan was thinking very grandly, but his legs were swaying back and forth as if they had been hit by a cow. Halfway through, he stepped on a branch. His feet slipped and he flew out.
The moment Tang Dashan flew out, his heart went cold. It was over, this head was really for nothing!
As a result, he fell just right and hit the bandit leader's crotch firmly and accurately. The pain was so painful that the bandit leader dropped his knife and howled like a pig.
Tang Dashan was stunned for a moment, then burst into ecstasy and thought to himself: I am really a fucking genius! Then he bent down and picked up Shu Mingli and Gu Dayong and continued running.
However, Shu Mingli and Gu Dayong had injuries on their legs and could not run at all. After running a few steps, the bandit leader chased them with a knife.
This time his target became Tang Dashan. After all, Broken Egg's hatred was irreconcilable.
"You bitch, go to hell!" the bandit leader roared, slashing at Tang Dashan's head with all his strength. With such force, if the knife hit him, Tang Dashan's head would definitely be removed.
Tang Dashan subconsciously hid aside. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, his foot was entangled in vines and was not torn free.
Seeing that the momentum was not right, Shu Mingli grunted and suddenly burst out with force to push Tang Dashan away.
But because his legs were tired, he tilted his body and rolled down the steep slope.
The bandit leader missed with one blow and turned around and struck Tang Dashan again. Tang Dashan twisted his feet when he fell. He wanted to hide but couldn't move. He could only watch the cold light falling on his forehead.
It's over, he's really going to die this time.
Tang Dashan's nose felt sour and he closed his eyes holding back the tears. He was afraid of blood, so in order to feel more at ease on the road to hell, he had better not watch these bloody scenes.
The moment he closed his eyes, a rumble of thunder suddenly sounded in his ears, followed by the painful groan of the bandit leader.
He opened his eyes in surprise, and saw that the majestic bandit leader just now turned into a lump of coke. The coke swayed in the wind for a few times with billowing smoke, and then collapsed to the ground.
That "bang" was like a signal, and then the wind surged, the thunder continued, and several bolts of lightning fell from the sky, like sharp swords in the hands of knights, hitting the bandit's head one by one.
All the bandits struck by lightning were reduced to a pile of smoky charcoal. Even the pillars that had already died were not spared and were chopped into dregs.
The companions fell one after another. The surviving bandits were not in the mood to capture people for food, so they fled down the mountain with their heads in their hands.
The faster they ran, the faster the thunder struck, rumble, rumble, rumble, and after dozens of sounds, a large number of corpses lay strewn across the mountain.
Gu Dayong and Tang Dashan were frightened by this horrifying scene. They cowered and hid under the tree, not daring to move. After an unknown amount of time, the wind stopped and the thunder stopped.
The forest was so quiet that only the sound of the two people chattering teeth and clucking... was even denser than the sound of the old monk knocking on the wooden fish.
Finally, Gu Dayong plucked up the courage to look around, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he patted Tang Dashan on the shoulder, "It's okay. They were all hacked to death. Can you still move?"
Tang Dashan wanted to nod, but it was as if an iron rod was tied to his neck and he couldn't bend it at all. He took a few deep breaths and spoke tremblingly: "Yes, I should be able to move."
Gu Dayong leaned against the tree and exhaled: "I'm injured and can't walk anymore. You go back first and notify the villagers and ask them to come find Mingli."
"Ming Li, is he okay?" Tang Dashan turned to look at the dark hillside, his nose felt sour and he wanted to cry.
Gu Dayong clenched his fist silently, "It's okay. Look, God sent thunder to help us kill the bad guys. Mingli is a blessed man, so everything will be fine."
"Okay, I'll go back and inform the villagers." Tang Dashan tried to stand up with his hands on the ground, but his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't obey them at all. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a sharp pain swept through his body. He finally had the strength to go on his way.
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The way down the mountain was difficult, his ankles hurt, his butt hurt, everything hurt, and he didn't know how he was going down.
When he could no longer hold on, a banging sound came from the forest. It was the sound of the village chief's gong. He had heard it countless times along the way and it was absolutely unmistakable!
Tang Dashan instantly gained strength and ran towards the source of the sound, shouting loudly: "Here, we are here!"
Seeing a familiar face, Tang Dashan finally couldn't hold back the tears he had been holding for a long time. He knelt on his knees and cried, "Village chief, you are finally here. Woo hoo, we have encountered bandits. They
If you want to kill people, wuwu..."
The more Tang Dashan talked, the harder he cried. In the end, he was sobbing so hard that he couldn't even speak clearly.
Old Mrs. Shu had a short temper and couldn't stand his tendency to cry for a long time without getting to the point. She rushed forward, grabbed his clothes and asked, "Where is my Mingli? Where is Mingli?"
"Over there, I'll take you there." Tang Dashan wiped his tears in embarrassment and tried to stand up, but his legs were too weak to move for a long time. Seeing this, Shu Mingren quickly gave him a hand.
Under the guidance of Tang Dashan, a group of people arrived at the site of the incident, and saw charred corpses all over the ground.
Many little wives were so frightened that they screamed: "Oh my God, dead people! They are all dead!"
Tang Dashan wiped away his tears and explained: "These are god damn bandits. They originally wanted to kill us, but they were struck to death by lightning. Mingli fell down the slope to save me."
Mrs. Shu looked in the direction of his finger and saw the blood sprinkled between the vines at a glance. Her legs suddenly became weak, but soon she calmed down and walked towards the slope holding the torch.
The village chief settled Gu Dayong and quickly followed him with the rest of the people. The group of people searched along the slope but could not find Shu Mingli at all.
The foot of the mountain was deserted, and a crow stood on a branch and screamed, making everyone panic and uneasy.
Mrs. Shu held back the tears that welled up in her eyes, turned her head to look at Xiaotuanzi who was being held in Shu Mingyi's arms, and asked hopefully: "Yan Bao, do you know where the third uncle is?"
To her disappointment, Xiaotuanzi shook his head and said, "I don't know either."