Chapter 357 The bloody case caused by a recipe (2)
In the eastern part of Guandong, at the foot of a mountain where bandits entrenched, more than a dozen small bandits were holding weapons and snuggling behind the stones. Their clothes were not very glossy, and they also had dishes on their faces, which looked like they were caused by long-term malnutrition.
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There are not many people in this bandit village, and the leader of the leader is a very incompetent person, so everyone who follows him suffers a lot.
Every time I go down the mountain, people are listless, because there is no gain in the harvest. It is better to find a place to sleep on the mountain. If you are hungry, you can pick up a handful of leaves and put them in your mouth and chew them, which can also ensure that people will not be hungry.
die.
However, after this, people, as the head of the family, became a little angry over time. Although he was similar to everyone, he was shaking when he was hungry every day.
In this way, it was the day to go down the mountain today, but no one wanted to move. In the end, the person who went down the mountain was decided by drawing lots.
These people who were slapped, sighing, as if going down the mountain was a hard and tiring job.
However, strictly speaking, this is really a chore, because although the distance from the mountain village to the bottom of the mountain is not far, it is about three or four miles away. If everyone is full, this is nothing, but now
People have no idea at all, so it will be a bit difficult to walk this distance.
After walking down the mountain panting, more than a dozen small bandits holding rusty swords and spears, they found a mountain road and lie down, waiting for the fat sheep to take the bait.
However, for them, they can't afford to offend too big fat sheep. They have more guns and people than them. Going up to rob is simply to die; but single pedestrians are not worth robbing, and there are not many on them in total.
The harvest is too small.
In this way, people lie on the mountain road in the morning until the sun sets westward, and they haven't found a suitable fat sheep. The day is like a waste of time again.
Now, people are so hungry that they have eaten the two potatoes they brought. Besides, it is useless to get something, and it is simply a hook to the greed in their stomachs.
He raised his head and a little bandit looked at the sun that was almost set on the top of the West Mountain, and then said dejectedly, "Oh, it's getting late, why don't we go back."
"Go back? Can you spare us?" The other little bandits all had a bitter face. They knew that if they went back empty-handedly, the boss would definitely not spare them.
Although the boss is not very brave, he is the boss after all. Once he knows that he is saving potatoes down the mountain with food, he doesn't take anything back, and at least a beating is indispensable.
In order to go down the mountain this time, the last little potatoes on the mountain were steamed, and the dozen or so bandits took them, hoping that they could gain something.
Everyone lowered their heads and squatted behind the stones in a daze, and no one came up with a good idea.
Some people suggested not to go up the mountain, so people would just run away together, but they were rejected because everyone left here and had no place to go, so they would starve to death outside.
At least there are still some leaves on the mountain that can be eaten. Besides, some potatoes and sweet potatoes grown by themselves will ripe after a while, and life will be better.
Now is the most difficult time, and as long as you pass it, everything will be fine. The little bandits fell asleep behind the stone with beautiful hope.
I don't know when, suddenly a small bandit heard the footsteps, and he woke up immediately. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was dark now. He hurriedly pushed the other small bandits beside him, "Wake up, wake up."
It's dark, I'm back to the mountain."
The little bandits were sleeping soundly, and they saw a lot of pancakes in their dreams. They were so happy that they didn't know how to do it. As soon as they reached out, they woke up the dream. They immediately muttered dissatisfiedly, "
What are you doing? I don’t know if I’m going to eat sesame cakes, so I can at least take a bite.”
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he got up from the ground, and the little bandits were sleepy and were about to walk out of the stone.
Suddenly, a small bandit shouted in a low voice, "Listen, there are footsteps in front of you, it seems that someone is coming."
The other little bandits sneered and laughed, "Are you hungry and confused? No one is there?" But they also subconsciously turned their heads and listened, but they found that there were really footsteps.
Now everyone was in a state of mind. Although they hadn't seen who the other party was or how many people there were, at least they had some hope.
For a moment, the stone was chaotic, some reached out to grab the spear tied with sickles, some grabbed the spear made of iron pickaxes, and some grabbed the rusty kitchen knives, all of which rushed to the stone.
Looking outside.
At this time, the footsteps gradually approached, and it seemed that there were many people. Now the little bandits were all depressed because it made them a little depressed. There were so many people on the other side, how could they rob the other side?
With more than a dozen people who are hungry and have no energy to walk, and with these weapons that make people afraid of life, they want to rob a team of more than three people, the chance of success is about 10%.
Once, more than a dozen small bandits stopped a team of three people and then wanted to wield weapons to let others put down their things, which caused a violent beating.
Although there are only four people, the brother is tall and strong, and their small body is no match for him, making people beat him and run away with his head in his arms.
Since then, they have formulated a principle that no team of redundant or equal to four people will be robbed.
The remaining range is limited if one person has no disaster and more than four people has no disaster. Now the target people can choose is much lower, and they have not encountered one in a day.
Just as they were staring at the person who came, three people walked up the mountain road, and from their figures they seemed to be three fat people.
With the faint moonlight, we can see that the three fat men have shaved their heads, their brains reflecting the moonlight in the sky, making them look slightly shining, and their bodies are also extremely fat. No matter how you look at them, they feel that they are horizontal.
Vertical wide.
However, their attention was immediately attracted by the things carried by the three of them. They were all half-person-high backpacks, which seemed to contain a lot of things.
A little bandit sucked his nose, flapped his nose, and then shouted in surprise, "It's white flour and rice, oil and seasonings, wow, it's even the smell of meat."
Perhaps because they have been hungry for a long time, these guys have stooped their noses to eat all day long, so they are particularly sensitive to exercise, especially the little bandit just now, whose nose is almost as fast as the dog's nose.
When they heard that they were all eating, the little bandits' eyes turned red. For them, nothing was better than eating. For these foods, there were a few tigers on the other side and they wanted to try them.
Seeing that the three fat men were getting closer and closer, they were about to get to the distance, the little bandits clenched the swords and guns in their hands and were about to rush out.