Chen Mu and others were very fast and didn't take much time. They were all ready for roasting or boiling chickens, ducks, geese, etc.

Li Muyun didn't care about it, and at first he pulled the big goose that scared him over. In order to avenge him, he had to eat it himself.

Of course, don't ask Li Muyun why he knew that the goose was killed by him. As an enemy, he was fully capable of recognizing the guy with no head at a glance.

The little old man Li Yuan had a chicken in his hand. The little old man was eating slowly and chatting with Li Muyun indifferently: "Boy, since you want to be a bandit, I don't know which kind you want to be?"

"Which type? A bandit isn't a bandit, why are there any classification?" Li Muyun's mouth was stuffed with goose meat, which was very consistent with his image as a rustic in Chen Mu and others' hearts.

"Of course there are classifications, people are divided into three levels, and these bandits are naturally divided into three levels, middle and lower." Li Yuan said.

"Then, let me tell you!" Li Muyun had never thought that the bandits would be divided into levels, and he thought that this was the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

But Li Yuan said, "Then let's talk about low-level bandits first. These low-level bandits are generally thieves, that is, the kind who knocks on the door of a widow and digs out graves. It can be said that they will not bully them until they reach ninety-nine or even when they can leave."

"What? Then, isn't that a gangster?" Li Muyun listened for a long time before he recalled it.

Li Yuan shook his head: "It's different. The gangsters sometimes have morality, but the low-level bandits are different. So, do you want to be such a low-level bandit?"

"No, this is too immoral." Li Muyun shook his head and continued, "Or why don't you talk about the higher bandits."

"Well..." Li Yuan pulled a long voice: "This high-level bandit is the so-called 'those who steal the hook, and the marquis who steal the country'..."

Before Li Yuan finished speaking, Li Muyun shook his head and said, "Forget it, this is not OK. I am not that material, I can't steal the country, you might as well change it!" He still steals the country, and he doesn't see who the emperor is now, who dares to steal the country from Li Shimin. After living for a long time, he will feel that his life will be long.

Seeing Li Muyun's reaction fiercely, a trace of disappointment flashed in Li Yuan's eyes, but he was quickly covered up. He continued to say, "Then the only intermediate bandit."

"Finally?" Li Muyun's eyes lit up in response.

"What do you think in the middle?" Li Yuan gave him a blank look and continued, "This intermediate bandit is like what you said. The so-called thief also has a way. It is about being a sensible and knowing what should be done and what should not be done."

"Well, this is good, this is good, I will be this 'ultimate' bandit." No matter what Li Yuan said, Li Muyun had made up his mind and it was this 'ultimate'.

As for men, the limit is to pursue and save. When you are a bandit, you will naturally be the kind of "ultimate".

Seeing Li Muyun's very excited look, Li Yuan cleared his slightly dry throat: "Since you already have plans, what are your plans?"

"Plan? Be a bandit, just see who has money to grab it, what other plans do you need?" Li Muyun thought that Li Yuan was really weird. It was a very simple thing to do when he came to him, and he was both planning and level. I am not a high-ranking official, mayor, and I want Mao's plan. The bandits and bandits played on TV all want to do whatever they want.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the old man Li Yuan became anxious: "I am confused. Although those who do great things do not care about the details, as a man, how can I not have a long-term plan for my actions?"

Long-term planning... Chen Mu and others, who were huddling aside and eating meat, were stunned for a moment, looked up at Li Yuan, worshiping all the gods and Buddhas he knew in their hearts, and thought to live the ancestors, please stop making trouble, go back after playing for two days, but don’t plan for a long-term plan. If you are fine, we are afraid that our heads will not be able to save our heads.

But the old man Li Yuan didn't even look at them, but just said to Li Muyun: "You can make a plan later, time, place, people, etc., as well as retreat plans, unexpected measures... Well, that's all."

What, what? Still, still plan? Li Muyun was speechless and stared at Li Yuan for a while and said, "Dad, you'd better spare me. I can't be a bandit anymore? I have to write a plan for robbery. So should I write another application form for approval in the county?"

I haven't commented on the complaint for a long time. The little old man Li Yuan was itchy and always wanted to criticize something. At this time, when Li Muyun reminded him, he suddenly realized and said seriously: "It's not necessary to report to the county. Just write it for your father. I'll give you some checks on your father."

Hey, this old man said he was fat and he was still breathing! Li Muyun looked at Li Yuan speechlessly, and he was not even feeling like eating meat.

However, the old man Li Yuan seemed to be excited and looked at Chen Mu who was also dazed and said, "Chen Mu, how did Xiaoyun asks you to inquire about the matter in the morning?"

"Ah?" Chen Mu didn't expect that there was something he had about him. He was stunned for a moment before he realized, and thought for a while and said, "The villain asked. According to the Shanyin County Lord Bo, there is a village five miles north of the city, and there seems to be a few pigs in the village."

"Well, Xiaoyun, do you know that Zhuangzi?" After hearing Chen Mu's reply, Old Li Yuan looked at Li Muyun again.

What could Li Muyun say? As a native landlord, how could he not know the village in the north of the city? So he could only nod.

"Since you know, then write a plan to show your potential for your father."

As the saying goes, clay man has three parts of earthiness, let alone the top killers from later generations.

Li Muyun was repeatedly agitated by old Li Yuan, and Chen Mu and others looked at the rustic bull, and they made up their minds and thought to me that I would give you some excellence.

So, Li Da Killer casually smoked a half-burned firewood from the bonfire where the chicken was roasting, and then extinguished the fire on it and came to the edge of the yard wall.

Time: midnight;

Location: Wangjiazhuang, Wuli outside the city.

Environment: The terrain is flat and unobstructed, which facilitates cavalry retreat and cannot be ambushed.

Characters: Li Muyun, Chen Mu..., a total of ten people.

plan:……

On the wall of the loess, lines of beautiful hard pens were placed on it. Not to mention the content, just talking about this word made Li Yuan nodded.
Chapter completed!