Chapter 163 God helps the self-help

In Yang Xiong's eyes, people live like mandrills, there is no meaning to continue living.

Now, the people in front of him—Boi, thin, dirty, fierce, desperate, and even living as bad as a mandrill.

At least there are some cloth pieces covering the body of a woman, and the man... it is hard to describe it.

Some children with big heads with bare hands in their mouths and stared at Yang Xiong with huge eyes.

They said they were not bandits, they were indeed robbing merchants and passers-by at the foot of the mountain.

It is said that they are bandits, and during the robbery, they have to pay several times the price of their lives to rob something.

Under the gaze of these people, Yang Xiong came to the edge of the stream, washed the handkerchief and began to wipe the blood stains left after the bites of the leech on his arms.

If these people don’t speak, they won’t be ready to speak.

To prevent these people who are more vulnerable than wild pandas from thinking that he has other plans.

For countless years, this area has been a place where bandits are rampant.

It’s not that bandits like Li Hongji, Zhang Bingzhong, and Yun Zhao have harmed this place. They all have ambitions and do not look down on these extremely poor people.

It is the result of the local powerful people fighting each other.

A powerful man is a grass-headed king. The speed of the change of the king's flag on the city wall here changes almost every day, causing the people here to live in war and horror forever.

In addition, this place is not only barren, but also a distant village of culture.

Over the years, no powerful figure has appeared to unify the local area, bringing some order and limited peace to the local area.

Strong man rule is not terrible, the most terrifying thing is fragmented separatism.

These days, people on the mountain often come to the plains in groups to rob. After Yang Xiong surrounded and suppressed several groups of savage robbers, he found that these people did not need to encircle and suppress them. He found that the officers and soldiers were chasing them, and they fell to the ground and died of exhaustion after running a few steps.

After several living people learned that people were starving to death in the mountains every day, they were only in the story of Yang Xiong alone in Li Jiaping.

Hanzhong was originally a wealthy place, but because of its sparse population, if it wants to develop quickly, it must have a population. Otherwise, even if there are oxen and seeds and materials in Guanzhong, there will be not enough people to manage it.

"What does an official come here? There is nothing here, no food, no wealth, and no beauty."

A tall man with a tall bone but not a few taels of flesh on his body slowly approached Yang Xiong with a hunched back and asked cautiously.

"Follow me down, if you want to survive, go down the mountain with me."

Yang Xiong began to wipe the mud on his leather boots.

"What do officials want us to do? We have nothing."

The man reiterated to Yang Xiong over and over again that they had nothing.

"I still have some strength to farm!"

"The officials also saw that we had nothing, so what kind of farming should we take?"

Yang Xiong frowned and said irritably: "I said, you still have some strength!"

The man sighed, looked back at the group of ghost-like people, and said to a young man: "Get the skin."

The boy stubbornly gritted his teeth and said nothing.

The skinny man was a little anxious and raised his hand to slap the boy in the head and said, "Get it!"

The boy said with tears in his eyes: "Mom will freeze to death."

The skinny man said angrily: "Give it!"

The young man let out a sharp howl like a wolf, turned around and ran towards the woods.

After a while, he held a curled leather in his hand and threw it hard into the hands of the thin man. His eyes looked at Yang Xiong with more hatred.

The skinny man shook his skin and it was a wild panda skin, very complete and distinct from black and white.

Yang Xiong glanced at the wild pandapi and shook his head and said, "Give me your son!"

The originally submissive skinny man heard Yang Xiong's words and his hunched body immediately straightened and said in the coldest tone: "The official is a little too greedy."

Yang Xiong turned a blind eye to the threat of the skinny man, looked at the boy and said, "The reason why I want you is nothing else, it's because among such a large group of people, you are the only one.

The rest are just walking corpses.

I only asked you once, do you have the courage to follow me?

It's good or bad. Come out with me to see if the world has improved."

"Licheng, don't go!"

The thin man was both stern.

Seeing that the young man was hesitant, Yang Xiong raised five fingers and said, "Fifty kilograms of rice!"

The young man Li Cheng's eyes lit up and walked forward: "White rice?"

Yang Xiong said: "Last year's new rice is fifty kilograms, and it's perfect for the old man! If you follow me, I'll let the followers bring the rice here."

The thin man pressed his son's shoulder and said to Yang Xiong: "I won't change it!"

Yang Xiong smiled but said nothing. Li Cheng looked up at his father and begged, "Dad, my mother is seriously ill and the girl is about to starve to death. Let the child go. With fifty kilograms of rice, you can at least make a few meals of white rice porridge for your mother and girl."

The skinny man shook his head and said, "Even if your mother dies, she will not drink the white porridge that you exchanged for your life. The whole family will be born together and die in the same place."

Just as their father and son were arguing, several black savages pushed a few thin teenagers to Yang Xiong and said, "Official, can a baby be exchanged for fifty kilograms of white rice?"

Yang Xiong smiled and said, "Of course, but Li Cheng must be there. He is there. I want as many children as there are. I don't want any of them if Li Cheng is not there."

A dark old man trembled for a long time before he said to the thin man: "Li Xiong, you don't want to live, don't you give us some way to live?"

Li Xiong shouted: "My son won't sell it!"

Yang Xiong sneered when he heard this, stood up and prepared to leave.

Li Cheng shouted: "I'll go with you!"

As he spoke, his father gradually came to Yang Xiong with his hands weak, and Li Xiong called his son mournfully behind him, but Li Cheng just pretended that he didn't hear it.

Yang Xiong shouted from afar, and after a while, three southern Yunnan bald horses carrying grain pockets came up from the muddy mountain road, and one horse carried two hundred kilograms of rice on its back.

There are 600 kilograms in total!

Yang Xiong adhered to the tradition of buying children forty kilograms of millet at his county, and was not picky. He wanted any children he sent to his side. After asking for twelve boys and girls, he decisively led three ponies and eleven cried and a guy who had no tears in his eyes and embarked on the way home.

Behind him, the man and the woman shouted loudly, but Yang Xiong smiled and walked very quickly.

After turning the mountain bend, Yang Xiong said to Li Cheng, who always looked around along the way: "If you want to run, you missed three opportunities just now. Once when we crossed the wooden bridge, you can dive and escape.

Once when you bend the neck tree, you can jump on the big tree and enter the woods.

The most recent time was when we were turning, you could use the stone pieces you held in your hand to cut my neck... It's too late now, my companion is right in front of you, and you have no chance."

Li Cheng said: "I'm not sure!"

Yang Xiong laughed and patted Li Cheng's head and said, "Your choice is right. The three chances I mentioned just now are true."

As he spoke, he took out a double-tube short gun and shot the river beside him. After the roar, two dead fish that were shot by shotgun floated into the river.

He fired another shot at the tree, and the smoke dissipated, and a monkey fell from the tree and fell to the ground and was dead.

He put away his short gun, pulled out the long knife behind his waist with a clang, shouted loudly, and a cold light flashed out of the long knife. He saw a trunk as thick as a bowl, breaking it from it. He took back the knife and the big tree that broke into two pieces fell to the ground.

"If you dare to escape, I will kill all your clan."

Yang Xiong still had a smile on his face when he said this, but his eyes that contained a smile made Li Cheng feel chill all over.

He was already holding on to the idea of ​​cheating Yang Xiong's white rice first and then finding a chance to escape.

Now, after seeing Yang Xiong's ability, he could no longer help but feel panic in his heart. Tears finally flowed down. He really didn't want to leave his father, his sick mother, and his thin girl like Lu Chaibang.

He followed Yang Xiong like a walking dead to an open space. Seven or eight tents had been set up here. Someone lit a huge fire in the middle of the tent. They were barbecuing meat...

The twelve children were huddled together, Li Cheng was at the outermost point, the aroma of barbecue stimulated his taste buds, and he wiped his saliva over and over again, but it was always not wiped clean.

A young man with a kind-hearted look with a red birthmark on his left face came to the group of children with a pot and put a large bowl of porridge for each of them.

Seeing Li Cheng looking at the barbecue, he shook his head and said, "You have been hungry for too long. You can't stand eating meat at this time. Drinking some porridge to nourish your stomach and you will be able to eat meat in a few days."

Li Cheng didn't believe this person's nonsense, but it was good to drink porridge. He picked up the big bowl and took a sip, and then stopped suddenly. Somehow, he always felt that while drinking porridge, the girl's eyes were looking at him enviously.

At this time, no matter how delicious the porridge is, I can't drink it at this time.

He brought the porridge bowl to Yang Xiong who was eating barbecue and said, "I want to give this bowl of porridge to my sister, and I will go back."

Yang Xiong smiled and said, "Then go quickly, you only have half an hour."

Li Cheng looked at the long sword that Yang Xiong placed beside him and said seriously: "I will definitely come back."

Yang Xiong smiled and said, "I know!"

Li Cheng took a long breath and ran quickly towards the mountain with the porridge bowl in his arms. The speed was very fast, but the porridge bowl in his hand was very stable.

The young man with birthmark on his face smiled and said, "Why are you so tormenting? Tell them to go down the mountain to farm together. Is it difficult to live a safe life?"

Yang Xiong shook his head and said, "Birthmark Huang, have you forgotten your human nature?"

Huang Gui said: "I always feel that human kindness can resolve all misunderstandings."

Yang Xiong shook his head again and said, "No one will cherish the free gift. If we do this, our support will be too cheap. The birthmark is yellow. Don't think that our relief is for everyone.

Only those who are unwilling to give up on the current difficulties are worth our relief, because at this time we can receive greater rewards in the future.

And our relief is not long-lasting, it is just a temporary solution. Next year, they will still have to use their own hands to find food from the land.
Chapter completed!