In fact, King Jing privately controlled many local families through various means, but even so, these families did not dare to stand up and openly supported King Jing.

Once the rebellion fails, there may only be one consequence: clan punishment!

So the other four palaces are all strange forces maintaining order.

There are two mansions who are local gangsters making the decision. One mansion is a group of bandits, and the other mansion is even more strange. A group of people opened the prison and released the prisoners. The person who made the decision turned out to be the criminals in the prison.

Li Yongsheng and others walked forward for another two days. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to Zhuque City, they finally turned into Yancheng Mansion. The ones who controlled this mansion were a group of bandits.

The bandits are not good at managing the place, they just eat, drink and enjoy themselves. Those who follow me will prosper and rebel against me will perish. In order to cope with the pressure from the surrounding areas, they have also captured a large number of good families and become soldiers. It is better to fight, right?

Li Yongsheng and others walked along the way and saw more than once that the farmer working in the fields was forcibly tied up and taken away.

Fortunately, the closer they get to Zhuque City, the more effective the identity of Xuannv Palace will be. The bandits looked at Zhao Xinxin and Du Jingjing with a saliva, but they really didn't have the courage to offend the disciples of Xuannv Palace.

At this moment, three groups of people gathered together, Li Yongsheng was almost recruited. Here, his official status was not easy to use, but it attracted hatred.

On this day, they passed by Ningping County, less than 300 miles away from Zhuque City.

As I walked, I saw thick smoke rising from the front from afar, and cries came faintly from the wind.

"These guys," Zhao Xinxin clenched her fists hard, "It's just too much."

The bandits acted very unscrupulously, robbing good things when they saw them, and dragging them into the woods when they saw women.

Even Zhao Xinxin and Du Jingjing were harassed. After revealing their identities, Deacon Du had killed two people. After asking, he found out that the two people she killed were still good families half a month ago, otherwise she would not have been so eye-poor.

As for the bandits attacking Zhuangzi, they had seen it once. When they came forward to dissuade them, they were told that they did not obey orders. Relying on the local tribe, they refused to pay money and grain. Since we have managed the local area, we must always ensure the survival of the common people, right?

What is particularly ridiculous is that the people from Zhuangzi also refused to communicate with Du Jingjing and others, saying that we cannot confirm your identity. If you really want to help, go to the military service room to invite reinforcements. We can still hold on.

If the local tribe has a strong enough power, it can really stop the small attack of the bandits. After Du Jingjing asked someone to inquire, she learned that someone in the village was working as the deputy chief of the education house in Youzhou County, and the whole family was loyal and righteous and unwilling to rebel.

Zhao Xinxin really doesn't like Jin Shang, but when she encounters this situation, she still wants to save her. However, the old woman in Binbei's double poison asked, "If you want to take someone away, can you ensure that they are safe all the way?"

There is no guarantee, really, there are troops of bandits all the way, and Li Yongsheng and the others are going to be questioned repeatedly. It is very dangerous to pass through their own homes, let alone protecting a large number of elderly, weak, women and children.

It is said that there are not so many bandits, but once people get used to forcing and robbing for nothing, the two perverts killed by Deacon Du, who fell quickly, were still good families half a month ago.

Smoke rose in front of him, and it was obvious that the bandits attacked Zhuangzi again.

When we got closer, we realized that there were only more than 200 bandits attacking, and half of the farm had been captured. From time to time, young women were dragged out, and bandits were holding chickens, ducks, iron pots and other items they had stolen.

The broken house was ignited.

Zhang Muzi was traveling in the world, and sometimes he frowned when he saw this, "This is a village with a mixed surname."

At this moment, a young woman was dragged out of the village again, and she was holding a baby in her arms. The baby was crying loudly and kept kicking her two white and tender calves.

"So annoying!" A bandit roared, snatched the baby and was about to fall to the ground.

It is really terrible to have no order. When chaos is magnified unlimitedly, people can become beasts.

The next moment, the bandit's head flew up, and Li Yongsheng had already appeared beside the bandit, raised his hand and steadily caught the baby.

"Bastard!" Someone shouted fiercely, but it was a bandit of the intermediate sect. He glared at Li Yongsheng fiercely, "Dare you kill my son? Kill him!"

"Kill," Li Yongsheng also shouted, his body shook, and the next moment he appeared beside the middle-level Si Xiu, raising his hand and cutting off the other party's head, "It's just a bunch of beasts, everyone should do it!"

Although his group of people is not very good at cultivation, they are compared with the Hidden Family or the Semi-Hidden Family. There is no problem in dealing with these native bandits like chickens and dogs.

Even Zhao Xinxin, who had not reached the level of cultivation, held a spear and killed less than half of the bandits who could achieve the level of cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the 200 bandits were killed. Seeing that the situation was not good, the others shouted and turned around and ran away in scattered ways.

The people in the village also found reinforcements coming from outside and bravely fought out from inside.

What kind of people are these?

There were only seventy or eighty young and strong people, and there were seventy or eighty elderly women and children holding feces forks, bamboo guns, kitchen knives, and some of them just held short sticks in their hands. Many of them were covered in blood, and some had broken arms...

Among these people, there were only two of them, and they all looked out of their forties. The younger one was holding a hard bow in his hand and bleeding on his forehead. I don’t know how severe the injury was.

The 50-year-old practitioner walked up with a big knife in his hand and raised his hand and arched, "Old, Gao Mingwang, is the village official in this village. I have seen all the Taoist priests and heroes, thank you for your help."

"No need to be polite," Zhao Xinxin waved her hand and frowned, "What's going on?"

"What's going on?" The Cultivator, holding a hard bow, shouted, "They repeatedly asked for money and food, but this time they actually asked for women. Everyone had no choice but to fight."

Li Yongsheng looked at it and found that it was just a village with four or five hundred houses. There were only six or seven hundred people living there, about a hundred households. Without walls, it was really true that he dared to fight against more than 200 bandits.

Zhao Xinxin frowned when she heard this, "Didn't you watch the village that helps each other?"

"Haha," the village sneered, "Where do we come from to watch and help each other? We are a village with a family of families, and everything depends on ourselves. The surrounding villages are all big families. Those who should join King Jing have long since joined King Jing, and those who don't join should protect themselves. Who cares about our lives or death?"

"You'd better leave early," said an old white-haired man. "They will be back soon."

Li Yongsheng looked at him in surprise, "What about you guys, what about you?"

"What else can I do if I encounter such a thing?" The old man smiled miserably, "How long can I bear it?"

The hometown is hard to leave. In the Middle Land, where land is regarded as life, this small village with a village with a small surname can gain a foothold here. It is conceivable that they cannot abandon the developed land.

"Old man, you're useless to say these words," Cun Zheng scolded, and then looked at Zhao Xinxin. This was the only person who made him feel that there was no pressure. Others were at least trained and practiced. He was really a little ashamed of himself.

The most important thing is that this girl has a kind of grandeur and grace. He has felt this temperament in the county magistrate, but it seems that she is not as good as this girl.

Maybe it's an illusion.

He spoke seriously, "Let's leave early, we won't leave guests... In this damn chaotic world, people are not as good as ghosts."

A man is not as good as a ghost? Li Yongsheng sighed when he heard this, "Sure enough, I would rather be a peaceful dog than a chaotic person."

"How could this be a chaotic world?" Zhao Xinxin was unhappy, "It was just that the court could not take care of it for a while."

"When the court came to take care of us, our tomb was already erected," Hard Bow Qixiu sneered, "Since you are a man from the Taoist palace, why should you help the government?"

"I am also from the government," Zhao Xinxin said, "Are you following me? If you don't follow me, I can leave a seal, which may protect you."

"No need to print the letter. We were the first in Yancheng Mansion last year," said Hard Bow Jingxiu sneered, "but it is useless unless you are a proud disciple of Xuannv Palace."

Zhao Xinxin nodded, "I am really a disciple of Xuannv Palace."

"Please take us to Zhuque City," the next moment, a group of villagers fell to their knees, as if they had agreed.

Zhao Xinxin smiled bitterly, then raised her eyebrows, "Hey, aren't you reluctant to give up your own land?"

Hard bow cultivation curled his lips helplessly, "Master, if you can settle in Zhuque City, the land here... will not be too late to come back to farm."

It is difficult to survive in Zhuque City, but if you are willing to work hard, you may not starve to death. There is no land there, and there are many jobs to help. If you can be protected by disciples from Xuannv Palace, the possibility of survival will be even greater.

As for the possible war, it will be over sooner or later. Just come back and continue to cultivate the land.

After Zhao Xinxin understood the reason, she smiled bitterly and shook her head, "How is this possible?"

If you bring these people with you, you can't walk a hundred miles a day. You have to be careful of others' inspections or even attack the Xuannv Palace. Although no one dares to provoke them, you can rashly interfere in the affairs of the world and local areas can also question it.

The people in the village said this, and they didn't expect her to agree. So someone hurried home to pack up their things, intending to escape into the mountains as soon as possible.

Muramama sighed and explained, "They will come to take revenge soon, so you can leave quickly. After killing so many people, even the Taoist priest of the Shanggong Palace will inevitably be besieged by them."

Zhao Xinxin pondered for a moment before asking again, "Can you escape tracking after you enter the mountain?"

"Only God knows this," Muramama replied in a muffled voice. Although his face was calm, his eyes were filled with indifference of life and death.
Chapter completed!