Although the yellow-faced man was frightened, he was not nervous in front of everyone. He pushed his heart to beat Zhong Qi with a whistle stick and shouted: "I'm... I splashed, look at it..."

Seeing him talking and starting his hand, Zhong Qi hurriedly took out his whip mace and pressed it against a stick. A flip jumped out of the field and waved his hand seriously: "Slowly... I didn't mean I was going to pay the money, so I would let my life go. Don't beat me, I'll give it to you..."

However, seeing these men with pale faces and thin skin, no murderous aura, unlike real bandits, they were just forced by the world and fell into the bandits, so they simply had some extra money on Zhong Qi, and they seemed to give them all, and they could find a way out for them.

Zhong Qi said kindly, but the yellow-faced man was not grateful. He looked solemn and shouted: "The monster, who cares about your dirty money? If it is ordinary, grandpa will let you go, but you are a demon who eats people and drinks blood.

Grandpa is trying his best to bear you today, so that you will not harm others again, so I will die..."

After saying that, he waved his whistle and stick, and jumped up to beat Zhong Qi. Seeing this, the remaining young men also strengthened their courage. They held swords and rode the sticks, waved hooks and forks, and surrounded them with one stroke, determined to eliminate a demon for the world.

Zhong Qi laughed and pulled out his maces, blocked them left and right, opening up all the weapons, but did not hurt them.

The two maces were as heavy as a force. How could these yellow-faced men stop them? Within a few breaths, Zhong Qi killed them several times, making their muscles weak and their bones weak, and they almost became paralyzed.

Seeing this, Zhong Qi closed his mace and jumped out of the battle circle, waved his hand and smiled, "Don't beat all the good men. I have been pious since I was a child. I will eat less, so how can I eat people? Don't beat them, don't beat them."

"If you don't eat people, how can you say something about eating people? Don't lie to me..." The yellow-faced man was hungry for a long time and shouted out of breath after waving his whistle stick twice.

"What I said just now is just a joke, I heard it along the way. Don't take it seriously. The cannibalism is not me, but someone else." Zhong Qi closed his maces and said solemnly.

The yellow-faced man was half-believing and half-doubted, but seeing that Zhong Qiwu was quite skilled, he did not take the opportunity to kill them, and he didn't look like a cannibalist. He said, "If it's not you, who else can you? Leave his appearance and name. As long as he passes by, I will tell him to pieces."

"People eaters are the barbarians outside the border. These Five Barbarians do not work for production. Whenever they go to war, they only use eating people as food. They are now powerful and have a central plain. With you, a few people don't have ten fingers, and only two or three swords can they stand up to him?" Zhong Qi shook his head and said.

The yellow-faced man was silent after hearing this. He had long heard that the Hu people were vicious and regarded the people of the Central Plains as straw dogs, cattle and sheep, and could beat and kill, rape and loot. He also had the intention to kill Hu, but he was weak and weak, so what could he do?

Seeing that he had his fists and silent, Zhong Qi walked up and said, "Good man, I respect you for justice and advise you to be good. Don't do this kind of cutting paths, which will harm your ancestors' good deeds."

"Where can you be good at following good?"

"Yes, if it weren't for not being able to survive, who would do this life transaction..." several young people said one after another.

The yellow-faced man also echoed: "To be honest, you said, we are not clipping bandits, but farmers in Wulifang nearby. They are unbearable for the turmoil of the world, and the chaos is raging, and the government is like bandits.

There are also various rebels, which are not very good things, which ruined the people's families. Now there is no harvest of summer grains, and the government still has to impose a autumn tax, so we have no way out.

In order to protect his wife and children, he gathered people to join the grass, and only wanted to rob some money and food to support his elderly parents and his wife and children."

After hearing this, Zhong Qi sighed, "I was born in the world, and human life is like a mustard of grass, so unfortunate..."

The yellow-faced man suddenly pulled everyone to kneel down at Zhong Qi, and bowed: "Please be willing to give it a clear way for Bi Sanlang and all the brothers and uncles..."

"Your surname is Bi... your name is so famous." Zhong Qi asked without answering the question. While looking carefully, he saw that the man had a tall forehead, his eyes were sunken, his nose was wide, and his face was loyal. He couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"What's the name of a fool in the countryside? Because I was at home, everyone called me Sanlang..." Bi Sanlang said with a wry smile.

Zhong Qi used the Qi-seeking technique to look at Bi Sanlang's head, and saw a yellow cloud above him, like a tiger coming out of the gate. However, he had not yet made a fortune. He couldn't help but think a lot in an instant, and his face was full of joy, saying, "How about I accept you as an apprentice?"

Bi Sanlang thought for a moment and said to himself: "This man is very skilled in martial arts. I think he is a capable person. As long as he can give him some food, why not take him as his teacher."

He felt relieved, so he choked with his head and said loudly: "Disciple, pay homage to Master..."

"Very good, very good, please get up, disciple..." Zhong Qi helped Bi Sanlang up and smiled, "Your nickname, Sanlang, is your master, and you are going to give a big name, Bi Zongyuan. What do you think?"

"Bi Zongyuan...Zongyuan..." Bi Sanlang murmured a few words, remembered this famous son in his heart, and kowtowed to thank him.

Zhong Qi fumbled through his sleeve for a while and put out a large incision of silver, dozens of taels of broken silver, and the contract was more than seventy taels, and handed it to Bi Zongyuan.

Seeing his doubts, he said, "Didn't you want a clear road? Master will give you a guide. Keeping it is a grand and righteous way."

"Please give me advice, disciples remember." Bi Zongyuan hurriedly knelt down and said.

Zhong Qi pondered for a moment, and smiled and said, "Now the Hu people are besieging Liangzhou and are fighting fiercely with Hanzhong Duke. You have taken the money and went to find wealthy families in the countryside to sell some food and grass, recruit some soldiers and horses on this mountain, and then go to surrender to Han Duke. He will not treat you poorly."

This is a timely help, and there are many cannibals in the barbarians, so it doesn’t matter if you kill many of them. You should avenge the people of the Central Plains.”

Seeing that Bi Zongyuan nodded and agreed, he shook his head and said, "Of course, if you don't dare to go, just buy some food to help the villagers with the money. The two paths are all up to you, but you are not allowed to do evil again, otherwise you will be retribution."

Bi Zongyuan replied: "My teacher told me that my disciples will not dare to disobey."

Zhong Qi nodded, and explained some joints to Bi Zongyuan, so he asked him to leave.

When Bi Zongyuan and his group left with silver, Zhong Qi took a sip of wine, carried two maces on his back, and walked quickly towards Gucheng.

On the winding mountain road, Zhong Qi shook the green-skin gourd and murmured to himself: "Zhang, Wang, Gou, Bi, Ma, Zhao, Wen, Guan... Now Zhang has, Gou is in the gourd, Bi has..."

...

At the intersection of Qinling Mountains and Bashan, there is a three-cha intersection. One road passes through Guanzhong, one road leads to Gucheng, Dingyuan, one road leads to Bashu, and three roads cross, so it is called Sancha intersection.

A Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown and a long robe with red wide sleeves. He was sitting on the fork, standing at the fork, and murmured to himself: "Is this Zhong Hongji transformed from a rabbit..."

"From Erlang Town, then to Gucheng County, and to Liangzhou City, he is always one step behind him..." Zhang Shaoyang said with a gloomy face.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to chase you, just wait for you at the three-chakun intersection to see if you can run there..."

After saying that, he turned around and saw a tea stall at the foot of the mountain, with several bandits entrenched, tied up the passing women who were captured, screaming in pain during the day. Zhang Shaoyang turned a deaf ear to him, but the obscene aura that soared into the sky made him look disgusted and slapped his head: "Go and kill all the annoying thieves, so as not to be dirty..."

"Ao..."

"Ah... the big insect is going down the mountain"

"Big bug...Run..."

After a tiger roar, accompanied by screams, several unlucky bandits were bitten to death by Zhang Shaoyang's tiger.

Several naked young women with disheveled heads and faces were frightened to the point of shrinking into a ball when they saw the tigers biting the dead thieves one by one. When they saw Zhang Shaoyang standing aside, they cried and said, "Thank you, Master, for your life-saving..."

Zhang Shaoyang narrowed his eyes and looked at several naked women with interest.

Seeing this, several young women were afraid of the tiger beside them and did not dare to say much. Instead, they broke up what they should have and let Zhang Shaoyang see enough.
Chapter completed!