The moment Ding Bao opened his eyes, all the pressure, momentum, domineering breath that had inadvertently emanated from his body, disappeared, as if it had turned into a silent stream in an instant, and it was all contained into the pair of Mingcan's confident eyes.

He seemed to be just the one he had before, and it seemed to be different again.

"Everyone, just capture it. There is no need to kill it."

Ding Bao said with a smile. Everyone woke up when they heard this. Then they remembered that there was a man-devouring beast next to him. Before they could be afraid, they snatched up with weapons again. But perhaps it was the effect of Ding Bao's words that everyone had already started to act again, and they were not as cruel as before.

The white tiger on the opposite side was tired or noticed something, but he did not resist more. He quietly overturned to the ground by everyone and locked it with shackles and stone hammers.

Uncle Qi looked at everyone, then looked at the White Tiger who had become honest without warning, and finally had to turn his gaze back on Ding Bao, his eyes filled with a deep and strange color.

Next, there were a series of accusations and defenses in Guandi Hall, and they all pushed all the blame to Lu Yifa, who was fainting on the ground. He said that today's affairs were completely out of his coercion and inducement, and even revealed what he said was that he had sores on his head and pus flowed from the soles of his feet, and even the nausea of ​​peeping at the nine-year-old widow's attempt to lure the 80-year-old grandmother in a bath.

Gong Daeqiao was concerned about his injuries and did not pursue them too much. He asked them to take Lu Yifa back and take them back after healing the injuries. He should take them seriously and not be deceived by them in the future.

The pretty and exquisite little girl like a porcelain doll sits upright as the leader of the village, talks freely, has clear rewards and punishments, and has a basis for advancement and retreat. It is really hard to believe that she is only ten years old.

Everyone was very generous. No matter whether they were really convinced or not, they also had a lot of feelings for the little village leader. After kneeling down and kowtowed, they stood up and raised Lu Yifa and wanted to leave.

"Stop it all."

Ding Bao suddenly came out and called everyone. When everyone saw him smiling brightly, he felt a little sad. He thought it was not good, but he heard Ding Bao say unhurriedly: "Justice just talked about raising the flag. The edict and the protests of the world have been taken care of by Lu Xiucai. However, to achieve great things, we still need to choose a vanguard. Considering the needs of the battlefield in the future, this vanguard said that he was good at fighting, and to the smallest, he was good at burning, killing, looting and causing trouble. This position is very important. I and the leader and I have no suitable candidates yet. Please think about it carefully after returning to the village. See if there are any suitable candidates around you who are good at burning, killing, looting, and disturbing the people. You are welcome to recommend it."

Several village leaders said yes with bitter faces, but they only had a thought in their hearts. Damn, from today on, which little bastard dares to go down the mountain and do whatever he wants, I cut his eggs and feed them to the dog!

"In addition, there is another thing. Those who accomplish great things must be good at uniting and mobilizing forces from all sides, so they say that they will surrender talents without any restrictions. However, after the uprising, I, Heitou Mountain, will inevitably face the situation of many enemies and fewer enemies, so I discussed it with the small village leader. If there are any talents who are good at uniting and mobilizing other forces, especially those who can get along well with all kinds of refugees and horse bandits, and who are calm in crossing boundaries without even caring about them, they will be appointed as military advisors. In the future, before the Lu Xiucai's struggle manifesto was drafted to the world, this person will be fortunate to sign with Lu Xiucai's name..."

Several village leaders were about to cry when they heard this. They all said that they were ruthless bandits and robbers, but when they were in front of Ding Tanhua, they were not even as good as a little finger. Today, they came up to make such a fuss, not only did they not realize their wish to be a real bandit, but it seems that they would also have to help maintain the surrounding order and keep the safety of the whole country!

"Oh, by the way, you mentioned just now that there is not enough food in Lingyun Qizhai..."

"No, no, I have nothing to do. I think the brothers didn't make it clear before. We all eat well and eat well." Ding Bao had just spoken, and one of the village leaders was already scared and shouting loudly.

"Yes, yes, enough to eat, enough to eat. Haha, the men were drinking bone soup last night." Another village leader was afraid that Ding Bao would not believe it, so he gave an example to illustrate it.

"That's how it is."

Ding Bao nodded, looked relieved, and said with a smile: "Then I'll say it with confidence. In fact, there is a shortage of food on Heitou Mountain recently..."

The leaders of the village instantly petrified and looked at each other, and their hearts were galloping in an instant. Grandma, who would suggest coming to Heitou Mountain in the future? Who would be the bastard grandson?

After reporting the amount of grain presented one by one, no one dared to stop at all. He ran out without saying a word. Only Diao Baizeng stayed, but he didn't say anything, and just knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

Gong Daqiao comforted her for a few words, and then she kowtowed her head a few times, wiped her tears and stood up and left. From the heavy and messy steps, it can be seen that her heart was so shaking and complicated that she was at this moment. The guilt and gratitude brought by Gong Daqiao's forgiveness should have been deeply planted in her heart.

At this point, the remaining old and young people in the Guandi Hall of Heitou Mountain were admired by Ding Baozhen.

Bow Daehammer is fine, and he has always trusted Ding Bao unswervingly, feeling that his husband is extremely powerful and very honored. As an old man who has lived for most of his life, Uncle Qi is used to human nature, so he admires it even more and even has a hint of awe. This is the feeling that only arises when facing the old village leader.

Ding Bao was not seriously injured this time. In addition to the internal organs being shaken, hemorrhage from the corners of his mouth, he was mostly skin trauma. After applying medicine and bandaging, he suggested that he go down the mountain and return to Huayang immediately.

The two of them were reluctant to leave, but he had no choice but to go back and realize his plan. The time was too late and his attitude was firm. After the lady let go, Uncle Qi had to prepare the carriage.

Seeing that the little girl bow and hammer was a little depressed, Ding Bao comforted her warmly, "Okay, it's not that we won't meet again since then. It's only a few dozen miles from here to Huayang. I know that you have a special identity. After this exposure, it's not advisable to go to the county school to study, but I can come over. If I'm too busy, you can also go directly to my house to find me, and learn to learn and know, and there is nothing to worry about."

Seeing that her mood had recovered a little, Ding Bao smiled, suddenly moved his heart and said curiously: "By the way, you are a pretty little girl, why is your name Dahammer?"

Since we met, Ding Bao's impression of the sledgehammer has always been unique and magical. Her words and deeds are completely different from those of ordinary children. However, when facing this problem, her little face, which was like a white lotus, instantly frozen, and her childish embarrassment was revealed. She was bragging her cheeks and was unwilling to speak.

"Tell me, I'm very curious." The more she did this, the more Ding Bao's teasing desire became.

Gong Daqiao hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the gentleman. He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet suddenly, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small arm that was so frost-like as snow. Ding Baozheng was surprised. He didn't know what she was going to do. Should he get angry and lift the table if he disagrees? Suddenly, his eyes flashed. Before he could see clearly what was going on, Gong Daqiao's white and tender fist, as white as a small breast, had already hit the pillar next to him at a very fast speed.

Even more shocked was still behind. As the bow and hammer closed his fist silently, she actually had a small fist mark of three-point depth on the thick wooden pillar of some ages.

This?!Ding Bao took a deep breath and looked at the little girl in front of him with a calm face with a slightly raised chin.

This is not a sled hammer, it is obviously a divine hammer? Ding Bao knew that because he envied the ladies in the paintings, he refused to practice martial arts since he was a child, and only paid attention to the elegant things such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He was always very serious about food, clothing, housing and transportation. However, in front of him, he had such innate terrifying speed and power, and he had outstanding wisdom and strong heart. Not practicing martial arts to become a master of the generation is simply a waste of talent!

"Sledgehammer, I promise to teach you how to deal with heavenly soldiers and help you fulfill your father's will. But you must also listen to me and concentrate on practicing family martial arts from today. Otherwise, if you encounter heavenly soldiers who are directly killed without any resistance in the future, how can you fulfill your father's will? I am afraid that you will not be able to protect yourself at that time, and you will also cause your master to die together. In this matter, your master's will have a determination. You are not allowed to resist, bargain, and you are not allowed to be passive and slack!"

Seeing Gong Daeqiao pondering and nodding, Uncle Qi was almost crazy by surprise. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to kowtow to Ding Bao a few times.

Because this was something that even the old village leader had no choice but to make any sense at all.

According to the old village leader's feelings, the lady is a once-in-a-century "Taofei"? If she is determined to practice martial arts, she will achieve twice the result with half the effort. Her achievements will be completely limitless in the future and her growth will be smooth, becoming a master-level figure will be no problem.

Seeing her nodding in agreement, Ding Bao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the young female disciple in front of him whom he didn't know how to describe him, he suddenly thought of a great poem "Qinyuan Chunxue" that he liked very much in his previous life. He felt aroused and smiled and said, "Stairao, I will break your future achievements and will definitely be infinite. Fame is no problem at all. Although the name of Stairao...uh, it is appropriate to be vivid, but it is not too elegant after all. I will use it as a nickname in the future. Today, my teacher wants to give you a famous name, well, it is called Gongqin, how about it?"

"Bongqin, Gongqin..." The little girl said seriously twice, with surprise on her eyes and a key point.

Uncle Qi shivered his lips and recited silently several times in his heart. He stared at the happy lady with kind eyes, and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

While he was talking, the carriage was ready. Before getting on the car, Ding Bao suddenly pulled Uncle Qi and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Qi, tell me the truth, who is better at Captain Sugosu or you?"

He was particularly curious about this because Sugo was the best kung fu he had ever seen since he traveled over. He had a waist knife in his hand, and it was impossible to get along with more than a dozen men. But just now, he saw Uncle Qi taking action with anger and was obviously a master, so he couldn't help but want to compare.

When Uncle Qi heard this, his eyelids suddenly returned to a crack, and his hands crossed in his sleeves for a while, and said lazily: "Captain Su is young and has good kung fu."
Chapter completed!