Chapter 109: This woman, the more I look at her, the stranger she gets

He Chunhua nodded slowly: "Peaceful coexistence."

Since they have torn their faces, they don't pretend anymore. The two sides took the line from the boat pier to the village chief's house as the axis, the east side was divided to the government soldiers, the west side was divided to the bandits, and the grain-drying ground and granary were divided equally.

Within a quarter of an hour, everyone had to return to their positions according to the boundary line.

From this moment on, as long as both sides do not cross the line, they can coexist peacefully before dawn.

The bandits went into the water again to carry the big fish. Boss Lu let them move the fish to the east boundary and said to He Chunhua: "This cargo is fierce, delicious, so I will give it to Governor He to calm his shock!" After saying this, he greeted, and the bandits retreated.

In an instant, the bandits in the open space at the head of the village were gone.

He Chunhua watched their backs, his expression solemn: "These bandits are not like ordinary grass-heads."

He Yue said shamefully: "It was my recklessness, forcing Deputy General Zeng to act."

"Young and frivolous! You didn't even figure out Lu's background, and you dared to make a move?" He Chunhua glared at him, a little disappointed. "Now that the grass has been beaten and the snake has been startled, he is already prepared. It is best if the proposal for peaceful coexistence between bandits is true, otherwise there will be a bloody storm tonight!"

He Yue pursed his lips and lowered his head.

This kid, even the corner of his clothes was missing in the chaotic battle. Lady Ying raised her hand to wipe the blood from his forehead, very unbearable: "Old Master, Yue'er just wanted to help..." The husband rarely spoke so harshly to his son.

"Enough!" He Chunhua waved his hand to interrupt her. "Go back first, and then discuss from a long-term perspective."

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He Lingchuan pointed at Zhu and said to the fat man on the ground: "You two really have no tacit understanding at all, she said the Water Spirit tablet was broken, you are not surprised at all."

Villagers go out to plow during the day and return home in the evening. How could the people of County Magistrate Village, who rely on water to eat, be indifferent to such a big event as the breaking of the Water Spirit tablet? Even if Zhu didn't spoil the plot to He Lingchuan in advance, just by this point, he could see that Wang the fat man had a problem.

He Lingchuan beckoned to Zhu: "Say it, what's going on?"

Zhu lowered her voice and said urgently: "These fierce bandits slaughtered the village this evening, but didn't expect you to come suddenly. They stayed to pose as villagers, and grabbed all the children, threatening us to cooperate."

He Lingchuan sighed.

To be honest, before seeing Zhu's blood letter, he at most thought he had entered a black village, the villagers had committed too many murders, so they had a rich blood energy.

Where there are black shops, there are black villages; the business they do is the same. Taking in travelers is a pretense; killing people and robbing them of their wealth is the truth. But this situation mostly happens in remote little mountain villages—the so-called poor mountains and treacherous waters produce unruly people.

Of course, County Magistrate Village is surrounded by mountains, and merchant caravans and pedestrians are rare, which also meets this geographical condition.

But he never expected that the opponent was actually a group of bandits! This is strange.

On the Red Cliff trade route, he had been dealing with sand bandits for a year or two, and knew deeply that these guys were extremely vicious to civilians and merchant caravans, but were as obedient as lambs in front of regular troops, deeply understanding the essence of "the people do not fight with officials."

Are these fierce bandits who slaughtered the village crazy? "What are they planning to do?" This is the purpose of his adventure to find Zhu.

Zhu shook her head: "Didn't say."

"Are bandits always rampant in your place?"

Zhu nodded: "There have been at least nine times in the past three years that bandits have entered the village, but they all robbed property and left, and last time they injured two people. Not like this group today, killing more than a hundred villagers, and even killing the owner of this house."

He Lingchuan was slightly surprised: "Your husband is also dead?"

Seeing her expression too calm, it didn't look like a family losing its pillar. For ordinary farm women, if the husband dies, the sky collapses.

"Hmm, he stole a small boat and wanted to row to the lake, but he only went out ten zhang, and the boat capsized. It seems something dragged him to the bottom of the lake." Zhu's tone was flat, as if talking about someone else's disaster, someone else's husband.

"Condolences." She didn't seem sad, so He Lingchuan didn't need to comfort her. "Do you know where they hid the children?"

Zhu shook her head: "The children are not in the village, they are safe instead. You'd better think about how to fight back; these bandits are not easy to deal with."

He Lingchuan looked at her carefully for two eyes, and couldn't help saying: "You came to me to confess, aren't you afraid that the bandits will harm your children?"

This woman, the more I look at her, the stranger she gets.

Zhu didn't even flip her eyelids: "These murderers won't let us go after killing the government soldiers. If I don't say it, everyone will die; if I say it, maybe there is a glimmer of life."

The reason is indeed this reason, what is rare is that she can analyze calmly in the clutches of the enemy.

You know, people have a fluke mentality by nature, and once they become prisoners, they grasp the kidnapper's promise like the last straw, fantasizing that people will really let them go.

After all, for the desperate, the cruel reality is harder to accept.

Not to mention involving children, it is difficult for a mother to think calmly.

He Lingchuan slowly sat back, his right hand subconsciously pressing on the handle of the broken knife.

He had already smelled the smell of danger, the broken knife was slightly cool, as if it could help him clear his distractions and think calmly.

Speaking of which, after he fought fiercely in the dream for two hours last time, he felt that the broken knife was more intimate after waking up.

In other words, the fit between the two is higher.

The only plan is to get more intelligence from the enemy.

He Lingchuan thought for a while, turned the fat man on the ground to face up, and pulled out the dagger to hold it against his chest: "I have something to ask you, dare to shout, you will die. Understand?"

The fat man nodded hurriedly.

He Lingchuan took away the flour pancake and asked: "How many people do you have?"

"Two hundred... more." The fat man really didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Be specific."

"Two hundred..." The fat man seemed to be counting. "Thirty-five people!"

He said quickly: "We have no malice toward the government soldiers, just hope to coexist peacefully tonight, and go our separate ways early tomorrow morning, not interfering with each other!"

He Lingchuan turned his head to look at him: "Did you say this, or did your Boss Lu say it?"

"Boss Lu!" The fat man hurried to say, "I heard him say it with his own ears, absolutely true!"

Zhu suddenly said: "Are you sure you didn't count the number of people wrong?"

Wang the fat man looked at her: "We are this batch of people coming and going, how could I count wrong?"

Zhu sneered: "But I was locked in the Water Spirit Shrine earlier, and heard your companions talking by the shrine, it seems you have also occupied the nearby town."

Even the town was taken down? He Lingchuan's expression turned solemn.

Ordinary bandits go down the mountain to rob goods, at most rob color or something, and rarely kill people. The truth that leeks can grow again after being cut once is understood even by soil buns, killing all the villagers is equal to cutting off the leek roots, who will harvest next time?

(End of this chapter) ===== CHAPTER 110 =====