Tomorrow

Chapter 163, Heaven Helps Self-help

　　 People who live like mandrills have no meaning in Yang Xiong's eyes to continue to live.

　　 Now, the person in front of him-dark, thin, dirty, fierce, desperate, and even worse than a mandrill.

　　 There are some cloth pieces on the woman's body anyway, and the man...it's hard to say a word.

　　 Some light farts. The big-headed child put his hands in his mouth and stared at Yang Xiong with huge eyes.

　　 said that they are not bandits, they are indeed looting merchants and passers-by under the mountain.

　　 said that they were bandits. During the looting process, they had to pay several times the cost of human life to rob something.

　　 Yang Xiong came to the edge of the stream under the gaze of these people. After washing the handkerchief, he began to wipe the blood stains left by the leech bite on his arm.

　　 If these people don't speak, he won't be ready to speak.

　　 lest these people whose nerves are more vulnerable than wild pandas think that he has other plans.

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

　　 It is not Li Hongji, Zhang Bingzhong, and Yun Zhao that bandits of the series have harmed this place. They all have ambitions, and they still look down on these extremely poor people.

　　 is the result of those local tycoons fighting each other.

　　A powerful person is a grass head king. The speed at which the city head changes the Great King Banner almost changes every day, causing the people here to live in chaos and panic forever.

　　In addition, it is not only barren, but also a cultural distant town.

　　 For so many years, there has not been a strong figure to dominate the local area, bringing some order and limited peace to the local area.

　　 The rule of the strongman is not terrible, the most terrifying thing is the fragmented separatism.

　　 These days, people from the mountains often came to the plains to rob them in groups. After Yang Xiong surrounded and suppressed a few gangs of savages and robbers, he discovered that these people didn't need to encircle and suppress them, but found that the officers and soldiers were chasing them.

　　 After hearing the news of people starving to death in the mountains every day from a few lively mouths, it was only after Yang Xionggu was on Lijiaping.

　　 Hanzhong was originally a land of prosperity, but it was sparsely populated. If you want to develop quickly, you must have a population. Otherwise, even if there are cattle in Guanzhong, seeds and materials are allocated, there will not be enough manpower to manage it.

　　 "What do officials come here for? There is nothing here, no food, no wealth, and no beautiful women."

　　 A man with tall bones but not much flesh on his body crouched and slowly approached Yang Xiong, and asked cautiously.

　　 "Follow me up and down, follow me down the mountain if you want to survive."

　　 Yang Xiong began to wipe the mud on the 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.

　　 "There is still a bit of strength, farming!"

　　 "The officials have also seen it. We have nothing. What are we going to use for farming?"

　　 Yang Xiong frowned and said irritably: "I said, you still have a lot of strength!"

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

　　 The boy gritted his teeth stubbornly.

　　 The thin man was a little anxious, raised his hand and slapped the boy's head and said, "Get it!"

　　 With tears in his eyes, the boy said, "My mother will freeze to death."

　　 The thin man said angrily: "Bring it!"

　　 The young man made a sharp howl like a wolf, turned around and ran into the woods.

　　 After a while, he held a rolled leather in his hand and threw it into the skinny man's hand, but his eyes became more hateful when he saw Yang Xiong.

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

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

　　 The thin, thin man who was originally only a promise heard Yang Xiong's words, his rickety body straightened immediately, and said in the coldest tone: "Officials are too greedy."

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

　　 more than those, but just walking dead.

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

　　 is good or bad, come with me to see if the world has changed for the better. "

　　 "Licheng, you are not allowed to go!"

　　 The skinny man has a sharp voice and expression.

　　 Yang Xiong saw the young man hesitate, so he put his five fingers up and said, "Fifty catties of rice!"

　　The young Li Cheng's eyes lit up and he took a step forward and said, "White rice?"

　　 Yang Xiong said: "Last year’s new rice was fifty kilograms. It’s a childish man! If you follow me, I will let the entourage send the rice."

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

Yang Xiong smiled without saying a word. Li Cheng looked up at his father and pleaded: "Father, my mother is seriously ill, and the girl is about to starve to death. Let the child go. With fifty kilograms of rice, how can you help the mother and the sister? Drink rice porridge."

　　 The skinny man shook his head and said, "Even if your mother is dead, she won't drink the porridge that you got in exchange for your life. The family is born together and died in the same place."

　　 Just as they were talking about their father and son, a few dark savages pushed a few thin young men to Yang Xiong's side and said: "Officials, a baby is worth fifty catties of white rice?"

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

　　 It took a long time for a dark old man with trembling lips before he said to the thin man: "Li Xiong, you don't want to live, don't you give us a way to survive?"

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

　　 Yang Xiong sneered when he heard the words and stood up to leave.

　　 Li Cheng said loudly: "I'll go with you!"

　　 As he spoke, his father broke free and gradually came to Yang Xiong with his hands weakly. Li Xiong mourned for his son from behind, but Li Cheng just didn't hear him.

　　 Yang Xiong yelled from a distance, and within a short while, three southern Yunnan ponies carrying grain pockets came up from the muddy mountain road, and one horse carried two hundred catties of rice on its back.

　　 total six hundred catties!

Yang Xiong upholds the tradition of buying children forty catties of millet in his own county. He is not picky, as long as it is sent to the children around him, he wants it. After asking for twelve boys and girls, he decisively leads three ponies. With eleven crying and one guy with no tears in his eyes embarked on the way home.

　　 A man and a woman shouted hoarsely behind him, but Yang Xiong was smiling and walking extremely fast.

　　 After turning the mountain bend, Yang Xiong said to Li Chengdao, who always looked east and west along the way: "If you want to run, you just missed three opportunities. One time was when we crossed the wooden bridge, you could dive into the water and escape.

　　 Once when you are crossing a tree with your neck bent, you can jump on the big tree and enter the woods.

　　 The most recent time was when we were turning. You can cut my neck with the stone in your hand... It's late now, and my partner is right in front. You have no chance. "

　　 Li Chengdao: "I'm not sure!"

　　 Yang Xiong laughed, patted Li Cheng's head and said: "Your choice is right. Of the three opportunities I mentioned just now, none of them is true."

　　 While speaking, he took out a double-barreled blunderbus and fired a shot at the river beside him. After the roar, two messy dead fish that had been hit by shotguns floated in the river.

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

He put away the short gun, choked and pulled out the long knife behind his waist, and shouted, the long knife flashed a cold light, and saw that the thick section of the trunk was actually broken from it, and the knife was retracted, and the tree was broken into two pieces. This crashed to the ground.

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

　　 Yang Xiong still had a smile on his face when he said this, but the smiley eyes made Li Cheng chill.

　　 He had the idea of ​​holding the white rice that deceived Yang Xiong first, and then looking for a chance to escape back.

　　 Now, after seeing Yang Xiong's talents, he could no longer help his panic, and tears finally flowed down. He really didn't want to leave his father, his sick mother, and the thin girl who was like a reed stick.

　　 Followed Yang Xiong like a zombie to a clearing. Seven or eight tents have been set up here. Someone in the tent has lit a big fire, and they are barbecue...

　　 The twelve children huddled together, Li Cheng was on the outermost side, and the smell of the barbecue stimulated his taste buds. He wiped his saliva over and over again, but it was always dirty.

　　 A kind eyebrow, a young person 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 and put them in front of them.

Seeing that Li Cheng was watching a barbecue, he shook his head and said, "You have been hungry for too long. At this time, you can't bear eating meat and your stomach. Drink some porridge to nourish your stomach. You can eat meat in a few days~www.wuxiahere.com ~ Li Cheng doesn’t believe this man’s bullshit, but it’s good to drink porridge. He picked up a big bowl and took a sip, then suddenly stopped. Somehow, he always felt that he was drinking porridge. , The girl's eyes were looking at him enviously.

　　 At this time, no matter how delicious the porridge is, there is no way to drink it at this time.

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

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

　　 Li Cheng looked at Yang Xiong's long knife beside him and said seriously: "I will definitely be back."

　　 Yang Xiong smiled and said, "I know!"

　　 Cheng Mayor Li took a breath and ran up the mountain quickly holding the porridge bowl, but the porridge bowl in his hand was very stable.

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

　　 Yang Xiong shook his head and said, "Birthmark is yellow, have you forgotten humanity?"

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

　　 Yang Xiong shook his head again and said: "No one will cherish what Bai gave. If you do this, our support will appear too cheap. The birthmark is yellow. Don't think that our relief is for everyone.

　　Only those who are unwilling to be reconciled to the current predicament are worthy of our relief, because relief them now, we can receive greater returns in the future.

　　 And our relief is not long-term. It is just a temporary measure. By next year, they will still have to find food from the ground with their own hands.

God helps those who help themselves!