Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Shortly after A Ming left, Zhou Yuan changed into a set of neater clothes and brought a short knife that he had not used for a long time.

He took the horse from the backyard and drove towards the base camp of Langzhai.

Zhou Yuan's mount is a horse from the north with huge hooves, black hair, and smart eyes.

The horse had not galloped so wildly for a long time since he had retreated into the background.

Being able to come out today makes me even more excited.

Sanyuan held the reins tightly, his body rising and falling with the ups and downs of the horse, his movements elegant and skillful.

His right arm waved powerfully to guide the horse's direction.

His left arm was gently placed on the horse's back, trying to feel the horse's rhythm and emotions as much as possible.

His eyes are firm and his body leans forward slightly, forming a tacit cooperation with the horse.

The horse's mane fluttered in the wind, and its four hooves kicked the ground vigorously, full of strength and vitality.

With the help of Liangju, Zhou Yuan arrived at the base camp of Langzhai as quickly as possible.

The sentries patrolling the tower village saw someone riding a horse at an extremely fast speed, and immediately raised their alertness.

"There is a stranger approaching the mountain stronghold. All personnel should pay attention!"

Following the order, all the bandits gathered on the tower.

Holding a bow and arrow in his hand, his vision kept changing with the moving black shadow in the distance.

As Wednesday Yuan gets closer and closer, the atmosphere becomes more and more tense.

"Who is coming? Please stop quickly!"

"If you enter accidentally, please leave quickly."

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

When faced with the invasion of strangers, the policy of communicating first and attacking later has always been adopted.

After all, weapons are not cheap, so don’t waste them if you can.

Bandits are strong men wearing a variety of clothing.

There were shabby robes, rough linen clothes, and aprons made of animal skins.

In recent days, there has been little revenue in the village, and the bandits are living a tight life.

The bandit leader in charge of patrolling the village stood at the front, squinting at the figure that was getting closer and closer.

For some reason, he felt that this man looked strangely familiar.

Looking from a distance, the high place of the mountain village is filled with people, which is quite impressive.

After Zhou Yuan heard the other party's shouting, he did not stop his steps, but instead increased his speed even faster.

From his perspective, the flag above the Wolf Village was flying high.

All bandits are well-trained and respond quickly.

"It seems that Zhou Daxiong is doing quite well now."

While Zhou Yuan was running, he didn't forget to take a moment to praise Zhou Daxiong.

When Zhou Daxiong was living abroad, it was because of Zhou Yuan's appreciation that he had the ability he has today.

For Zhou Daxiong, Zhou Yuan is both a benefactor and a master.

So as long as he still has some conscience, he can't turn a blind eye to the arrival of San Yuan.

In a few breaths, Zhou Yuan had arrived outside the gate of Langzhai.

"Open the door for me!"

As soon as these words came out, it caused an uproar among the bandits.

I've seen people looking for trouble, but never one so arrogant.

Most of these bandits are young men with bad tempers who will not obey anyone except their fists.

As soon as Zhou Yuan appeared on the stage, he was so arrogant, and naturally some people couldn't stand it.

The little bandit standing next to the leader was the first to speak to him.

"Hey! Who are you?" "Do you know where you are from?"

"A man riding a horse dares to come and scream in front of our Wolf Village. Do you think your life is too long?"

"If one of us gives you an arrow, we can shoot you into a hedgehog. Do you believe it?!"

Faced with the unceremonious provocation from the bandits, Zhou Yuan did not get angry at all.

He is old and has seen all kinds of big storms. Naturally, he will not be exposed to such small things.

There was no prejudice or impetuosity in Zhou Yuan's eyes.

These eyes have witnessed too many ups and downs and changes, and now they remain as calm and indifferent as ever.

"Your village master and I are old acquaintances. If you refuse to open the door, ask your village master to come out and see me."

"My patience is limited, don't waste time."

Zhou Yuan calmed the impatient horse, raised his head, and shouted to the bandits above.

Not only was the other party not afraid when he saw Zhou Yuan, but he asked to see the village leader by name, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused by his arrogance.

Is it possible that this person really knows the village owner?
The bandits suddenly couldn't make up their mind, so they all looked at the little leader.

"Leader, what do you think we should do now?"

The team leader frowned and looked at Zhou Yuan for a long time.

It always looks familiar, but I can't remember who it is.

To be on the safe side, it’s better to report it first.

"Brothers below, please wait a moment while we go notify the leader of the village!"

"Without orders from above, we don't dare to make decisions on our own!"

Zhou Yuan didn't say anything, he just silently touched the horse's head.

The bandit leader was not upset when he saw this, he just turned around and said a few words.

"You guys wait here, I'll report it myself."

"Watch your mouth and don't be quick to talk."

"It's very possible that this person's identity is not simple. We are in the village just to make a living, there is no need to cause trouble."

After saying that, he left the bandits behind and ran inside alone.

The other bandits looked at his leaving figure, and then looked at Zhou Yuan who was waiting below, feeling a little puzzled.

This man was working alone, and he might not have brought any scary weapons. Is there any need to be so scared?

What they didn't know was that it was precisely because of Zhou Yuan's high martial arts skills and ability to defeat one against a hundred that they dared to go into battle lightly.

The bandit leader explained that he was afraid that the other bandits would anger Zhou Yuan and cause unnecessary trouble to him.

After the leader left, the scene fell into a brief silence.

Everyone stared with big eyes and small eyes, waiting for feedback information to facilitate the next move.

"Master of the village - I have something to report!"

It was meal time, and Zhou Daxiong was just about to go to eat when he was suddenly stopped in the middle.

Although he was a little unhappy, he didn't show it, but asked calmly.

"What's going on? You're running so fast."

"Is it possible that those sanctimonious villains from the government are here again?"

Zhou Daxiong rubbed his hungry belly and asked with raised eyebrows.

The man had been running for a long time and was now out of breath.

But after seeing Zhou Daxiong's gloomy expression, he quickly explained.

"No, no, no, not from the government."

"There was a middle-aged man in his early forties wearing a black shorts."

"He said he is an old acquaintance of the village leader and wants you to go out and meet him."