Among the villages, Xiao Tie and his party were arranged to rest behind the village.

This is where women and children in the village live, and there is less solemnity than the forefront.

This is another flat land, with more than 30 houses arranged in sequence, with a faint appearance of a military formation.

The people living here are all brothers who died in the battle in the village and were unattended in their hometowns, so they were brought to the village for support. In fact, there were not many women and children.

There are only a few hundred people.

Moreover, most of them have to help the counterfeit villages with work like the Fire Head Army every day.

Qiu Buping is in the military law of the right to the right and wrong villages. On Qinglong Mountain alone, there are more than 5,000 elite troops in the headquarters. Within twenty miles below the mountain, there are several military camps deployed defenses, about 10,000 people.

With so many men gathering together, it will be a big trouble if something happens.

Therefore, the place where women and children live in the village is separated from the village by a high wall, and there are special leaders patrols every day.

In addition to being extremely vigilant, Xiao Tie and his group who were temporarily staying here felt slightly depressed.

This is different from the father and son they imagined to meet.

From the beginning of joining the parody, both sides had a clear sense of alienation, and Qiu Buping seemed to have no intention of getting close to Xiao Tie.

Xiao Tie met and talked with him, and the news that the dissatisfaction ended was also known to others.

Everyone was sorry, but they were also a little regretful.

Especially the monk.

The direction of this matter is completely different from what he predicted.

If Qiu Buping treats his biological son this way, then it would be completely delusional to rely on the uneven gun and help Shi Yin's niece in the future.

Is this Qiu Buping such a ruthless man?

The monk was knocking on wooden fish in his house and turning Buddhist beads, but his brows were furrowed.

The Zen mind cannot calm down at all, and I can recite a Buddhist scripture so hard that I can't find any feeling.

The monk simply stopped reciting scriptures, but pushed open the door and jumped up to the eaves. Under the bright crescent moon, he looked at the brightly lit village.

He always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something important.

Qiu Buping's strange attitude is also quite interesting.

Just as the monk was thinking, he suddenly saw a group of people walking out of the village and walking towards his side.

The leader is Wu Shifeng, the leader of the third country in the village, and the ghost scholar.

"What did he do here?"

The monk turned the Buddhist beads, his eyes full of doubts.

Xiao Tie was in the house at this time, holding his heavy sword and thinking alone. Qingqing and Shan Gui came to comfort him and talked about Shen Qiu by the way.

If Qiu Buping has always been unwilling to help, then they can only find another way to rescue Shen Qiu.

Xiao Tie also made up his mind that he would meet his father again tomorrow morning and pray for another reason. If Qiu Buping was still so cold, he would go down the mountain with the mountain ghost Qingqing.

Xiao Tie was a little disappointed.

I found my biological father and learned about my own life experience.

It should have been two happy things, but together, it makes Xiao Tie's heart full of pain.

He could understand Qiu Buping's indifference.

If he had experienced the same thing, he would not have been better than Qiu Buping.

But no matter how understanding is, he still cannot accept his father's ruthless attitude.

What I said is no longer Qiu Yunshu of the past, what a joke!

His son lived alone for 14 years and worked hard to travel all over Qilu before finding his biological father. Could he not even say a word of comfort?

Compared to him, his master who died of illness is more like his real father!

Xiao Tie was depressed.

He felt like he wanted to escape from the right and wrong villages, and he felt that it was quite depressing here.

"Bang, bang"

The knock on the door sounded in the night. Xiao Tie was stunned for a moment, then got up and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a thin man in a black robe, holding a white paper fan in his hand, a goatee, and a smiling face.

"Ah, you are..."

When Xiao Tie saw the man in front of him, he knew that he was the big leader of the village and his father's sworn brother, but he didn't know his name very well.

"In the lower Wu Shifeng."

The ghost scholar smiled and hugged his fists at the Broken Iron, he said:

“By seniority, you should call me “Uncle San”.

Xiao Tie, I see that there are some conflicts between you and the boss, so I come to persuade you privately so as not to get resentful between you father and son.

Would you like to listen to me?"

"Uncle Wu, please come in."

Xiao Tie has a mellow personality, so he immediately invited the ghost scholar into the house.

The latter also held a food box in his hand. After opening it, he saw several appetizers, a small pot of wine and two wine cups.

Wu Shifeng is flexible and a scene person. He is also responsible for contacting foreign countries and external forces on weekdays, so he is naturally versatile.

He asked Xiao Tie to take his seat, poured a glass of wine for Xiao Tie himself, and poured himself a glass of wine.

He raised the wine cup and said to Xiao Tie with a smile:

"Today, the boss recognizes you and your father and son. Although this matter is secret, it is still a great joy for me, so come, Xiao Tie, have a drink with my third uncle."

Although Xiao Tie is young, he still has a good alcohol tolerance.

He lived with his master in a bitter and cold place in Liaodong since he was a child, and he could drink and warm up. After a few drinks, he and Wu Shifeng seemed closer and slowly opened up.

"Little Tie, I see that you have no spirit in your eyes, probably because of worry in your heart."

The ghost scholar picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pickled radish, and put it into his mouth. While eating, he lit the chopsticks and said to Xiao Tie:

"But are you resenting the boss and not caring about you?"

"No."

Xiao Tie shook his head.

But how could the 14-year-old simple boy hide the thoughts of this stingy Wu Shifeng?

He smiled and took a sip of wine, and said in half:

"You little boy like to keep your thoughts in your heart, and are carved out in the same mold as the boss. Let me listen to what I said to you in the last time.

Let me tell you, Xiao Tie, the boss is cold and sluggish to you. Not only does he not care about you, but he is just because he loves you, that he is so heartless."

"ah?"

Xiao Tie raised his head, looked surprised, and then he heard Wu Shifeng sigh.

Say softly:

"You must have seen it on the way to my Shifeizhai. Zhao Lian, the Marquis of Wei of the Southern Dynasty, commanded 40,000 elite soldiers and set up camp thirty miles away from Qinglong Mountain.

To the north of Weifang, there are tens of thousands of cavalrymen of the Northern Dynasty tiger general Yelu Chong, waiting for battle.

You only know that I am a village in the world, but you don’t know that I am also a thorn in the eyes of other green forest heroes.

At this time of crisis, there were more than 40 or 50 large and small villages in Qilu, but none of them came to provide assistance."

Wu Shifeng shook his wine glass, he glanced at Xiao Tie and said:

"I am a Feizhai and a vicious wolf. At this time, I am surrounded by two fierce tigers, and there are jackals and dogs around me, waiting to bite a piece of meat from the Shibian.

You are not an outsider either. Xiao Tie, Uncle San will say something to you with heartfelt words."

The ghost scholar shook his head and lowered his voice and said:

"Even the boss is not sure of winning in this battle. He has great martial arts skills and no one can stop him if he wants to leave, but he is unable to protect the 20,000 brothers from the right and wrong village.

At this time, it was really the moment when I was a village.

If you are not careful, it will end up burning with both jade and stone."

"Let me tell you, if you are the boss, and your biological blood and bones come to join us at this deadly moment, would you accept it?

Or don't answer?"

Xiao Tie's expression changed a little.

Wu Shifeng said again:

"If you don't understand, Uncle San will say it more bluntly.
To be continued...