Chapter 12: Rock-Paper-Scissors to Decide Life and Death

"Tongzi, you are really perceptive."

[Ding, it's okay! ]

Ye Junlin shrugged. Anyway, he was almost moldy staying in the mountain for a while, so he could go out and play, and take the cheap apprentice with him.

"Well, I also think the root cause is in Wei State."

Xu Younian nodded.

"Master, how about this, I will go there myself and solve this matter."

Ye Junlin said.

Swish!

All eyes in the hall were focused on Ye Junlin.

Xu Younian stroked his beard and smiled, "Junior Brother Ye is more direct. If you go, I believe this matter can be solved quickly."

"Okay, see you later."

Ye Junlin left the hall.

Looking at the receding figure, the leader of Cangjian Peak said with some worry: "Well, can Junior Brother Ye really handle it?"

"You are such a blockhead. In this small wasteland state, what else can be difficult for a god to be transformed?" The leader of Tianxiang Peak rolled his eyes.

In the wasteland state, the god means invincibility!

"If even he can't handle it, then this wasteland state is really hopeless." Xu Younian's smile gradually faded, and he said seriously: "Everyone, hurry up to practice, don't think too much about other things, don't let Junior Brother Ye down!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded.

...

In the East Region, the wasteland state is very small, and its location is very remote. It is called a remote place by cultivators in other states.

But!

This is what the cultivation world says.

In the eyes of mortals, the wasteland state is boundless. From one country to another, even if you travel by boat and horse, it will take at least two or three months. If it is far, you can't even reach it in this lifetime.

The sky with rolling clouds and mist.

Two figures passed by like flowing light, one in front and one behind.

Ye Junlin hummed a tune and admired the beautiful mountains and rivers in the distance.

Hong Qianye stared at the back, thinking of the things that happened in Piaomiao Peak before, and felt more and more aggrieved in his heart.

"Forget it, there are plenty of opportunities on the road!"

"When you fall into my hands, I will definitely make you look good!"

Ye Junlin had a faint smile on his lips, and he could clearly feel that the guy behind him had a lot of resentment.

"Haha, it seems that you are very unconvinced."

"In that case, I will slowly train you."

Not long after.

They came to the sky above the Great Wei Dynasty.

Looking around, large and small cities are scattered in an orderly manner.

The common people are like ants, looking very small.

From the moment of birth, fate is almost decided. Some people live in luxury, enjoy wealth and splendor, some people live in poverty, eat coarse food, some people work hard and finally become seriously ill...

In this world, only cultivating immortals can change fate!

"Hmm? There seems to be something going on down there."

Ye Junlin narrowed his eyes.

Hong Qianye looked over and said casually: "Oh, it looks like a group of horse bandits are looting a village."

He has long been accustomed to such things.

"Really? Go down and take a look."

As he said, Ye Junlin's expression moved and he flew towards the village.

"Boring."

Hong Qianye curled his lips and had to follow behind.

At this time.

Taohua Village.

The flames shot up to the sky and the smoke filled the air.

Many villagers were driven to the open space in the center of the village by horse bandits like animals.

Those who were disobedient and tried to escape were all killed by the vicious bandits!

Sobbing, crying, and begging for mercy sounded in this originally peaceful and harmonious village.

"Heroes, our village is a well-known poor place. We only have chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep that we raise on weekdays. If you want to take them, take them all. Don't hurt the innocent people in the village."

The head of Taohua Village, with white hair, stepped forward on crutches and pleaded.

"Go to hell!"

A bandit kicked impatiently, and the village chief screamed and fell to the ground, lying on the ground spitting blood.

There were a total of a hundred bandits in this group of bandits. They were fierce, holding sharp long knives, and drove hundreds of villagers together.

The villagers were terrified, and men, women, old and young were full of fear.

"Village leader, they are all here."

A younger brother said respectfully.

The leader of the Black Wind Village rode a tall horse and walked out of the team with a calm temperament.

Surprisingly, this bandit leader was not a rough man, but a scholar. At first glance, he looked like a teacher in a private school.

The leader of the Black Wind Village looked down with a condescending look, his face calm as usual.

Among them, he saw a young man and woman in the crowd, wearing eye-catching red clothes, obviously a couple who were about to enter the bridal chamber.

The leader of the Black Wind Village sneered, pointed at the two people, and ordered in a tone: "Drag them out for me."

"Yes, leader!"

Several younger brothers immediately stepped forward.

"No!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

The newlyweds were pushed to the ground.

Their eyes were full of fear, and they were worried about their own fate.

The leader of the Black Wind Village jumped off his horse, walked to the bride, lifted her chin, looked directly at her tender and pretty face, and said with a smile: "She is quite pretty."

"Spare me, spare my life."

The woman said fearfully.

"Let my wife go! Don't touch her!"

The man thought of something, his eyes were bloodshot.

The villagers knew it well, and lowered their heads to not bear to look.

Who would have thought.

The leader of the Black Wind Village asked, "Do you love your man?"

The woman was stunned. She didn't expect that the bandit leader would suddenly ask this question.

The woman nodded gently, "Yes."

The leader of the Black Wind Village turned to look at the man, "Then do you love her?"

The man looked honest and sincere. Facing the question from the leader of the Black Wind Village, he shouted excitedly, "Of course I love her! She and I have been childhood sweethearts since we were young! When I grew up, I finally got my wish and married her! I swear to treat her well for the rest of my life!"

"Brother Tiezhu~"

Xiaomei choked with tears.

The leader of the Black Wind Village was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed at another villager.

The men understood and immediately pulled the villager out. In the eyes of countless people in fear, they swung their knives and cut off his neck.

Puff!

The blood stained the ground red, the skull rolled on the ground, and the face was full of despair.

"Ah!"

The crowd exclaimed.

The head had its eyes wide open, and it died with its eyes wide open.

The leader of the Black Wind Village smiled playfully, raised his foot and kicked it lightly, and the head rolled in front of the couple who loved each other.

Xiaomei was so frightened that she turned pale and dared not look at the dead head.

Tiezhu's face turned pale and his heart was trembling.

"You two, I suddenly have a very interesting idea."

The leader of the Black Wind Village chuckled and said, "You two play rock-paper-scissors, and the winner will be decided in one round. Whoever loses will die!"

"But, I allow you to discuss it privately for half an incense stick..."

Hearing this.

Tiezhu and Xiaomei looked at each other, not understanding why they had to do this.

The smile of the leader of the Black Wind Village gradually cooled, and his tone suddenly became fierce, "What? Don't want to play? Then all of you go to death!"

"No, no, no, let's play!"

Tiezhu spoke quickly, it's better to die alone than to lose two people.

"Well, let's start."

The leader of the Black Wind Village waved his hand.

Tiezhu immediately pulled Xiaomei to squat at the foot of the wall and said to her seriously: "Xiaomei, I will use my fist and you will use the cloth, and you will survive."

Xiaomei's eyes were red and she sobbed: "Brother Tiezhu, don't do this, I don't want you to die."

Tiezhu showed an honest smile and touched the woman's head, "I said that I will treat you well for the rest of my life."

"Brother Tiezhu, we will still be husband and wife in the next life..."

Xiaomei cried heartbroken.

The two leaned on each other and enjoyed the brief tranquility.

Half an incense stick passed.

A cold voice came, "The time is up, bring them here!"

"Yes!"

Tiezhu and Xiaomei were brought to the leader of the Black Wind Village by several men.

The leader of the Black Wind Village said calmly: "When you are ready, let's start."

"Wait!"

Tiezhu stared at the middle-aged man and mustered up the courage to say: "Are you sure that the winner will be alive?"

"Bold, you dare to question our leader!" A younger brother shouted angrily.

The leader of the Black Wind Village smiled and said, "Of course, I don't want to lie to you."

"That's good."

Tie Zhu exhaled heavily.

He said to Xiao Mei in front of him seriously, "Come on."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The two played rock-paper-scissors.

When the result came out, Tie Zhu was stunned.

Xiao Mei's pretty face flashed a trace of surprise, and then she cried loudly in fear, "I was wrong, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"Hahaha!"

The leader of the Black Wind Village laughed with his head raised, laughing so hard that tears came out, and the laughter was full of endless ridicule.

According to the previous agreement, Tie Zhu did play rock.

But Xiao Mei played scissors...