The reborn Luotuo Xiangzi started his rise from marrying Huniu

Dongshan Province.

A cavalry team headed east along the rugged slopes. Most of the team were strong and sturdy men, and they were carrying brand-new Mosingana riding rifles behind them. They looked majestic.

In the middle of the team, Qin Xiang was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, sitting on a horse, looking at the team composed of Li Yaochen's disciples around him, feeling very satisfied.

After all, the current Dongshan Province is still in a state of warlord rule. After getting off the train at Jinan Railway Station and walking for more than a hundred miles, Zhang Zongchang's leading soldiers disappeared.

I just entered Dongshan, and the team I gathered was too big, which made me easily attract attention.

When he arrived at a remote and uninhabited place, Qin Xiang took out the rifles from the system space while his team was resting, and then pretended that he had placed them here in advance, and asked each of his subordinates to take one and carry it on their backs.

Although there are only about twenty of these disciples, they are all selected from Li Yaochen's disciples. Not only are they highly skilled in martial arts, but most of them have learned how to shoot, and a few have even shown shooting talents.

The team that has just been formed is not very good at all.

Although there are only more than twenty people, almost all of them can be worth one to a hundred!

That's enough!

In order to make it easier to travel, Huniu and Fuzi also put on men's casual clothes.

Huniu looked more heroic in casual clothes, but Fuzi was a little thinner, and his appearance in men's clothes made him look even more like a monkey. Graceful figure.

The two of them thought it was fun to ride horses at first, and they were very excited talking and laughing along the way.

After walking for a long time, I began to feel tired. Lying on the horse, I felt that my lower body was numb.

On the other hand, Li Yaochen was there all the way, sitting upright on the horse and rarely speaking, and still looked like a great master.

Soon we arrived at the border between Gaomi and Pingdu. In front of us was a field of sorghum.

At this time, the sorghum was almost mature. It looked as red as fire. The autumn wind blew the waves of the grain, but it looked like a sea of ​​fire!

When Qin Xiang saw this boundless sorghum field, he suddenly remembered a song from his previous life and couldn't help humming the tune.

When Huniu and Fuzi heard this, they couldn't help but pricked up their ears.

After listening for a while, Huniu couldn't help but said:

"Husband, this song is so nice. Can you sing it to us later? Before Qin

Xiang agreed, he saw Li Yaochen glanced at the endless sorghum fields in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"This is where high-density and flatness meet. There are few people inhabiting for dozens of miles. Dongshan has always been prone to thieves, so please be careful!"

More than twenty disciples agreed in unison, but Qin Xiang just smiled slightly.

In his team, there are more than twenty martial arts masters, and they all carry sophisticated Mosingana rifles.

If ordinary thieves can also defeat him, There was a storm in front of him, so he might as well crash into the sorghum field.

After walking for more than ten miles, he suddenly heard a suona playing and the sound of gongs and drums in front of him. Looking across the sorghum field from a distance, he saw A wedding procession was approaching here a mile away.

Halfway through, the musicians suddenly changed their tune, and several bearers even bumped up the sedan, singing loudly as they did:

"The guests have not left, the banquet has not been dispersed, I looked around for him but could not find him."

"In a hurry, the groom and the waiter got into the bridal chamber and lifted the hijab."

"My little sweetie! Look at it carefully, you’ll see a big face, a flat nose and a big mouth, and you’ll roll your eyes."

"Chicken neck, five-colored face, lice and half a pea on the head……"

But it turned out that there was only the bride in the procession, and there was no family to see her off. Halfway through, the musicians simply played the Dongshan sedan-bumping song. The four bearers even bumped the sedan, but they bumped the bride in the sedan. Of all kinds of meat and vegetables.

After a while, a burst of crying came from the sedan.

But it was the bride who felt uncomfortable being raped. Thinking of the family she was marrying into, she suddenly felt sad and couldn't help crying.

When several bearers and musicians heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other with embarrassment and unbearable expression on their faces.

The bride's name is Dai Jiulian, nicknamed Jiuer, and she is the daughter of a rundown landlord in Gaomi.

Her father was greedy for money and betrothed her to Shan Bianlang, the only son of the owner of a wine shop in Northeast Township. However, Shan Bianlang was basically a leper. Not to mention whether he could be humane or not, even ordinary people could not get close to him, otherwise there would be a risk of being infected!

Jiu'er's father pushed his daughter into the fire pit for money, and a group of bearers and musicians didn't know it. It was just that they were tired and bored along the way, so they sang the usual sedan-bumping song to tease the bride.

At this moment, when Jiu'er's cry was heard in the sedan chair, the group of people suddenly looked sad, all stopped and continued to move forward in silence.

They had just walked half a mile forward when they suddenly saw a dozen big men rushing out of the sorghum field in front of them, but they were all tough men with long spears on their backs.

A young man in front took the lead, looking even more heroic in his black Chinese tunic suit. After galloping in front of the sedan, he raised the shell gun in his hand and shot at the top of the sedan.

Snapped!

The bright red tassels on the top of the sedan were instantly broken by bullets. When the red tassels fell in the wind, several bearers also felt weak and dropped the sedan to the ground.

Qin Xiang sat on the horse, swept the muzzle of his gun over the heads of the wedding team, and said with a smile:

"I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, leave the bride behind!"

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