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Five hundred and thirtieth chapters return (18)

"Ga, drive" the soldiers drove the carriage out of the village. The road was given by the women. When he and his soldiers were on guard, how could so many people gather in the village? Now, not only did they gather so many people, but they also spoke noisily, one louder than the other, and did not take their gate guards seriously at all.

"That soldier."

A bunch of women gathered at the door, and the soldiers guarding the gate were gone. Someone said he had gone to the forest south. The woman wanted to ask clearly and called out to the soldiers.

The soldier pulled the reins of the horse and stopped the horse, looked at the women piled up, and called his own women.

"This soldier." A plump woman came over and looked pretty good.

The soldier was full of questions, what did this woman call herself?

The woman walked to the back corner of the car and said, "Big brother, soldiers usually keep the door every day. Where did the soldiers who keep the door go? Some people said they went to the forest in the south. Is that true?"

The soldier sat sideways, turned his head to look at the woman, stuffed the horse reins in his left hand to the hand holding the whip. He said, "We have gone to the forest in the south. The situation is special today, and the village owner took us there."

"Are you really going to the south forest?" the woman muttered. She smiled at the soldiers, feeling embarrassed to ask the soldiers. She asked, "What are you doing in the south forest? You don't even have the door?"

The soldier wanted to drive the carriage. He said, "Why are you talking so much? The village owner took us into the forest in the south to save the horse of a female shopkeeper. Her horse fell into the pit of the trapped beast."

"That's right." After hearing this, the woman knew what the soldiers in the door had done. He laughed and blocked the laughing teeth with his hands.

The woman thought to herself that the village owner took the soldiers guarding the gate to rescue the horse of a female shopkeeper, but she didn't even guard the gate. Who is this female shopkeeper, what is the relationship between this female shopkeeper and the village owner, how can the village owner lead the people in person, or the soldiers guarding the gate on weekdays?

This woman couldn't figure out what relationship could make the village owner like this? Her mother was just like this.

Most of the women at the village gate also heard the soldiers' words. They were chatting and had no time to think about it. They just listened to it. A few chatted with loud voices, and they didn't hear the soldiers' words at all. Or they heard them, and they heard two sounds, but they didn't hear clearly what those two sounds were saying.

There were a few women who listened to the soldiers. They not only listened, but also thought about it, which was almost the same as those of women with plump figures. These women listened carefully to the soldiers' words.

They didn't understand the village owner. A female shopkeeper's horse fell into the pit of trapped beasts. Why did the village owner bring people there personally, and the soldiers who usually guard the gate?

The soldier replied, looked at the plump woman with two eyes. He sat and turned around, pulled the horse rope with his left hand, raised his whip and whipped it, "Go!"

With a whip, the horse whipped. It hummed and pulled the cart forward. It walked past the village gate and walked into the open land. Looking up, the grass and the yellow and black soil were mottled.

The soldier drove out of the village gate with the carriage, and the horse pulled forward. The soldier turned around and shouted to the women who blocked the door: "Don't block the village gate, girls, go with the wooden barriers. Are you blocking the village gate?" The soldiers shouted, "Go up and don't block the village gate."

The soldier shouted, "Bang!" and the sound shook his eardrums.

With a whisper, the women who were chatting in the village gate all looked at the soldiers. After hearing the soldiers' words, several people said, "Don't you scold us?"

"Who are you scolding?" The burly old lady stared at the eyes of the old cow, rolled up her sleeves and walked out. She walked out of the south gate of the village and walked towards the soldiers.

"I wanted to cut you when you entered the village." The old lady walked towards the soldiers with great strides.

When the soldier saw the old lady coming, his hands trembled. He hurriedly held the whip tightly, shook the reins of the horse, waved the whip and shouted: "Go!Go!"

Because of panic, the soldiers hit the horse's head and neck. The horse neighed with pain, kicked the ground with all its feet, and the grass and soil splashed backwards. The horse started running.

The burly old woman rolled up her sleeves and was about to catch up, and the horse pulled the cart and ran. "Who are you scolding?" The old woman pointed to the soldiers and followed her.

The old lady wanted to pull the soldier down and throw him down.

The horse pulled the cart and ran very quickly. The old woman ran away, grabbed the cart, and was thrown away by the cart. The cart ran faster and faster, but the old woman ran slower and slower.

The carriage ran, and I was left far away. "Driving!" The soldier shouted and waved the whip. He turned around and looked at it. The old woman's voice was half like a male voice and half like a female voice. Her mouth was like a trumpet, and her words were louder. She stood there and pointed and shouted, "If you have the ability, stop me, and you will not die."

The woman stopped chasing her. The soldier sat sideways and looked at the woman, holding a horse whip in his mouth. He was angry with the woman, like an escaped antelope, raising her proud horns and showing off her proud figure to the panting leopard.

The burly woman pinched her waist with her hands and her face turned green. She looked like an upright black bear. After being played with by a running reindeer, she looked at the running figure of the deer. She thought to herself, don't stop in front of me.

The soldiers were gone, and the woman turned back and walked towards her sisters.

The woman was so angry that she got rid of the woman, and the soldiers became much more happy. She relieved the woman's aura of blocking the door.

"Gao" the soldier held the horse rope and knocked the horse's butt with the head of the horse's whip. The long rope of the horse's whip was already held at the tail of the stick.

The forest is getting closer and closer. There are sparse forests, and the edges of the forest are sparse forests. When the carriage enters, it feels like walking on the avenue. There are unclean trees on both sides, and the grass is the yellow sand on the street.

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The soldier sat in the carriage and saw a man slanting towards the northeast. A little far away, he only saw the man bowing his back and carrying something.

"Who is that person?" The soldier did not recognize the person. The man had walked halfway between the forest and the village. Although he bent, he could see that he was walking very fast.

"Who is it?" the soldier muttered.

"Gao" he took it back and stopped looking at it.

He accidentally caught a glimpse of a few people walking out of the forest. They were walking northwest. There were four people in total. "Hey?" Although it was a bit far away, the soldiers looked at the four people, and they looked a little like the four hunters.

"Like those four hunters?" the soldier said in a carriage.

"Are they coming out?" said the soldier driving the carriage.

"What are they doing?" said the soldier driving the carriage.

The soldiers drove the carriage and looked at the four hunters far away.

"It's them, it should be them." The soldier thought to himself.

"Hey?" He turned his head to look at the man who was bent and carrying something on his back. He said, "Who is that man? He also carries something else with a sack on his back."

"Who is that person?" The man bowed, and the soldier didn't know who the person was.
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