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Chapter 8 Come, grab the iron pot(2/2)

“Woo woo…”

"How do you hit people?"

It doesn't seem like it's a robbery, it's like it's a robbery.

Huo Wu stepped forward and picked up the kitchen knife of the man in his hand, patted it in his palm: "Which village is from?"

"Tianjiazhuang..."

"Why did Quyang come from Lingshui County?"

"The magistrate knew that the Buddha soldiers wanted to fight Lingshui, but they were afraid that they could not defend themselves, so they sent troops into the village and burned the house. They all caught them, regardless of gender, age, and were caught outside the city gate to make a meat wall. We were afraid of death, so we ran out and panicked, carrying food and not taking the pot, and had eaten rice for four days... "

"The White-Shirted Army occupied Lingshui three days ago."

"Ah?! Ah! That's great. We can go home, we can go home!" The man jumped three feet high.

"Ha! You were afraid of the white-shirted army just now, so why aren't you afraid anymore?"

"What are you afraid of? The Buddha soldiers do not hurt the people... The first one is not afraid of Buddha soldiers, but the county soldiers cannot defeat Buddha soldiers, so use our heads to count."

“…”

There is no way to want an iron pot, but Huo Wu also pointed out a clear way for these people.

"The villages are empty when you go north. If you want the iron pot, you can pry it out by yourself!"

"Hey, thank you brother, you are such a great person!" The boy responded happily.
Chapter completed!
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