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A month passed, two months passed, three months passed. Hai Dongqing was almost numb, and he had hidden in the dung pit twenty or thirty times, but the enemy had never entered the thatched house in the back garden. Hai Dongqing waited like a paranoid, waiting.

Finally, the sky paid off. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, a lively moon viewing banquet was set up in the back garden. When dozens of people in the host's family were happily drinking and admiring the moon and composing poems, Hai Dongqing hid in the pit next to the dung pit. In the darkness of the plank, he heard the shrill laughter of the enemy, the coquettish talk and snorting of the women, the flattering laughter of the housekeepers and maids, and the appearance of them drinking wine and eating wine and meat and admiring the moon, while he himself hibernated like a turtle in the stinking mud pit, and he hated it so much that his teeth were about to be crushed.

When the man walked into the toilet with a wine burp, Hai Dongqing could hardly believe his eyes. When he saw the drunken face in the dim light of the hut through the cracks in the planks, his body almost convulsed in astonishment. But at last he calmed down, and as he had done countless times in his daily practice, he lifted the plank, and emerged like a gopher drilling, crawled out of the dirt pit, and appeared ghostly behind the enemy.

The owner of the cheerful little relief seemed to feel a little, and he turned his head. Hai Dongqing wielded the knife that had been sharpened countless times with the tip of a scythe for mowing grass. A streak of blood appeared on the enemy's neck. The enemy reached out and clutched his blood-spurting throat, glaring as if to scream. Hai Dongqing calmly covered his mouth, and at the same time hugged his fallen body.

At the moment when the enemy fell, he did not forget to lean over and say his identity in the ear of the dying enemy. Then he lifted his master's feet and threw him headfirst into the dung pit. Looking at the enemy whose head, face, and chest were not in the fecal water, and his feet were still twitching and swinging outside, Hai Dongqing suddenly felt inexplicable pleasure. He found the thrill of breaking the wings of a bird as a child. The feeling is simply incomparable, indescribable.

The master's body sank into the dung pit, and he covered the wooden plank and calmly left the backyard. At that moment, although he was covered in a foul smell and gray face, he raised his eyebrows and felt that he had completed the most important event in his life.

It was not difficult to find out who killed him, and soon he was locked in his identity, and from then on, Hai Dongqing began his career as a fugitive. In order to survive, he killed one person after another, as long as they showed some suspicion about themselves, Hai Dongqing would kill their mouths. He was once forced to the point of exhaustion, shivering in the cave of the cliff when the ice and snow were full, and almost froze into a popsicle. He had also enjoyed things he had never enjoyed before, good food and wine and the sassiest girls. He had slept in a cave in the snow and ice, but he had also slept in the warmest bed in the world, a flesh bed where more than a dozen young and beautiful girls lay naked. That night, he rolled unscrupulously among the soft peaks of Roshan, doing whatever he wanted.

His methods of killing became more and more cruel, and he was accustomed to killing, chopping corpses into pieces with a knife and breaking their bones with a hammer. Many of the people he killed ended up with only fragments of their bones. Since then, he has been known by the terrifying name of 'Hai Dongqing', a falcon that swallows even the bones of its prey. He also made many brothers in the same situation, and they were willing to follow this fearless and murderous Hai Dongqing to the rivers and lakes.

But Hai Dongqing soon realized that it was not a way for him to go on like this. Every place to settle down cannot last long, and the people under him scatter and gather and scatter, and they always cannot have their own place. So he accepted the advice of his brother named Xu Xing and decided on a stable place to stay.

Soon they learned that there was a group of bandits gathering on Peach Blossom Island on the coast of the East China Sea, and after many inquiries, they got involved with the leader of the bandits, a person named Zheng Zicheng, who claimed to be the owner of Peach Blossom Island. Zheng Zicheng also suffered from the lack of manpower under his men, and he was often sent by officers and soldiers to flee all over the mountains and islands, and he urgently needed to expand his manpower. In addition, the other party is Hai Dongqing, who is famous for the green forest, so he is naturally willing to accept it. So Hai Dongqing took more than 30 people by boat to Peach Blossom Island to fall into the grass.

Although Zheng Zicheng is righteous on the surface, he is actually very small-minded. He was worried about the people down there. After Hai Dongqing came, he thought that this brother and righteous island owner would be reused by himself, but in the end, he only got a small seat in the fifteenth place, and was driven to a remote island in the southeast of Peach Blossom Island to garrison. This made Hai Dongqing very dissatisfied.

This kind of dissatisfaction slowly reached the verge of outburst as it accumulated, especially Hai Dongqing's disdain for Zheng Zicheng's suspicious but cowardly appearance. Officers and soldiers come and run all over the mountain, and when the officers and soldiers leave, it will be treated as if nothing happened, what can this person do? After several suggestions, Zheng Zicheng actually said in public, "If you think that the temple can't accommodate your big Buddha, please take care of yourself". Hai Dongqing finally broke out.

Under Xu Xing's planning, on a dark and high night, Hai Dongqing returned to Peach Blossom Island with more than 30 brothers. That night, they killed all the way to Zheng Zicheng's residence, pulled out Zheng Zicheng, who was sleeping with the fishergirl he had snatched, and directly dropped the cliff in the north of the island. From that night on, the Peach Blossom Island cottage changed hands, and Hai Dongqing officially became the owner of Peach Blossom Island and became the leader of the pirates.

After that, the rapid development of the Peach Blossom Island bandits was staggering, and after defeating several attacks by officers and soldiers, the bandits completely gained a firm foothold. Although there have been many twists and turns in the middle, today, more than 20 years later, Peach Blossom Island is already a kingdom outside the world, and Hai Dongqing is the king of this kingdom.

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The main hall of Peach Blossom Island is at the highest point in the center of the island, in fact, the whole island is a hill, surrounded by cliffs, and there are only a few places to land, which is the geographical advantage of Peach Blossom Island.

Although it has been in business for many years, the Juyi Hall on Peach Blossom Island is very ordinary. Due to the limited materials, half of the hall is made of rocks, and half of it is made of local trees. However, the island is barren, and the weather and natural conditions are not conducive to the growth of trees, so all trees are grown. Therefore, this hall of righteousness is even more shabby than the stone houses of the cottage. Although it is huge, the stacks of miscellaneous trees and the rattan thatched roof make it look like a big shack.

However, the pirates don't care about aesthetics, and Hai Dongqing doesn't care about these. No matter how well this Peach Blossom Island cottage is built, it is useless, because his ultimate goal is not to be trapped on this island for the rest of his life. He wants to live in a big mansion like the Liang Wangfu in Hangzhou, or even in the tall palace in Bianjing, which is where he wants to live the most.

It was raining and the hall was dimly lit. More than a dozen large oil pots burned in the hall, and black smoke came out of the thatched cracks in the roof and disappeared into the rain. The hall was empty, and at the top of the north, rows of thirty or forty large wooden chairs were empty, and they were the seats of all the leaders of the cottage. But at the moment, they were each in their respective camps, each on their respective islands, so it was all empty.

Hai Dongqing leaned alone on the bearskin chair at the end, his feet crossed on the armrests, half-lying down, holding a bowl of wine in his hand. Next to him, several minions stood aside with wine jars, ready to pour him wine.

Hai Dongqing's face was a little solemn, his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something. The dim light and the glow of the fire in the frying pan made his face flicker and darken, and it became a little eerie. But in fact, if you look closely at Hai Dongqing's facial features, it will be difficult for you to associate him with the notorious murderous situation. Because Hai Dongqing's facial features are actually quite delicate, but the traces of wind and frost on his face are very heavy, after all, he has experienced so many things, all of which are written in his dark and full of wrinkles and scars like knives and axes.

Footsteps sounded on the stone steps outside the hall door, and soon a thin figure walked in briskly and walked straight to Hai Dongqing's seat. Hai Dongqing glanced sideways, and hurriedly put down his upturned legs and sat up straight.

"Brother Xu, you're here. Any news? Hai Dongqing laughed loudly. His voice was not loud, but it seemed that his voice echoed throughout the hall at this time. Full of neutrality.

It was the second master of the Peach Blossom Island cottage, Xu Xing, the military advisor of the cottage. Since meeting Xu Xing more than 20 years ago, Hai Dongqing has relied on him very much. Xu Xing is a scholar, his martial arts are not high, but his resourcefulness and foresight are not low, it is his few suggestions at the beginning that he has today's atmosphere, so Hai Dongqing trusts and relies on him very much.

"Lord, they're coming. The news says they have already left. Our eyeliner said that Xiao Chenji saw their boat in Qiantang County. I guess I should be able to reach the mouth of the sea tomorrow night. If all goes well, the day after tomorrow, the owner will be able to see people. Xu Xing smiled.

"Good!" Hai Dongqing patted his thigh and said, "I can't wait to see the one surnamed Lin." This dog thing killed Jin Gui, and we sent several groups of people to move him, but they all went into the sea. I have some skills. When he came to the cottage, Lao Tzu wanted to concoct him well and avenge Jin Gui. ”

Xu Xing beckoned, and a minion hurriedly poured a bowl of wine and brought it up, Xu Xing took it, tilted his neck and drank a few sips, and turned to sit aside.

"Island Master, there are some things that my brother needs to tell you. This time, Gao Muqing of Guishan Island suddenly wanted to submit to us, didn't the island owner feel a little strange? You must know that Jin Gui went undercover on Guishan Island for three years, but he couldn't get them to agree, why did he agree now? ”

Hai Dongqing nodded and said, "Brother Xu, I have also thought about this matter, and when I received the letter sent by Gao Muqing, I thought about it carefully. You went to land a few days ago, and I didn't have time to discuss this matter with you. ”

"What does the owner think is the reason?"