Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Yu Chi Baolin strode into the main hall, ignoring the alien buildings around him.

Shache City is not big, it is really not big, and it belongs to the border area, although the building is full of alien flavor, but in fact it does not seem to be very tall, for Wei Chi, who is used to seeing the world in Datang, the attraction is indeed worse.

"You're the city lord?" There was not much time, and Wei Chi had already stood in front of a fat middle-aged man.

The fat city lord wiped the cold sweat that kept dripping from his head, glared at the crying and crying female relatives around him, and then said with a wincing: "Yes, yes." Dear General Datang, the villain is the city lord, please forgive me for offending Tianyan! ”

"Get a red rope and tie it around his neck, a little thicker, don't break it." Yu Chi Baolin looked at the fat man in front of him expressionlessly, and waited until the rope was tied to his neck, then he said gloomily: "From now on, as long as you dare to take off this rope, Lao Tzu will slaughter your whole family, I don't understand." ”

"Ming, understood." Feeling the rope around his neck like a dog's chain, the fat man's fat face was bitter like a dead old man.

The rope was obviously a hemp rope soaked in human blood, and it hung around his neck like a dead man's life-seeking ghost hand stretched out of hell, making the fat man's cold sweat drip down his back.

"It's good to understand, now tell me, who are you?" Wei Chicai doesn't care what the fat man feels, he has a straightforward temperament and has a strong sense of purpose, as long as he decides something, it is difficult to be changed.

"Great, Tang people!" The fat man replied very happily.

There had been a commotion outside for so long just now, and he had already heard it clearly, so naturally he wouldn't find himself unhappy.

"Okay, it's good to know that you are from the Tang Dynasty, and when we withdraw in a while, you will send someone out to check on Lao Tzu from door to door, if there is no red cloth or red rope on the door, what should I do, you know?" Wei Chi's big hand slapped the fat man's shoulder and said with a smile, but the smile looked extremely hideous in the fat man's eyes.

"I know, those who don't hang are people with two hearts, and the whole family will be killed!" For the sake of his own life, the fat man chose to compromise.

In ancient times, human life was not valuable, and this was especially true for the Western Regions, where living conditions were difficult and materials were scarce. No one here cares about the lives of some ordinary people, everyone is struggling to die, as long as they can save their lives, killing some people is nothing.

And the city lord himself is not a good thing, otherwise it would be impossible to fight outside, and he is still hiding in the city lord's mansion to enjoy himself.

It can be seen that this fat man is not a good thing, and it is worth dying on the premise of saving the lives of the people.

"Yes, you are very perceptive, and you can teach your son!" got an answer that satisfied him, Yu Chi Baolin praised the fat man, but the words seemed a little nondescript.

There's no way, Baolin doesn't have much culture, and he still heard it from the side when Kong Yingda and a bunch of old people praised Li Chengqian.

As for Yu Chi Baolin's own ......, the comments he got were generally rotten wood that could not be carved!

"General Xie praised, the villain can do his best for the Tang Heavenly Soldiers, he should be, he should be!" However, it was obvious that the fat man was not a cultured person, and he didn't hear anything about Yu Chi Baolin's specious praise, so he just nodded and followed him.

"Okay, don't follow Lao Tzu, hurry up and do your business." Yu Chi Baolin felt very unhappy when he was followed by a fat man.

"Yes, yes, the villain will go right away. General, do you want to go to the back house to rest? The fat man agreed indiscriminately, but his eyes looked at the women who were being held aside, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Get out of the way, what kind of person is Lao Tzu, bribing Lao Tzu with the money you played, is your old boy's neck harder than a knife?" How could the gentleman who came out of Chang'an City not understand this kind of thing, seeing the fat man's eyes, Wei Chi immediately knew what he meant.

However, thinking that these women had been by that fat man, Wei Chi immediately lost any interest.

And he is now the general of the unified army, this kind of violation of military discipline, he will not take the lead in doing anything, as a martial noble, there are still some necessary 'principles' Wei Chi.

After the tea time, Wei Chi got rid of the fat man and asked him to arrange his subordinates to carry out the task, while he left the city lord's mansion with people and released all the city lord's family.

The fat man who was relieved didn't see Wei Chi's shadow until he couldn't see it, he exhaled a long breath, raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his head vigorously.

"Old, sir!" When the fat city lord was struggling with what to do, whether he wanted to return to the Tang Dynasty wholeheartedly, the old housekeeper came over with a red cloth.

"Master, the villain will wrap this and this for you, your neck is about to break." Under the fat man's suspicious gaze, the old butler pointed to the rope around his neck and said.

"......Shh When the fat man heard the old housekeeper's words, he felt a hot pain in his neck.

Just now, he was too nervous to care about whether his neck hurt or not, but now that his spirit was relaxed, the damage caused by the rough hemp rope to his neck immediately made him feel that the position of the back of his neck hurt.

So, the old butler, the maid, and the wife were busy around the lord of the city, and after a while, the rope around the fat man's neck was gone, replaced by a very beautiful flat piece of cloth.

"Assi, you say, General Wei Chi can't see the rope, what's not?" Rubbing the rope around his neck, the fat man hesitated.

"Master, how can it be, you can say that this is to better protect that rope, so it was wrapped." The old butler said flatteringly.

"Really?" The fat man hesitated for a while, and then said in a tangled voice: "Then you say, what should this thing be called?" You can't call a rope, can you? ”

"This ......" the old butler was stopped by the fat man, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

A certain wife of the fat man, seeing that everyone was frowning, suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind, squeezed to his side and said: "Master, you see that this thing is flat like a belt, and it is tied to the neck, depending on the concubine's body, it is better to call it 'tie', right?" ”

"Tie?" The fat man muttered, his eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh fiercely: "Yes, tie, this thing will be called a tie in the future." ”

Li Chengqian, who was far away in Chang'an, didn't know at all that because of a spoof by Yu Chi Baolin, he tied a rope around the enemy's neck, and as a result, he actually made a tie thousands of years in advance.

If I knew, I really didn't know if I should cry or laugh!

[Danger] is going to send a friend in a while, so the next chapter update is going to be in the evening.

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