A car accident, our family of three crossed

Chapter 271 Punishing the Bad Guys

"Uncle? What's going on outside?"

Yangyang listened to the noise outside and curiously wanted to stick his head out to see, but was pulled back by Xiao Yun.

"Sit tight, don't fall. Don't worry about what's happening outside, the uncles will take care of it." After he finished talking to Yang Yang, his gentle voice suddenly turned colder, and he said coldly to the outside, "Stop playing around, and make this a quick decision."

Chu Fang and Chu Er looked at each other, then jumped off their horses at the same time and attacked the dozen or so bandits opposite them.

Both of them were veterans of battles on the battlefield, so facing a dozen or so bandits who only knew some fancy moves was no problem at all.

What's more, Chu Shisan was shooting sneak attacks from behind from time to time, and until the end, they didn't even have time to warm up.

When the last gangster fell, he said unwillingly: "You, you sneak attack, you have no moral principles..."

"Shut up and behave." Chu Er kicked the man directly in the abdomen. The man immediately curled up in pain and could no longer speak.

Chu Shisan jumped off the carriage and searched the bandits, taking away all the silver and banknotes on them. It was actually quite a lot, totaling dozens of taels.

"Hehe! With this money, we won't have to worry about food and drink on the rest of the journey."

The bandits lying on the ground watched Chu Shisan take their silver and return to the carriage. At this time, they were no longer as arrogant as before and kept begging for mercy.

"Please spare us, sir. We are blind and do not recognize the real master. Please spare us!"

Chu Fang swung the whip in his hand and it hit the bandit leader with a snap, causing him to scream in pain.

"Keep you here and let you cause trouble to the next family?"

"No, no, no, we dare not do it anymore, never again..."

Chu Shisan returned to the carriage, opened the curtain and went in, stuffing all the money he had looted to Yangyang, "Little Yangyang, this is the pocket money your uncles earned for you, take it."

"Wow, that's amazing."

Yangyang looked at the small pile of silver coins, then looked at his own purse, feeling a little worried. He found that his purse was too small and could not hold so much money.

Xiao Yun saw through his thoughts and couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that this kid was also a money-grubber. "Put it in your small bag first. When you get to the next city, ask Uncle Thirteen to exchange it for silver notes and put it in your pocket."

Yangyang nodded with satisfaction, thinking to himself that he would ask his mother to sew a bigger purse for him in the future.

"Master, what should we do with these people?"

Chu Er's voice rang out from outside the carriage, followed by Chu Fang's voice, "I would just kill him and throw him into the mountains to feed the wild beasts."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun quickly lifted the window curtain and glared at him, saying that he was so outspoken that he didn't even consider that there was a child in the carriage!

Chu Fang had indeed not thought of this just now, until the curtain of the carriage window was lifted and he saw Yangyang counting silver in the carriage, and then he reacted belatedly.

If it were just a few grown men, it wouldn't matter. They were just a group of robbers and we could just kill them. But they have a child with them, so we can't kill them in front of the child.

Fortunately, the child seemed to be concentrating on counting the silver and didn't notice what he just said. Chu Fang breathed a sigh of relief and asked guiltily, "Then how should we deal with these people?"

Xiao Yun pondered for a moment, and when he caught a glimpse of Yangyang's small bag out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt a sense of evil interest.

That was the bag that Old Man Xin packed for him when he left the Poison King Valley. In addition to some books, there were also several bottles of pills and powders that the little guy had made himself.

"Yangyang, what kind of medicine have you learned to make from your great grandfather recently?"

When these were mentioned, Yangyang became interested. He took out his small bag, untied it, and laid out the small porcelain bottles one by one.

"Uncle, look, these are what my great-grandfather taught me to make. This is itching powder, this is laughing pills, and this is farting pills. Haha, so funny..." After introducing the medicines one by one, the little guy laughed, and that laughter was somewhat magical.

Xiao Yun smiled slightly. These were the things he played with when he was a child.

He asked Chu Shisan to open all the curtains in front, pointed at the gangsters lying on the ground and wailing outside and said, "Do you want to try the medicine you made? Those outside are all bad guys. You can try it on them."

"Is it okay?" Yangyang's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again, "But, mother said that you can't hurt people casually."

Xiao Yun rubbed his little head and said, "Will your medicine kill people?"

"No." Yangyang shook his head. "Itching powder will make his body itchy, laughing pills will make people laugh non-stop, and fart pills will make people fart continuously. Hahahaha..." Every time he talked about fart pills, he couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, these medicines won't kill people, so they don't count as harming people, they can only be considered a prank."

"Really?" Yangyang was still skeptical, but his eyes were gleaming with eagerness.

"Really." Xiao Yun nodded seriously, "They did something bad, we just gave them some small punishments, how do you want to punish them, Yangyang?"

"Well, let's give them farting pills to punish them by making them fart non-stop. Hahaha!" Yang Yang said, and he couldn't help laughing and fell on the couch beside him.

Chu Shisan took the bottle of so-called fart pills, jumped off the carriage, and walked towards the fallen bandits, force-feeding them the pills, without missing a single one.

However, the expected scene of continuous farting did not occur. Instead, the dozen or so gangsters began to laugh uncontrollably one after another.

"Hey! Why are they all laughing? Little guy, did you take the wrong medicine?" Chu Fang leaned in from the car window and asked with amusement.

Yangyang stretched his neck to look at the scene outside, also confused. He turned around and sat down, very puzzled: "That's obviously a fart pill..."

Xiao Yun silently picked up the bottle of so-called laughing pills, put it to his nose and sniffed it, and couldn't help but smile. This little guy really mixed up the two kinds of pills.

"Yangyang, this bottle is the fart pill."

But then again, I've just started learning, and it's already amazing that I can achieve this level.

This is a relatively simple recipe, and the effect only lasts for a quarter of an hour. However, those bandits laughed continuously for a quarter of an hour, which had cost them most of their lives, and they were now gasping for breath.

Xiao Yun asked Chu Er to stay and clean up the mess, and they set off and continued on their journey.