This matter bothered Yang Xuan for a long time. He tried his best, but he couldn't find a suitable solution.
Seek the opinions of Zhang beikai and others, and all you can get is a pile of bad ideas.
Zhang beikai proposed to use the Huairou policy to send money, food, sites and women to these horse bandits. He took them to eat, drink and have fun every day. Over time, they naturally became their own people.
When Yang Xuan heard this opinion, he kicked the guy's ass on the spot.
This boy really thinks that these horse bandits are the second master Guan who speaks of righteousness.
It's certainly no problem to invite them to dinner, drink and give gifts every day, but as long as it involves interests, do you think they want to be polite to you.
Compared with the idiot suggestion of Zhang beikai, the suggestions put forward by swallowtail butterfly and Wang Fugui are more simple and rough.
Two words: repression!
First find some pricks to make an example. If anyone dares not to follow, he will directly hurt the killer!
Although this method is a little more reasonable than Zhang beikai's idiot opinion, and it is possible for specific operation, it is by no means a long-term plan.
These horse bandits will not dare to do so in a short time.
But they will not accept it in their hearts, and even hatred will arise. They will completely erupt with only one opportunity.
This is equivalent to burying a time bomb that can explode at any time.
Yang Xuan stayed in a cave in the deep mountains and forests of the north for more than two weeks. He thought hard every day, but he still made no progress.
On this day, Yang Xuan still yearned for the same as usual, squatting next to a big Bluestone near the entrance of the cave, thinking about the solution.
Suddenly I heard a loud noise. I turned around and saw a group of tianmie brothers besieging the city under a small hillside in front, talking and talking, as if I saw something strange.
"Brother Yang, come and have a look!"
When the little bat saw Yang Xuan turning his head, he quickly waved his hand and called Yang Xuan over.
Yang Xuan also walked over with a curious face to see what happened.
When I looked away from the crowd, I saw a wild boar king with a weight of at least 800 kilograms lying on the ground. He was surprisingly large, just like an elephant.
"Brother Yang, look, it's really evil. I've never heard of such a big wild boar when I'm so big! Just now we had a lot of people to take care of it."
Zhang beikai looked excited and took a picture of boar King Kaka with his mobile phone.
Not only the tianmie brothers, but also some horse bandits living in the mountains all year round said that it was the first time to see such a large wild boar.
"This is a good omen!"
Nie Tianqing in the crowd observed the wild boar for a while, and suddenly said with great excitement.
Zhang beikai wondered, "what do you say?"
Nie Tianqing stepped forward, gently stroked the boar Wang's bristle as hard as a steel wire, then turned his head, looked at Yang Xuan and said excitedly, "tell the leader, think carefully. How did you become the leader of our horse bandits?"
"You started from a pig race. That pig race made you shine, so you worked hard and won the title of the first warrior in this fight."
"So, the pig is your mascot. Now there is such a big boar king suddenly. It is auspicious. It shows that you have great fate with the pig. By the way, the leader, are you a pig?"
"I belong to your uncle!"
Yang Xuan is very sensitive when he hears the word pig now. "From now on, if anyone dares to mention the fight meeting in front of me, I will let whose ass blossom!"
Just when Yang Xuan was angry, the little bat suddenly seemed to have found the side of the new world, pointed to the boar King's mouth and said, "look, the teeth of this thing are purple!"
They hurriedly looked at the pig's mouth. Sure enough, they saw that the wild boar King's teeth were dark purple.
"Lying trough, it's really purple!"
"Shouldn't the teeth be white? Is it because this pig likes to eat purple potatoes?"
"It shouldn't be. It may be poisoning. Look at the color, it's just like poisoning."
Everyone was curious and talked about the boar King's teeth.
"Be quiet, be quiet!"
Nie Tianqing cleared his throat, looked knowledgeable, raised his head and said, "thank you for coming from the city. Why don't you know this common sense."
"The wild boar doesn't like eating purple potatoes, and it's not poisoned."
"Usually, the teeth of wild boar should be white, but once it exceeds 500 kg, the teeth of wild boar will slowly change color."
"I think the boar king needs at least 800 Jin, so his teeth turn purple."
After hearing this, the little bat wondered, "but why does the bigger the pig, the purple its teeth will become?"
Nie Tianqing replied, "this is because the larger the wild boar, the stronger the density and strength of the teeth. Over time, something called purple blood will be squeezed out of the teeth."
In the course of time, as the boar grows bigger, the purple blood essence in the teeth is more and more, and finally the tooth becomes purple.
The little bat still wondered, "why does the bigger the boar, the greater the density and strength of its teeth? Shouldn't it be looser and looser?"
"What is that purple blood? Why can it be squeezed out by squeezing? If I squeeze my teeth hard every day, will my teeth turn purple?"
Nie Tianqing had a black line on his forehead. "Why do you have so many? Why?"
The little bat replied seriously, "why do you ask me this question?"
Nie Tianqing wiped a sweat on his forehead, "I have something to go first. You talk slowly."
The little bat pursued and asked, "Why are you doing something?"
Zhang beikai and others on one side had already laughed back and forth.
In addition to his own code name, the little bat also has a nickname called tracking missile.
This does not mean that his combat effectiveness is as ignorant as a missile, but if he wants to ask any questions, anyone who dares to answer them will get into big trouble.
No matter what answer he gives, the little bat will ask why in the end. It's like an accurate tracking missile. He won't stop until you collapse.
After Nie Tianqing ran away, the little bat was still immersed in his doubts. He turned to look at Yang Xuan and asked, "brother Yang, do you know why the boar King's teeth are purple?"
When Yang Xuan started the missile mode for the little bat, the solution was also very simple. He waved directly to several militants of tianmie brothers, pointed to the little bat and said, "drag down and fight!"
"Yes!"
Several militants hurriedly dragged the little bat aside with an excited face, which was a blast hammer.
When the little bat screamed, he still didn't forget to ask loudly, "brother Yang, why did you let them hit me? Why are the boar King's teeth purple!"
Yang Xuan frowned. He was just about to let the militants start to aggravate some, but his face suddenly coagulated. It seemed that he suddenly thought of something!