Pan Long walked around the two bed crossbows that were not threatening for the time being, and after taking a few steps, he saw a ladder leading to the bottom.

From here, you can see the light of the fire in the room below, and the sound of people talking.

"It's really unlucky! I lost the lottery again!" a rough voice said, "Lao Tzu usually has good luck when he gambles, how can he be so bad luck when he divides the little lady? This is the third time!"

"That's because you're using all your luck for gambling money. A lazy voice said, "People's luck is limited, you usually gamble so well, when it comes to dividing women, of course luck will not work." ”

The rough voice immediately retorted: "According to what you say, you usually can't gamble, but why can't you always draw a little lady?"

"That's because, of course, my luck was already bad. The lazy voice sighed, "Your luck is ordinary, so if you are lucky, you will be bad in other aspects." And my luck is bad, so it's bad no matter what. ”

The rough voice laughed loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about! Where will your luck be bad if you do what we do? If you are unlucky, you won't know where you will die for a long time!"

"I don't think so. A voice sounded behind him.

The rough man who spoke before was startled, and just as he was about to turn around, he was fingered at the acupoint, and he didn't even hum and fell down.

Pan Long stepped out of the shadows behind him and looked coldly at the lazy young man in front of him.

This young man is quite handsome, but there is a scar on his face, which destroys his handsomeness. He seemed to be lazy, and even if an enemy came and knocked down his companions, he still sat there, leaning his back against the pillar, looking like he didn't care.

"Are you the shadow guard of the imperial court?" he asked, "although I have heard of you, I really didn't expect that there are children like you among the shadow guards." ”

Pan Long watched him carefully, paying special attention to his hands, beware of his moves or conspiracy.

The lazy young man noticed his gaze, smiled, and simply put his hands on the table: "You don't have to be so wary of me, we are peers." ”

"Peer?" Pan Long asked suspiciously.

"That's right, I'm a wind patrol under the command of the Marquis of Yizhou, codenamed 'Black Heron'. The young man smiled and said, "I won't ask about your identity and code name, and you won't tell me if you want to—I really didn't expect that the shadow guard would actually come here, isn't that old man still hiding some secrets that we don't know?"

Pan Long didn't speak, he knew that he might reveal his stuff as soon as he opened his mouth now.

Although the young man in front of him seemed very friendly at the moment, it was based on the premise that he mistakenly thought that he was the shadow guard of the imperial court. But where is Pan Long, what kind of shadow guard is? He doesn't even know what the "shadow guard" does!

Judging from the words of this young man who claimed to be a wind patrol, the "Shadow Guard" may be a secret department of the imperial court that is responsible for secret investigations. But that's all that can be speculated for the time being.

As for the "old man's secret" and the like, it is really impossible to speculate on just a few words.

Pan Long could only remain silent.

The young man sighed and said, "The official is crushing people to death, since you are here, I have no choice but to leave." I'll leave this matter to you. ”

With that, he stood up, didn't bother to pack up, and walked straight to the door.

"Do you have anything you need to explain?" Pan Long couldn't help but ask.

"No, if you want to know something, you can investigate it yourself. The young man didn't reply, "If you come to grab the credit, I'll put up with it." Don't deceive people too much!"

With that, he removed the latch, pushed open the gate of the fortress, and went out, walking into the darkness without looking back, and soon disappeared from sight.

Pan Long waited for a while before descending the mountain again and found Han Feng hiding in a dark corner.

"The door is open, go up the hill. ”

Han Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect Pan Long to be so powerful, and praised him again and again.

Especially when I entered the fortress, I was even more surprised to see the rough man who had no wounds on his body, but was just pointed at the death hole.

After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Long, how did you do it?"

"Climb up, kill him, open the door. That's it. Pan Long said lightly.

Han Feng was even more shocked and admired, but he couldn't help but ask.

This is Pan Long's secret, and it may even be his father's hole card to save his life. To be able to use it to help yourself is already very righteous, and if you ask this and that, my brother won't have to do it.

The two checked inside the fortress and found no clues, so they left Han Feng to guard the back road, and Pan Long sneaked up again to explore the way.

Although Dawu Mountain is steep, it is actually not very high. Pan Long walked for about ten minutes before walking to the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was quite flat, a small square, which could probably stand a hundred or ten people, and on either side were a number of houses, which were supposed to be inhabited by the bandits. Directly opposite, there is a two-story small building, which is probably the residence of the lord of Han Zhai and other leaders.

In general, the scale of this cottage is not large, and Pan Long estimates that there are about 100 people. With just such a few people, they can run rampant in the place, and even the government and local heroes can't deal with them, but I'm afraid that the strength of the Han village master is really strong, and it is even close to the innate realm.

Pan Long was not afraid, his strength had greatly improved compared to before he obtained the fragment of the Mountain and Sea Sutra. Although it is not enough to see the innate master, if it is only at the level of "close to the congenital", at least you can escape if you can't beat it.

In the caravan of the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce before, he had more than once sparred with Zhao Lin and Pan Ying. The two elders were both masters who were not too far away from the innate, but in a normal battle, neither of them could defeat him within a hundred moves.

And his current strength is much stronger than at the beginning. It is estimated that it is not good for Pan Ying, who is almost standing on the threshold of congenital, but against Zhao Lin, who is "close to innate" in the normal sense, it should be no problem to support five or six hundred moves.

Generally speaking, it is impossible to distinguish the winner within 300 moves, and it can be roughly considered that the strength of the two people is close, or at least at the same level. Pan Long can be on the same level as Zhao Lin, and there is nothing in the innate characters that can threaten him.

So after a little consideration, he decided to go directly to the small building in front of him, first see the reality clearly, and then decide what to do.

He slowed his pace again, even walking a little slower, and quietly approached the small building. But before he could enter, he smelled a clear smell of blood, and a woman's low cry of pain came.

The voice came from overhead.

Pan Long frowned, did not open the door, but looked left and right, chose a corner, and climbed up gently.

Ordinary nocturnal walkers don't like to walk on rooftops, because they are easy to step on the tiles and expose their tracks. But the roof of this house is not tiled, it is all wood and stone, so there is no need to worry about this.

He crept out of the window on the second floor, and looked through the crack, only to see a big man wielding a whip and slapping a woman tied to the bed. The woman was wearing nothing, and there was both blood and dirt all over her body, and it was obvious that she had suffered a lot, and there was a maid next to her, who was only wearing a small robe, trembling and scared.

After a few lashes, the big man scolded again. Listening to the content of his scolding, Pan Long knew that he had found someone.

This person is indeed the Han creditor of the Black Wolf Village, and the one who is being tortured by him is the widow Miss Sun, who had arranged for the guys to give up a guest room, which made Han Feng very excited.

Pan Long didn't rush to make a move, but first observed left and right. He noticed that there were still fires in many houses, and faintly heard foul language, and it seemed that there were not a few bandits who were busy "entertaining". And in the distance, on a corner tower, there was also a flickering fire, apparently a sentry on duty at night.

He nodded, went down the small building, and went to the corner tower again.

A moment later, the two night sentinels on the corner tower were lying on the ground, one was killed and the other had his neck broken.

Pan Long put their corpses into the dimensional bag and smiled coldly.

Without these two sentinels, the bandits are blind.

Get rid of the sentinel, and the rest will be much easier. He just needs to sneak into the small building, kill the owner of Han Zhai, and escape with Miss Sun.

Judging from Miss Sun's screaming voice, although she has suffered a lot, she is not worried about her life, and she can't even hurt her vitality. As long as you rescue her and recuperate for a while, she should be able to recover.

Because of what happened to her this time, it is estimated that she will not be able to live in her hometown - although Daxia does not engage in any chastity archway, but after all, after experiencing this kind of thing, people are terrible - maybe Han Feng can really get what he wants and return with a beauty.

As for her experience, Pan Long believes that Han Feng will not care.

Northland people never care about the "past", for them the "future" is the most important thing. What kind of experience has a woman ever had...... Men in the Central Plains may care, but men in the Northland generally don't care much about this.

What's more, as long as she is not willing to fall, it is not her fault that she has a normal marriage, or is unlucky enough to be bullied by robbers.

Pan Long thought about it, made up his mind, and quietly went down the mountain again, came to the fortress, and told Han Feng what he had seen and heard.

"Then go and save people!" Han Feng said impatiently, "She is being tortured now, and when we suddenly appear, she will probably be grateful." When the time comes, as long as I work hard, I should be very promising!"

"It's not that simple. Pan Long reminded him, "Then the master of Han Zhai will definitely not hand her over honestly, we can't kill people." ”

"Then kill him!"

"Kill him, and there will be a lot of trouble in the future. ”

"However, you may have to go back to the Northlands early. ”

"Go back, go back. Han Feng said nonchalantly, "I have been out for more than half a year, and I have brought my beautiful wife home, and it is too late for everyone to envy me!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, each drew his weapon, and walked up the mountain road.

This time, they didn't go to investigate, but to kill!