Fanwai 9 Thank you for the strong man
With mountain peaks and towering trees, a team rushed along the mountain road, and when they reached a canyon in front of them, the whole team suddenly became nervous.
It was a rough place, and it had been quite uneven lately, so I had to be careful when passing through it.
"Cheer up, just cross the Grimace Cliff. The leader shouted.
It was a caravan, and the carts were full of goods to be transported.
With just one trip, they could earn hundreds of taels of silver, which they could spend comfortably for a while, but they had to face the risk of robbers.
Seeking wealth and danger is certainly worth it for those of them who have been businessmen for half their lives.
As the team got closer and closer to Grimace Cliff, the guards quietly lowered their hands to the scabbards at their waists, their palms covered in damp and sticky cold sweat.
As they approached, the team became more and more tense, and gradually stretched into a bow full of tension, as if an arrow on the string could be shot out by a wind blow.
The vegetation is lush in this season, and the breeze passes through the mouth of the canyon, bringing a variety of insect chirpings intertwined with the song, but no one appreciates it at the moment.
Finally, under such nervousness, Grimace Cliff walked smoothly, and the people in the team couldn't help but sigh, and a smile appeared on the corner of their mouths.
However, before the smile on the corners of people's lips could disperse, sharp arrows broke through the air, followed by rolling stones.
"Protect the goods, protect the goods!" The originally neat team instantly became chaotic.
The stones that fell from the sky eventually blocked the caravan's path, taking two lives and injuring several others.
Moans came and went, uneasiness permeated the caravan, and the guards who could not advance or retreat clenched their long knives, fear growing in their hearts.
Laughter rang out, and soon a dozen men appeared, standing on a pile of stones with bows and arrows in hand, looking down at the trapped beast-like procession.
There was a commotion in the procession.
"Money or death?" asked the robber leader, carrying a long knife that was dangling, with a sly smile.
The people in the group retreated in unison.
"Retreat? Where can you retreat? Lao Tzu counted to three, either the goods will be left for you to leave, or they will all be left behind by Lao Tzu!" The robber leader was very satisfied with the goods piled up on the cart, and shouted with full anger: "One, two, three-"
Every number spit out is like a talisman for the trapped person.
When the word "three" was spoken, and the caravan did not react, the robber leader waved his hand and said sharply: "Kill them all!"
With a plop, the people of the caravan knelt down one after another, and said tremblingly: "The heroes spare their lives, the heroes spare their lives, we don't want these goods, and we will honor you heroes." β
"It's pretty much the same, don't get out of here!"
The people of the caravan scurried with their heads in their hands.
The robbers jumped off the rocks and began to clean up the loot.
There was a strange sound, like a sharp and rapid whistle, and soon an arrow accompanied by the whistle went straight into the heart of the robber leader.
The leader of the robbers fell down screaming.
"Bossβ" The robbers were startled, raising their knives and looking around, "who?
Among the robbers, a man with a talented appearance suddenly changed his complexion, and his voice trembled: "Ming, honk, whistle arrow!"
As soon as these words came out, the robbers changed color.
Recently, there is a master of the dragon who has no head or tail, and he specializes in shooting and killing them, the heroes of the green forest, and never misses. No one has ever seen this master in his true face, except that his arrows are special and make a whistle-like sound when fired.
The whistle sounded again, and soon a second arrow whistled in, taking another person's life.
"Retreatβ" The robbers were in a state of confusion and retreated like a tidal wave.
The trail fell silent for a moment, and only a few corpses were left to remind people of what had just happened.
After a while, the caravan people hiding not far away quietly appeared.
After waiting for a few more moments, to make sure that the robbers had indeed run away, the men hurried back, cheering at the goods that had been left behind.
"Let's go!" After the jubilation, the leader of the caravan reminded everyone to hurry away from the place.
"Big brother, look over there. β
Under the reminder of his subordinates, the leader of the caravan looked along and saw that there was a Xuanyi man on the rock.
The man was long, wearing a hat to cover his face, and the bow in his hand shone in the sun.
"It's the one who saved us. β
The leader of the caravan thought for a while, took a few steps forward, and said deeply, "Thank you for the rescue." β
"A hundred taels of silver. β
"What?" the caravan leader suspected he had misheard, and stared blankly at the mysterious man standing on the boulder.
The man's voice sounded very young, with a kind of unworldly cleanliness, and reminded seriously: "Thank you." β
"What?" the caravan leader asked again.
He may be dreaming, maybe the group of robbers just now is not gone!
"Didn't you want to thank you?" the man reminded again, his tone already showing a little impatience.
"Yes, yes, thank you for saving me. β
"Isn't that a thank you?"
The whole team was silent.
I've never heard of someone who saved someone and took the initiative to receive a thank you gift!
The man seemed to be waiting impatiently, and raised his head and said, "Hey, you just robbed, you better come back." β
The shout was loud and echoed through the valley.
The men of the caravan almost fell to their knees.
"Many, thank you for the rescue. The leader of the caravan resisted the urge to faint and handed over a hundred taels of silver.
The man glanced at it, put away the silver, carried the bow and arrow to his shoulder, and said coldly: "Let's go." β
"Huh?"
"Get you to safety. β
This time, the people of the caravan smiled sincerely and thanked them again and again.
That's it, a hundred taels of silver should be hired as a top bodyguard.
The man's thin lips hooked, and without saying a word, he turned around and strode forward.
Most of the people in the world are strange, obviously he has saved a lot of silver for them, and he is not willing to accept a hundred taels of silver, as if he can't ask for money for doing good deeds, and it is better to put silver upside down to be reasonable.
A rented courtyard in the west of Fuping Town was cleaned up neatly, and a young woman in a thorn hairpin cloth skirt sat under a begonia tree in the courtyard embroidering flowers.
A woman in her thirties and forties hung her washed clothes on the clothesline, turned her head and smiled: "Lady, let's rest, otherwise I should be distressed when Lang Jun comes back and sees it." β
As he spoke, the courtyard door creaked open, and a handsome man walked in with a hat in his hand.
The woman knew the rules, saluted the man and hurriedly left, and after walking out of the courtyard gate, she was still sighing: A woman is blessed to be born well, the Long family is obviously not much better than ordinary people, but the man treats his daughter-in-law as a pain in the eyeballs, but all the rough work is done.
Oh, in the next life, she will also be reincarnated as a beautiful little lady.
"I'm back. Under the begonia tree, Zhenzhen raised his head and smiled at the dragon shadow walking by.
Long Ying took out the silver from his bosom and handed it to Zhenzhen: "One hundred taels." β
Really busy taking it, counting it quickly.
"It's a good one. β
Long Ying obediently squatted beside Zhenzhen, and couldn't help but show a mouthful of white teeth when she praised her: "Well, I've saved enough money, I can take you to the north to play." β
When Zhenzhen heard this, he couldn't help but stroke his palm: "Let's go to the north, we have walked through many places in the past few years, but we haven't seen the scenery in the north." β
The next day, when the maid woman came to the courtyard again, she found that the house was empty, and only a piece of broken silver had been placed in the place where the key was usually hidden.
On the official road in the suburbs, a young man walked unhurriedly with a donkey, and a woman wearing a hat sat on the donkey.
"Dragon Shadow. Zhenzhen, who was sitting on the back of the donkey, shouted.
"Huh?"
"What's up to the north, you say?"
Long Ying thought about it carefully: "There is a big worm, when the time comes, I will beat the big worm and make you a tiger skin skirt, okay?"
Zhenzhen lifted the white veil in front of him and glanced at him: "Stupid, I don't want to wear a tiger skin skirt!"
"Okay, okay, whatever you want to wear, I'll go hunting, how about the snow fox?"
"Okay. β
The morning sun had just risen, and the young couple bathed in the soft orange sunshine and drifted away on the official road.