The afternoon sun, in the crisp autumn season, is always so tiring, but a scene staged in a forest outside the south of Lujiang City is terrifying.

In less than a quarter of an hour, fifteen of the sixteen robbers had fallen to their deaths, and to the point of their death they could not understand how they had killed a child with a single knife and ended his life.

The forest was silent, save for the occasional birdsong and the gasps of three men.

The ground was littered with severed limbs and severed arms, dripping with blood, and some of the severed arms were still bleeding and twitching, but its body had long since stopped breathing.

The blood stained the clothes of the three of them, and also stained the earth, and the smell of blood made many wild beasts smell it from miles away, hiding in the shadows and ready to move.

Originally, there were still a few people who had not been taken away by death, lost their combat effectiveness and were seriously injured, lying on the ground and howling loudly, and these wounded were all ruthlessly stabbed in the neck by Wang Huan without exception.

Although the bandits were all killed, Wang Huan and Weng Li also hung up their lotteries.

Wang Huan's left arm was cut by a sharp blade, and he was bleeding out, and his body was more or less cut a few times, the white filial piety clothes were dyed red by the blood of himself and the bandits, and Weng Li also suffered some minor injuries, but they were not in the way.

The last of the bandits lay on the ground, trampled by Weng Li, and the blood-stained machete rested on his neck.

After Wang Huan asked Xiao Ling to bandage the wound with a strip of cloth, he slowly walked over with a knife and squatted beside the bandit who was still breathing, looked at him expressionlessly and asked, "A few days ago, did you rob a family that went to worship, killed the male host, and forced the female hostess to death?" ”

When the bandit heard this, his pupils dilated instantly, he did rob a family with the three masters a few days ago, and the woman also died under his knife, no wonder the old man in the carriage looked so familiar.

Before the bandits could speak, Zhong Bo jumped out of the carriage, ran over and pointed at the bandits on the ground and cried, "Young master, young master! This is the person, this is the person who killed the lady! Poor lady and woman...... but was murdered...... Woowoowoooooooo......oo

Master? The bandit looked up at the murderous young man between his eyebrows and thought: Could it be ...... This is the son of the couple? ”

"Tell me, where is your lair? Who killed my father. ”

Wang Huan slowly stood up, stood with a horizontal knife, and said lightly to the bandits on the ground, that cold tone was not a question, not an interrogation.

Cold sweat flowed down the bandit's head, this young man's skills, he saw it in his eyes, he said it or not, the result was the same, he would die under his knife, even if he was merciful and didn't kill himself, how would he explain to the big boss when he went back?

After thinking about it, he closed his eyes and had no comment.

Wang Huan was not angry, and smiled slightly and praised: "Well, yes, quite righteous." ”

With that, he raised his foot and kicked the bandit's head, and the click of a broken nose bone made everyone present shudder.

The robber's struggling body was held down by Weng Li, and Wang Huan continued: "You are not afraid of death, very good, I have many ways to make your life worse than death, you can do it yourself!" ”

The bandit raised his head, spit out a mouthful of blood and a few teeth, the bridge of his nose had been stepped on, his left eye was closed, and the only remaining eye glared at Wang Huan angrily: "Milky child, you don't want to get any news from me." ”

"Really?" After Wang Huan asked rhetorically, he stepped on the bandit's palm, and with a flick of the big knife, the bandit's index finger was cut vertically instead of being cut off.

"Ah!!h

The howl of a pig resounded through the woods.

Wang Huan continued to wave the big knife in his hand: "You don't have to say it!" You can also be angry! But I want to see it! How long can you last! Either you tell the truth! Or you just enjoy the feeling of being chopped to death with a knife! ”

Every time Wang Huan said a word, the big knife in his hand was waved once, and with the scream, every time he waved, he cut off a small section of his fingers, and when he finished speaking, the bandit's right hand was only left with the palm and thumb, this scene made several people around him instantly feel a chill on their backs.

After a few slashes, the bandit had passed out in pain, Wang Huan took out the water bladder and unscrewed it on the bandit's head, and the bandit woke up and roared: "I said! I say! The cottage is in Lianfeng Mountain, your father, your father was killed by the three masters, spare me, spare me......"

Poof.

The bandit's voice begging for mercy stopped abruptly, his head rolled off with a distorted expression, and the blade of the big knife blocked the burst of blood, splashing on the blade, staining the pitch-black fine iron knife and Wang Huan's cloth shoes red: "Thank you." ”

"Uncle Zhong, where is Lianfeng Mountain?"

Wang Huan tore off a piece of clothing, wiped the blood stains on the big knife and asked Uncle Zhong.

Zhong Bo trembled and looked at Wang Huan and replied respectfully: "Young Master, walk more than thirty miles west to reach Lianfeng Mountain." ”

Wang Huan nodded: "Everyone is tired today, Uncle Zhong, Brother Meng and Sister Ling, you can go back first, by the way, let the people from the government come to collect the corpses, leave the sweat medicine, and my master and I will go to Lianfeng Mountain." ”

Uncle Zhong looked at his young master worriedly: "But ......"

"Okay, okay, Uncle Zhong, don't worry, we will come back safe and sound, you don't have to worry when you are old." Wang Huan smiled at Uncle Zhong and comforted.

Wang Huan insisted on going to Lianfeng Mountain, but he didn't listen to the dissuasion of everyone, and everyone was helpless, so they had to leave the car for the master and apprentice according to his instructions.

The sky darkened, the blood stains in the forest had dried up, and all the officials looked at everything in front of them in amazement, and a leader-like official gasped and looked at the terrifying scene in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "This is ...... Is this really the work of the Wang kid? Such a cruel method......"

Of the sixteen corpses on the ground, none of them were complete corpses, either missing arms and legs, or they were directly beheaded, and the heavy smell of blood in the air made people can't help but gause......

Lianfeng Mountain, Weng Li went hunting, it was just a deep mountain and old forest, I don't know when it became a paradise for bandits, according to his own memory to drive the carriage, when the sky was completely dark, came to the foot of Lianfeng Mountain, found a hidden place in the woods to tie the horses and discussed countermeasures with Wang Huan.

"Huan'er, what are you going to do?"

Wang Huan took out a bag of things from his arms: "Sneak in, poison it, and ask you to enter the urn and kill the murderer." ”

Taking advantage of the night, the two found the path up the mountain, sneaked into the woods next to the path, half-hunched, and quickly went up the mountain along the winding path.

Walking to the mountainside, a simple stockade appeared in front of the two.

The cottage is built on the mountain, the dry tree poles are tied up in rows to make a fence, the messy thatch is randomly covered on the roof as tiles, and more than a dozen simple houses appear so abruptly not far from the two, and the two torches outside the gate look so dazzling and eye-catching in the dark night.

The autumn night had become cold, and when the master and apprentice approached the stockade, they found two bandits behind the torches, shivering in the cold air, rubbing their palms together to exhale heat.

"It's not winter yet, why is it so cold?"

"Bear with me, maybe wait for the second dog and the big boss to make a big deal, and when you come back, it's not good wine and meat, please enjoy it?"

"You say the big boss has a bad brain? Or is the second dog have a good life? Just a few days after he came, the big boss asked him to take fifteen people out of the village to the south of the city to plunder, and he took the rest of the brothers to the east of the city. ”

"Don't think about it, whether you can drink wine depends on whether the two dogs can have a harvest, I estimate that the big boss is a merchant who comes and goes from Luoyang Chang'an, and it's hard to say whether the big boss dares to do it, but although we stay in the village, it's good that we don't have to work hard, right?"

Under the gate, the content of the chat between the two bandits reached the ears of the master and apprentice word for word.

They didn't know that Ergouzi had been the first to be killed by an arrow, Wang Huan was secretly happy in his heart, God helped me, only two people were left to guard the village, hey...... Bandits are bandits, wine bags and rice bags!

Approaching the master's ear and muttering a few times, Weng Li understood, hunched over and slowly approached the small slope to the left of the gate, staring intently at one of the bandits.

Wang Huan picked up his bow, drew an arrow, and opened the bow, aiming at the head of another bandit with a gleam in the dark night.

Sou.

The arrow pierced the air and pierced the bandit's head, and even the torch next to him trembled slightly.

The bandit fell to the ground in response, Weng Li heard the sound of the bowstring, jumped up, and at the moment when the other bandit turned his head and watched his companion fall, he suddenly fainted in front of him, and the back of his head was slapped by Weng Li with a knife, and it is estimated that he had a concussion......

Wang Huan walked out of the forest, took out a water bladder, put a little sweat medicine in it, and poured it into the mouth of the unconscious bandit, and the master and apprentice worked together to carry the body of another robber into the woods and cover it with a branch, clean up the blood stains on the ground, and sneak into the village.

After some inspection, Wang Huan found that only the largest house had a faint candlelight, and in order to avoid startling the snakes, the two entered a simple kitchen.

There are two artificially chiseled stone jars in the kitchen filled with water, presumably this is their only source of water, Wang Huan took out the sweat medicine and poured it into the two jars without hesitation.

When Weng Li poisoned Wang Huan, he had already come to the outside of the village with a small jar of wine, unscrewed the wine pot and sprinkled a little on the unconscious bandits, and then stuffed the wine jug into his arms.

After the master and apprentice had finished poisoning and taking blame, they hid in a pile of firewood on the side of a house, waiting for their prey to enter the trap.

After about two hours, both of them were squatting and numb, and at last there were sparse shouts, laughter, and angry scolding from the bottom of the mountain.

A group of bandits, led by three people on horseback, laughed and cursed slowly towards the village.

The man at the front was the head of the cottage, riding a tall yellow and white horse, and behind him was a woman tied with rags in her mouth and hung on the horse.

The big boss was followed by more than twenty people, all smiling happily, and at the back there was a carriage, which was full of silk and satin, yellow and white, and it seemed that some merchant in the cloth business had suffered.

But the bandits were unaware of the impending danger, and some laughed and returned to the cottage with the booty.

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