"Tron, did you have any tricks in Eddie's hands?

Tron's face was red and white, so he lifted the scarf around his neck and covered his face. "Nothing!" his muffled voice came from behind his scarf, full of emptiness. "I just think she's a girl and should let her. ”

"There's definitely something!" Feige was quite sure, "Don't worry, Eddie will definitely listen to me, I let her say, she won't fail to tell me!"

"There's really nothing to do, don't ask. Tron knocked his heel lightly on the horse's belly, and his brown stallion gradually overtook the front.

Feige smiled, still walking at his usual pace. The mare that Eddie had prepared for him was particularly tame, and she did not travel fast or slow, and she did not walk bumpy, and it was not known from whom she had bought such a good horse. Moreover, the saddle used by Feige was sent from home, and both the appearance and the internal comfort were top-notch. The clever mount and well-bodied saddle ensured that he was not offended on both the ass and thighs along the way, so ...... Why do you want to speed up stupidly now?

What's more, the goblin Peng Peng is still riding a donkey behind, and its speed can't keep up.

"Feiqi, there's a situation ahead, a carriage, and three people!"

This time they went to Fort Gujian, and Tron and Feige did not choose to go through the mountain path, but took a slight detour, first down the mountain, and then through the village and town, and from the flat trade road. This was mainly to be able to patrol the villages along the way, and the mountainous part was in charge of Giles and Mohm. So, it's not unusual to see a parked carriage on the road, it's just that the three people gathered in front of the carriage sound a little wrong.

"I said, they're not going to come out of there, let's just get this car away. A scruffy-dressed guy wrapped his head in a strip of cloth soaked in herbs tried to convince his companions: "There are bears in this cave, and they are going to die!"

"There's a bear? how do you know that?" the guy with the big sarcoma on his nose looked at the big hole on the side of the road. The cave sits at the base of a low knoll, about the size of an opening in two tanks, and the grass at the mouth of the hole has been cut down with sharp weapons, and the grass stalks that have fallen on the gravel have been run over by footprints—it is clear that several people have entered the hole.

A four-wheeled carriage was parked next to the cave, and two strong red horses were chewing on feed from their pockets on the ground. The aroma of oats and beans is so fragrant that even people feel a little greedy. A short-tailed lizard is burned with a soldering iron on the horse's buttocks, as is the same sign on the carriages and boxes in the carriages.

It was a horse-drawn carriage for transporting goods, but it was converted into an open-top touring vehicle. The carriage was covered with thick, fluffy hay with a linoleum cushion, and soft cushions and pillows were scattered on the floor. A low box served as a coffee table, and half of the unfinished red wine remained in the silver cup. Several beautifully decorated locked boxes also attracted the gaze of others who refused to be spied by, and a long sword scabbard inlaid with gems was casually thrown in the corner of the carriage, surrounded by several delicate blades, and the smell of fat powder was everywhere.

"Did you see this note? Maybe your mother is not capable of teaching you to read? It reads: Go and go back, please forgive me for the inconvenience caused. Let's wait a little longer! Asking for a bounty is better than stealing ...... It's good to get something. ”

The bandage leader became impatient, and his gaze kept passing over the beautiful little locked box, and he felt more and more that his name was written on it. "We've seen something in the wild that no one wants, and we've been waiting for almost an hour. I said, they must be dead, don't you know there's a bear in there? Didn't your mother say that?

As he spoke, he wiped the yellow liquid that seeped through the gap in the bandage, perhaps sweat, perhaps medicated oil.

"Guess how much money is in that box?"

"Shhhh Be smart, this car is ours. ”

Tron and Feige rode down the road, their keen ears hearing almost all the conversation. "What do you want to do with someone else's stuff?" Tron tugged at the reins with one hand and rested the other on the hilt of the sword.

"Monster Hunter?" The fat man in the yellow shirt among the three noticed the eagle head emblem on Tron's chest, "Dear Monster Hunter, you misunderstood. This car is not ours, it is our owner's. There are monsters in this hole. Our master went down and never came back. We were scared but didn't dare to go down and save it. If you're willing to lend a hand and go to the cave to see what's going on, we'll be happy to give you some coins. ”

"Where did we come from...... Bandage took his words down in the middle of speaking, and he looked at the locked box with some distress, as if he had already regarded it as his own.

"Get out of here before your theft happens!" Tron looked at them condescendingly, holding his head high, "The Model Leader is not a place of lawlessness, let alone a place where evil can breed. Leave, pray to the Goddess, repent of the evil thoughts that arise, and use the ......"

"Shut up, you!" the bandage head stepped on the wheels, pulled out a long sword from the carriage, and drew it with a thud. The sword was full of cold light, and there was a faint red halo on the surface, which was obviously not an ordinary weapon. "You're just mercenaries who kill wild boars and clean guano, not knights!

The words "not a knight lord" made Tron frown, and it was at this time that the three men had already held their weapons in their hands. The man in the yellow shirt was a little annoyed by the development of the situation, but he could only bite the bullet and say: "There are three of us, there are only two of you, and it doesn't look good to fight! Why don't we divide the contents of the box together, and then go our separate ways!"

"Divide their money? Why, if you want me to say, two horses with no markings on their butts are worth a lot of money!"

"I think you're right. ”

The voice came from the direction of the cave, and soon everyone saw the guy talking. It was a frivolous man with curly green hair, a black mustache on his lips, an open shirt showing thick chest hair, crooked bloomers, and a pair of pointed-toe shoes on his feet. His hands were empty, unarmed, and most of his attention was spent pulling grass leaves out of his curly hair. "Those are two good horses, and I'm willing to pay for them. If you three have the ability, go and grab it, but I'm going to deduct some rent, after all, the weapon you used is mine. ”

"Who are you?" sarcoma-nosed questions drew a look of contempt, and he figured it out himself after he said it. "Wait, we'll take care of your things, and if you pay for it, that's it!"

"Don't give. The man tugged at his beard: "You three will only have money if you snatch the horses, and I am only interested in horses." ”

The three halfway "robbers" looked at each other, leaving or holding on, and the scales were swinging. Feige watched them with interest, deducing their thoughts from the changes in the expressions of the three men.

"Grab the box, let's go!" Bandage Head not only said, but did so. The box rattled under his armpits, sounding like gold coins or gems. "Let's go east, you can hide everywhere there! If they catch up, then fight! This money is enough for everyone to live a good life for a lifetime!"

"Yes, it's worth fighting!"

The votes had reached two to one, and the three of them were unanimous. Feige has seen firsthand how the right ideas can be reversed, and reason is easily disarmed and surrendered in the face of emotion. He sighed and stopped looking at people's hearts with the power of the devil. And at this moment, he immediately noticed the green-haired man, and with a flick of his wrist, a curved blade slipped from the cuff and into his hand.

He was still smiling, cynical, and no one thought he would be a threat. His posture was still relaxed, but Feige had already sensed the explosiveness that was hiding under the ordinary. Based on the devil's sense of smell, Feige judged that it was a dangerous killer, and that the lives of the three men would be lost in just a moment.

So he dragged the crossbow from behind and shook it at the three men: "I'll just ask you a question: Which of the three of you will come up and fight first? Maybe you think that a crossbow arrow may not kill a person, but unfortunately, we kill wild boars." This special crossbow bolt has not been tried on a human, but the boar has not survived, I am sure. ”

"Shit! He's got a crossbow!" the yellow shirt spat at the ground, and his courage quickly faded. He threw the long sword in his hand back into the carriage, then raised his hands and said, "This is a complete misunderstanding, what if this incident didn't happen?"

"Yes, that's right!" sarcoma nose made the same choice and threw the weapon back. He turned his head and saw that the bandage head was still holding the box and holding the sword, and shouted, "What are you waiting for? They have crossbows, horses, and long swords! You can't run!"

"I'll let your town elders be relieved. Tron nodded: "I hope you can remember the lesson and don't do such things again." ”

"As long as I have money, I definitely won't do anything like this again. The bandage head may be crazy, maybe he is dizzy, or his intelligence is not too high: "Ha! I think of it! Don't chase after you, you don't have an advantage in the hole, whoever comes in I will kill whom!"

After saying that, he carried the sword in his arms, used his green curly-haired body as cover, and plunged headlong into the hole. Feige thinks that Green Curly will kill him with a knife in his hand so that he can get his chest back. Unexpectedly, not only did he not make a move, but he also stumbled and blocked the direction of the crossbow's aim.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you? I really don't want the box?" Feige frowned, snorted and said, "Tell me, what's in the hole?"

"It's not what is in the hole, it's who it is. Green Curly raised his right hand, raised it from his right eyebrow, drew a large circle on the top of his head, and threw it down with a bow. The blade hid again, behind a polite smile and an exaggerated expression. "My three scimitars are still inside, Anne, Beni, and Shanny. They fight quickly, undress faster, but when they wear them, they move so slowly that they are impatient. ”

Suddenly, there was a half-scream from inside the cave, followed by the pleasant sound of a woman laughing and laughing among themselves. "Master, do you think you can't do it anymore, that's why you sent another man down?"

"There are several more here, and one of them is particularly clever. Green Curly winked at Feige, then held out his hand, "It's nice to meet someone smart." I'm Jo Duo from Anriel, and inside the cave is my female companion—or yours. ”