Li Mao was interested in Broken Peak Fort because of Xu Wusi, according to Xu Wusi, there is a craftsman with excellent craftsmanship in the fort, and the imitation antiques can almost be fake, even connoisseurs who have been in the industry for decades are easy to see.

Li Mao is not interested in antiques, but he is interested in the hidden place of such a master craftsman, since the antiques he imitates can be fake, the money is at his fingertips, what reason does he have to avoid the outside world, and live in seclusion in such an ancient castle and ghost town.

Broken Peak Fort is located on the peak of a strange horse in the branch of Yinshan Mountain, the west and south sides are reckless and green, and the primeval forest can not be seen at a glance, and the east and north sides are sparse forests and grassland areas.

In this large green expanse of boundless forests and grasslands, the top of this mountain is a large area of bare, if people can fly high in the sky like a bird, and look down, they will definitely mistake it for a pile of gravel piled up on a green carpet.

Although there was a map to guide him, Li Mao still had a lot of effort to find the location of Shattered Peak Fort.

Built halfway up the gravel peak, the fort was at its peak and at its peak housed 500 soldiers who controlled three major river valleys within a radius of 100 miles. The Broken Peak Fort was already in ruins, and in the sunset it looked like a piece of gangue thrown into a white mess.

When they were still ten miles away from the Gravel Peak, Li Mao and the three of them were surrounded by a group of cavalry, this group of people was hidden in the sparse forest, condescending, and suddenly attacked, Li Mao had no time to respond to emergencies at all.

"Don't let go of the arrows, don't let go of the arrows, we are Yu Shenghe's buddies, under the command of the shopkeeper Xu. Good. Li Mao raised his hands and loudly identified himself, "We are here to buy goods, and there is a handwritten letter from the shopkeeper Xu." ”

Having said that, the cavalry who deceived the side still viciously ripped the three from their horses, forced them to kneel, and put their hands on the back of their heads.

The colors and shapes of the clothes of this cavalry were very chaotic, and the cavalry armor they wore included the Mingguang armor of the Tang Army, as well as the leather and iron mixed armor of the Tibetans, the silk cloth and leather iron armor of the Uighurs, and some unknown messy armor.

The only thing they were able to maintain was that they all wore painted wooden ghost masks.

A young man with quick hands and feet jumped off the horse, strode in front of Li Mao, quickly collected his weapon, pulled out the iron knife and looked at it, and threw it to his entourage, and saw that Li Mao had a short knife pinned to his waist, he also searched it, opened it and looked at it, and inserted it on his belt when he felt that he was still satisfied.

At this time, the outpost came back and reported that no suspicious people had been found in the vicinity, and the young man who had taken Li Mao's dagger whistled - the danger was lifted, and he changed from a state of imminent battle to a state of alert.

Li Mao and the others were allowed to stand up, but the confiscated weapons were not returned, and not only that, but a knight also took out a hemp rope from his backpack. Li Mao laughed, took out Xu Wusi's letter, and dedicated his hands to the cavalry squad leader—the young man who was still wearing a ghost mask—and it was obvious that he was the leader of this cavalry squad.

The squad leader is tall, with a slender waist and plump hips, and Li Mao suspects that she is a woman.

"Xu Wusi asked you to come?"

As soon as the team leader opened his mouth, her identity was revealed, and it was indeed a woman.

"It's Boss Xu."

Li Mao said with a smile, he was very satisfied with his vision of knowing people.

"Arrest them."

After the squad leader dropped a sentence lightly, he turned over and left.

A hemp rope gathered Li Mao, Qin Mo, and Zhang Qi into a string.

"I'll just say that Xu Wusi didn't have any good intentions, it's good now, he threw himself into the net, if he digs a pit and buries us, it will be more wrongful."

"There is no injustice or hatred."

"How wronged, for a woman."

"Woman? Where did the woman come from, what did she come from? ”

"Just the one riding in front of you, look at it yourself."

"Nonsense, I'm blindfolded, what do you think?"

After fighting all the way, the people had already arrived at the foot of the gravel peak, and there was a burst of children's barking in Li Mao's ears, and there were several dogs barking, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. Li Mao was listening interestingly, but was dragged off the saddle by a strong hand, and when he landed, Li Mao deliberately stumbled, and he heard a disdainful snort.

It was sent by the female squad leader.

After walking up the six hundred and thirty-two steps, the two people holding him let go of their hands, and there was a platform at the foothold, judging by the strength of the light, there should be a cliff wall directly opposite them.

The black cloth on his eyes was torn off, and in front of Li Mao was indeed a cliff, and a gatehouse was built on the cliff, and there was a black hole in it, which should be a cave.

Li Mao blinked vigorously, the first thing he saw was the female squad leader, she had taken off her mask, it was a clean, healthy, and sunny face, he smiled at her, but in exchange for a disgusted glare.

On the front of Li Mao are three gray-haired old men, dressed in green cloth and straight jackets, carrying rattan canes, and animal bones are hairpins.

Li Mao's hands were still tied, so he could only bow as a salute, and the three old men raised their hands to return the salute and asked, "What do you want when the guests come from afar?" Li Mao said: "Those who come are guests, how is it the way to treat guests by tying their hands and talking?" ”

"Recently, there have been bandits infiltrating the cottages, so we have to be careful."

"Even if it's a bandit, it's only three people, and there is a squad leader, why worry about the boss?"

The female squad leader glared at Li Mao in disgust again, if it weren't for the presence of the three old men, she would definitely prepare a little bitterness for Li Mao.

"Let go."

"Let them go, sister, your boss has spoken."

Qin Mo admired the female squad leader's cute expression, and deliberately quipped.

The female squad leader glanced at Qin Mo charmingly, and actually went over to untie the rope for him in person, but Qin Mo was chilled, and he had an ominous premonition. The premonition was quickly confirmed that it was not superfluous, the female squad leader grabbed his wrist, his hand was as strong as two iron tongs, Qin Mo couldn't help but moan, the female squad leader put her mouth in his ear, and gently reminded: "Don't call it pain if you have a kind." ”

Then she lifted his arm violently, and although Qin Mo's face was covered with sweat in pain, he really didn't scream - the pain came so violently that he didn't even have time to scream in pain.

Li Mao rubbed his wrist and glanced at the female squad leader, in exchange for a provocative sneer.

With his hand, Li Mao saluted the three old men again, and his intuition told him that these three people were the masters of the cottage, and the three of them solemnly returned the salute, and the experience of the three also told them that the young man in front of him was very big and had to be dealt with carefully.

Li Mao informed his name and official position, as well as the purpose of his visit, the three old men looked at each other, and the three of them did not expect Li Mao to be so honest.

The three of them hurriedly let Li Mao and his entourage sit in the main hall, which was renovated from a natural cave on the cliff wall, warm in winter and cool in summer, simple and elegant.

The three old men are all elders here, claiming to be Song Yi, Jin Er, Yuan San, and Yuan San also serve as the castle master of Shattered Peak Fort. (Dissertation College)