PS: This chapter is for the end of the world 1975 big quasi-million reward plus more :)

Zhaoyuan to the east, full of reckless mountains, has always been a comfortable nest for loud horses and strong beams.

Most of the mountain people in the mountains are also people and bandits - when the officers and soldiers come, they pick up the hoes and obey the people; When there is a famine, carrying a firewood knife is a strong man.

The officials and armies of various dynasties and generations have been suppressed many times, but they have never been able to solve this problem. Therefore, the vast majority of pedestrians who come and go to Dengzhou will choose the avenue near the sea, and they will not set foot in this mountain trail when they are leisurely.

Of course, there are some special pedestrians, but they have to drill on the sheep intestine trail with high mountains and dense forests, for example, on the mountain trail in the northeast of Luoshan at this moment, there are four people walking cautiously.

The leader was a bearded man, and under his thick black eyebrows, a pair of eyes swept around like an eagle; The half-new cotton jacket can't hide his muscular mass, and the medicine basket around his waist and the burden on his back indicate that he is a medicine picker, but if you look closely, you can vaguely feel his deeply hidden fierce aura and murderous aura!

Compared with the beard, the three young men behind him, who were also dressed in medicine, were more shallower, and the bulging pockets around his waist made people know that he was carrying a sharp blade at a glance, and the handle of one of them had a waist knife bulging.

That's right, they are indeed not medicine pickers, but they don't collect at night when they survey the terrain!

The bearded man at the head is Zhao Hai, this old man did not accept the order of the son, and probed the details of the squatting tiger, which made him very excited - finally he was able to return to his old profession and show his skills.

Not only that, but Childe also asked him to pick three people as apprentices from the escort team that had already returned from Xiaozhu Island.

After a lifetime of not collecting at night, Lao Zhao is of course proud of his ability, and he hopes that someone will inherit it, so when Gongzi asked him to pick someone to lead the apprentice. Lao Zhao was so happy that he turned around and around among the more than 100 people who stood neatly, and finally picked out three lucky ones.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are lucky, but no matter what else it is, first of all, the salary has more than doubled - three taels of silver a month!

Moreover, Childe said that in the future, the food, clothing, and even weapons that will not be collected at night will be the first part - this is not the first time that everyone will be equipped with a small crossbow. A weapon for melee combat within ten steps; I heard that the four-handed crossbow cost the boy fifty taels of silver, which made the eyes of the other people in the escort green with envy.

The three young men came out to know that the money was not so easy to earn - the first time they hit the sharp, everyone was beaten by the master, and while beating them, they counted the subtle mistakes of each person along the way, from walking in the wrong posture to not talking like a medicine picker, and every mistake was a stick.

Thanks to this month's rigorous training, Zhao Hai was very satisfied with the good obedience and discipline shown by the three raw melon eggs, and when it came to the third shot, he basically couldn't hear too much crackling meat.

From Dengzhou to Luoshan. About 100 miles of road, they walked for a day, last night at the foot of Luoshan Mountain overnight, this morning touched the mountain.

Along the way, the experienced Zhao Haizao had already touched the bottom of the squatting tiger: the squatting tiger, the defender of Shenyang in Liaodong, followed Li Rusong to fight in the battle of North Korea in the past; After the fall of Liaodong, he was exiled to Denglai; Six years ago, I pulled up the pole and fell into the grass. In Luoshan, there was no capital to trade, and now the cottage is standing in the eagle's beak of Tibetan Horse Stream.

Their goal today is to find out the terrain around this Tibetan horse stream. and the path to the upper eagle's beak.

At about four o'clock in the morning, when the sun was about to come to the top, the night team finally came to the Tibetan horse stream, standing on the top of the mountain on the north side, Zhao Hai, who was sweating profusely, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and finally arrived.

Follow the guidance of the mountain people you meet on the road. Zhao Hai knew that the eagle's beak was on the mountainside to the south; The probe looked at the shallow stream at the bottom of the Tibetan horse stream, and estimated the height without collecting it at night, about seventy or eighty zhang.

After looking around to make sure that there was no one. Zhao Hai took out the clairvoyant mirror and carefully looked at the cottage on the opposite mountain.

The more I looked at him, the tighter his brow became—the terrain was so treacherous!

After looking at it for a long time, Zhao Hai put away the clairvoyant mirror, took out white linen paper and charcoal strips, drew a rough topographic map, and began to descend the mountain with his three apprentices - he was going to touch the opposite side to see if there was a road behind the eagle's beak.

When they were about to reach the bottom of the stream, Zhao Hai stopped and stared ahead—a Taoist priest was walking towards them, and the medicine basket full of herbs on his back showed that Zhao Hai and their group of Li ghosts had met Li Kui!

The Taoist priest was about forty years old, he didn't wear a Taoist crown, his bare head was loosely tied in a bun, and the Taoist robe on his body was tattered and filthy, so dirty that he couldn't see the Taiji diagram on his chest clearly; The Taoist priest's face was also full of sweat, and a messy beard was wet with sweat and looked wet; His face was dark, and his eyebrows were as if they were dotted with a pen, all gathered at the eyebrows, and the tails of his eyebrows were so sparse that they were almost invisible.

What impressed Zhao Hai was that compared with his sloppy appearance, his eyes were exceptionally clean, like the stream at the bottom of the stream, so clear that he could see to the end at a glance.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable," the Taoist priest was slightly stunned when he looked up and saw Zhao Hai and the four of them, and then said from a distance, "How many good people are also medicine pickers?" ”

"The Taoist is polite," Zhao Hai was up and down in his heart, for fear that he would see through Xingzang, so he had to learn from him at this moment, "We are the medicine children of Dengzhou Jishitang, and we have collected medicine all the way to here, there are many nuisances, don't blame the Taoist chief...... Don't dare to move and ask the Changxian? ”

"Don't dare to be called an immortal," the Taoist priest replied with a smile, but he didn't stop at his feet, and walked straight towards the four of them, "A certain Nailuo Mountain Spirit Xuzi is also...... Jishitang? Well, I heard that your family's march was quite effective, but I didn't see it. ”

Zhao Hai saw that he was neither hostile nor guarded, so he let go of a lot in his heart, and walked towards him slowly, and said perfunctorily, "Lingxu Dao has a good reputation, and it is the soldiers at the head of each battalion who love him, so that we have the reputation of Jishitang." ”

Lingxuzi's smile decreased slightly, and he said in surprise, "In this way, it is actually difficult for your family to live up to the reputation of your army?" ”

Zhao Hai was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that he was just a modest word on behalf of Ji Shitang, how could he be so serious?

"That's not it, if this march is scattered and ineffective, how can it be in the army for more than a hundred years?" He thought that Jishitang was a century-old shop, so he was afraid that this march would have a history of a hundred years.

The Lingxuzi smiled for a moment, his eyes swept towards Zhao Hai and the medicine basket on their waists, and Teng Teng took two steps back, "The Jishitang march is only famous in recent years, how can it be said that it has been a hundred years?" …… You are not a medicine child, who is it? What is pretending to be a medicine collector? ”

"Do it!"

Zhao Hai felt bad when he stepped back, and before he could finish his words, he had already taken out the crossbow from his bag, pulled the string and the arrow in one go, and shot it towards the Lingxuzi two zhang away after a loud shout.

"Hum~~"

In the blink of an eye, the Lingxuzi had long since disappeared, and only the crossbow arrow that had been deeply inserted into the trunk of the tree was still trembling slightly. (To be continued.) )