It was another night of snowstorms, and the mountains were covered with heavy snow, and the mountains were raised a few points. But finally the clouds are open and the sky is clear, the sky is cloudless, and the sun is shining.

The group walked out of the ruined temple, and when they entered the snow, there was a golden light on the snow, and they had to squint their eyes to see.

"Damn, this ghost weather is finally clear, and if it goes down, I'll bury Lao Tzu. "The man has a rough personality and doesn't pay attention to what he says.

"The hero doesn't know anything, Ruixue is a mega year, and next year will be a bumper harvest. The white-haired old man laughed.

"Show you that you know, tell you, follow me, you better be honest, don't be sneering in front of me, otherwise there will be no good fruit to eat." The bandit leader said.

The white-haired old man lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his performance was very submissive.

The bandit leader laughed, his body and mind were happy, "You are very sensible, very good, don't worry, I will take care of your son." ”

At dawn, the bandits woke up and ate the dry food in Zu Zhenlin's package, and everyone made a noise and woke up the three of them. The bandit leader is simple-minded, has no scheming, likes to show off, and when he saw Zhenlin and the three of them wake up, he bragged to them about his deeds, coupled with the temptation of the white-haired old man and the emperor beggar, he figured out the details of these people.

These seven people came from the firmament mountain a hundred miles away, occupying the mountain as the king, gathering the crowd as bandits, roaring back and forth, robbing homes and houses, and being happy, but as the power became bigger and bigger, the reputation became widespread, and eventually became a hidden danger, attracting the attention of the government, and sending troops to surround the mountain and suppress the bandits. After all, the bandits are a rabble, especially these bandits, they are not cultivators, not even grandmaster warriors, their fists and feet are sparse, and in the end, the mountain bandits who are known as more than 100 people only escaped these seven fish that slipped through the net, maybe they robbed something that should not be robbed, Miss Guanfu, Merchants and the like, even if they become lost dogs, the government does not intend to let them go, draw pictures and graphics, issue wanted warrants, and offer heavy rewards, there must be brave men under the so-called heavy rewards, seven people have been reported several times, and they were almost caught, it may be really like the bandit leader himself said that he is blessed, and he can get away every time. However, a few people are hiding in Tibet, and their lives are becoming more and more poor and shabby, and there is no hope. The seven people heard that the good fate villa had to respond, and a total decided to go to the villa to avoid the limelight temporarily.

The leader of the bandit is called Ma Fucai, born in a fairly solid family, it is not a problem to eat and dress warmly, and occasionally you can go out to the restaurant and enjoy it. His father gave him the name, meaning that Fu Lu will enjoy forever, only to learn eight fights, but unfortunately he grew up, did not learn no skills, all day long, brave and ruthless, do not like poetry and books, but good to practice martial arts, after the death of his parents, the family is in the middle of the road, unwilling to be a disciple to be called, can not live, go up the mountain for bandits.

Ma Fucai swaggered in front, Zu Zhenlin and the three followed, walked for an hour and a half, a village appeared at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of households, the houses were scattered, the road was smooth and clean, and there was no snow. It's almost noon, and the smoke is curling, and the aroma of the food comes through the cracks, and the fragrance is fragrant.

It is on the top of this hill that Zen Rim Lodge passes through the village and a road leads directly to the lodge.

Almost noon, the sun is warm, the villagers get together, bask in the sun, they are not particular, hands in the sleeves, squatting to the corner of the sunny wall, start chatting, the sun shines on the body, warm, no place is uncomfortable.

Zu Zhenlin and the others entered the village, and when the villagers saw them, they were full of smiles and nodded in greeting.

Ma Fucai walked in front, I don't know why, he doesn't care, he also gestures to others, and shows off to his subordinates.

Zhenlin looked funny, The white-haired old man waved his hand to the villagers who wanted to talk to him from the moment he entered the village, and it was really tacit, everyone stopped talking to him, it couldn't be that this old man had played a lot of tricks, right?

After passing through the village, the mountain climb began, and the road up the mountain was actually cleaned, and there were a few servants with brooms on the mountain road, probably just finished.

On the top of the mountain, the manor is located, covering an extremely wide area, with red walls and green tiles, which is indeed gorgeous.

The gate of the villa is open, and there is a stone lion standing in front of the door, with one foot stepping on the ball and one stepping on the lion.

The two servants looked lazy, sunbathing, and when they saw a group of people appearing in front of them, they immediately stood up straight and smiled, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

Ma Fucai came to this gorgeous manor, he was a little nervous in his heart, his expression became solemn, and he said respectfully: "Two little brothers, we are here to go to Shanyuan Villa, can you give us a report." ”

The two young guys glanced at each other, one guy turned to go in, and the other guy smiled: "Everyone, please wait, we need to inform the steward, come first to drink tea and rest." ”

The servant led everyone into the concierge next to it, which was simple and simple, with several benches, a square table, and a brazier, which was filled with charcoal, and the flames were blazing, making the room as warm as spring. After going out for a while, the little guy came back with a teapot and a bowl of tea, and poured a bowl of hot tea for each person, which is not a good tea, but it is better than the high temperature to warm up and drive away the cold.

When the little guy was done, he stood aside with his hands down.

Seeing the cultivation of family education from the subtleties, Ma Fucai and several people hid and ran around all day long in order to escape for their lives, their clothes were torn, covered with dust, and they were embarrassed and shabby. Not to mention the emperor beggar, if he doesn't show his realm strength, everyone thinks that he is a beggar who wants food. Zhenlin was fine, wearing brocade clothes, but he was traveling in the barren mountains and wilderness, and the hem of his clothes was also stained with mud. When the little guy of Shanyuan Villa saw a few people in Zhenlin, he did not despise it, and there was a situation where the dog looked down on people, but he treated him respectfully, which is enough to show that the owner of the villa is well-trained, and the rumors of abandoning evil and following good should be true.

Zu Zhenlin looked at the white-haired old man sitting on the bench, drinking tea leisurely, and wondered in his heart, didn't he say that he was the steward of the villa? Originally, in the village at the foot of the mountain, Zhenlin looked at the villagers and signaled to him, so he believed it, but when he arrived at the villa, why didn't the little guys know him? But I don't care, Zhenlin is most interested in watching a few mountain bandits make a fool of themselves, last night, after they fell asleep, the white-haired old man ran his aura, his body was sensitive and elegant, light as a feather, without a sound, quietly took back his money and jewelry, and disappeared in a flash in his hand, it should have been put into the storage ring, and then replaced with stone. A few of them were completely unaware of it, and they were still complacent, and they had a letter of resignation, and they could keep some of it for later use.

Soon a middle-aged man in his forties came out of the villa, followed the little maid, and came to the gatehouse, with a kind expression, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone." Our owner is busy with something, if there is anything, just tell me. ”

The middle-aged steward turned his head and saw the white-haired old man sitting in the corner, his face changed, but he quickly covered it up, and coughed, "I see a few heroic and heroic, they are for the true heroic husband, not for me to receive, or come with me and go to see our owner." ”

Ma Fucai originally heard that the owner of the village did not see him, and just sent a small steward to send him away, and he was unhappy, but the steward changed sharply and praised him, which made him flutter and full of joy.

Everyone followed the steward to the hospitality hall, the hall is a single eaves rest on the top of the mountain, also known as the Nine Ridges Palace, the roof is steep and steep, the four corners are light and uplifted, exquisite and light, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The steward told them to wait at the door for a while, and he went in first to tell the owner, whispered, and then led them in, and there was nothing in the hall to keep warm, but it was steaming. The seats in the hall are made of golden silk nanmu and are very valuable.

The owner of the village has been waiting in the hall, and it looks like he is still standing, with a national face, a pair of big eyes, blazing, seeing everyone, he hugged his fists, "I don't know what everyone is looking for Liao?"

Ma Fucai took the package in his hand, walked out, hugged his fists and returned the salute, "I have heard the chivalrous name of the owner of the village, and I will respond to my requests." Now a few of us are desperate, hoping that the owner can take us in, and we will be rewarded, which is a small meeting gift, not a tribute. ”

Ma Fucai still knows how to advance and retreat, change his rough and arrogant style, be humble and submissive, and use words, he may use up all the ink in his belly.

The owner of Liao Zhuang took the package, checked it, and started heavily.

Ma Fucai was nervous and stared.

The owner of Liao Zhuang opened the package, and there was no brilliance blooming, and it was full of gray stones. Ma Fucai saw the stone, his eyes widened, and he was surprised.

"May I ask if Your Excellency is teasing me?" said Liao Zhuang's tone coldly.

Ma Fucai looked flustered, even if he was confident, he knew that he couldn't afford to offend others, he just occupied a mountain, and he was bulldozed by the government overnight. People are resounding all over the country, and no one can shake their status, but they don't rely on benevolence and morality alone, but they have a feared identity, that is, cultivators, not a few martial artists can match, but people are one person and thousands of armies.

Ma Fucai hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't get me wrong, there are really a hundred taels of silver and gold in it, but I don't know why it turned into stones." Even if I have a hundred guts, I won't dare to deceive the owner, please believe me. ”

The owner of Liao Zhuang exerted force on his hand, and the stones turned into powder, "I only saw the stones, not the silver and gold you said, how can you make me believe you?"

Ma Fucai and the others heard the cold and hard words of the owner, and then saw him crush the stone directly, they were terrified and afraid, they were really afraid that he would be angry and pinch the brothers as stones.

"The owner of the village is angry, I still have something to offer you, this is a rare jewel, I originally wanted to wait until the big day of the villa, and then take it out, so that the owner of the village is happy. ”

Ma Fucai said while groping in his arms, but he didn't find it for a long time, and he panicked even more, and asked his subordinates: "Have you taken that bead?"

The hands looked at each other, "Big brother, didn't you put away that bead?" ”

Ma Fucai's brain teaser turned, and he glared at the three of Zhenlin angrily, and was about to speak.

The owner of Liao Zhuang opened his mouth and said, "You're playing tricks on me again, right?"

"Don't get me wrong, I really have treasures and money to offer. Owner, listen to me, yesterday a few of us and these three people spent the night in a ruined temple, they must have stolen our things, the owner of the village doesn't believe it, let me search them, it will be clear. ”

Unexpectedly, Ma Fu was about to beat him up and frame what he had snatched for being stolen.

Lord Liao waved his hand, "I don't care about what happens between you, I only know that you trick me with stones, come and lock them up." ”

With the order of the owner of Liao Zhuang, more than 20 people broke in from outside the door, and Ma Fucai picked up the big knife, but looking at the owner and Zhuang Ding, he threw away the weapon helplessly, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and was caught by Zhuang Ding.

Ma Fucai and a few people shouted: "The owner of the village, you really wronged us, they stole it, I don't believe you let people search." ”

There was a burst of laughter in the hall.