"Bang!"

"Muskets?"

The sudden sound startled Mu Yi, but he immediately realized that the loud noise was clearly the sound of a musket.

Mu Yi has never seen this thing in the rivers and lakes following the old way, and even had a hand addiction in a powerful family, and there are also many places where the Qing soldiers have set up a musket team, but most of them are like goods.

"How can anyone shoot muskets in this deep mountain forest?" Mu Yi's heart suddenly had a question.

After deciding to live, Mu Yi had already regarded the entire Funiu Mountain as his own territory, and now there are people in his own territory, and they are also dangerous people, how can Mu Yi not figure it out.

Therefore, almost without thinking, Mu Yi cautiously leaned towards the place where the sound came from.

"How? Cousin, are you convinced? This man-made thing is more powerful than our ancestors. As soon as Mu Yi approached, he heard a voice say.

"Zheng Zicong, if you have the ability, you can say these words in front of your old man." Immediately after, another voice rang out.

Just listening to the conversation between these two people, it should be a cousin relationship, and the relationship is not very close.

"Hehe, I admit that I don't have the ability, but you are sure to lose today, don't forget our bet." Zheng Zicong smiled and said proudly.

"Hmph, it's still far from dark, and it's not certain who will win and who will lose by then." Another voice sneered.

"Okay, then let's see who can hunt the yellow skins." Zheng Zicong said immediately.

Mu Yi hid in the dark and listened to the rise, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a snake coming out of the corner of his eye, which made him move instinctively.

This move inevitably made a little noise, and Mu Yi suddenly screamed in his heart.

In this barren mountain and forest, people's vigilance is very strong, and his movement will inevitably alarm Zheng Zicong and others, especially if the other party is still here to hunt, in case the other party indiscriminately shoots at him, then the fun will be great.

Therefore, Mu Yi leaned over and moved to the side, and his mouth made a groaning sound.

"Who's there?"

Sure enough, hearing Mu Yi's voice, the other party immediately asked loudly.

"There are snakes, there are snakes here." Mu Yi shouted and slowly stood up, so that the other party could see him calmly.

Sure enough, as soon as he stood up, Mu Yi was glad about his decision.

Not far away, there were not only three people, but five, two noble sons, a tomboy, and a big man who looked like a guard, and a little maid.

At this moment, one of the two noble sons held a musket, and the other opened his bow and arrow, all aimed at Mu Yi's side, and even the big man pulled out the big knife on his waist, if Mu Yi didn't make a sound just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Mu Yi come out, several people breathed a sigh of relief, but the big man with a knife walked quickly to Mu Yi's side, pointed at Mu Yi with a knife and asked.

"Xiaodao lives in Funiu Mountain, and today I have my leisure to go into the mountains to hunt some prey, and unfortunately collided with a few nobles." Mu Yi said as he pulled out the axe on his waist and threw it aside, after all, there is still a big difference between bringing a weapon and not carrying a weapon.

Hearing Mu Yi's words, and seeing Mu Yi discarding the axe, the big man nodded, and his expression relaxed.

Of course, the key is Mu Yi's sideburns, as well as age, these days, ordinary people will be beheaded if they don't shave their hair, but the Taoist priest is privileged, and the ten from ten set by the Qing Dynasty at the beginning will not have Confucianism and Taoism.

In addition, Mu Yi is at most fifteen or sixteen years old at first glance, so he is naturally less threatening.

At the signal of the sword-wielding man, Mu Yi came to several people with a calm face.

"Haha, Taoist hunting? That's the biggest joke I've heard this year. Zheng Zicong laughed, with a condescending demeanor.

Zheng Zicong is in his twenties, looking a little feminine, holding a revolver musket in his hand, wearing a foreigner's suit, with full braids, although he has been trying hard to show that he has a temperament and is different, but in Mu Yi's eyes, it looks nondescript, but he didn't show it, just said lightly, "Taoist priests are also people, and they also need to eat, Xiaodao relies on his own hands, does not steal or rob, and does not think there is anything funny."

"It's a good thing to say, rely on your own hands and support yourself, there's nothing to be ashamed of, it's much better than some people worshipping foreigners." Next to him, the young man who seemed to be incompatible with Zheng Zicong applauded loudly and specifically sang against Zheng Zicong.

"Cousin Nylon, I see that this little Taoist priest is of unknown origin, and he just hid to the side and eavesdropped on our conversation, it must be ill-intentioned, it is better to let Song Escort take him down and interrogate him well." Zheng Zicong's expression was gloomy, and a touch of murder flashed in his eyes.

In his eyes, Mu Yi is no different from the little beggar on the side of the road, just a beggar dares to refute him, and let him be ridiculed, which is tantamount to looking for death, in this barren mountains and mountains, because he likes to kill people, he doesn't take it to heart at all, if he is not worried about leaving a bad impression in front of his cousin, he wants to take action himself.

"Zheng Zicong, are you going to be here? It's just a little Taoist, even if the origin is unknown, there is nothing to worry about. Su Jinlun frowned and said, but obviously, he didn't find the murderous intent in Zheng Zicong's eyes, he just thought that Zheng Zicong wanted to teach Mu Yi a lesson.

"Since my cousin said so, let's spare him once, it's not too early now, let's hurry up." Zheng Zicong smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened.

However, Mu Yi, who has been paying attention to him, knows that with the other party's narrow-mindedness, he will never change easily because of a word from others, and Mu Yi can see the killing machine just now.

Although he has not been able to achieve conservancy these days, his mental sense is much stronger than before, especially when others target him, whether it is good or malicious, he can distinguish clearly.

When Su Jinlun saw Zheng Zicong say this, he didn't waste any more time, as he said just now, he was just a little Taoist priest like a beggar.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Su Jinlun was about to turn around, a voice came from the side, it was the tomboy who had not spoken all the time, dressed as a man.

"Little warbler, what's wrong?" Su Jinlun looked at his sister puzzled.

The tomboy ignored him, looked directly at Mu Yi and asked, "Little Taoist, do you live on Funiu Mountain?" ”

"Exactly." Mu Yi nodded.

"And you're a ghost hunter?" The tomboy asked.

"A little bit of it." Mu Yi pondered for a while and said, in fact, with his current ability, if he encounters an ordinary ghost, he can still try his best, but as long as he is a little stronger, he can't help it.

Lao Dao had taught him before, people are self-aware, to be honest, Mu Yi didn't want to meddle in this trouble, but the most important thing for him now was to survive, he originally wanted to make a living by hunting, but now it is obviously not possible, so he needs a chance.

"Whew! Cousin, don't be fooled by this little liar, look at him, like he can catch ghosts? And if there are any ghosts in the world, they are all deceitful. Zheng Zicong sneered and said.

"Little Taoist, you can think clearly, if you dare to lie to me, there will be no place for you in this Funiu Mountain." The tomboy didn't pay attention to Zheng Zicong, but stared at Mu Yi tightly and said.

This made Zheng Zicong's hatred for Mu Yi even stronger.

"Please rest assured, Xiaodao is willing to give it a try." For this opportunity, Mu Yi can be regarded as fighting.

"Okay, three days later, you come down the mountain and come to the town of Su Mansion to find me, by the way, my name is Su Yingying." After the tomboy finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Little Taoist, for the sake of Cousin Yingying's face, my son will allow you to live for three more days, and after three days, I will see how my son reveals your true face." Zheng Zicong glared at Mu Yi fiercely, dropped a cruel word and left.

Mu Yi looked at the back of the group leaving, and clasped his hands together.

Three days, Su Yingying!

(Note: Yellow skin refers to a weasel!) ）