When the horse team set off again, they had been delayed for at least half an hour for the golden bean, but fortunately, no one would offend his Zhao Biao's authority again, and the rest of the road became unimpeded.

It's just that the bloody gas coming from the sky made Zhao Biao notice a trace of weirdness.

He didn't expect that the well-known "Ma's Three Evils" on the rivers and lakes would also have a day of attacking the fat sheep.

He was still a little afraid of the fierceness of the three brothers of the Ma family, and the bloody atmosphere at the moment made him dare not act rashly.

The wind howled low and swept through the mountain paths, and the sweet smell of rust was blown in all directions, and there seemed to be a faint moan or two mixed with it.

Ma Biao's eyes shot a cold light, and he raised his hand suddenly, and when the horse team was neutral, three horses jumped out, tightly guarding his left and right, and the four people controlled the speed of the horses, and slowly galloped close to the intersection of the sky.

The sound of the wind grew deeper and deeper, like a bloody sun hanging diagonally on the other side of the mountain, casting a huge shadow in front of everyone's eyes.

The closer they got to the intersection, the stronger the bloody aura became, and it could almost turn people on their heels, but the four of them were all indifferent, only their eyes were full of vigilance.

About a hundred paces ahead, a cart was lying crooked in the middle of the narrow road, its wheels rolling off, and bales of cloth scattered beside it, apparently the goods it was carrying.

Two women covered in blood were lying on the ground, one of them lying on his back, his hair mixed with blood covering his face, he did not move, his exposed hands were blue-gray, and he looked angry for a long time; The other seemed to have a breath, and the moan that should have come from her was her, her back was completely soaked with blood, and judging from the shredded clothes, it seemed that she had been stabbed in the back.

And about sixty or seventy paces further on, there was another overturned carriage, still full of goods beside the car, blood dripping down from the closed doors, and even the mountain walls on both sides were splashed with blood, and the thick bloody smell came from here.

Immediately, the four of them glanced at each other, "choking" a few times, and the blade was already in hand. Subsequently, without Zhao Biao's order, the two people who walked in the forefront had already driven the horses and stepped into the sky.

As twilight approached, the light in the sky was even darker than outside, and when they stepped into it, the two black-clothed men who were playing the strikers realized that in addition to the gravel and weeds on the ground, there were also many broken branches, and judging from the broken marks above, it must have been caused by man.

It seems that the scene in front of us was not the result of a one-sided massacre, but that someone had fought here.

Immediately, the two looked at each other, and they both saw joy in each other's eyes.

According to their intelligence, most of these family members are women and children, and the three brothers of the Ma family have no opponent at all, unless they fight themselves.

It must be infighting.

It's the same as when they picked up the golden beans.

Both of them thought so in their hearts, and their greedy eyes couldn't help but scan the goods all over the ground, trying to spot a bit or two of golden or silver light.

Suddenly, a strange wind struck with a whistling sound, and the two of them were startled at the same time, each making a knife swing motion, and looked around vigilantly.

The cliffs on both sides seemed to be about to fall down, squeezing the mountain road into a long and narrow way, the west wind shook the trees and sand, the "rustling" sound was like the footsteps of people, and the hair of the female corpse on the ground was also blown up by the wind, and the long hair was almost about to sweep the horse's hooves, and even the corpse seemed to be rising against the wind, which was particularly strange to look at.

The two men held their breath almost at the same time.

However, after the whistling, there was no vision.

It wasn't the enemy attack they imagined it was at all, it was just a gust of wind.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, but the hand holding the knife tightened tighter.

"This place is really evil!" One of them let out a low curse.

Even if it is a man who licks blood with a knife, he can't help but beat a drum in his heart when he sees this situation, it is really because this ghost crying mountain is famous, and the terrain of this line of sky is strange, and people can't help but think about it.

The horses moved more and more slowly, and the two horses remained on alert, little by little they approached the woman, who was still moaning.

The woman was originally lying on her stomach, but at this time she seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves, so her body moved, and her two arms were laboriously propped up on the ground, as if she probably wanted to look up, and the loose hair also leaned back a little with the movement, and the black hair was mixed with a few strands of bright red blood, which became more and more strange.

Suddenly, another gust of wind suddenly rose, and two extremely light "clacking" sounds suddenly came from the wind.

This sound was mixed in the fierce wind, almost imperceptible, but Zhao Biao, who was guarding the intersection, keenly captured this strangeness.

"Be careful!" The shouting was like thunder on the ground, and the cliff echoed.

However, it was already too late.

"Whoosh", the sound of breaking the sky suddenly made a loud noise, where the strong wind sounded, more than ten feather arrows shot at the same time, and instantly reached the front of the second horseman, the angle was tricky and weird, and the tip of the arrow was full of coldness, which made people's hair stand upside down.

"Not good!"

"Enemy attack!"

Immediately, the two of them shouted loudly, and hurriedly waved their knives to block. However, the change came too quickly, and their previous attention was all attracted by the woman on the ground, but they couldn't avoid it, only to hear the "snatch" several times in succession, and in an instant, the two of them had already been hit by several arrows, rolled off the saddle one after another, fell to the ground and rolled and struggled, even the crotch mount was not spared. In an instant, the screams and the neighing of the horses resounded through the valley.

"It's a pity." Chen Yingyin shook his head behind the carriage and sighed very lightly.

Too few people came.

According to her estimate, there should be at least four or five pathfinders, but she didn't expect the leader to act so cautiously and send only two outposts.

It's a shame.

She used the dozen or so arrows carefully erected by the low trees on the cliff wall, calculated the angle and strength, and made the opponent reduce at least four or more people, but she didn't want the effect but made a fold, and the opponent's combat power was still very strong.

As she pondered, she leaned in slightly, peering through the gap between the roof of the car and the cloth cargo, and continued to observe the scene on the mountain road.

One of the two people who fell to the ground had stopped struggling, and there was no longer any life, and the other had three arrows inserted, but because he had not hit the vital point, he was still rolling and wailing, and the terrible cry was torn and pulled by the wind, mixed with the mournful roar of the horses, which made all the women behind Chen Ying change color.

"Poof, poof", several muffled voices sounded in succession, and the miserable howl and neighing of the horse came to an abrupt end.

Chen Ying clearly saw that the "female corpse" had jumped onto the roof of the car at some point, and a black shadow flew out of the sleeve of her shirt, and when the whip with a curved hook was withdrawn, it was dripping with blood.

"Go back." Ye Qing said, holding the whip with one hand, peeling off the scattered "hair" and throwing it on the ground, looking straight ahead with his eyes.

Zhao Biao's pupils immediately shrank.

It was only then that he saw clearly that the woman on the opposite side was not throwing "hair" at all, but a black mule tail!

It's a trap!

Fortunately, he had a little more heart and didn't follow up rashly, otherwise, the person who counted arrows in his body would have become him.