Mu Qingshan straightened his mood and returned to the smiling fox with no flaws in his smile.

"Martial Master Lin, I want to ask you, how could you be so sure that there were bandits in the village last night?"

Mu Qingshan's smiling appearance made Lin Luoran shake for a moment, and she thought of another person with a similar temperament to him, Liu Zheng. He was taken away by a madman, and he didn't know if he could build a foundation now?

Lin Luoran lost her mind for a moment, and she smiled meaninglessly in a blink of an eye.

This smile dazzled Mu Qingshan's eyes, of course he didn't come to ask Lin Luoran why he knew that there was such a trivial matter as an ambush in the village, a martial artist with internal strength and external strength, his ear power was not something ordinary people could imagine.

What he wanted to ask was the fake village chief he had captured last night.

Lin Luoran put him on the wheel of the car and turned it all night, but this person had not yet woken up. Lin Luoran kicked him, and the fake village chief rolled on the ground a few times, and woke up with confusion.

After a while, he already knew that he was a prisoner, and when he thought of Lin Luoran's martial arts, he felt palpitations.

Lin Luoran saw his eyes rolling around, and said with a dumb smile: "Do you want to make up some nonsense to fool us, or do you plan to escape?" ”

The fake village chief made a panicked look, Lin Luoran ignored his flattering words, the car curtain was lifted, and she was boiling water to make tea.

"If I were you, not only would I not run away at this time, but I would have explained everything clearly...... I'm afraid you don't know that after the Mujia caravan left last night, hundreds of iron horsemen came out of the city, and none of your men who stayed in the village escaped alive, and all of them were burned to charcoal......"

The fake village chief was pale, staring at Lin Luoran, who was making tea in a smooth manner.

When a pot of boiling water goes down, the tea leaves swirl in the cup, the soup changes color, and the fragrance of tea overflows. Lin Luoran's face couldn't really be seen through the mist, but his voice was low but extremely clear:

"The leader is a young man with a silver mask, pointed chin and thin lips, am I mistaken?"

The fake village chief's defenses finally collapsed completely, and he fell to the ground.

They are indeed a nest of bandits, but most of the women and villagers are real husbands and wives.

For example, the "village chief's wife" is the old wife of the fake village chief who has lived for many years.

"I don't know who he is, out of the silver let us Heifeng Village do this business, even the soft tendons are provided by them, I just hear others always call him the seventh master, probably a rank, when it comes to identity, we are a mountain bandit, even the face of a noble person is not worthy of seeing, how can we know......"

The fake village chief chattered, the bandit name Zhang Dahei, was a nest of mountain bandits nearby, leading more than 200 people, not big or small, but also a force, entrusted by people to rob the Mujia caravan, but I didn't expect to take all the people into it this time.

Lin Luoran let the big black sit paralyzed on the ground, sad for a while and hateful for a while.

She drank morning tea before turning to Mu Qingshan, who was in a dilemma, and said, "Fourth Master Mu, I don't care who you are helping to transport this batch of heavy crossbows, I just want to tell you that the young man who ranks seventh dares to take the army out of the city to rob and kill, you should understand what kind of identity he is...... Your Mu family is only afraid that there will be ghosts inside, and the original driving route will not be used. ”

The smile on Mu Qingshan's face couldn't hold back, the stakes were very high, and he didn't dare to tell Lin Luoran the truth casually, Lin Luoran's last proposal was obviously beneficial.

There is no big deal in changing the route, but what he hesitates is that the route has changed, and the support arranged by the Mu family is afraid that he will not be needed.

Do you really want to put all the hardships and dangers on the shoulders of the slender and tall Lin Wushi in front of you?

Mu Qingshan swayed, and Lin Luoran threw out another bombshell:

"I hate ruthless people, and now there are a few little tails in the back of the convoy. Did I let me help you out, or did you decide you want to fight back? ”

Decided you want to fight back?

Mu Qingshan thought of the identity of the young man in the silver mask, it was not at all that their Mu family could hit a stone with an egg.

But when they chose to support the other side, they were already destined to become mortal enemies with the young man in the silver mask, and the two sides were already in a situation of death.

Even the army was mobilized, this was to put the Mu family to death.

A touch of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Mu Qingshan's mouth, the Son of Heaven is still in the prime of life, he dares to act like this, he really has to be courageous, why not learn from another noble man to go into battle to kill the enemy, and stay in the imperial capital, doesn't he just want to take advantage of the fisherman?

The status of merchants is low, and it is another thing to be a big caravan like the Mu family. Mu Qingshan traveled from south to north, and he was not a timid person, Lin Luoran's proposal made him very tempted.

couldn't kill that person and frustrate his spirit, Mu Qingshan felt that it was not a big deal.

"Is there a way to fight back without hurting too many lives? After all, those soldiers are just acting according to orders......" Mu Qingshan was a little apprehensive, he also knew that his request was too embarrassing.

Lin Luoran smiled mysteriously and nodded at her.

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After breakfast, the guards of the Mujia convoy all received a strange mission.

Suddenly, a few thin pages of paper were drawn on it, and they were asked to work in groups to search for these flowers and plants all over the mountain. Everyone wondered in their hearts, they were attacked only last night, and they should not be in a hurry to get away from this place today, how could they still pull out this useless flowers and grass?

At first, they thought it was Mu Feiyan and was willful again, but when they learned that it was Martial Master Lin's request, they all had doubts on their faces, but they no longer hesitated in action. Last night, Lin Luoran was very powerful, and his martial arts made these people who usually talk about Lin Wushi only taking money and not doing things ashamed, and at the same time, they admired it greatly.

This is an era that belongs to the strong, strength is respected, and martial arts represent the absolute right to speak.

The Mu family worked together to find flowers and plants all over the mountain, and even Mu Feichang and Zhang Dahei asked for a few pieces of drawing paper.

The former owes Lin Luoran a favor and doesn't know how to convince him, and the latter is probably supported by the resentment of being used first and then extinguished.

Lin Luoran's divine sense can almost envelop an entire hill, and she is not afraid that Zhang Dahei will run away at all, so she is relieved to hand him a few pieces of white paper depicting flowers and plants, she is relieved to reassure the car curtain and begins to close her eyes and recuperate.

Zhang Dahei was overwhelmed by her trust, and his fingers holding the paper turned white.

After an hour, the people of the Mu family came back one after another, and everyone more or less pulled out a lot of medicinal herbs in their hands, especially Mu Feiyan, who pulled the most, regardless of the dirt staining his clothes, and came back with a bag of herbs in his skirt.

Lin Luoran was secretly amused when she saw the little girl's awkward appearance, and beckoned to her.

Mu Feiyan's expression was awkward, and she was looked at by Lin Luoran's eyes again, and she held back for a long time before saying, "That, thank you last night......"

Lin Luoran was still staring at her expressionlessly, Mu Feiyan's face flushed, she thanked her, what else does this female martial artist want her?

She was about to turn around and leave, but Lin Luoran held back her heart and smiled:

"You don't want to get back the humiliation last night?"

The dignified eldest lady of the Mu family has grown up like a treasure since she was a child, and the setbacks she has suffered in this life are really handful. Being constrained by Lin Luoran on the street of the county is that her skills are not as good as others, and Mu Feiyan can figure it out, but last night she was beaten by someone and was molested by two obscene mountain bandits, Mu Feiyan didn't say anything in her mouth, and every time she thought of the obscene eyes of the two mountain bandits, she was so disgusted that she wanted to vomit - this revenge, can she still take revenge in person?

Mu Feiyan had long forgotten her previous complaint to Lin Luoran, and nodded excitedly.

Lin Luoran asked people to bring a large wooden bucket, mixed it with warm water, and asked Mu Feiyan to mash all kinds of herbs and put them in hot water according to the corresponding proportions.

Mu Feiyan held her breath, is Martial Master Lin still a pharmacist?

She looked like she was in her early twenties, how could she know so much.

Lin Luoran looked at Mu Feiyan's progress, turned his head and said to Mu Qingshan, who had been talking and stopping:

"Do you remember a steep canyon we passed on our way up the mountain?"

Mu Qingshan nodded, he already knew what Lin Luoran was going to do. It was so cramped that the cars could barely pass through, and if someone really had to ride after them, it was a must.

Is this the way to govern others?

Mu Qingshan looked at the bucket of potion that was ordered by Lin Luoran and personally concocted by his niece Mu Feiyan, it was really hard to imagine that the young Lin Luoran, in addition to his amazing martial arts, was actually a pharmacist.

However, is this girl really reliable?

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The New Year, the Chinese can best understand this festival, the update time is weird is not something that can be controlled independently, everyone forgive me, woo