The night was dark, and on the remote and desolate white chestnut plains, it was almost impossible to see the five fingers.

Yang Mazi was lying in the dilapidated cave, holding a cowhide wine bag in his hand, just a few pieces of beef jerky, and drinking soju without a sip to ward off the cold, looking a little irritable.

"Damn, I knew that this errand was so boring, Lao Tzu shouldn't have volunteered, those damn thieves are really harmful...... Yang Mazi cursed in a low voice.

At this moment, Yang Mazi was very depressed, very depressed.

Seven days ago, in order to prevent the night attack of the Black Tiger Village, Yang Jiazhuang was able to give early warning, so Yang Zheng said that he would select two strong men with strong bodies and sensitive ears and eyes to lurk in the area of Bailiyuan and secretly spy on the movements in the area of Songfeng Valley.

Because Songfeng Valley is the main entrance and exit of the Lianyun Mountain Range in this vicinity, if the Black Tiger Village really wants to attack Yangjiazhuang, then the number of people and horses will definitely not be small, and they will definitely not take the path, and they will definitely choose to come out of the Songfeng Valley that is relatively close.

In addition, outside the Songfeng Valley, there is a flat and open white chestnut plain, as long as the people and horses of the Black Tiger Village appear at the mouth of the Songfeng Valley, then the eyeliner lurking here will be discovered as soon as possible, and then send a message back to Yangjiazhuang, so that the people in the Zhuangzi can prepare for defense and battle in advance.

I have to say that Yang Zheng's consideration is still very thoughtful, but he just suffers Yang Mazi's two eyeliners.

Originally, with Yang Mazi's character of liking to join in the fun, he would definitely not choose to do such a boring errand, because the owner said that there would be a heavy reward afterwards, so Yang Mazi and another family named Chen Qiang volunteered to stand up.

Thinking about it now, Yang Mazi regrets his decision a little.

At this moment, the ruined kiln where he is hiding is located under a small dirt slope on the left side of the white chestnut plain, and the location is very hidden.

Many years ago, after the bandits were not so bad, people often came here to cut trees and burn charcoal, but now no one burns charcoal, and this cave is completely deserted.

The surrounding area of the broken kiln is overgrown with weeds and unknown thorns and miscellaneous trees, almost the entire cave is tightly covered, let alone at night, even during the day, if you don't come to it, you can't find this hidden cave.

The space in the cave is not large, but it is not small, seven or eight square meters are still available, although people must stand in it with their heads down, but spread a thick sheepskin coat, but can deal with it for a few days.

In the past seven days, Yang Mazi and the strong man named Chen Qiang have changed shifts every three days, taking turns to lurk here.

Originally, according to Yang Zheng's original plan, he was going to let the two of them change every day, but considering that there were mountain bandits nearby, they would frequently haunt here at that time, and they would be afraid that the thieves' ears and eyes would notice, and it would not be good to be vigilant.

Every three days, Yang Mazi and Chen Qiang took dry food and wine, quietly walked the river, detoured to hand over here, and turned back and forth several times, but the thieves in the Black Tiger Village did not appear for a long time, which made the two people who were waiting for it again, and the mood was inevitably a little anxious.

Although the owner of the village said that there would be a heavy reward afterwards, but every day alone in such a ghost place where chickens don't lay eggs and birds don't poop, a normal person will be bored, not to mention that there is not even a ghost here, and I can't find anyone to talk to when I'm bored.

Recently, the temperature has plummeted, and it was okay during the day, but at night, Yang Mazi was a little cold and couldn't stand it, so he had to rely on drinking soju to warm up.

At night, he didn't dare to sleep at all, and he couldn't sleep well, because the owner of the village had specially explained before that he could rest during the day, but at night, he had to keep a mental vigil, because the thieves of the Black Tiger Village were likely to choose to attack Yangjiazhuang at night.

Yang Mazi poured a few sips of soju in a row, and after feeling that his body was gradually getting hot, he slowly put down the wine bag, leaned against the wall and sighed.

"Hey...... It's really a sin, or my kennel at home is comfortable. ”

"Damn, after I go back this time, I will definitely ask the owner to resign, let him change someone over, and I won't do anything to reward him."

"Dog|Chen Qiang, who is also a fucking livestock, where is it convenient, I have to shit and pee at the door of the cave, it stinks, I really want my own life......"

After talking to himself for a long time, Yang Mazi urinated and attacked, so he drilled out of the cave, ready to find a convenient place, but unexpectedly stepped on a piece of feces left by Chen Qiang the day before yesterday, and his feet were full of thick and foul smell, which was called a disgusting, and he almost wanted to run back to Zhuang to poke the guy's eyes.

"Ah...... Your mother, Chen Qiang, who killed a thousand knives, wait for you to come over the day after tomorrow and see if ......Lao Tzu doesn't fool you" Yang Mazi was so crazy that he rubbed his left foot full of feces in the grass, and his mouth was full of swear words, scolding all the eighteen generations of Chen Qiang's ancestors.

At this moment, not far away in the Songfeng Valley, there was a sudden sound of wild birds screaming, followed by the sound of wings vibrating in the woods on both sides of the valley.

"Night birds?"

Yang Mazi's heart moved, hurriedly got out of the grass, found a flat and tidy place, lay down and listened, in the entire Yangjiazhuang, Yang Mazi's hearing is the most sensitive, otherwise Yang Zheng would not choose him to lurk here.

After listening for a while, Yang Mazi felt that something was wrong.

Because, he faintly heard that in the direction of Pine Wind Valley, there were a large number of footsteps running, mixed with some horses' hooves, and what surprised him even more was that he faintly heard the sound of some metal colliding.

This kind of sound is very familiar to Yang Mazi, which is a unique movement that can only be made when running quickly with a weapon on his back.

As the voice became clearer and closer, Yang Mazi affirmed his judgment more and more.

"It's not good, the thieves are going to attack Yangjiazhuang at night!"

Thinking of this, Yang Mazi's face changed, and he hurriedly and carefully retreated into the cave, and then quietly nested in the cave, not moving.

After the thief's brigade gradually disappeared, he quietly took out the carrier pigeon that had been prepared from the bamboo basket and let it go.

Songfeng Valley is sixty miles away from Yangjiazhuang, and the thieves of Black Tiger Village are now going to attack Yangjiazhuang at night, at least they have to run on the road for more than an hour.

Now let the carrier pigeon go back, it is estimated that it will be able to fly to Yangjiazhuang in half an hour at most, and then Zhuangzi will have enough time to prepare for the enemy after receiving the letter.

"I have to get out of here and rush back to Yangjiazhuang!"

Thinking of this, Yang Mazi took a deep breath, and then, he put on a leather jacket and carried a strong crossbow arrow with him, and he burrowed into the vast night like a cat, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.