Chapter 003: The Dead Man Descends the Mountain

Chapter 003: The Dead Man Descends the Mountain

At three o'clock, Wei Zimo climbed the mountains to the west, and only then did he look back at the cottage hidden in the dense forest, and a touch of coldness instantly appeared in his heart.

Snowy, so cold day.

Under the dense forest of towering trees, Wei Zimo was tightly wrapped in cotton clothes, wearing a hat, wearing a robe, carrying a long sword on his shoulder, and walking quickly in the vast snow.

Originally, he stepped on the snow without a trace, but a pair of velvet boots trampled the snow on the ground and gurgled it, and his heavy footsteps shattered the muddy heart.

The snow on the ground reflected his handsome face, resolute and heroic.

The eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony was the first time to carry out a top-secret mission, but it was a dirty thing that was despised by people in the rivers and lakes.

After more than half an hour, Wei Zimo walked out of the snow for fifty miles and walked out of Xiyue Peak.

His feet were unimaginably fast, and it shouldn't be a problem to travel eighty miles in an hour. Eight hundred miles from Xiyue Peak to the capital, day and night, you can arrive within three days.

But he was alone after all, and he couldn't run at such a speed for ten hours, and he needed to eat and sleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost dusk, and the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

Wei Zimo's body was already covered with a thick layer of snow, if he was standing still like this at the bottom of the mountain, it would be difficult to tell that he was still a person from ten zhang away.

"Ghost weather, ghost partner!"

Wei Zimo couldn't help but scold.

He walked around the mountain a few times, but still didn't find half a figure. It's no wonder that he looks like this, and the partner from Nanlu must have become a snowman.

Finding someone in the snowy forest is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Xiyue, Nanlu and Chang'an City are distributed in a triangle, and the other party may not go around in a circle to rush to Xiyue, and it is difficult to say that he is waiting for him directly in the capital.

After a moment of work, Wei Zimo decided not to wait, so he walked in the direction of the market town under the mountain.

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

It seems to be the sound of horses' hooves.

To be able to make such a loud hoof sound in a five-inch thick snow field is not unusual.

Wei Zimo had an idea: It would be great if I got a horse. Relying on the strength of his own feet, he may have become boiled pig's trotters when he arrives in the capital.

So he jumped up to the five-metre-high canopy and waited for the horses to come closer.

This area is a dense pine forest, with a canopy of trees that shades the sky and the sun, and if it were not for the snow, it would have been gray in the daytime.

"Tick...... Tick ......"

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, accompanied by a faint shout of killing.

Yo, there's a fight.

Wei Zimo grabbed a ball of snow from the pine needles and gently kneaded it into a ball in the palm of his hand.

It's closer......

Wei Zimo fastened the hat on his head and the scabbard on his back, hooked his feet to the tree, stood upside down along the trunk, and looked around.

On the five-foot-wide mountain road ahead, two red horses galloped out, which stood out in the snow. One horse was empty, and the other was carrying a ball of fur.

That lump of fur fur is naturally a person.

Less than a hundred meters behind the two horses, eight people were desperately chasing after each other, dancing wildly with swords and swords in their hands, and their mouths were chattering.

Two black horses ran past, and when the eight horses behind ran ten meters under the tree, Wei Zimo suddenly shook his hands, and two handfuls of snow flew out, hitting the front door of the two people in front.

The two of them fell off their horses with a strange scream.

"Appeal ......"

The other six immediately grabbed the reins.

A bearded man shouted angrily: "Someone quickly appears, if you delay the affairs of my Red Dragon Gang, you know the consequences......"

"What are the consequences?" Suddenly a black mass rolled down from the tree. Several people calmed down, only to find a masked man standing in front of the horse.

What the Dragon Hund Camp does is a secret thing, and the dead have never shown their true faces. Therefore, Wei Zimo not only pressed the hat very low, but also covered his face with a black cloth, only a pair of eagle-like eyes under the hat, staring at the row of swaying horse legs in front of him.

"Why did this strong man hurt our brother?"

The bearded and black-faced man with the sabre in his hand seemed to be the leader of this gang, and when he saw that the other party was coming from an extraordinary way, he spoke a lot more politely.

Wei Zimo has never been out of Xiyue Peak, so naturally he has never set foot in the rivers and lakes. Hearing the bearded man ask, he was immediately stunned: yes, why did I hurt someone's brother?

After thinking about it, I couldn't find a reason, so I said angrily through the masked black cloth urn: "There are so many of you chasing after one person, and you have to die or live, this ...... It's not fair, so I'll just come out and say a fair word, either you fight me, or you go back quickly. ”

The bearded man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the two subordinates who had fallen off the horseback to get up, but his face was already bruised, and he felt that the black tower man in front of him was not an ordinary opponent.

So he held back his anger and said in a loud voice: "This strong man doesn't know, the thief in front stole the sweat and blood BMW of our Red Dragon Gang, and our gang leader gave a death order, don't bring the sweat and blood BMW back, we can only go back with our heads, so please make it convenient for the strong man, let us hurry up and catch the horse thief." ”

It stands to reason that what Long Bi does is righteous, and Wei Zimo is also a person who likes to fight grievances.

But about the Red Dragon Gang, he heard the brothers and sisters on the mountain say that it is a gang with a black background, and there are gambling halls and green buildings of the Red Dragon Gang in the eighteen nearby counties and cities, which is a cancer that has brought disaster to the country and the people, and it should have been eradicated a long time ago.

Now horse thieves stealing their sweat-blooded BMWs is also a chivalrous thing, not to mention...... Or two BMWs.

Hee-hee......

Wei Zimo smiled in his heart, but he didn't bother to lift the hat that was very low, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you can't go back, then don't go back to the Red Dragon Gang." So then, eight of you, I will give you eight taels of silver, and each of you shall go home, up, to pay homage to your parents, and below, to caress your wife and children; If you have land to cultivate the land, you can do some small business if you have no land and no land......"

The dragon camp has money, and this time when he went down the mountain, Wei Zimo not only brought a hundred taels of silver, but also five hundred taels of silver tickets.

Master said that it was a top-secret mission, and it was convenient to bring more silver.

After Wei Zimo taught him such a lesson, the bearded man couldn't hold back his face, and he was suddenly furious: "Boy, I have already given enough face, you don't take the Red Dragon Gang in your eyes, if you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you." ”

Wei Zimo's face spasmed, but he still didn't lift the hat that covered most of his face.

The dead soldiers of the Dragon Horse Camp never show their true identities and true faces, except for the dead of course.

As soon as the bearded man finished speaking, he rode his horse two steps forward, only to hear the sound of the wind, and the slashing saber was cut down from the air.

This knife has a hundred catties of strength, to say the least, which is enough to split Wei Zimo in two from head to torso.

saw Wei Zimo's head crooked, his body bowed, and his right hand bent back.

With a sword roar, the Spirit Void Sword instantly came out of its sheath, and the hilt of the sword reached Wei Zimo's hand.

In the face of the head-on chopping saber, Wei Zimo did not dodge, with a wave of the blade, a blue light flashed, and the bearded man who was two meters away screamed, and the slashing saber fell down.

Wei Zimo took advantage of the situation to raise his leg and flirt, and kicked the slashing saber out, only to hear a "clang", and the blade pierced into the trunk of the tree more than three inches.

And the bearded man's right wrist holding the knife has been picked up at the artery with a two-inch-long opening, and blood is dripping shallowly.

The other five were shocked, but had to rush forward. Because they couldn't find those two bloody horses, they really didn't dare to go back to the Red Dragon Gang.

For a while, five swords attacked from the left and right sides and the front, divided into two staggered ways, Wei Zimo seemed to be unable to dodge except for rolling on the spot, but there were horses' hooves on the ground, and one foot had the strength of seventy or eighty catties, and if he stepped on it, he would not die or be crippled.

Wei Zimo still didn't dodge or dodge, he didn't even lift the hat, he spun on the spot, and a blue light wrapped around his body and rolled over, and in the jingle sound, the five swords around him all fell to the ground.

Three of the five fell to the ground, and two were still on horseback, but each of them had a cut in the artery of their right wrist, not long or short, just two inches, and shallow blood.

No one saw how Wei Zimo came out with his sword, and the goal and strength were very well handled.

He danced his sword in the snowflakes flying in the sky for half an hour, and there was not a single snow chip that could touch him, let alone a few swords.

"Hurry to the town and find a doctor, or in half an hour you will die of blood."

Wei Zimo didn't kill him, he didn't want to kill yet.

But we can't help but teach these fanatics a lesson.

After speaking, the eight people who didn't bother to hum and chirp turned around, and in the direction of the two sweaty BMWs, their bodies bent, and they flew over with a light tap of their toes.

"A Sword and a Ghost ......"

The bearded man screamed, and immediately called a few people to quickly tear off their clothes and tie up the wounds, and stabbed the horse and turned around and left quickly.

"Big brother, which sect is the One Sword Ghost Sorrow, why should our Red Dragon Gang be afraid of him?"

A scarlet next to him asked unconvinced.

The bearded man pointed at the inner acupoint in his right hand, but the blood still did not stop, and slowly penetrated the cloth and flowed out. In a panic, he said hatefully, "Let's go to the town to find a doctor, you can see your wounds and know why we are afraid of him." I can't imagine that the legendary sword ghost on the rivers and lakes is worried about joining forces with a thief today, it seems that the rivers and lakes are going to move. ”

"Big brother, we lost our sweat and blood BMW, the gang leader won't kill us, right? Shall we go back? ”

The bearded man rolled his eyes, and said gloomily: "Sweat and blood are precious, but today we are not in vain, this injury is also worth suffering, the gang leader has been investigating the whereabouts of a sword ghost, it has been twenty years, and today there is finally news." ”

Eight people were galloping on the mountain road in a hurry, and after another fifteen miles they arrived at Xindian Town at the foot of the mountain.

A middle-aged man wearing only underwear suddenly ran out of the icy mountain forest, and when he saw the eight people riding horses, he immediately stopped in the middle of the road as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"A few heroes, have you ever met a ...... in a fur coat?"

When the bearded man heard the word fur, he was immediately annoyed, and with a round of his left hand, he slashed at the middle-aged man with a knife.