When Song Huan turned around and was about to go to find his brother, there was only the residual smell of the place, but there was no one.

Song Huan hurriedly called a few times beside him, but he didn't hear a response, and ran to the neighborhood to check the traces, but found nothing.

Maybe it's because the grass is too much and too deep, and Song Huan doesn't have a confirmed direction, so it's hard to find.

It's impossible for Ah Di not to tell himself where he goes, now that people are gone, there is only one situation.

Song Huan turned around and pulled the middle-aged man's collar, his eyes were cold, and he approached and asked, "Where did my brother go?!" ”

The middle-aged man was frightened by Song Huan's eyes and said, "Where do I know?!" ”

Song Huan frowned, "There are only three of you?" ”

The middle-aged man and the two younger brothers who were subdued in the back nodded again and again, "Yes, yes." ”

Song Huan and Lao Xu and Lao Liu glanced at each other.

Lao Xu said, "Let's look for it separately." ”

Song Huan glanced at the ox cart and shook his head, "This is not appropriate, we are all on the road, people must still be in the mountains, there is still a chance." This batch of goods is valuable, Uncle Xu, you and Uncle Liu will transport the goods back first, and I will stay and find them. ”

She can't drag down Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu.

Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu were still insisting, but Song Huan resolutely refused, "It's not too late for you to come back to help me after you arrive, there is still half a day's journey to Luxian." ”

In the end, Uncle Xu and Uncle Liu couldn't stand Song Huan, so they could only take one step first.

Song Huan forced the middle-aged man to ask, "Are there any other people around here besides the people from the stalagmite village?" ”

When the middle-aged man saw Lao Xu and Lao Liu leaving, he felt that there was no threat, although Song Huan's expression was cold, he was also fearless, and he ignored Song Huan with arrogance.

Song Huan said in his heart, did he give you face?

Song Huan then raised his foot and kicked the little follower who got up on the left back to the ground with lightning speed, throwing his body to the ground, and the dust was flying.

The little follower's face is buried in the soil and he wants to cry without tears, why is it always himself who is unlucky?!

Middle-aged man, "......"

Song Huan tightened the middle-aged man's collar, "If you want to experience it, I don't mind." ”

Saying that, Song Huan planned to get started.

The middle-aged man hurriedly shouted, "Wait, wait", swallowed his saliva, succumbed to Song Huan's ruthlessness, shook his head and said honestly, "It's gone." ”

Song Huan thought about it, there are bandits around here, it is impossible for a kidnapper to come here to abduct people, and the motives of the people who only have stalagmite village are relatively large.

In any case, she has to go to the stalagmite village!

The stalagmite village is built on the mountain col, surrounded by mountains, and the flat land in the middle is the stationing place of the stalagmite village.

The wooden houses are scattered, and the surplus land on the side has been carved out to grow vegetables, as well as cattle and sheep in the sheds, and free-range chickens that are fending for themselves.

The people inside laughed and laughed, and those who didn't know thought it was a "peach blossom paradise" far away from the world.

Song Huan asked the middle-aged man to tell the layout of the village, and the middle-aged man snorted, stubbornly not cooperating.

Song Huan knew that he meant "another price".

Immediately after another unilateral crushing fight, the middle-aged man and the two attendants spat blood with blue noses and swollen faces.

The little follower who was kicked into the ground by Song Huan cried and shouted indistinctly, "Boss, boss, just say it, I can't stand the boss!" Woowoo woo ......"

The middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore, but he couldn't pull his face down because of his stubborn temper, and now he was also very aware of current affairs when he was under the stairs.

After Song Huan learned about the residence of the bandit boss, he made a knife in his palm and stunned the three of them.

He tied them up, stuffed their clothes in their mouths, and then left with confidence.

Maybe it's because the stalagmite village is powerful, and no one will come here without a long eye, so the scene inside is similar to that of an ordinary village, plowing the fields, grazing sheep and feeding cattle, catching insects and making trouble, it's hard to imagine that this is a bandit village?!

The only difference was that a watchtower was built at the entrance to the stockade, but there were no people inside.

Song Huan entered the stalagmite village so easily.

The gourd hanging under the eaves exudes a soft light, the clean and tidy bluestone slabs, the old and simple wooden houses, and the furnishings in the house are simple and neat.

The bandit leader is repairing the swing for his daughter in the yard.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and the bandit leader turned his head to see his beautiful girl returning.

He wore a button-down blouse dyed black with blue indigo, a waist-length tunic with a pleated skirt and leggings wrapped around his feet.

The placket above the waist is embroidered with a variety of small flower patterns, and the silk embroidered belt is tied at the waist.

Several pairs of red, green, and yellow beads are hung from silk spikes at both ends, and a string of red velvet surrounds the chest, and the head is wrapped with a long ribbon.

The little girl was dressed in a colorful embroidered costume and a silver bell on her head and waist, which jingled as she walked.

"Daddy~Daddy~" The little girl's crisp and pleasant voice came from far and near.

The bandit leader's whole temperament softened instantly, "Oops~My little aunt, slow down~"

The little girl has a pair of apricot eyes, fluttering thick eyelashes, white skin and red skin, long black and bright hair, and a smile like a fluttering butterfly.

The little girl threw herself into the arms of the bandit leader, then raised her head, blinked her eyes and said, "Daddy, Daddy, look what I brought back~"

The little girl shouted to the door, "Come in." ”

Then the leader of the bandits saw two subordinates trembling and carrying a boy in, his head hanging on his chest, not daring to look at the boss's face.

The bandit leader suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Daddy, Daddy! This is the boss I found for myself! Isn't it pretty! The little girl didn't notice that her father's face had darkened, but she was full of joy.

The bandit leader suppressed his anger, "Qingqing, where did you get the person?" ”

The little girl didn't notice it, her voice was sweet, "At the foot of the mountain~"

The bandit leader felt so sad that he asked, "Is he the only one?" ”

The little girl shook her head, "Yes, they are with Uncle Da Zhuang and them, but he was alone when I brought him~"

The bandit leader was speechless, and could only say, is she really worthy of being his good daughter?!

"What does Qingqing want to do in the village?" The bandit leader asked without tears.

Qingqing replied, "With the boss of the village, Daddy doesn't have to work hard to make money for Qingqing!" ”

What truth is this?

Ahh

The bandit leader couldn't cry or laugh, and coaxed carefully, "Qingqing, you are still too young, is it okay to find a boss in a few years?" How many more years will you stay with Daddy? ”

Qingqing shook her head, "Qingqing will also accompany Daddy if you have a boss in the village, just let the princess go out to make money!" ”

The bandit leader looked at the boy on the ground sympathetically, "He is so young, how can he make money!" ”

Qingqing pouted, "But he's good-looking!" Much better looking than others! ”

This man was the best-looking she'd ever met!

Bandit Leader, "......"

Who said that good-looking people make money?

He really didn't expect that the children in the village would also raise the aesthetics of his daughter.

"Daddy, will you change Qingqing to a better-looking person in the future?"

Qingqing shook his head and withdrew from the arms of the bandit leader, "Don't, don't, Qingqing wants him!" ”

Bandit Leader, "......"

No love!

How old is the child going to be married? What should he do with his father?

The bandit leader stared at the fainting child with unkind eyes, and he was angry that he couldn't wait to dismantle him immediately!