Zhao Lin planned to go deep into the bearded camp this time, so he didn't take Liang Song into the mountain with him, otherwise it would be difficult to take care of him.

In the past, you could run with Liang Song, but if you fly, you can't catch it.

He moved carefully along the top of the rock, and the valley was deserted, except for the occasional sound of horses snapping their noses not far away.

According to the confessions of the two minions caught last time, there is a horse pen in the valley with dozens of horses.

The mountain road is difficult, and if you keep the horse on the top of the mountain, it is inconvenient to enter and exit, so you can keep it in the valley nearby.

After observing for a while and making sure that there was no one near him, he jumped off the top of the rock, and his energy was released downward and backward respectively, propelling his body to fly forward slowly.

There is a gravel path in the middle of the valley leading to the mountain, and many irregularly shaped pebbles are embedded in the ground.

There are traps in this area, and only the bandits know how to get through.

Although Zhao Lin also forced the location of the trap from the mouth of the bearded minions, it had been a few months, and there must have been some changes, so he simply flew over directly.

Fly over the valley and see a winding mountain road ahead.

With towering peaks on one side and bottomless ravines on the other, the road is only accessible to two or three people side by side.

Zhao Lin slowly fell to the ground, glanced at the mountain, and thought: "It's a good calculation for the bandits to set up their nest in this ghost place!" ”

There were some small pits in the ground that were not very obvious, and these small pits were where the traps were buried, and the bandits would send people down to do this before dark, and they would not all be removed until dawn.

Although Zhao Lin felt that it was impossible to dig a trap on such a narrow road, he still carefully opened the two holes and spewed out his strength downward to reduce the weight under his feet.

If you accidentally fall into the trap, you will not fall right away.

It was about afternoon and the setting sun shone on him, dragging a long shadow on the ground.

Halfway through, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves in the direction of the valley mouth behind him, followed by several noises.

"Someone's back!"

Zhao Lin glanced back in surprise, his vision was blocked by the mountain, and he couldn't see anything.

Although he didn't know who it was, he guessed that it was definitely not an ordinary beard.

Since the bandits were attacked by him and Liang Song several times, they have a hard hand to accompany them when they go out of the mountain, and they don't give the two of them a chance to attack.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Although it is far away, if the mountain road goes around and around, you may appear in the other party's field of vision.

Just as he was about to reach the top of the mountain, there was the sound of footsteps in front of him.

"There's someone up there too?"

Zhao Lin immediately stopped, his eyes flashing.

Judging by the sound of footsteps, there were two people coming down from the mountain, as if they were holding something in their hands, making a "creaking" sound.

"Damn, people aren't full, and they have to feed the animals."

"Alas, it's no wonder that someone else, who made us two unlucky."

"Do you say that Huang Lao Ghost is out of the old man, how to win ......?"

It turned out to be two bandits who had gone down the mountain to feed the horses.

Zhao Lin glanced at the bottom of the cliff of the black hole, and thought to himself that although he would not fall to his death if he jumped down, it would be difficult to come up again, and his strength would definitely not be able to hold on to flying so high.

He quickly made up his mind and continued his journey up the mountain.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and seeing that after turning a mountain col, the two sides were about to collide head-on, Zhao Lin jumped up, spewed out his strength downward, and rushed directly into the air, his body clinging to the cliff.

After a while, two bandits appeared at their feet.

The two of them each carried a flat pole, and at both ends of the pole hung a large wooden bucket, which was filled with soybean and wheat bran mixed with forage, and walked down the mountain one after the other.

Zhao Lin held his breath and watched the two silently.

The two bandits had no idea that there would be someone on top of their heads, and walked on their own.

Walking not far away, the bandit who was walking behind suddenly put down his flat burden, rubbed his shoulders and said, "Big Tooth, I'm tired and rest for a while." ”

The bandit named Big Tooth in front threw down the flat pole, turned around and sneered: "You kid grew up eating chaff? It's only a few steps away......"

He taunted his companion in his mouth, and inadvertently glanced up, his eyes just met Zhao Lin in mid-air, and his mouth opened wide instantly.

Zhao Lin did not hesitate, his toes were a little on the cliff wall, all the acupoints behind him were opened, and under the acceleration of his strength, he quickly dived down.

Like a goshawk pounced, it punched the bandit named Big Tooth in the face.

Big Tooth didn't even snort, and fell directly off the cliff.

At the same time as Zhao Lin punched, he pulled out the iron ruler at his waist with his other hand and hit the bandit behind him on the head.

"Ah......h

The bandit opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but before the voice could come out of his throat, he passed out.

Zhao Lin walked over and kicked the man and the flat burden down the cliff along with the barrel.

After a long time, there were a few muffled noises below.

After listening for a while, I made sure that I didn't attract anyone's attention, and then walked to the top of the mountain again.

A short time later, a stone camp appeared in front of me.

The camp is located on a huge mountain rock, and only two walls have been built according to the mountain, and the walls are covered with thorns and iron thorns.

At the main entrance of the camp there was a wooden lookout on which a bandit who looked young sat on it.

Holding a wine gourd in his hand, he took a sip from time to time, and didn't look down the mountain for half a day.

Zhao Lin went around to the side of the mountain, and under the cover of weeds, he touched the darkness under the camp, and hid in the bushes without moving.

After a while, a bandit came in a hurry.

There were more than 20 bandits, some carrying rice bags, some carrying chickens and ducks, and a few people working together to carry a pig.

It looks like he's just returned from grabbing food from the bottom of the mountain.

At the head was a big man with a full face, with two large iron axes at his waist and a man on his shoulder.

"Yin Hu!"

Zhao Lin's heart moved, and this person's name came to mind.

There is a bounty portrait of bandits in front of the gate of Qinghe County, and Zhao Lin once showed the portrait to the captives for identification.

The other bandit leaders were only three points alike, or even not at all, only this person looked almost exactly like the portrait, so he recognized it at a glance.

Yin Hu is the third oldest among the bandits and is a very important figure.

"Third master, are you back?" The sentry bandit laughed.

"Your grandmother's, I know it's the third master, don't hurry up and open the door."

Yin Hutou scolded coldly and strode towards the gate.

The person on his shoulder squirmed twice, and Yin Hu patted the man's ass with a smile, "Don't make trouble, I'll make you comfortable when I go back." ”

Only then did Zhao Lin see that he was carrying a woman on his shoulder.

"That's it!"

The sentry bandits quickly jumped down from the lookout, opened the gate, welcomed the group in, and soon closed the door again.

The sun was setting in the west, and smoke was rising from the camp.

Zhao Lin took out a few pancakes from his arms, untied the water bag on his waist, ate the cakes with water, grabbed two handfuls of soil from the ground, wiped off the oil star in his hand, and sat on the ground and waited quietly.

Time passed, and the camp gradually quieted down.

When the afterglow of the sunset was about to end, there was a "squeak" and the gate opened.

Seven or eight bandits walked out of it, talking and laughing, holding animal traps and thorns in their hands, and they looked like they were going to set traps.

"We can't wait any longer, maybe there will be these unguardable things in the camp after dark."

Zhao Lin got up silently, listened for a while, lightly longitudinal, spurted out of energy, slowly rose to a height of several zhang, glanced down, and immediately saw the situation in the camp at a glance.

The entrance to the camp is a wide courtyard, the courtyard leads to a large hall, and the plaque in front of the hall reads "Juyi Hall" three big characters.

Behind the Juyi Hall is a bunch of miscellaneous buildings, and further inside are rows of houses.

The manpower and material resources on the mountain are limited, and the accommodation conditions of the bandits are quite poor, and they are not even as good as the villagers outside the mountain.

Zhao Lin had read the map of the camp drawn by the captives and knew that the place where the bandits were staying was roughly divided into three layers.

The outermost layer is where the minions on the ground floor live, a bit like a Hakka walled house, or a shrunken Kowloon Walled City, where one or two hundred people live in a circular three-story building.

The low row houses on the middle floor are inhabited by small leaders, and most of them are cultivated in the period of skin training or bone training.

The innermost layer is the residence of the core members of the beard, such as the diamond leopard, the second and third masters, and the four beams and eight pillars.

In short, the higher the status, the stronger the strength, the closer you live, and the bigger the house.

So far, Zhao Lin has killed a total of thirty or forty beards, except for Shuntian Liang Diao Liu and the ruthless pillar Zhao Feilong, all of whom are small minions.

It's not even a broken bone for a bandit, so this time he wants to kill a few big ones.

He had just practiced his skin and assassinated the ruthless pillar Zhao Feilong, but now that he has reached a heavy state of aura, he has increased his flying skills, and he is sure that everyone else in the bandits will be won except for the unknown strength of the leopard.

There was a lack of entertainment in the mountains, and the bandits had nothing to do but drink and gamble, and only three or five "motivated" bandits had to stay alive in the school field.

Zhao Lin sneaked all the way without attracting any attention, and easily entered the innermost layer of the camp.

This place has a name, called "Black Wind Mouth".

The black wind outlet is located in the mountain recess, with cliffs on both sides, and the terrain is like terraced fields, rising step by step.

Zhao Lin glanced around, looking for a target.

Oddly enough, there was no one in many of the houses, and only one room was full of women's sobs.

"Is it Yin Hu or Drill Mountain Leopard?"

Zhao Lin's heart moved, he just saw Yin Hu grabbing a woman from the bottom of the mountain, if it wasn't for filial piety to the big boss to drill the mountain leopard, then it was for his own enjoyment, so it should be one of the two.

"Crying bird, crying again and throwing you to your brothers, so that they can serve you together!"

The sound of scolding sounded, it was Yin Hu's voice.

"It's Yin Hu!"

Zhao Lin gritted his teeth, took out an iron ruler and held it in his hand, and slowly approached the house.

Yin Hu had just finished doing that, and he was defenseless, so now was the time to make a move.

However, after all, this person is the number three person in the beard, brave and fierce, and it is impossible to solve it in three moves and two ways.

Once the stalemate lasts too long, it attracts other bandits, and he is blocked inside.

Zhao Lin looked at his surroundings as he walked forward, wondering whether to rush in directly and kill someone, or find a way to lure him out.

At that moment, a voice floated from above.

(End of chapter)