So, before Yang Sanlang woke up, Du Chengfeng rode his horse again, ready to throw the machete out.

Strictly speaking, this scimitar can actually be regarded as a good thing, as a blade can affect luck, Du Chengfeng is the first time he has seen it - but this kind of good thing cannot be kept in his hands no matter what, after all, its effect is too weird.

Although it is true that this scimitar can make people lucky, and even survive death, it is not without a price.

The price is that the wielder of the scimitar will be killed first.

It's all said that you can escape from death, so how can you escape if you don't die?

According to Du Chengfeng's review of the experience of the two owners of this scimitar, he has already understood the operation mechanism of this scimitar - to put it bluntly, it makes people extremely unlucky first, and even tortured all the way to death, and then leaves a way to live at this time, which makes people feel lucky.

It's not so much a lucky cutlass as it is a torture blade.

Du Chengfeng felt that his life was tortured enough, and there was no need to block himself anymore.

After all, his original plan had been completely disrupted.

"It's really ......"

Looking at the curling smoke rising from the sky above Yangjiabao, Du Chengfeng was speechless for a while.

The originally dilapidated village has indeed regained its vitality now, but this curling smoke has also become the most obvious target.

There is Su Xiqing squatting in Jizhou in the south, and there is Su Xiqing's ambush soldiers in the north who are still advancing, Du Chengfeng really can't think of how the people of Yangjiabao will survive if he is not there.

But now he must go out again, or if he really leaves this scimitar in the village, the disaster may become even greater.

"So, put this axe here for you first."

After thinking about it, Du Chengfeng found the carpenter Li he could trust the most and took out the old battle axe.

Facing the fierce chill faintly emerging on the battle axe, Carpenter Li naturally didn't dare to touch it, this bloody carpenter hadn't even killed a chicken, how could he dare to take this blade that was obviously used to kill people.

"It's, it seems to be looking at me."

Carpenter Lee's hands were trembling.

"It told me to go, to kill ......"

"Then leave it alone."

With that, Du Chengfeng put the battle axe in the warehouse of Carpenter Li's house, and piled it up with other carpentry tools, looking like an ordinary logging axe.

"But, but, if something really happened to Yangjiabao's side......"

After setting up the battle axe, Du Chengfeng grabbed Carpenter Li's shoulders and lowered his voice.

"If there is really something wrong with Yangjiabao, you will listen to it."

"This ......"

Carpenter Li was still a little hesitant, but Du Chengfeng had already gone out and got on the horse.

He has a full schedule today, and he doesn't have much time to waste.

The first thing is naturally to dispose of the scimitar as quickly as possible, this Du Chengfeng already has some ideas in his heart, and he came all the way to Ji Town, and he soon found the horse exploration ranger released by Su Xiqing around the city.

Thinking about it, it's been a night, so no matter how clever Su Xiqing is, he still needs to collect information from the outside world before he can judge the situation.

So, facing the grassland rangers not far away, Du Chengfeng slapped his horse forward, raised his hand and threw it, and this bad luck scimitar stabbed the other party through the heart.

Seeing that the killing god who came yesterday actually came again, and even made a move to kill a person, these scouting horse rangers hurriedly ran towards the city like crazy, for fear of falling outside and being hacked to death.

And after these horse exploration rangers ran away, Du Chengfeng also turned around and ran.

He was only here to deal with the scimitar this time, and he didn't have time to spend it here in Su Xiqing.

He had more important things to do than kill.

Galloping all the way, rounding several gentle slopes and mountain passes, Du Chengfeng soon found a hidden den in the wasteland - this semi-underground entrance was originally the foothold of some Jibei bandits, and now that the grassland people are heading south, these robbers have already escaped cleanly.

After checking the stability of the internal structure and the grain storage that the robbers didn't have time to take, Du Chengfeng rushed to the next den.

Searching all the way, Du Chengfeng found a total of more than a dozen such dens, large and small, which were originally the footholds of horse thieves and robbers, but now they have become precious gifts from nature.

Of course, there are two nests of horse thieves who didn't have time to move away, and they don't really want to give gifts, in the face of this kind of criminals who don't know how to get along with each other, Du Chengfeng picked up the big knife on the spot and sent them back to nature.

Yes, that's his second job today.

The rabbit also knows how many more nests, everyone knows that it is definitely not safe to live in one place, not to mention that even if he is safe, the people of Yangjiabao who rushed back are also unsafe - for the sake of the neighbors, these robber dens are for them. When the time comes, let the entire Yangjiabao be divided into parts, diversify the investment, and hide in these hidden dens, and the people in Yangjiabao will be relatively safer.

Of course, this is also good for Du Chengfeng himself, although Yangjiabao's small courtyard is good, but after all, it is still too eye-catching, he needs more supply points, more places to stay, in order to better carry out this sports war.

Indeed, Na Xi Qing is brave, has amazing wisdom, and has a large number of generals, and is unmatched, but Du Chengfeng's side also has sufficient geographical advantages. After grinding the robbers' picks, Du Chengfeng already has an understanding of the terrain of the entire Jizhou, not to mention that he has also polished the blades of those grassland people before, and he can even say that he knows the grassland people better than most of the grassland Hu people themselves.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the biggest reason why Du Chengfeng dared to fight with Su Xiqing.

"Prepare fifteen dens first, and then slowly find new ones."

Du Chengfeng thought perfectly.

But what he didn't expect was that his idea of robbing the robbers' den was actually being done by others.

“…… You are? ”

In the fifteenth and last den, Du Chengfeng looked at the man in front of him with a long sword at his waist and a wide robe and big sleeves, and was a little confused for a while.

If he's not mistaken...... This should be an acquaintance, right?

"It's you!"

The sword-wearing man's eyes lit up immediately.

"You were right last time! That's part of the practice! ”

“…… Yes? ”

Du Chengfeng suddenly had a bad premonition.

It's just that this mental illness-like aura is too familiar.

"Excuse me, I'm on the wrong track."

The memories of the past came flooding back to his heart, and Du Chengfeng turned his head and left.

He still has a lot of things to do today, and he doesn't have time to fight the psychopath here.

But even if he wanted to leave, he was mentally ill, and he didn't mean to let him go.

"Thank you, sir, for your teachings, and you have defeated your old enemy...... But that's not enough. ”

Saying this, the swordsman named Cui Yuan had already pulled out his broken sword and walked over.

"Originally, I thought that as long as I defeated that Liu Qingyun, swordsmanship could be achieved, but whenever I dreamed back at midnight and practiced the sword to the depths, I still couldn't help it, and I couldn't help but think of Mr.'s shadow......"

“……”

Although this always sounded a little strange, Du Chengfeng still made it to understand what Cui Yuan meant.

This made him reach for the saddle bag.

"It is also a blessing to meet my husband today...... Yes, it is precisely because of the teachings of the husband that I have fully understood everything. ”

Saying this, the swordsman named Cui Yuan suddenly stepped forward and twisted his waist and rushed quickly!

"It's part of the practice! Please sir! ”

"I know you kid can't let out a good fart!"

Before Cui Yuan rushed closer, the five-foot sheathed long knife had already been fiercely clubbed on Cui Yuan's chest.