Chen Mo is hidden in a sparse and low jungle, surrounded by countless low shrubs and many small trees that are no more than a foot high.

"This is the only way to bypass the tax department's supervision, and other places either have a tax department card or have to go over the mountains.

As long as there are no accidents, the people of the Heavenly Dao Sect will inevitably pass by. ”

Mo Hu leaned beside Chen Mo and said in a low voice.

"Other foot merchants won't go from here, let's not accidentally kill the wrong person and startle the snake." Chen Mo asked in a condensed voice.

"No, the traders are carrying a lot of goods, otherwise it's not worth the trip. They couldn't pass through here with their carriages and horses, so they were all arranged in advance at the tax office. Mo Hu explained.

The trader smuggled goods in order to make money, and it was natural to pull as much as he could at a time.

If you pull less, even if the smuggling of commercial goods is quite profitable, you can cut off the people who eat the horses and chew up and down, maybe you will have to pay for it.

After all, even if you can bypass the tax department for them from here, but if you want to sell the goods openly, you have to deal with it.

So if you pull less, you will definitely lose.

Horses and chariots could not walk through this wilderness at all, and they were not only expensive and expensive, but also extremely slow.

If you are unlucky enough to encounter a rainy day, the carriage and horse will immediately have to lie on their stomachs.

Therefore, those foot merchants basically take care of everything in advance, and then take the main road to transport the goods.

Only the Dutian Daomen, if they want to transport some commercial goods that cannot see the light, and not to make money, will they take such a road.

"Then it seems that there shouldn't be many things in the Heavenly Dao Gate, of course, it is possible that they used Lux as a porter." Chen Mo spoke softly to make a judgment.

The strength of the Dutian Dao Gate is not small, and with them as porters, even if the goods transported are heavier, they can pass through it.

"There is such a possibility, we have to be prepared to use the blood of the martial artist to break the evil law of those demons." Mo Hu's eyes were deep.

Those demons of the Heavenly Dao Sect seem to be invulnerable, but as long as the evil law is broken, their true strength is far inferior to them.

"Use my blood, it should be better." Chen Mo skillfully cut open his palm and took out a towel soaked in blood.

Mo Hu didn't shirk this, he knew that if it was about strength, Chen Mo was even better than himself.

The stone wheel of 1,200 catties is not something that everyone can lift.

It is certainly better to use his blood than to use his own blood.

A few people smeared the blood on the feather arrow weapons to be used later, and Mo Hu ordered the other two personal soldiers, "Go back and see the people of the Dutian Dao Sect, you first shoot a few rounds, and after shooting the arrows, the two of you will leave immediately, retreat to the mountain col a hundred zhang away, and prepare to pick up me and the thirteenth brother." ”

The strength of these two pro-soldiers is not bad, but it also depends on who they compare with.

If they really fight, the two of them can not play much of a role, and he and Chen Mo may even have their hearts and minds to take care of them.

Mo Hu called them over, mainly so that they could have two more people to shoot arrows during a sneak attack, and to have someone to answer them in case something went wrong.

In terms of frontal fighting, he still doesn't plan to bring these two people together.

Mo Hu had explained these things long before he came, and they naturally understood them now.

"Try to stay alive when you go back, if you really can't stay, then you can only kill it first." He instructed Chen Mo again.

Although he wanted to keep a living mouth to track down the traces of the purple-clothed Daoist, compared to this matter, it was the lives of a few people that were more important.

It's good to be able to stay alive, but if you can't, you can't.

Revenge is revenge, and he is never willing to risk the lives of other brothers for revenge.

Chen Mo nodded lightly and didn't answer more.

Time is ticking, it's July, and it's hot and dry.

Although a few people hid in the shade, they still felt hot.

Even Chen Mo is the same, his internal kung fu practice is considered to have achieved a small success, but he has not yet practiced to the point where he can be fearless of cold and heat.

In order to get to this point, the martial artist's internal qi has to travel through the meridians of the whole body, and he has to practice for a while before he can do it.

"Someone's coming." Chen Mo suddenly spoke.

He had just opened his ears for a while, and heard footsteps in the distance, more than a hundred feet away from them.

Hearing this, although they hadn't seen anyone coming, several people were still on alert.

Take the bow and draw the string, just waiting for someone to show up.

Not long after, a group of five people came slowly from a distance.

Four wrestlers with short bodies, all over their bodies, with their eyes showing their essence and vigorous blood, carried two large wooden boxes in groups of two.

From the footprints under their feet, it can be seen that this box is extremely heavy, at least seven or eight hundred catties.

It is impossible for an ordinary porter to carry such a weight of things and travel a long distance to this wilderness, and only the wrestlers of the Dutian Dao Sect can do this.

In front of these four wrestlers, there was also a thin old man in a robe, walking in front with a map in his hand. Under his wide sleeved robe, a whisk of dust was clearly visible.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

The feather arrow broke through the air and made a sound, Mo Hu shot the first arrow first, and Chen Mo and the others followed.

is meticulous about the control of the physical body, and spends a lot of money practicing archery during this time, Chen Mo. Archery is much better now than it was a few months ago.

He can't do it in 100 steps, but he has no problem with nine shots in 100 steps.

When the wrestlers and old Daoists of the Dutian Dao Gate heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned, they never thought that someone would set up an ambush here.

The old man reacted quite quickly, and in an instant, he made a trick, and a set of mixed yellow light curtains wrapped him.

And the rest of the wrestlers, until the feather arrow, they did not react.

It's too late, and more than a dozen feathered arrows pierce the four of them into hedgehogs almost instantly.

Especially the arrows shot by Chen Mo, the strength of a thousand catties can directly pierce people.

Several wrestlers didn't understand until they died, why these feather arrows could hurt themselves when they were invulnerable.

These wrestlers are strong, but as long as they can break the invulnerable evil law, and really talk about fighting and killing, most of them are not as good as General Sun's personal soldiers.

"Let's go!" Mo Hu's voice fell, and the figure had already rushed out.

The other two pro-soldiers did not hesitate and retreated in an orderly manner according to the previously established plan.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi came back to his senses, pinched the mantra with both hands, and took off his ears and threw them out like flying knives.

Chen Mo is faster, he doesn't have the idea of hiding his strength now, and it depends on the situation if he pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

Fight to the death, if you mess up, you won't have a chance to regret it.

Lao Dao saw that Chen Mo was attacking him quickly, and he didn't care about Mo Hu at the moment, and controlled his ears to turn around and attack the back of Chen Mo's neck.

It's too late!

"Boom." Dozens of pounds of spears, carrying boundless strength, smashed at the gray-robed old man.

The earthy yellow light curtain on the surface of his body collapsed directly after only taking one blow, and the old Dao mouth spat blood, and his body retreated again and again, smashing several dwarf trees with the thickness of his wrist before stopping.

Mo Hu looked stunned, he knew that Chen Mo's strength was definitely stronger than himself, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Could it be that he has gained something from his cultivation during this time!

Lao Dao's dry and dry like chicken feet flipped his palms, and he took out a few talismans from his arms, and he wanted to use them immediately.

Chen Mo flew in front of him with a single step, smashed his arms with a single shot, and then stepped on his legs, trying to ensure that the other party could not resist.

This old Taoist strength is not strong, and it can't even compare to the Tsing Yi Taoist that Chen Mo met in Qingzhou at the beginning.

"Say, where are you going to ship these things, and to whom are you going to give them!"

Although he was curious about why Chen Mo's strength had improved so quickly, Mo Hu also knew that now was not the time to ponder this, so he walked quickly in front of Lao Dao and asked sharply.

The gray-clothed old man looked contemptuous, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Imperial court dog, just rely on you, and you still want to stop our Daomen." ”

Obviously, he guessed from the weapons and bows used by Chen Mo and the others that they were from the army.

This is also normal, the strong bow is not something that can be obtained by just one person.

"Kill me! Kill one me, and thousands of me, as long as I can't succeed in the Daomen, there will be no end to those who burn their salaries with their lives. ”

The old man's face was fearless, and he seemed to have accepted his life and death calmly.

"As long as you say it, you can actually not die, you can live, why die!" Mo Hu's tone was slightly soft, and he persuaded softly.

The old man was silent, but it didn't take long for his expression and attitude to change suddenly, "You're right, it's better to die than to live, I still want to live." ”

"Huh?" Mo Hu was stunned, he didn't expect this old Taoist attitude to change so quickly, could it be that he was born suitable to persuade others?

Or is he having other backhands in the dark!

Chen Mo frowned, and quietly opened his ears, this old man's attitude has changed too much, it is really suspicious.

"Someone came from the east, and it was fast." Chen Mo said.

Mo Hu didn't hesitate, a shot pierced the old man's chest and stabbed him to death, and then slammed his head a few times, until the white brains splashed everywhere, and then he stopped.

Although he didn't know who was coming, he could see that the old man's attitude had suddenly changed before, and most of the people who came were from the same Heavenly Dao Sect.

He deliberately stalled for time, trying to find a way to survive for himself.

Then you must not leave the other party alive, otherwise when their fellow disciples come, you and Chen Mo may have to deal with the two of them at the same time, which will be even more tricky and dangerous.

Until he died, Lao Dao couldn't understand why Chen Mo knew that someone was coming.

"Hide and prepare to release the Dark Arrow." Chen Mo greeted and hid behind a low tree, ready to release two cold arrows at any time.

The same is true of Mo Hu, hiding behind a low tree and waiting for someone to come.

Chen Mo opened his eyes of qi and blood, and looked in the direction where he heard the voice, looking from afar.

After about half a stick of incense, there was a purple-clothed Taoist figure who came into the air like a ghost.

Looking closely, this purple-clothed Taoist can walk in the air, mainly because there is a pair of human hands under his feet, supporting him to gallop all the way.

According to the Dutian Dao Gate, this purple-clothed man is now flying with the sword.