Chapter 13 The Sitting Tiger

In the blink of an eye, six days have passed, and Zhu Shencone and his party have been very smooth in these six days.

Although it was inevitable that I would run into some people while walking through the mountains, nothing happened.

There were twenty-one people in Zhu Shen's group, and all of them were young and strong young people, and there were donkeys, mules and burdens in the team.

Illicit salt dealers, this is very common in Shanxi, and only the team that sells smuggled salt is dressed like this and walks such a path. However, ordinary people also know that as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke these smuggling salt dealers, they usually won't provoke you, even if you happen to run into it, you just didn't see it at the time, after all, selling smuggled salt is asking for money, and it is not a robber and bandit who kills people without blinking.

On this day, Zhu Shencheng and his entourage came to the vicinity of Sheep's Head Mountain, and the rest of the distance in front of Sheep's Head Mountain was not far away, and at most three days could arrive at Zhao Village.

As they got closer and closer to Zhao Village, everyone's mood was much lighter.

Because everyone knows that even if the trip is over after handing over the goods in Zhaocun, there is no need to work so the way back, and you can go back along the official road.

Thinking about the silver that they could get after this trip, according to the rules, many people were already thinking about adding something to their homes, and they had a little more smile on their faces.

No one expected that there would be a situation not long before entering Sheep's Head Mountain.

"Six...... Sixth Master...... Ahead...... Ahead....... ”

Zhu Shencone walked a little at the front of the team, and when he saw Wang Gui who was exploring the way, he looked panicked, and hurriedly raised his hand to signal the team to stop.

Wang Gui took a few breaths and said, "Ahead...... I met a group of strongmen ...... ahead. ”

"Strongman?" Zhu Shencone frowned and asked, he thought he had met the officers and soldiers, and while breathing a sigh of relief, Zhu Shencone was puzzled in his heart, this sheep's head mountain is the only way to go to Zhao Village, this road is not the first time they have walked, they have to walk it several times a year. I have always been good before, how could a strongman suddenly appear? What's going on?

"Where did the strongman come from? How many people are there? And who is the leader? ”

"I don't know where a strong man came from, there are a lot of them, look at about dozens of them, I don't recognize the leader, I and the second brother are exploring the way in front, and I bumped into it without paying attention, this is not the second brother of the junior high and let me come back quickly to report to the sixth master." Raising his sleeves and wiping the sweat on his face, Wang Gui gestured and said with palpitations.

Listening to Wang Gui's narration, Zhu Shencone's expression became grim, if what Wang Gui said was true, this would be really a trouble.

"What about the first two?"

"The second brother is guarding the crossing with his brothers, don't worry, sixth master, the guys in the hands of the brothers are not vegetarians."

Zhu Shencone heard that he hadn't started a fight yet, and his heart was even more settled, and he immediately ordered everyone to prepare for a rush except for a few guards who were left behind.

Smuggling salt is a business with their heads, and Zhu Shencone and the others are not good men and women, and if they are honest croppers, they can't afford to do this job.

You must know that when Zhu Shencone started to take the children of Wangjia Village to do this work two years ago, it was not all smooth sailing, and it was common to compete with other illegal salt dealers. Especially on the road to Zhao Village, to put it mildly, Zhu Shencone took people out of the way, and this one not only used two legs, but also relied on a pair of fists.

Zhu Shencone's order was given, everyone immediately prepared, a few people began to gather the donkeys and mules together, and the rest of the people took out the guys from the luggage they carried, these things are usually not exposed, and they are all hidden with the goods.

Only Wang Jinwu, who followed for the first time, suddenly came to his senses, holding a knife in his hand, his eyes were shining, and he muttered in his mouth: "Strong man!" Wow! That person who doesn't have long eyes dares to provoke grandpa? Today, I have to let them see how good Grandpa is! ”

Seeing his excited look, Zhu Shencone slapped him unceremoniously: "What are you shouting!" How did I explain it before I came out? ”

"Sixth brother, I just talk about it, don't worry, I will listen to your orders." This slap suddenly woke up Wang Jinwu, who was surging with blood, and when he came back to his senses, he touched Zhu Shencong's pumped head and hurriedly said this.

Zhu Shencone nodded with satisfaction, if you encounter a strong man on the road, it is better not to fight or not to fight, once you do it, even if they are not afraid, it is not a good thing if there are casualties.

After all, they take salt for money, and as long as they are not cornered, they usually won't do it directly.

Of course, if he really does it, Zhu Shencone is not afraid, not to mention that these people are all young and strong practitioners, let alone strong people, even small groups of officers and soldiers dare to touch it, not to mention that he still has a big killing weapon hidden in his arms.

Zhu Shencone's weapon is the jujube stick he has been holding in his hand, but it is different from when he practices martial arts on weekdays, his jujube stick has a unique use, I saw Zhu Shencone take out something from the burden he was carrying, this thing is made of fine iron, one and a half feet long, black and shiny in the sun, both sides are as sharp as knives, the tip is shining with cold light, and it is clearly an iron spear head if you look closely.

There is a special card slot at the bottom of the gun head, which is just right to insert the jujube stick, and the card slot can be tightened to the right after insertion, and then fixed it with a special copper hoop sleeve, which has become a sharp weapon in the blink of an eye.

It only took a few minutes before and after, and Zhu Shencone and the others were fully armed.

Leaving a few people to guard things, the rest of the people followed Zhu Shencone towards the front, and while moving forward, Zhu Shencone paid attention to the movements around him to prevent any ambushes.

What is surprising is that until Zhu Shencone and the others came to the place where Wang Chuer and those strongmen confronted each other, there was no other movement around. This made Zhu Shencone feel a lot more relieved.

When I arrived at the place, I saw Wang Chuer and the other two guarding the path in front, two carrying knives and the other carrying an axe.

Wang Chuer and they are in a good position, this path is not wide, there is a rock wall on one side, and a cliff on the other side, it is not so easy to rush over.

And not far ahead of the trail, there is an open field, and there is a group of people over there, if there is no accident, this group of people is the strongman Wang Gui said.

"The second year of junior high school!"

"Sixth Master!" Hearing the sound and turning around, seeing Zhu Shencone coming up with someone, Wang Chuer suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervous expression eased a lot.

"What's going on?" stepped forward, Zhu Shencone looked at the other side and asked.

Wang Chuer was not verbose, and told Zhu Shencone the situation simply and concisely.

A few of them were exploring the way ahead, and as soon as they got there, they encountered this group of strongmen who emerged from both sides. Thanks to Wang Chuer's quick response, seeing that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly retreated, guarding the trail and barely forming a confrontation, and then asked Wang Gui to go back immediately to report.

"Where did the strongman come from? What is the origin? ”

"I don't know, the black-faced man in the middle of the station is the leader of this group, what he calls himself a mountain tiger, and I have never heard of it." Wang Chuer whispered to Zhu Shencong.

Zhu Shencone looked at the other party while asking Wang Chuer's situation, there were indeed a lot of people on the other side, and there were at least thirty or forty people in the first appointment, which was still showing his face, and it was not clear whether there was anything hidden in the back.

The black-faced man in the lead, who also called himself a mountain tiger, was sturdy, bearded, and looked to be about thirty years old, wearing a short turban, with a vicious appearance, and carrying a military goose feather knife in his hand.

On the left side of the mountain tiger, there is a middle-aged man with a white face, compared to others, this middle-aged man is dressed a little strangely, although he is also wrapped in a headscarf like most people, but the clothes on his body should be a shirt if Zhu Shencone is not mistaken.

The shirt is usually worn by scholars, and it is particularly conspicuous in a group of men dressed in short beats, and this middle-aged man looks thin and small, not like a gangster at all, although he also carries a knife in his hand, but his face is not a little fierce, on the contrary, he shows a little frightened expression.

In addition to these two people, there are also two young men who are also carrying knives around the mountain tiger, and it seems that these few are the leaders.