He had dealt with the old woman several times, and knew that she didn't care about the truth at all, and didn't care who was right or wrong. Anyway, if the silver is gone, neither he nor Wang Ding will survive, so why waste precious escape time on explanations?

"Want to escape?" Seeing that he rode away, Granny Mu staggered forward a few steps, and did not pursue, but raised her crutches and leaned heavily on the ground.

A small wind blew inexplicably in the valley, blowing a thick powder smoke towards him.

Horses walk like the wind, this is just rhetoric after all. No matter how Wu Laoba spurred his mount, Feng'er still caught up with him lightly and skillfully, and wrapped this man and horse in a pink dreamlike mist.

Wu Laoba suddenly felt a burst of sweetness in his mouth and nose, and then his internal organs swelled as if they were about to crack. He suddenly lost strength in his hands and feet, and he spurted a mouthful of blood from the sky and fell off the horse.

Normally, the wooden sign he wears around his waist protects him from the Peach Miasma. However, this brand is from Granny Mu, and she has 10,000 ways to make it invalid.

Click, click, Wu Laoba heard two crisp sounds.

The first sound was that the horse broke its front leg - the new one, like his beloved horse, could not escape the fate of the horse's stumbling hooves.

The second sound was that he fell from the galloping horse and broke his neck on the stone.

Before falling into complete darkness, he suddenly remembered the sweet dream he had had last night.

Yes, every detail was remembered.

Last night, the fairy-looking woman came uninvited, stood beside his bedside, and with a smile that no one could refuse, asked about the bandit nest and Granny Mu in Poisonfang Mountain. The strange thing is that Wu Laoba usually prides himself on being vigilant, but at that time he actually looked at her blankly, answering all questions, and knowing everything.

After getting the answer she wanted to know, the beautiful woman was very satisfied, and finally made a request to him:

"Will you give me the gold?" her voice was softer and more ironing, "and then go to the back of the stable and dig some stones, which weigh as much as the gold." ”

Between the lightning and the fire, Wu Laoba understood at once:

Wang Ding was not wrong, it was no one else who was the one who transferred the gold, it was himself! No wonder he woke up this morning with dirt on his fingers and mud on his couch.

He subconsciously looked at his fingers, but unfortunately his eyelids were getting heavier......

The last thing that catches my eye is a pair of small feet wearing embroidered shoes.

Embroidered shoes of the wooden mother-in-law.

Wu Laoba suddenly wanted to laugh. He couldn't remember how many people he had sent to the wooden mother-in-law's staff.

Now, it's his turn.

......

When Granny Mu was content to retract her staff, two horses galloped in the distance and stopped on the outskirts of the medicine field.

There was only one mountain bandit immediately, and he was also holding another big horse in his hand: "Granny Mu, the officers and soldiers are coming, our leader is invited!"

There was still a dried corpse lying on the ground, and he didn't have time to take a closer look—on Granny Mu's territory, when was there no such thing?

The miasma that protects Poison Fang Mountain is arranged by Granny Mu, and her relationship with the mountain bandits is naturally close, and she saw the fireworks in the sky again, and knew that the situation was urgent, so she bowed her head: "Let's go." ”

I just saw her flipping over the clouds, covering the rain on her hands, killing people in talking and laughing, but at this time she climbed on the back of the horse but struggled, and she reluctantly took it with the help of the mountain bandits.

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In the dense forest, Shen Gu quickened his pace: "That kid deliberately brought us here, maybe he wanted to use the poisonous miasma to get rid of the pursuers to prevent future troubles. Be careful, this may well be a trap!"

Everyone roared in response.

Shen Gu's henchman admonished: "This little beggar is as fearless as the mountain bandits, could it be that they were originally a gang? ”

His words are reasonable and in line with the current situation. Shen Gu thought about it from here, but his heart was even more shocked: "If this beggar and the mountain bandit were originally in a group, and he got the treasure from the Ye family in Yicheng, is it really just a coincidence......? These mountain bandits are just country bandits, and it is impossible for them to have anything to do with the victorious king, otherwise the treasure would have been taken away by the victorious king's men in Yicheng, why would it fall into the hands of this beggar, and why would the victorious king's men hunt him down?"

These many clues are tangled together, and they are constantly being sorted out, cut and broken.

Seeing that his face was not good, the henchman lowered his voice and said, "Maybe the problem is all with that treasure?"

Shen Gu glanced at him, with the intention of blaming, and his henchman quickly closed his mouth.

How could Shen Gu not think about this question, but the Son of Heaven only told him to bring back the royal treasure managed by the Ye family in Yicheng, at most, to describe the appearance and characteristics of that thing, so that he would not make a mistake. As for the real use of this thing, the emperor didn't say a word!

Even Shen Gu made a slight tentative remark, but he was blamed. The Son of Heaven only said, that thing is strange, and ordinary people are not blessed at all.

Shen Gu was also very resentful in his heart at this time, but what could he do to be a subordinate?

Every quarter of an hour, the torches will become dim, and the peach mist will take the opportunity to invade, and Mr. Zuo must spurt out another mouthful of blood in his heart to dispel it. After doing this a few times, his expression also shriveled a little.

The trails here are hidden from time to time, and most people may not notice the few human tracks hidden under the branches and leaves. This kind of trace cannot be stepped on by the little beggar alone.

That means they did find a secret passage for the bandits to enter and exit Poisonfang Mountain.

The road was not wrong.

At this moment, the sky not far away suddenly exploded into fireworks.

The three colors of blue, red and yellow fill the entire sky.

In the deep mountains and old forests, you can even see such fire trees and silver flowers.

Shen Gu's henchman lost his voice and said, "It's not good!"

This place should be very close to the mountain bandits' den, and the three fireworks signals will go to the sky, and the enemy will soon come.

Shen Gu's face was also as black as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, they are really a gang!" The little beggar specially introduced the pursuers into the miasma forest, and now he has sent a message to report the location, which is not enough to show that he and the mountain bandits are a nest of snakes and rats?

That's a bit tricky.

The little beggar was already as slippery as a loach alone, and now he has mountain bandits as backers. When the dignified pacification envoy still had 100,000 soldiers and horses under his command, of course he would not look at a nest of robbers, but now......

Now he stands on someone's turf.

"All speed up!" Shen Gu ordered to send it down, without the slightest luck, "Get ready for battle!"

The fireworks ahead at least showed that they were not following the wrong direction. Isn't it?

By this time, everyone had already walked into the depths of the dense forest, surrounded by plants that they had seen or had never seen before. As time passed, the light in the forest became darker, and everyone often stumbled over the roots of the trees under their feet.

Through the pitifully small gaps in the branches and leaves, you can see that the sky above is really about to get dark.

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