Hong Chen assumed the pseudonym of Black Tea in the caravan, claiming that he grew up in the Xiliang junction of Yuguo, and now he wants to go to South Vietnam. And this caravan itself was partnered with several South Vietnamese merchants, who brought silk and satin tea from the south of the Yangtze River and dried mushrooms and spices from Huangzhou to Xiliang to sell, and now they have entered wolf skins and fox skins from the grassland and returned to the south to sell. In the chat with them, Hong Chen also added a lot of understanding of the South Vietnamese country.

The first few days of entering the mountain were uneventful. But on the sixth day, after seeing a few bloodstains on the mountain road, the merchants' expressions became much more worried. The fur trade has always been dominated by several sects in South Vietnam, and any other private traders must first collect two cents of tax, and there is basically no profit. In order to avoid the checkpoints on the official road, they chose to take risks and take the mountain road where bandits often haunt. Those few inexplicable bloodstains really scared them enough.

The martial artist who took the lead tried his best to make them relax, patted his chest and said: "We have twenty-three good players here, all of them have unique skills, and most of them have walked this road more than once. When the merchants heard this, they relaxed a little and laughed again.

But that night, they were surrounded by a gang of bandits. How could a few merchants be willing to hand over their goods and money? The leading martial artist persuaded them: "I say, my lords, do you understand the truth of destroying wealth and eliminating disasters? People only come to rob money, and they don't want your life." They are all businessmen, so it's a big deal to lose money this time?"

A merchant said: "We paid you to keep us safe! Why are you faster than us when you see a bandit now?" The leading martial artist scolded: "If you earn money, you can't have a life to spend? Just the melons and dates you gave are enough for Lao Tzu to work hard? If you like to listen, you will listen to it, and if you don't listen to it, you will pull it down! Lao Tzu will not care about you!" After speaking, he was about to throw his hand and leave, but was dragged by the merchant again.

The thieves also lost their patience, and the leader came with two minions carrying knives, and went directly to the car to look through the goods. The head of the bandit saw Hong Chen's snow treading again, and his eyes lit up: "This is a good horse on the prairie!

Hong Chen was going to deal with this gang of thieves, but he was afraid that there were too many of them, and he was carrying bows and arrows, if he did it rashly, the situation would be chaotic, and he would hurt the innocent merchants. Seeing the bandit head approaching, he stepped forward and put a knife against his neck.

As soon as the bandit leader was restrained, the whole gang of bandits had to surrender. Hong Chen ordered the martial artists to leave first with the merchants and their horses, and he waited at the end. The head of the bandit hated Hong Chen's teeth so much that he endured it for the time being, and as soon as he was released, he let his subordinates release arrows and killed this kid.

Hong Chen waited until the caravan was far away, and then cut off the head of the bandit leader with a knife. The smell of blood on this guy's body is very strong, and the blood stains he saw on the road before should be left by him after killing the passing merchant in front of him. Dealing with this group of real bandits, Hong Chen was not merciful, and after killing the bandit leader, he killed several other bandits with a heavy smell of blood. The blade rose and fell, and several heads and several bodies were separated forever, but not a drop of blood was stained on the broken blade.

A few of the thieves who were scared away first, Hong Chen's knife slashed out of the air, directly cutting off their legs. All the remaining bandits were so frightened that they fell to their knees and shouted for mercy. Hong Chen also had no intention of killing all the thieves, so he asked them to report each other, and asked a few people who had committed many crimes, and they were killed with one knife, and the rest of the people only chopped off one of their fingers one by one, so that they would not come out to do evil again in their lives.

It didn't take much time for Hongchen to deal with these bandits, and it didn't take much time to catch up with the caravan and ask them for new clothes to wear. The people of the caravan saw Hong Chen carrying a broken blade, covered in blood, and thought that the ghost was coming, so they were startled, and said one after another: "Righteous man, you died for us, we will be grateful to you for the rest of our lives! Burn incense for you every day, since you do good deeds, then do good deeds to the end, it is the thieves who harm you, you go to them to ask for your life, don't come to us!"

It wasn't until Hong Chen took off his bloody clothes that people knew that this young man had retreated from the hands of the bandits, and they couldn't help but be amazed. Hong Chen didn't say much, but said that the gang of thieves didn't dare to come to trouble anymore, so everyone could continue to walk with confidence. The leading martial artist laughed: "I knew from the beginning that this young man had a unique skill, so I invited him to join the team!" The merchant next to him immediately retorted: "Nonsense, at that time, it was obviously you one hundred and eighty unwilling, saying that the black tea young man was very likely to be a thief and spy who mixed in! If I hadn't seen that he was young and simple, and invited him to accompany him, I would have been killed by you this time!" The expression of the leading martial artist suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

After the merchants knew that Hong Chen's martial arts were powerful, their attitudes immediately became respectful, and they had to take out money to thank them. Hong Chen didn't accept it all, but he didn't refuse it all, and took three hundred taels of silver as a commission for escorting the line.

With Hongchen in charge of protection, although the caravan suffered another bandit after that, it still did not suffer any losses, and finally rushed through the mountains before the Mid-Autumn Festival this year and arrived at Huangrong City, the largest city in Huangzhou. When they entered the city, the caravan went their separate ways, each to his own business.

Hong Chen refused the request of a merchant to continue walking, and led a horse to the city in search of food. When I arrived at a small shop to eat cold skewers, I heard the people at the table next to me talking while drinking: "Ahaha, I said at the beginning, Xiliang's matter is not so simple, you want to bet with me if you are not convinced." Now look, here's a complete reversal! Look at me, I'm not going to slaughter you melon baby. ”

Hong Chen was curious, he had been in the mountains for a while, isolated from the outside world, could it be that something happened in Xiliang, so he came to the table and asked: "A few friends, I came from Qiangzhou on the mountain road, and I only walked out of the mountains today and arrived in Huangrong City." I don't know what happened in Xiliang, did it affect the tribes on the grassland of Qiangzhou?"

"It turned out to be a friend from the grassland, eat skewers, eat skewers!" A person at the table handed over a handful of skewers and said, "Friends on the grassland are very hospitable, I went to the grassland ten years ago, and your people there are so enthusiastic, let me eat and drink for nothing for many days!"

"Friend, we're not in a hurry to eat. Hong Chen didn't pick up the strings, and continued to ask, "What happened to Xiliang?"

"If you want to talk about what happened in Xiliang, it's really exciting, it's really beyond the expectations of ordinary people!" the man slapped his thigh, "If you only came out of the mountain today, judging from the days, you should have just heard about the white lone wolf killing the wolf Khan before entering the mountain." ”

Hong Chen nodded: "That's true." ”

"Then I'm afraid you don't know, Xiliang has changed emperors!" The man first took a bite of the skewers, and then wiped the red oil on his mouth, before he said to Hong Chen, who was staring at him with wide eyes and pricked up his ears, "The original Xiliang Emperor subdued Qiangzhou, and the white lone wolf, who made the greatest contribution, presented him with a map of the five thousand miles of Qiangzhou - guess what? The white lone wolf slowly unfolded a axis map for the Xiliang Emperor, and the map was displayed to the end, revealing a short sword, and the white lone wolf picked up the short sword, swung and stabbed, and used two swords. The first sword cut off the treasure knife drawn by Emperor Xiliang, and the second sword pierced into Emperor Xiliang's chest, which was protected by a layer of Ugin inner armor!"

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