The Black Wind Mountains are located in the south of the Qin State, sandwiched between the two states of Yu and Cang in the north and south, and the mountains are undulating and stretching for dozens of miles.

Due to the special geographical location and the rampant mountain bandits here, the yamen of the two state capitals of Yu and Cangzhou are unwilling to take over this mess.

The laissez-faire of the government, coupled with the fact that this place is a shortcut between the north and the south, has gradually become a gathering place for robbers, road bandits, and murderers.

Every time the snow melts in winter and spring approaches the earth, some merchant consortia will carry a large number of goods, hire a large number of dart masters and warriors, and transport these goods to all parts of the empire from south to north.

Of course, at this time, some merchants who boast of their strength or have a fluke mentality will take the risk of taking this shortcut for convenience.

On a path at the foot of the vast Black Wind Mountain, five gorgeous carriages inlaid with silver filigree lay in the middle of the road, one of them had fallen apart, and a large number of beautiful and smooth new silk were scattered all over the ground, trampled by the surrounding people.

People who know a little know that Nanmu silkworms feed on Nanmu leaves, and the silk they spit out is called Nansi, Nansi is a special product of the bitter cold land in the southwest, the output is very small, the price is expensive, and the price of an ordinary exquisite Nansi silk scarf is less to say that it also costs five taels of silver, and it is placed in Kyoto, this price can at least be doubled.

And right now, a cart full of Nansi silk worth tens of thousands of taels of silver is scattered all over the place and ignored, and the reason is that there is a tragic melee in front of him who is careless and will lose his life.

What is happening right now is a scene of mountain bandits robbing the road, and every early spring, such a scene is not uncommon in the Black Wind Mountains.

Tiezhu Village is not strong in the seven or eight groups of mountain bandits in the Black Wind Mountain Range, and the number of people is barely more than 100.

Maybe it's because the days of licking blood with knives on weekdays are too much, these mountain bandits have developed a fierce temperament that dares to kill and fight, and in the face of almost twice as many dart masters and martial artists, these mountain bandits are not afraid, and they directly kill the red eyes.

The main iron bamboo of Dazhai, as its name suggests, is tall and thin like bamboo, and the reddened tendon muscles are like iron casting, fierce and domineering. At this moment, the master of the big village was holding a half-zhang long steel knife, opening and closing, sharp and incomparable, and the opponent was suppressed and retreated. Fighting with him was a thin old man in his fifties, with a slightly bald and red face, flexible and agile, in the face of such a desperate style of play as this iron village master, he had to try his best to find a gap and barely resolve the opponent's offensive, but in this case, it was obvious that it would not last long.

Sure enough, after only half an hour of stalemate, the old man's face began to gradually become flushed, panting like a cow, sweat dripping like a stream, and his physical strength was obviously not supported.

Seeing this, the lord of the iron village burst into a shout, kicked his feet violently, and the whole person jumped up directly, and the muscles and flesh of his body instantly tensed, and at the same time, the hands holding the steel knife became extremely red, and a very rich blood spread from between the hands, and the entire half-zhang long knife body was covered by a layer of extremely thin blood.

"Break it for me!"

The long knife slashed down with the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming, and the old man was horrified, and hurriedly raised the bronze crutch in his hand and placed it across his head. It was only the next moment that a shocking scenario occurred.

With a "sonorous jump", a piercing cracking sound sounded, and the long knife attached to the blood was like an indestructible divine weapon, and it actually cut the crutch made of refined iron into two sections, and the long knife was castrated, and it was directly slashed on the top of the old man's head.

The whole skull was like a cracked watermelon, blood gushing wildly, yellow and white, and the scalp was numb to see.

In less than two hours, they were slaughtered cleanly, and the mountain bandits collected the spoils of war, cleaned up the battlefield, and after only half an hour, they returned to the stockade with a shout.

Tiezhuzhai is located on the top of a low, unnamed mountain in the Black Wind Mountains, surrounded by cliffs, with only a winding sheep intestine path leading to the top of the mountain.

Maybe it is just a good city, in the evening, the whole iron bamboo village is extremely noisy, in the open air, the lights are bright, hundreds of men light a fire, barbecue meat and drink, nonsense, very happy.

In the main hall, there is a table full of melons, fruits, wine and meat, the aroma is striking, the master of Dazhai Tiezhu Dama Jindao sits on the main seat, and the two beautiful girls next to him serve one left and one right, and the fragrant meat and wine are handed to the mouth in turn. On both sides below, there are more than a dozen stewards in the village, and the whole lobby pushes cups and changes lamps, and the atmosphere is extremely warm.

Just when everyone was drunk, a knife-wielding man who looked like a guy suddenly slipped in, and saluted to Tiezhu, the owner of the village, and said, "The owner of the village, there is a big and a small one outside, saying that there is a deal to discuss with the owner of the village!"

"Oh, why are you coming at this time?"

Hearing this, Tiezhu, the lord of Dazhai, waved his hand, and the two beautiful ladies beside him bowed and retreated outside.

"Hehe, big brother, dare to find our Tiezhu Village to do business, the people who come are not small, it is better to let them come up, there are so many of us, I am afraid that he will do something!"

On the left, a man with a drunken head and a tattooed bald head opened his mouth with his tongue wide open, and his voice fell, unsurprisingly attracting a chorus of echoes in the lobby.

However, Tiezhu, the master of Dazhai, did not let go, but rubbed his forehead, trying to make himself more sober, and after half a cup of tea, the voice slowly came, "Tell me what they look like?"

"A middle-aged Taoist, an eight- or nine-year-old Taoist boy, looks like a master and apprentice, the Taoist is dressed quite exquisitely, and the Taoist looks a little stupid, and now he is waiting outside the village. ”

As if he didn't expect the owner of the village to ask this question, the messenger was slightly stunned, and said in some ominous words.

"Well, bring them over first, and remember to be polite for the time being. ”

Tie Zhu waved his hand, holding his somewhat dizzy head, squinting, and said weakly.

"The wine and meat are fragrant, it seems that the Taoist master came at the right time. ”

But for a moment, a slightly playful voice came from outside the lobby, and there was a hint of sarcasm in the voice, but at this moment, the directors of Tiezhu Zhai Village were already drunk and couldn't stand steadily, where could they hear it.

"You Taoist priest, if you have a fart, let it go quickly, delay the grandfathers to eat and drink, and kill you carefully. ”

The bald tattooed man who had just spoken slapped the table, stood up directly staggered, and said viciously to the Taoist priest, and as he spoke, he had come to the front crookedly.

Seeing this scene, beside the Taoist, the fool who was holding the Yin Soul Banner in his left hand, a half-human-sized purple gourd in his right hand, and a heavy package on his back grinned, and his laughter seemed to be a little more pleasant than before.

Hearing the bald man's words, the face of the Taoist, who was originally full of three-point banter, sank, and then snorted coldly, and did not talk nonsense, his right hand leaned forward, and fell directly on the bald man's neck, and said with a smile, "Huh...... If you don't know what is dead or alive, you dare to call yourself "master" in front of the Taoist master?"

At the same time as the voice fell, his right hand was clenched fiercely, and a tooth-sore "creak" sound was extremely crisp throughout the entire lobby, and the bald man with the tattoo didn't have time to struggle in the slightest, and was directly twisted and broken, like a broken sack, and was thrown aside by the Taoist at will.

No one would have thought that on their own territory, the Taoist in front of him would do it directly without saying a word, until the bald man fell to the ground, and the originally drunk people came back to their senses, and in anger, they pulled out the steel knives under the table, and they rushed up and cut the Taoist in front of them into a posture of pulp. Even Tiezhu, the lord of Dazhai, showed a frightened and angry expression, and suddenly got up from the first seat, his face was bruised, and his face was blood-red.

"Good come, Dao Ye will accompany you to activities today. ”

Seeing everyone surrounding and killing, the fierce Taoist not only did not have the slightest panic on his face, but was eager to try, and casually took out a pale yellow rune paper from his waist, and under the urging, he directly attached it to his chest, and suddenly, a faint golden light extended from the rune paper, firmly wrapping the entire body.

The golden light talisman can be condensed into a golden light cover outside the body after urging, which is invulnerable to water and fire, invulnerable, until the spiritual power on the talisman is exhausted, and the Taoist used it to deal with the ghost in the backyard of the Chen family in Liucheng half a month ago.

With the addition of rune paper, the Taoist didn't know where to find a long knife, and rushed towards the crowd without dodging.

On the side, the fool held the flag in his left hand, put the purple wood gourd he was originally holding in his right hand under his buttocks, crossed Erlang's legs, and watched the play in a beautiful way.

At this moment, everyone's eyes in the hall were focused on the life-and-death battle between the two sides, and they didn't notice that the stupid man's lips were moving, and on the black banner, the appearance of a stunning girl loomed, whispering something with a panicked face, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes nodding, and finally the hesitation on his face was replaced by a touch of firmness.