Zhuge Chen and the head of the Wang family glanced at each other, and said helplessly: "Today's bandits are so difficult to mix, have they all been reduced to begging along the street?"

The head of the Wang family shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows?"

When the thieves saw the two whispering, they knew that there was no hope of getting money. Originally, they didn't leave any family background over the years, mainly because they were too kind, and they didn't seem to be able to do a good job.

When they encounter difficulties, they still have to pay upside down, even if they are large families with solid family backgrounds, they can only take some small fortunes, and those who are in distress are not even injured or broken.

The old man who led the way sometimes laughed at himself and said that they were like the rich boys, who did some good deeds that accumulated yin and virtue. In this life, I can't expect to be rich and expensive, and I have to pin my head to the waistband of my pants. But in the next life, you may be able to support a good family and enjoy all the glory and wealth.

It's just that these encouraging words are getting less and less, and he can't even eat, so how can he have the leisure to think about the next life?

I saw the old man sigh in mourning, said a few words to a few people behind him, and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Zhuge Chen couldn't smile bitterly, got off the white horse, ran to the old man's side in small steps, and said with a smile: "Didn't the old man come to rob?"

The old man was stunned, stopped and replied with a wry smile: "Aren't you looking for death, this baby?

Not to mention, even at this stage, the old man still can't let go, so he has to put such a behemoth as Yuhengshan out to support his courage.

Even Zhuge Chen has heard that the future Yuheng Mountain is naturally strong, and it is the backer of many thieves who can rob their homes so unscrupulously.

Even the lord of Yuheng Mountain was born as a bandit, and now he is still doing this kind of thing, what else do they dare not do as low-level bandits?

Talk less, do more.

This is what the mountain lord often puts on his lips, and it is even more regarded as a model by the bandits. Every young person who has just entered this profession sees it as a role model for themselves, and they all want to reach that height.

Zhuge Chen pretended to be ignorant and asked, "The old man is from Yuheng Mountain?"

The old man was embarrassed to admit it, but said ambiguously: "Not really." ”

At this moment, the head of the Wang family rode a horse, and said in a voice behind Zhuge Chen: "Yuheng Mountain is not tolerated by Dayan, and it is nothing more than that mountain lord who can survive all the time because he does have some strength, although the realm is not the destiny of heaven, but even I have a headache for the escape ability of that body." Moreover, the imperial court really did not make up its mind, and the manpower and material resources spent to completely eradicate it were undoubtedly huge. The forces of Yuheng Mountain are criss-crossed, and at least tens of thousands of elite soldiers must be called, plus Xu Shi and I can only have this certainty. ”

Perhaps it was to pity these bandits, Zhuge Chen took out two grains of broken silver and put them in the old man's hand and said: "These two pieces of broken silver should be regarded as the money left behind to buy the road, and each of us counts as one." ”

The old man looked at the young man in white in disbelief, and after thinking for a moment, he pushed back the two pieces of broken silver that were like life-saving straws to him.

After so many years of baptism of wind and frost, he didn't believe that pie would fall from the sky. What's more, the young man in white smiled too fakely, and he knew that he didn't have a good heart at first glance.

Zhuge Chen guessed his thoughts, and said helplessly: "Since the old man is so jealous, you might as well tell me the news of your Yuheng Mountain." I'll buy it with two pieces of silver, and I'll do it!"

The old man tried to figure out Zhuge Chen's thoughts, smacked a few words in his mouth over and over again, and finally said in a shocked tone: "Is the son the master of the official??"

Zhuge Chen nodded.

"I lied to you just now, we would have been good for a long time, otherwise we wouldn't have come out to beg. The old man changed his words and hurriedly defended. Today, there is already the sound of suppressing bandits in the Dayan court, and the bandits everywhere are naturally soldiers.

Zhuge Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Congliang?"

Looking at the young man in front of him who was not angry and arrogant, the old man was even more convinced that the other party was the official master.

Then Zhuge Chen put the broken silver back in the old man's hand and threatened: "Say it or not, you decide for yourself." Anyway, I've already given you the broken silver, and it's only right to spend money on things. But if you really have a temper, it will be a different matter, in that case I will respect you very much, and when I send you to the west heaven, I will tear a tear of sympathy for you. ”

At this moment, the head of the Wang family is very puzzled, Zhuge Chen's move is to send charcoal in the snow at a small level, and it is to help the world and the people at a big level! But this wealth boy can't do it, why do he still put on a good show, just to send two pieces of silver?

The old man looked at the six roads, and was already frightened by Zhuge Chen's words, and because the old man was dizzy, he mistakenly regarded the puzzled expression of the head of the Wang family as intimidation, his legs were weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Now, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "This official master, what I just said about Congliang really didn't lie to you, and our remnants of the defeated army are not subordinate to Yuheng Mountain. If it was okay a few years ago, now people don't look at us. didn't step on a few feet, and we burned high incense. ”

Zhuge Chen asked, "How do you say this?"

A trace of hatred flashed in the old man's eyes, but he was still captured by Zhuge Chen. He was really hungry, so he pulled off a few green leaves, put them in his mouth and chewed them fiercely, and said vaguely: "A few years ago, we were still called the Blue Fish Gang, and at that time the gang leader was a man who had just entered middle age. He is also a cultivator, and his cultivation is very high, and it should be called the Fortune Realm in the rivers and lakes. Although we were doing the things of bandits at that time, we didn't have the heart of bandits to do evil. When we meet the rich, we will take a little more, but it is definitely within their affordability, and sometimes we will pay a silver tael when we meet the poor. But life was good back then, and there was nothing better than a wild dog like it is now!"

The old man paused, and seemed to think that the young man in white would not know about the life of wild dogs, so he asked with a wry smile: "Wild dogs, hehe, the official master shouldn't understand!"

Who knew that Zhuge Chen actually said: "Of course I understand, the sky and the earth are big, and there is nowhere to sleep." That's pretty much it. ”

"Correct explanation! It seems that this official is also an experienced person!" The old man said sincerely: "But the thief God can't get used to us doing well, so he will let us come to a great disaster." The mountain owner of Yuheng Mountain happened to have a birthday at that time, and his subordinates went around robbing houses in order to make up a bride price, and it was not enough to borrow it from us, who were also bandits. Others like to be submissive, but our gang leader is not so temperamental, and in a fit of rage, he killed the man who had to take our belongings away. ”

Zhuge Chen interrupted his conversation and said, "I almost guessed that the mountain master of Yuheng Mountain should have killed your gang leader, and then you have fallen here without support!"

The old man nodded.

After giving away the silver and listening to a story in vain, Zhuge Chen turned over and got on his horse and prepared to leave.

He is not ready to take care of the idle affairs between the two gangs of bandits, and the grievances in the rivers and lakes have always been one person. Besides, what does this kind of black eat black have to do with him, is he really a flurry boy who wants to pull out a knife to help when he sees injustice?

But the head of the Wang family stood there and didn't move, and Zhuge Chen had to remind: "The head of the family should go, and the sooner you leave, you will arrive early." ”

The head of the Wang family ignored him, but instead grabbed the old man who turned around and asked him, "Is your helper named Zhang Qian?"

The old man nodded, and said puzzledly: "Who are you, how do you know the name of the helper?"

The head of the Wang family replied: "I don't know if Zhang Qian told you about a man named Wang Long, who drinks a lot of wine and doesn't taste good. I haven't seen him come to me for a drink in the past few years, I thought he had gone somewhere else, but I didn't think he was dead. ”

The old man had heard of this name from the mouth of his own gang leader, and every time the gang leader mentioned it, he was full of energy, and he had the meaning of hating to see each other.

The head of the Wang family pressed the handle of the saber hanging from his waist and said to himself: "Why don't you come to me when you encounter this kind of thing? You don't know my identity, is it possible that I will laugh at you? Now there is nowhere to drink, and there is nowhere to do it. Anyway, the Lord of Yuheng Mountain, right? Look at him I'll fetch his head for you now, just a pot of your most inadequate daughter red, and walk on the road to Huangquan!"

After saying that, he rushed straight into the sky and swept into the distance, and the momentum that suddenly erupted even Zhuge Chen could not help but smack his tongue.

Dragons have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die!

The lord of Yuheng Mountain may have pulled out a piece of the Wang family's head of the reverse scale this time.

The old man looked at the back of the head of the Wang family leaving, and hurriedly said to Zhuge Chen, who was still sitting on the horse: "Master Guan, hurry up and stop him, that is the master of Yuheng Mountain, it is not wishful thinking that can be killed!"

Zhuge Chen hurriedly comforted: "Don't worry, the man you heard from your own gang leader is really not simple! In terms of identity, he is the head of the Wang family, and Lun Xiuwei is even more of a bamboo basket to fetch water. A Yuheng Mountain Lord, kill and kill!"

Immediately afterwards, he also turned over and dismounted, swept out and followed behind the head of the Wang family. It's so lively, he has to make up for everything.

......

Yuhengshan has been busy up and down recently.

Especially in order to celebrate the birthday banquet of the mountain lord tonight, everyone dare not have the slightest slackness, and they can't wait to grow two more pairs of hands.

There were nearly a hundred people sitting in an orderly manner in the wide hall, all of whom were bandit leaders with heads and faces in the area of influence with Yuheng Mountain as the center. After giving the bride price, they went into the hall and found a place to sit down.

It's just that this row of seats also has a lot of exquisiteness, and the higher the natural cultivation in the front, the more respectable the status. And the mountain lord of Yuheng Mountain naturally sat at the front, and the two beautiful women beside him were coquettish in his arms, and kept sending some food to his mouth with their jade hands.

After three rounds of drinking, all the people who came to the birthday banquet and were fortunate enough to be invited into the hall got up in turn and said some festive words to please the mountain lord, which were probably auspicious words similar to the blessing of the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan.

After everyone finished speaking, it was the turn of the Lord of Yuheng Mountain to make a summary. He got up as he had done in previous years, shook his face and said, "If there is anything else to say, I will say a few words without me." ”

"Why not?" A voice came from outside the hall, and then a very thick sword aura swept through the entire hall: "The head of the southern Wang family, bring the bride price sword qi to congratulate the lord of Yuheng Mountain on his birthday!"

The Lord of Yuheng Mountain raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

At this time, the head of the Wang family stood in the middle of the hall, followed by a young man in white with an expressionless face.

I saw the head of the Wang family stick his knife on the ground and said loudly: "Congratulations, it's time to talk about some grievances and hatred." The Lord of Yuheng Mountain is bothering you with something, or you will kill yourself, or I will have to kill you with my own hands! ”