It turns out that the situation described in the letter is not exaggerated in the slightest. Before Ling Muyu arrived in Fuzhou City, he had already heard a lot of rumors about this mourning prison bandit at the wine shop and tea stall on the road: it turned out that the rampant mountain bandits in this place were not due to the laxity and inaction of the Fuzhou government, but that the bandit problem was really not something that ordinary officers and soldiers could solve.

It is said that the leader of the Ailao Mountain bandits, known as the "evil clouds and evil winds", Jiang Yanhuai, is not an ordinary reckless and evil man, when he was young, he worshiped under the South Shaolin Sect in Fujian, learned a martial art as a lay disciple, and then participated in the selection of the Fuzhou Mansion School, and became a military attache who was not too small, and then somehow, he actually killed 11 officers in the same battalion for no reason, and instigated more than 100 people and horses to burn the camp together, against the imperial court, and went to the Ailao Mountain on the outskirts of Fuzhou City to fall into the grass. The local government was furious and sent more than a dozen people to the mountain to suppress the bandits, but Jiang Yanhuai is also a person with real talent and learning, and most of the bandits under him are from sergeants, in comparison, the bandit soldiers of the imperial court are more like a rabble. Jiang Yanhuai's men and horses cleverly set up various traps and countless ambushes on Ailao Mountain, and most of the outsiders could not even see the mountain gate, so they died in it. Over time, the government couldn't take him, so he turned a blind eye, fortunately he didn't often go down the mountain, about more than a month to entangle people and horses down the mountain to commit crimes, and every time he committed a crime, it was like opening the eyes of the sky, and he could go straight to the richest family in the plundered village, and after looting, he quickly disappeared, like a ghost.

After Ling Muyu arrived in Fuzhou as a disciple of Wudang, he would naturally not be hindered by these hearsay and all kinds of exaggerated rumors, but he also knew that there was no false person under the name of "evil", and he did not despise it, so he took advantage of the night to touch the back mountain, wanting to really understand the reality of this Ailao Mountain and Jiang Yanhuai. Taking down the various traps at the foot of the mountain can block ordinary officers and soldiers, but in the eyes of the gods, it is naturally easy. But the more Ling Muyu climbed up, the more frightened he became: "Although these traps along the way seem crude, after careful consideration, they are already in line with the principles of Qimen, I think that the person who set up the trap is not unable to complete more elaborate mechanisms, but he just feels that such crude things are enough to deal with the situation, and there is no need to worry too much." Ling Muyu cautiously walked up for about half a mile, bypassing the two sentry posts, but the road in front of him could not be avoided no matter what, and said in his heart: "I am not going to let anyone know about this trip, I haven't even entered Fuzhou City, so Jiang Yanhuai naturally can't know that there will be people from the rivers and lakes who will come to him to find trouble. However, if you come down the mountain, it will fall short, so it is better to take this opportunity to hit him by surprise, directly touch the peak, and capture the king first, thinking that Jiang Yanhuai has some talents, but after all, he has only practiced a few years of superficial external skills in Shaolin, and I will not lose under the sneak attack with all my might. ”

After the discussion, Ling Muyu took advantage of the cover of the night to touch the two thieves in front of him, and took advantage of his unpreparedness, the hidden weapon in his hand hit the two of them, Ling Muyu practiced normally, it has always been difficult to calm down, the internal strength is not pure, and the hidden weapon kung fu in his hand is even more rusty, the first person on the left fell in response, and the hidden weapon that hit the person on the right was crooked by half an inch, fortunately, Ling Muyu seemed to have expected that he would be crooked, when the hidden weapon was issued, he had already deceived the forward, pointed to the person's acupoint, and passed this level safely.

After putting down the two, Ling Muyu added two more fingers, so that they would not wake up before dawn, he groped on the two of them casually, and took out two small square bronze medals from the chests of the two, one of which was engraved with the word "knife", and the other was the word "gun". Ling Muyu looked at the single knife on one person's waist and the spear behind the other, "Interesting, this small Ailao Mountain, isn't it the same as the imperial court, what kind of single knife battalion and spear battalion are there?" Ling Muyu's guess was not wrong, since this bandit leader of Ailao Mountain was created by Jiang Yanhuai on the basis of sergeants, some rules and systems are naturally the same as those in the barracks. There are four teams on this Ailao Mountain, which are "knives, guns, arrows, and guards", among which the knife team uses single knives, double knives, machetes, lancets, etc., and the gun team is long weapons such as spears, maces, and convenient shovels; the arrow team is equipped with strong bows and crossbows; and the last guard is the strongest group of martial arts among the entire Ailao bandits, responsible for the guards of Jiang Yanhuai and the news under the mountain on weekdays.

It's also strange that after Ling Muyu crossed this sentry, he walked up for two miles, but he didn't encounter a single post, "It can't be outside the golden jade, the outside is strictly guarded, but this is unimpeded when it comes to the hinterland, since there is no obstruction, according to the setting of the simple organ under the mountain, it should be that there is no need to add manpower to guard this road, huh?" Ling Muyu suddenly stopped at this moment, sniffed into the air, as if he knew something, walked a few steps to the sides quickly, leaned over and swept away the bushes under his feet, and by the moonlight, he found that there were patches of yellow flowers that looked like rhododendrons growing here, but the leaves and corollas were larger than usual.

Ling Muyu was relieved, took out two Tianxin Detoxification Pills from his arms and took them, and couldn't help but admire and admire: "Troubled Sunflower." This 'evil cloud and evil wind' is really not simple, and even knows how to use poison, no wonder there is no need to send someone to guard this section of the road, if you prepare some medicine that attacks immediately, it is inevitable that there will be a late inhaler who will escape when he sees this, so that the news will spread, and the enemy can be prepared. And this road is full of yang pollen, once the human body is inhaled, a stick of incense will become a very strong drug, if there is a court army lucky to come here, when it reaches the peak, the toxicity just happens, ordinary people must faint directly, and they have to be slaughtered. ”

At this moment, Ling Muyu no longer dared to have the slightest contempt in his heart, his kung fu did not have any brilliance, but in the past two years of walking in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many people with martial arts stronger than him folded under his hands, relying on nothing more than the assistance of stratagems, traps and even some drugs, so he knows a truth: a person's strength and weakness cannot be judged from simple martial arts attainments. Thinking of this, Ling Muyu couldn't help but shake his head again, "Not really, as the saying goes, one force will drop ten times, if I have the same martial arts as the leader of the Fox Alliance, a long sword can directly cleanse the demons, how can I use any tricks." ”

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