This winter's heavy snow came exceptionally early.

During the season when the mountains are covered by heavy snowfall, few outsiders enter the mountains. Even the most experienced local hunters are reluctant to set foot in this great Wushan at such times.

Ordinary people would probably only think that the bad weather made the hunters afraid to enter the mountain easily.

However, what is unexpected is that in the depths of this Dawu Mountain, there is a lot of people, like a busy city. Everywhere you go, you can see burning bonfires and weapons scattered all over the place, as well as patrol figures that can be seen in the shadows from time to time.

This is a group of bandits living in the mountains!

In a snowdrift more than a hundred feet away from the bandit camp, a young man in a snow-white velvet coat and hat lowered his figure and hid on the back slope, revealing only a pair of slippery eyes, carefully probing the camp crowded with people in the distance.

This young man is none other than Chang Xi.

At this time, Chang Xi was already dressed in a snow-white velvet suit to keep out the cold and warmth, and he was no longer dilapidated and old before.

Before getting Yuehong, Chang Xi hunted beasts only to obtain some ingredients to satisfy his hunger, and the fur and some rare materials on those beasts had no way to start. He had also tried to cut the leather of beasts with a knife he carried with him, and the results were not surprisingly bad. Not only are the tattered furs not bought, but they can't even be sewn into warm clothing.

But after getting Yuehong, this thorny problem was finally solved. The razor-sharp Rainbow was no less easy to use to cut leather and dissect the carcasses of beasts. Chang Xi sold all the exquisitely cut beast skins and rare materials on the market when passing through some towns and exchanged them for the necessary outfits in the cold winter season and a few items that he was in short supply, and then came to this Dawu Mountain, which was already covered by heavy snow.

"This Great Wushan is really like the town below the mountain, and it is occupied by a gang of bandits. I heard that a month ago, the local government sent a lot of officers and soldiers to the mountain to clear out the bandits, but why are these bandits still occupying the mountain here?"

Chang Xi retracted his head into the snowdrift on the back slope, hesitating whether to continue to touch the depths of Dawu Mountain and rush north. If you bypass Dawu Mountain, you can naturally avoid these bandits and avoid a lot of trouble, but if you take a detour, in this bad snowy weather, at least nearly half a month will be wasted.

Three years have passed the halfway mark, and every remaining day is as precious as gold.

Chang Xi weighed it again and again, gritted his teeth, and decided to break into this big Wushan!

......

Although it was a cold winter at this time, Wang Tianba's heart was on fire.

In the hot camp hall, the wine cases are neat and tidy. In the midst of the staggering, Wang Tianba picked up the wine glass and stood up, bowed down to the gray-robed old man who was sitting at the top of the hall and hugged a delicate woman, and said: "Huang Shangxian, today's wine banquet has the respect of an immortal like you, it can really be described as a flourishing and shining! This wine is the most cherished "Drunken Hundred Plums" in the vicinity of a hundred miles, and the number is very small. Specially prepared for you, please also taste it. ”

"Hahahaha, Wang Zhai Master, you are very hearted, very hearted! The old man is very satisfied with this matter. Ahahahaha!" Huang Shangxian drank the "drunken hundred plums" in the cup in one gulp, but the other free hand kept wandering in the soft place of the beauty in his arms, which made the beauty gasp for a while.

"But Lord Wangzhai, what happened to the things I explained last time?" Huang Shangxian put down his wine glass and asked.

The smile on Wang Tianba's face froze, and he lowered his waist a few points and said, "Soon, soon! Shangxian You have already collected a lot of those medicinal materials, and I will order the people below to get the rest as soon as possible." With that, he took out a delicate golden velvet bag from under the wine table and handed it to Huang Shangxian.

Huang Shangxian opened the golden velvet bag and put it down after only a glance, and with a flash of his hand on his waist, the golden velvet bag disappeared. This hand shocked everyone present, and the delicate woman in her arms covered her mouth lightly and exclaimed, she was so close to the fairy that she didn't know what happened to make the golden velvet bag disappear out of thin air under her nose.

Huang Shangxian saw the expressions of everyone in the hall in his eyes, and the smug and contemptuous in his heart became even stronger. Glancing at Wang Tianba, he said: "Lord Wangzhai, if you want this immortal to make another move for you in the future, then I hope that the remaining half of the medicinal materials can be delivered to me as soon as possible." ”

"Definitely! definitely!" Wang Tianba's fluttering heart finally swallowed back into his stomach. Huang Shangxian asked for many of these herbs that he had never heard of, and after many inquiries, he had to know that these herbs were rare things that only those who cultivated immortals could use when they broke through the bottleneck and stabilized the realm, and they only occasionally flowed out in some high-end auction houses. Wang Tianba made up his mind, and these days he will conduct a big sweep of several auction houses in other towns under the mountain, and he will gather the remaining herbs no matter what.

Wang Tianba was very afraid of this Huang Shangxian.

Since the outbreak of the demonic disaster, the entire Huizhou territory can be described as a mourning. Wang Tianba took advantage of the fact that the demonic disaster in Huizhou had just gone and the pain had not healed, and often led hundreds of brothers from Heifeng Village to rob those small towns that had suffered heavy losses. The Black Wind Village, which burned, killed, plundered, and did all kinds of evil, naturally became the primary target of the government's suppression of bandits.

When Heifeng Village was surrounded and suppressed by the government and exiled to the area of Dawu Mountain, in an inconspicuous Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain, Wang Tianba was able to meet this Huang Shangxian. This Huang Shangxian performed a few tricks that seemed astonishing to him, promising to save him from exile, but the reward was also extremely expensive.

After figuring out the greedy and lustful character of this Huang Shangxian, the desperate Wang Tianba had to spend a lot of money to satisfy the appetite of this Shangxian. Under Huang Shangxian's arrangement, the government army that had been encircled and suppressed all the way was led to the depths of Dawu Mountain and brutally killed. However, the government will never sit idly by and watch such huge losses, and will definitely organize more powerful forces to encircle and suppress them again. If there is no Huang Shangxian, there is only a dead end waiting for them.

"The owner of the village, the owner of the village!"

Just as Wang Tianba pondered which town to attack at the foot of the mountain first, the door of the camp hall was pushed open, and a bandit with an obscene face rushed into the hall shouting.

Huang Shangxian, who was on a high seat, had a cold gaze and a very displeased expression. Seeing this, Wang Tianba hurriedly stood up and scolded: "Liu San, today my Black Wind Village is fortunate to be able to entertain Huang Shangxian, what kind of system do you have to shout and scream like this! Why don't you quickly kneel down and pray to Shangxian for forgiveness for your crime of collision?"

The bandit who called Liu San remembered that today was the day when the owner of the village feasted on the immortals. Recalling the situation of this Shangxian who did not change his color a few days ago and killed the hundreds of elites of the official government who entered the mountain to suppress bandits, Liu San couldn't help but feel like a dead soul, and his legs and stomach were weak and he collapsed in front of the gate: "Shangxian spares his life! Shangxian spares his life! The villain just has something important to tell him, and accidentally collides with Shangxian! Please spare Shangxian!" Liu San's forehead slammed heavily on the uneven bluestone slab and did not stop at all, bringing up a puddle of blood.

"That's enough, get up. Tell me also to the immortals, what do you have to say? Huang Shangxian's indifferent voice came from the high seat.

Wang Tianba, who was under the high seat, heard Huang Shangxian say so arrogantly, a trace of gloom flashed in his lowered eyes, and then quickly recovered to his original state.

Huang Shangxian's words sounded like a heavenly voice to Liu San at this time, and he raised his bloodstained head and said hoarsely: "Thank you for your grace! Thank you for your grace! It came to pass that the brothers who were patrolling the mountains caught a couple who had come up to the mountains to pick ginseng. The brothers found that the woman's appearance was very good, and the beautiful women around Dawu Mountain were really rare on this cold day, so the brothers naturally did not dare to deal with it casually, so the little one rushed to report the news as soon as possible. ”

"Oh, some beautiful women, Benxian is also a little tired of these days. Wang Zhai Lord, why don't you go and have a look together?" Huang Shangxian let go of the hand that was holding the delicate woman's waist, no matter how coquettish the delicate woman was, she never looked back, and smiled at the Wang Zhai Lord under the seat.

Huang Shangxian's eyes flashed with a clear trace of desire, how could Wang Tianba not see it. The delicate woman served Huang Shangxian for several days, and Huang Shangxian probably lost interest in her. In desperation, he had to walk out of the hall behind Huang Shangxian with a smiley face.

......

"Bang!"

A fist slammed into the snowdrift.

Chang Xi's face was gloomy as water, the anger accumulated in his chest had nowhere to vent, and his fists stained with snow and frost trembled in his sleeves.

In a huge snow pit of more than ten feet in the mountain col, it was full of mutilated corpses of government soldiers!

He finally knew why the army of bandits sent by the government had not been heard from after entering Dawu Mountain. It turned out that they had all been killed by the bandits and slept here.

The outposts around the depths of Dawu Mountain didn't know what was happening, and suddenly they all left the established patrol route and rushed in the direction of the central camp.

Chang Xi took the opportunity to jump into the pit and carefully investigate the bodies of these soldiers. It was found that many of the corpses had extremely neat wounds, which did not resemble injuries caused by ordinary sharp weapons. He had a vague feeling that something extremely sharp should have killed all these government soldiers, leaving them not much chance to react.

In this Great Wu Mountain, I'm afraid there is a real master...

Chang Xi put down a severed arm in his hand, jumped out of the pit, turned around and took off his velvet hat and bowed deeply to these soldiers who had died in a foreign land.

After a long time, Chang Xi slowly put on his velvet hat, and the anger in his eyes was gone, replaced by an indescribable coldness.

"Please... Please... Leave us alone..."

At this moment, a woman's mournful cry came from the direction of the camp in the distance, although it was not loud, but it was very obvious in this extremely quiet snowy forest.

Chang Xi heard the pleading, but his eyes were staring at the snow pit in front of him where countless loyal bones were buried. Twisting the sharp arrow feathers in the quiver behind him, the corners of his mouth grinned in a cold arc, and he turned around and disappeared into the snow forest.