Although it has not been long since entering Tibet, and it is still very close to the border pass, the night here is darker than that of the Central Plains of the Great Song Dynasty. Although the wind www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion is not big, the chill that can be carried is very strong.

I didn't lower the curtains, and I always felt like I had left my hometown as I watched the carriage slowly drive along the uneven and even a few deep pits on the dirt road. Maybe people who go out have this feeling, and maybe this feeling will be more profound when stepping on a foreign land.

Looking at the sky that had completely darkened, I said to the horseman, "Brother Qi, how long do we have to get to the Black Wind Ridge?"

The horseman surnamed Qi shook the reins in his hand, the two horses neighed softly, walked a few steps forward, and even followed the carriage a little further, he smiled and said, "Gu Shaoxia, we have reached the range of the Black Wind Ridge. ”

I'm a little surprised, there are trees all around, I can't see what is behind the trees, but it doesn't look like there are mountains.

The coachman surnamed Qi said: "The land of Tibet is vast and sparsely populated, and those powerful tribes will not choose the border pass to set up camp, and they often occupy the hinterland of Tibet as the king, and the area occupied is not ordinarily large. These bandits of the Black Wind Ridge are also following the example of those big tribes, and the mountains and forests around the Black Wind Ridge have been widened, and there is really a lot of land, although the Black Wind Ridge has not yet arrived, but we have already stepped into their territory. ”

I said, "Then who is the leader of this Black Wind Ridge?"

The coachman surnamed Qi smiled: "Gu Shaoxia, if you ask about this matter, I don't know." The Western Regions are not as stable as the Central Plains, and there are often conquests between tribes, even if it is a Black Wind Ridge, it is often invaded by outsiders, and it has been fought and killed for many years, who knows who the leader of the Black Wind Ridge is now. However, I know that the Black Wind Ridge is a shortcut road, and if I detour, I am afraid that it will take hundreds of miles more. ”

As early as on the way here, Su Qingyao told me that the land of the Western Regions was very chaotic, and it was controlled by some big tribes, and those weak tribes had to keep moving in order to live a stable life. Who would have thought that even the life of a bandit would not be easy here.

I didn't speak again.

The carriage went very slowly, and went on for several miles, and in the darkness I could faintly see the shadow of a mountain in front of me. If the mountain shadow in front of you is where the Black Wind Ridge bandit cottage is located, then the place occupied by these bandits is indeed larger. From this point of view alone, the power of the Tubo bandits is much greater than that of the Great Song Dynasty bandits.

I can't help but feel funny when I think about it. If there is a comparison between the bandits, it is probably a comparison of who has the most on the mountain, right?

Just as he was looking from afar, suddenly, the carriage in front of him stopped, and he saw Cheng Fuhai walking down from the carriage. We also jumped out of the carriage, and when we ran to Cheng Fuhai's side, we saw a thick tree trunk on the road not far ahead. As we walked along the road, it was lined with thick trees, and it looked as if someone had just cut it down on the side of the road and let it fall there. The trees, the thickness of two people hugging each other, fell on the bumpy road and blocked the whole road, and the carriage could not pass.

Su Qingyao took a step forward and said, "The owner ...... the village"

Cheng Fuhai waved his hand to interrupt Su Qingyao, looked around, and suddenly shouted, "Dare to ask Brother Ji Yang if he is here?"

Since Cheng Fuhai chose to walk the Black Wind Ridge, then he must be sure to walk through this place safely, which I already had a slight guess when Su Qingyao said that he walked the Black Wind Ridge. However, I feel a little strange in my heart, the owner of the dignified Central Plains Youyun Villa actually calls the thief a brother and a brother? Regarding the Youyun Villa, I still haven't figured out what kind of place it is, Cheng Fuhai has a wide range of friends, it seems that the people of the two realms of righteousness and demons and the Great Song Dynasty government have some relationship with him, and even the retired Zhongyuan also has a very good relationship with Cheng Fuhai. And now it seems that Cheng Fuhai also has acquaintances and old friends in the Western Regions.

His howling was deep and long, and there seemed to be some internal force implied in the long sound, and the sound swung away like a wave, which seemed very loud in the mountains and forests where the night was very dark at this time. I couldn't help but glance at him, the old man next to me seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil, so that people couldn't see through him.

Cheng Fuhai's long voice fell, and his echo was faintly heard in the distance, and we didn't speak, standing quietly in the breeze.

After waiting for a while, there was not the slightest movement ahead, and at this time, Jiang Shun said in a low voice: "Brother Cheng, something seems wrong?"

Jiang Shun put away his smiling face in the carriage, and at this time he looked at the woods on both sides with some suspicion. Cheng Fuhai said: "Wait a little longer, Ji Yang knows the old man's voice, the Black Wind Ridge is far away from here, and it will take some time for him to get here." ”

"The land of the Western Regions is chaotic all year round, and the territory is constantly fighting, I'm afraid that today is not the right time for us, that Ji Yang went out to thresh, hehe. ”

Cheng Fuhai said: "Wait a little longer." ”

Jiang Shun smiled again and did not speak.

We waited in place for a while, but after the tea time, there was no movement except for the slight sound of the trees on both sides with the breeze.

I was looking around when suddenly there was a "poof" in front of me, followed by a round thing rolling beside a large tree in the middle of the road. The sky was a little dark, and the shadows of the swaying trees could only be seen in the dark sky overhead, and the larger ones on the ground such as trees could be seen clearly.

Cheng Fuhai said: "Little Wu, go and have a look." ”

A man in a strong suit stepped out of the side of the carriage, and after a few steps he ran to the big tree that was lying across the road, and when he leaned down to pick up the round thing on the ground, I saw that his body seemed to tremble in the darkness.

But I heard him whisper: "The owner of the village is a human head." ”

"Ignition!"

Cheng Fuhai let out a low shout, and another person immediately walked out of the carriage, felt the fire fold from his arms, and began to light the fire.

Do not open fire when walking at night, as the fire will reveal your whereabouts, especially in the mountains where bandits are rampant, and you can't easily light a fire, a little fire will attract bandits. These are the common sense when walking darts, when walking darts in Chenyong and Yong, we do not walk at night, unless we have to do so will go overnight, but at night we are walking in the dark, for fear of lighting a fire to cause trouble.

The torches were lit, and the lights were lit all around us, and the man named Xiao Wu came with a round head.

When I got closer, I saw that the skull was full of messy hair, its face was pale and bloodless, its eyes were wide and bloodshot, and its drooping hair was full of slimy liquid, which was wrapped in a cloth and held in Xiao Wu's hands. There were scattered pieces of minced flesh around his neck, and the flesh was wrinkled, not as if it had been cut off, but as if it had been twisted off by life.

I have also encountered bandits blocking the road, most of the bandits have no rules to speak of, and the domineering ones jump out directly to grab the darts, and there is nothing to talk about. However, some bandits still have some routines, digging a deep pit in the middle of the road, or moving some large rocks to block the way of the dart cart, or inserting a knife in the middle of the road, to show that the road is mastered, and if you don't want to make a big move, you just need to leave some money to pass. This can be regarded as a thief. But at this time, the person hiding in the shadows threw a head over, and I couldn't figure out what it meant, did the person who stood in the way not want to ask for some money, but to kill us?

I couldn't help but shake the shadow chasing sword and look around vigilantly. At this time, the torch is lit, we are in the light, the other party is in the dark, although there are masters like Cheng Fuhai and Jiang Shun here, but it is always not wrong to be careful.

Cheng Fuhai glanced at this head, and said slowly forward: "I wonder if the friend in front of me can show up?"

We followed his gaze, but saw that the woods in front of us were so dark that we couldn't see anything clearly, but not long after, a voice came from the darkness ahead: "You guys...... Leave!"

Almost as soon as the man's voice fell, he heard the sound of "roar, roar, roar, ......" from the darkness ahead.

I was stunned. The man wasn't very fluent, but I could barely understand it, but the roar behind it didn't sound like it was coming from a human being. Could it be that this is the language of the locals?

Cheng Fuhai said forward: "The old man and the Ji Yang brothers are friends in previous years, the road is bumpy, the road is dangerous, please make it convenient." ”

This is the second time that Cheng Fuhai has said the name of Ji Yang, it seems that this Ji Yang's status among the bandits in the Black Wind Ridge is quite low, and most of the people in the dark ahead are going to let us go.

I was thinking like this in my heart, but I heard a sudden shout from the dark forest in front of me: "Die!"

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

As soon as the man spit out the word, he heard the strange cry from the darkness again, followed by the mountain road trembling slightly, and the darkness in front of him seemed to be like some behemoth rushing over.

At this time, the lights were on on our side, and at a glance, we saw that the front was even darker, and we couldn't see it. However, the trembling of this mountain path was obvious, and the small pebbles on the ground were beating slightly.

We were all taken aback, flashed our weapons, and stared straight ahead. The vibration became louder and louder, and the next moment, within the range of the firelight, the big tree in front of him, which was full of two people hugging each other, suddenly flew up in the air, and a big hand with charred skin was grasping the middle part of the trunk and threw the big tree fiercely.

The tree rose two feet into the air, and as it flew over, its branches and leaves rattled and mixed with strong winds, and smashed it all over our heads. The trees were already huge, and they really seemed to be like a mountain when they smashed sideways, and the surrounding woods were blown to one side by the strong wind set off by the big tree.

"Whew!"

Before the tree arrived, our clothes were already whipped by the wind blowing the hunt.

Many of the men in the escort car next to them had already raised the big knives in their hands, and there was a faint internal qi on these people's bodies, and the big knives in their hands were also haunted by a layer of internal qi, and it seemed that they were going to swing their knife qi next and cut the big tree into several pieces. I was not idle, I lifted the internal force on my right arm, and the shadow chasing sword was also haunted by my internal qi, and I was groaning, just waiting for these men to take out the sword.

Suddenly, Cheng Fuhai, who was standing at the front, suddenly swelled, but he heard him snort coldly, and his body sank slightly.

Suddenly, a hurricane suddenly blew in front of him, and the hurricane came as fast as thunder, and when the wind rose, the woods and trees around him shook violently, and the stones and dust under his feet swung in all directions.

Then, he took a step forward with his right foot, twisted his waist, and slammed his right palm forward in the air.

I only heard a "whew", and a brilliant palm qi rushed out from his right palm like a thunderbolt, and the palm qi swayed, rolling a strong wind that was seven points more violent than the strong wind carried by the big tree, and rushed towards the middle of the big tree in a whistling way.

In an instant, the flying trees and the whistling palms collided in mid-air, and I felt a loud sound of "bang" in my ears, as dull as the sound of a siege vehicle crashing into the city gate.

Seeing that the big tree "clicked" and broke in half, Cheng Fuhai's palm qi also dissipated invisibly, and the windswept wind fell towards both sides of the mountain road with two severed trees.

"Roar!"

Although the broken wood was blocked, the strong wind in the field did not dissipate, and while the trees on both sides of the mountain road were still swaying, a loud roar jumped from the darkness ahead, and the ground shook and fell seven or eight feet in front of us.

The torches around us were still shaking, but the light was already shining on the ground. I looked intently, but at the edge of the fire, a huge mandrill two feet away was snorting at us.

This mandrill was very large, the hair all over its body fell out cleanly, and its bare skin was full of rotten skin and rotten flesh, wounds and scars, and its belly was very bulging, as if it had just eaten a lot of things, and the fur on its whole huge long face had receded, revealing bloody flesh and bones. The flesh is bright red, but the flesh on its face is mottled in color, black and purple. Its eyes were round, with only a small brown pupil in the middle of the two eyeballs.

This mandrill is the largest mandrill I've ever seen, and it's a very strange one. Its shoulders were stuck with two large bones, two of which pierced its shoulders, and its ends were bound by thick iron chains, and its hands and feet were bound by iron hoops. The other end of the chain was held by a man with a disheveled head.

At first glance, the man looked like a beggar, wrapped in animal skins, with brass rings around his neck, two earlobes, and even his lower lips and nose, and two bare arms clutching iron chains, his face was dark and messy.

This man rode on the back of the mandrill's neck, pointed at us with one hand, and said, "You guys, do you know Ji Yang?"

Cheng Fuhai withdrew his right palm and said, "Yes, who is Your Excellency?"

The man's eyes narrowed and said, "If you know Ji Yang, you have to die." (To be continued.) )