The stars and moon are brilliant, and the eyes are full of green mountains.

The mountain is gentle, except for the lush forest, there is no peculiarity, the five horsemen slowly ascend through the mountain road, and countless torches can be seen gathered on the top of the mountain in the distance, like a huge fire lotus blooming.

Liu Tugou took the lead, his demeanor was calm, and even a little lazy and casual.

Yang Xiongji rode the bull past the other three hundred cavalry commanders, and after catching up with Liu Tugou, he imperceptibly snorted behind him, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "The second brother is not authentic, and his appearance is ugly, so he is not afraid of being divided, so he has a different heart?"

What he said was clueless, but it was obvious that Liu Tugou transferred all the centurions and ordered his henchman Xu Dongjiang to control all the soldiers.

Liu Tugou smiled dumbly, which of the three people behind him was not a refined and thoughtful person, and they were so close that it was difficult to see and hear the small movements of this guy, and at this moment he wanted to cover up, almost straightforwardly and honestly, thinking that it was not only to give him a wake-up call, but also to help knock and knock on the three hundred horsemen who had taken refuge in the near future, as long as they were in the right position, it didn't matter if they were estranged.

Thinking of this, Liu Tugou shook his head helplessly and said: "You have a lot of eyes, if you can use it in cultivation, I'm afraid that you have already been inspired." ”

He turned his head around, his gaze swept over the three calm and solemn faces that didn't show the slightest abnormality, and grinned: "Brother Ren is already a grandmaster, should he know my mind?"

Ren Xichou hesitated slightly, nodded and said: "My subordinates try to say a thing or two, the cultivation of the soldier family is actually similar to the Shinto on the mountain, the key is to gather the people, once lost, it is a situation where the tree falls and the house collapses." The road is difficult, no matter what the means, it must fall on your own family after all, otherwise it will be a sacrifice of the roots. ”

He looked at Dong Dilang and Zhang Jinbei again: "The two of them are from extraordinary backgrounds, and they have always been hugged from front to back, but now once they lose their wings, what do they know?"

Dong and Zhang were stunned and thoughtful.

Liu Tugou laughed when he saw this: "My generation of cultivators, always walking alone, seems to be chic and unfettered, but in fact, it is lonely. How many brothers, would you like to accompany me to climb this mountain?"

After he said that, before a few people could answer, the white horse under his crotch had already let out a long hiss that resounded through the four fields, raised his hooves and galloped, and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

A man and a horse, it seems that the whole body is full of ease and joy, just like an innocent child.

Ren Xichou did not hesitate to urge the horse to follow, and laughed loudly: "May I attach the tail!"

was actually preempted, Yang Xiongji snorted heavily, and said while urging the snowhoof green mantis beast: "This old man, who originally looked like a little devil, how did he become a grandmaster who looked more like a sour rotten scholar than me after taking off his mask?"

The green ox, who was born with a different race, was strong and strong, and soon surpassed Ren Xichou and chased after the black-clothed white horse.

Dong Dilang and Zhang Jinbei glanced at each other, and saw the son of the school captain smile bitterly: "I really can't see through our adult." ”

The young master of the Great Banner Gate nodded, obviously feeling the same way: "Extraordinary people, not we can know." Even if we can still stand behind him at this moment, most of us will be left far behind in the future. ”

Dong Dilang whipped his horse whip on the mount fiercely: "While you can still look at it, you and I will not catch up, when will it take?"

Zhang Jinbei is almost on par with him, the fingers holding the reins are blue and black, but there is no seeping blue and black breath on his face, and the stele opener who was born from the method of carving the stele at the banner gate seems to have practiced into the bone marrow.

The horses' hooves rumbled, and the five big black cloaks were connected in a line and went straight to the top of the mountain.

There was a little commotion on the top of the mountain, and some of the villagers came down with torches to check, and when they saw the menacing five-horse black crow, the horror was overflowing, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.

The evil spirit forged and nurtured on the battlefield, he may not realize it, but it is extremely eye-catching in the eyes of these villagers, and after all, they are the people of the border state, and the village is close to the official road, so he can see that although these five people wear black or not red, they must be officials and soldiers, so they are a little afraid first.

Hundreds of villagers gathered on the top of the mountain, surrounding a small temple at the core that could not be entered, made of bricks and stones, painted and brightly painted, but it was only the specifications of ordinary rural mountain gods and land temples.

The shrine is nameless, and there is a mud-fetal puppet enshrined in it, which looks like a sheep-headed human body from a distance, dressed in colorful robes.

A white-haired and thin old man who looked like a villager stood up, respectfully and vigilantly, and said: "The villain is Li Zheng, this little general doesn't know which adult's command, what do you have to do when you come up to the mountain?"

"The moon is good tonight, I climbed the mountain to admire the moon on a whim, I didn't expect to meet this god sacrifice, it's really a coincidence, I can't say that I have a fate with this Mao god. ”

Liu Tugou replied with a smile, but he did not dismount, and went straight in, and the other four horsemen followed, and wherever they passed, whether the villagers were willing or not, they were forced away by an invisible qi machine, and dispersed to both sides like waves.

Seeing that the young man was really not respectful enough in his words and deeds, many of the villagers showed a gloomy face and a faint hostility, but they were still afraid of the prestige of the court and the border army, and occasionally a few impulsive and frizzy ones were also suppressed by the fierce glaring of the man, in any case, the swords and crossbows on these people were not fake.

Liu Tugou was unaware of the villagers' reactions, and just stared at the shrine carefully.

The eaves of the shrine were almost level with the white horse's chest, and he had to look down even more when he rode on horseback.

The statue was ordinary, only half a person tall in front of the ancestral hall was placed a small Jingguan made of many ox heads, and the sawn off horns were arranged into a pile, which was a ritual specification that had never been heard of.

Ploughing cattle is a very valuable property in the countryside, and committing cattle privately is a violation of the laws of the imperial court.

"Li Zheng, you are willing to sacrifice to the gods here, but can it work?"

Li Zheng stepped forward, bent down slightly, and replied respectfully: "Naturally, it is extremely effective, the villain is brave, and please dismount the little general, don't collide with the gods." ”

didn't see the tragic thing of sacrificing the living in the mouth of the drunkard, Liu Tugou breathed a sigh of relief and became curious, took out the slaughtering knife and knocked it three times on the eaves of the shrine with the back of the knife, and grinned: "The boy who herds sheep, the second master came to your house to visit the door, why didn't he come out to greet him?"

As soon as these words came out, the villagers who were silent around them immediately turned on the pot, with different expressions, many people whispered, and the eyes that looked at Liu Tugou became very strange.

Bai Toulizheng's voice trembled a little, and he asked cautiously: "Little General, what you just said is ...... The boy who herds sheep is in ...... Where did you see it?"

Liu Tugou raised his hand and said with a smile: "Aren't you standing behind you?"

(After a while, I feel that the style of these two chapters is so weird, something strange has mixed in, and it's so watery, I'd better wash and sleep, well.) ）