Transporting goods in the mountains, there are no horses, no cattle and no donkeys, so I have to let a man in a green shirt who is not as good as a beast make a cameo appearance as a pack animal, which is really a tragic work trip that Sven sweeps the floor. However, some people wore short shirts and straw sandals, carrying a burden on the forest path west of Pishan, only to feel that their work was really miserable and miserable.

"I'm a white person who can be regarded as a person with a head and a face, and the surname Zhao assigned me like this?" his thick knuckle fingers twisted the thin and airy coarse linen shirt, he was a little dissatisfied, a little aggrieved. Fortunately, the ring-headed knife in the furoshiki was still tightly attached to his arm, and the straight and hard blade made him feel a little better.

The closer he walked to the depths of the mountain, the higher the terrain, the more difficult it was to see the green spring grass in the mountain, and the more the ancient trees and tall trees did not see the green leaves, but showed him all the winter killing aura that had accumulated for months. No matter how coarse the nerves are, it is inevitable to feel nervous and depressed when walking in such an environment, not to mention that this white brother thinks that his nerves are not coarse at all.

There are about more than ten Jianghu characters like him who are assigned by Zhao Boss, all of whom are well-known and hard-nosed experts, but these Jianghu people just put on coarse linen short clothes without any protective ability, and entered Bishan along different roads. The meaning of the bait here is too obvious, but it is too far away from the self-positioning of the children of the rivers and lakes, and it is no wonder that Brother Bai is uncomfortable.

However, Boss Zhao also has a last resort in arranging this.

Beibi Mountain is the auspicious land of the wind and water, the best first choice for the Yin House, I don't know how many high-ranking officials and eunuchs, family members choose to settle down here after death. And there are too many tombs of princes and nobles, so there will be no less parts of these high-ranking families guarding the tombs - if these families have not fallen into the middle of the road - so although the peaks and forests are dense and the grass is deep on the Beibi Mountain, there are no stupid bandits who will choose to gather here. However, for several months, the murderous letters on the Beibi Mountain have been spread frequently, and I don't know how many nobles have arranged for the family members to guard the tomb on the mountain, and the family members have died unexplained, leaving only the stump bones and bloodstains in the eyes, if they don't deal with it, the nobles will not sweep the tomb to worship their ancestors this year, and go to the Taoist altar of Taiping Road to ask for a few spiritual talismans to ward off evil spirits.

There are no clues, no eyewitnesses, no big-nosed people with pipes in their mouths and three-headed glassed little kids who will have murders everywhere they go. The dignified Han Tingwei could only ask to see those hot forbidden mink overnight and then said that he couldn't get sick, and Jing Zhaoyin, who was forced by Shangfeng to solve the case within a time limit, even pulled off a lot of his beard, which made people mistakenly think that his old man was ready to join the eunuch industry, a very promising temple and time-honored brand.

The temple was numb, and the matter was handed over to the rivers and lakes, this kind of secret work that was not like a secret job made Zhao Boss reap enough benefits and hurt his brain, and the new Jianghu tycoon, who was half a soldier and half a bandit, could only come up with the stupid method of sending people to search the mountains in the end.

However, no matter how high Boss Zhao's reward is, Brother Bai and the Jianghu experts who should change their appearance as ordinary villagers should not be so crazy and take such a deal that is clearly going to death. Could it be that they are so confident in their skills, that they are sure that they will not be able to die if they are in danger?

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"Putting your foot in the heat should have been a virtue," said the Tsing Shirt man, struggling to drag the ox cart that was about to move towards the flatbed, "but now it seems more like a vice." ”

The wooden sheath saber he carried on his shoulder had already been untied and handed to Sima Ling to hold, and the little girl had a few more strips of cloth in her hand for some reason, with a flattering smile on her face, and carefully argued: "Everything can't be generalized, and the ox cart is also for the good of Uncle......

"You seem to have overlooked the fact that the young man was not moved by the girl's smile at all, and interrupted her unceremoniously, "dismantling the ox cart with bare hands is not the same thing as dismantling the ox cart at all. ”

"Even if I dismantle the ox cart with my bare hands, I only have a small injury, just take some wound medicine and lick it......"

Listening to the girl's seemingly unconfident speech, the green shirt man raised his eyebrows: "Do you think that with the abject poverty of our current situation where we are now betting all our wealth on this transaction, there is still extra money for you to consume and waste?"

However, as soon as it came to the topic of "silver money", which even heroes had to face carelessly, the girl's fighting spirit suddenly burst out:

"After all, if Uncle is a bear-like hero who can break boulders with both fists and arms and run horses, why do I need to risk injury to dismantle the ox cart!"

Facing the girl whose momentum was instantly high, the green-shirted guest could only hum and retort with no confidence: "...... I'm not a bear man who can run a horse with both fists and big rocks, so I'm really sorry. ”

"Hmph, that's right, it's all Uncle's fault!"

The green-shirted man silently turned his head and dragged the flatbed ox cart, which had already reduced a lot of burden but was still heavy to him, once again confirmed one thing: he talked about logic and rational thinking with children who put sensibility first, and his combat effectiveness was less than 0.5.

The child Yunyun is purely the self-comfort of the green shirt, although the girl has a very cute baby face with a little baby fat, but it has long passed the shelf life of Lori. Of course, all these things are ignored and ignored by the Tsing Yi customers.

Twilight descends against the mountain wall, and the broken cart moves forward, and the cart puller and cart still use words as swords and halberds, and engage in a hard-fought battle.

It's really that there is nothing else to do in the mountains, only peace.

...... It's not peaceful.

The burden in his hand shook off suddenly, and the straight knife of the ring head was cut out without a trace of work, this knife was accurate and stable, fierce and ruthless, and it was the essence of the Peng family's five tiger broken door knives. Even if he is a veteran of the battle formation, in the face of this knife, he will inevitably end up with a separation of his body and head.

However, there was no one in front of him, only a large mouth of blood and the peculiar stench of carrion, and the blade slammed into its fangs, bursting into sparks. The spark flickered and was not extinguished, the hand holding the knife did not retreat, and the big mouth had been closed fiercely, cutting off the shoulder bone of the white brother.

Seeing the giant mouth open again, he had become a one-armed bloody man, and he spat on the bloody spit with some hatred: "It turns out that Lao Tzu was really used as a bait......"

Then there was the almost inaudible "thing!" that slipped into the giant mouth!"

At the beginning of the war, the enemy first appeared, and one person was broken.

Hua Qisheng, who received a small team from the new village, listened to something on the horse, and then softly issued his first military order today: "The whole village is there, enter the battle state, the wolf is coming." ”

The wolf is coming, the wolf is coming, it is as high as a hill, and it is as strong as an elephant. Even the barbarians who tamed wild elephants on the banks of Lushui in the southwest to help them fight, I am afraid that they have never seen such a huge beast.

However, Hua Qisheng's subordinates only clenched the weapons of different shapes in their hands, such as guns, ge, spears, halberds, and simple knives, and even the silk-wrapped Lu sword that was specially admired by scribes and the eight-sided golden gourd that was generally only used for dependence. Who would believe that this kind of army, which is a miscellaneous card in a miscellaneous card no matter how you look at it, will be the newly established Xiyuan Forbidden Army of the Great Han Emperor?

But the expressions of these ragtag soldiers are not like rookies who have just experienced the battle, their hands will not tremble, their legs will not bend, and they even have the strength to laugh. This kind of temperament that is not afraid of life and death is clearly only possessed by veterans who have been through blood and fire for a long time, and compared with ordinary casual Jianghu people, there is more of a capable temperament.

Boss Zhao is just a newly rising figure on the underworld in Luoyang, where did he get so many brothers who can fight like they were born in the army?

The tanned old cowhide boots stepped on the drums, beat the drums to fight, and the gold was withdrawn, and everything was according to the ancient rites. However, the clothes and armor of these soldiers were not dyed in the same color, there were gilded red and silver deep purple, and the color was far more mottled than the Shu brocade of Xichuan. The army requires orders to prohibit, advocating collectivism, if it is not a brave general like a hundred enemies, he is definitely not qualified to play individualism in the army, from this point of view, these soldiers are all proud soldiers who have a headache when they see Sun Wu, but I don't know if the Xiyuan Army Yulin Langhua Qisheng with this army is a fierce general?

Apparently not.

Hua Qisheng, who was on the horse, looked serious, his eyes shifted from the blades in the hands of his subordinates all the way to the backpack behind him, and a novel bead-piercing wooden plate in his hand was crackling and fiddling.

Even if someone wants to have fun, leaning over and asking, "Peanut, what do you want?" The answer will not be anyone's young lady's maiden name, but it may be-

"It's just a budget overrun. ”

In this time and space, Yu Linlang, who replaced the abacus with an abacus in advance, didn't know that someone was dragging a tattered board cart, and he seemed to be heroically stepping on Shi Weng Zhongzuo, who had fallen to the ground, and pointed out the country, and he said this as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Even if the budget is overrun, the profession of Captain Jin is also prepared for the person who is being Luoyang Cheng, uncle, don't mess around. Putting aside the owner of the tomb who had already been bitten to the point that only a few bones remained, Sima Ling kicked open the clay figurine of the chief pavilion of the tomb with a disgusted face, and got out of the tomb that had been dug by some wild objects. "Even if you transform into a tomb robbery route, Uncle's style is definitely not as popular as the stuffy oil bottle and the little brother. ”

Her uncle didn't hear her complaint, and continued to point forward with one hand and a sword forward, but his words were not full of vigilance: "What, what did you find in the tomb?"

"There are no jade, gold and silver artifacts left, and almost all the Ming artifacts that were buried with them are broken, and only half of the phalanges and a skull are left in the corpse. So if you want to pick up the grass and beat the rabbit, it is better to save a fortune from tomb robbery, the only thing that is useful to Uncle is this. ”

The girl's hands handed over a heavy stone a foot long, the surface has been many mutilated, the recognizable part is covered with coil lines, and in the middle is a short mantra: "The living return to the yang, the dead return to the yin, the king of Artemisia, the protection of the town is like a ritual, and the evil thief should not violate the law." ”

The standard prayer for the tomb of Junzhen in Taishan Mansion is only a few more traces of burnt black asphalt on the town stone, faintly emitting the same scorching smell as burning hair.

The green-shirted man silently looked at the marks left on the town stone, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "What is the volume ratio of a canine tooth to a canine?"

In exchange, Sima Ling gave him a natural white eye: "Uncle, my nickname is not Du Niang." ”

However, when she saw the tooth marks the thickness of a child's wrist that were revealed after the green shirt had scraped off the scorch marks on the town stone with her hand, she forgot what she wanted to complain about her uncle.

Once a person is in a nervous mood, it is normal for the language function to be temporarily disturbed. For example, the current Bi Yong, his personal guards only heard him let out an angry roar that was not like a human but more like a mad beast, and saw this harrier commanding the scout team kick away a Jianghu man who was desperately stepping on the gossip footwork with a special fishing net in front of him, and then snatched the fishing net from his hand.

"What a Eight Gate Fishnet Array!! This is not the Valley of Despair!"