Shi Qingjue is like riding on the back of a huge and violent bull, in the eyes of outsiders, it is the monk who controls the bull, only he knows how unstable this position is, even if he doesn't make a mistake, he may be thrown off the back of the bull for no reason and fall to pieces.

He carefully curryed favor with the brothers of Iron Mountain, and actively offered advice, but he could only win over a very small number of people, below the big boss, the bandits of Iron Mountain still had their own thoughts, and everyone wanted to restore their free and easy robber status, but between the Dragon King and the Dubu King, who to offend and who to please, the differences were so big that they could face each other at any time.

Shi Qingjue didn't even dare to make the place where Dubu King was held publicly, after camping, a total of more than a dozen tents were heavily guarded by minions, supervising each other, and no one was allowed to enter, only the monk knew where Dubu King was held.

He doesn't trust anyone, except for Gao Yang, who is paralyzed by a broken bone, but this "good brother" is of little use except for blocking the wine for him.

Gao Yang's cheeks were flushed, he burped, and said to Shi Qingjue, who was standing at the door of the tent and peeking out: "Don't look at it, you want to know what the robbers are thinking, just ask me, Lao Tzu...... Belch...... I used to do this back then, and Iron Mountain was just a little bit more people. ”

Gao Yang likes to brag, Shi Qingjue guessed that he had only joined a small gang of a dozen people back then, but he still put down the curtain and said: "I have a hunch that it will not be peaceful tonight, the Dragon King and Jinpeng Castle will send people, and the brothers in the camp are also ready to move." ”

Gao Yang thought for a while about the meaning of "ready to move", patted his belly and said: "Isn't this how robbers are? I think back then, when we were angry, we fought when we were happy, we fought when we were too little, and we fought too much, and almost half of the dozens of brothers died because of internal coaxing. Iron Mountain is even more so, I heard that once because of a fight for a piece of robbed women's clothes, the entire camp of Iron Mountain **, more than 100 people died. ”

It is unimaginable that such a group of thorny robbers can actually become the largest gang in the Western Regions, even after the death of the big-headed god, it did not completely disappear, Shi Qingjue suddenly became interested in the first lord of the iron mountain, "The big-headed god was still alive when the whole camp was **, right?"

"Of course, it's strange to say, as soon as the big-headed god died, Tie Shan was a lot more honest, and he didn't make trouble in the past few years, but there were many fewer people, less than half of what he was in his heyday. ”

Shi Qingjue was a little confused, and gently touched his bald head, "Can't the big-headed god control his brothers?"

Gao Yang laughed loudly, as if Shi Qingjue's words were particularly stupid and funny, and then coughed embarrassedly twice, "The big head Shenwei Town in the Western Regions, even in the Four Noble Truths, you should have heard of his deeds, right?"

"I've heard of some of them, saying that he likes to eat people, and he will turn into a giant bear at night to destroy the camp. ”

"Haha. Gao Yang smiled even more happily, put down the wine bowl, pressed his belly with his right hand, and said, "The story we heard is similar, but I know some more real rumors, these guys in Iron Mountain, as soon as they get drunk, will mention the big head god, and what they say is not as mysterious as the outside." ”

Although Gao Yang was a paralyzed person, he was able to mingle with the Iron Mountain bandits very smoothly, which was far more effective than Shi Qingjue's carefully planned moves.

"Tell me, especially how does the big-headed god control so many robbers?" Shi Qingjue was even more interested.

Gao Yang raised his head and thought for a while, "Just two words - killing, few legends about the big-headed god are true, but he can't be wrong because he likes to kill, just now I told you that the whole camp of more than 100 people died, and more than half of them were killed by the big-headed god himself." There was a leader who was shot to death by the big-headed god because he praised the young lady for her good looks. He likes to kill people so much that the leaders under him have to take turns to go out and rob people, just so that someone can kill when the big head god is angry. ”

Shi Qingjue was surprised, "In that case, why don't you run?"

"I don't know. Gao Yang didn't think about it so much, and thought about it for a long time before he said: "Look at the way the people of Tieshan tell stories, they seem to have counted the people killed by the big-headed gods as their own credit, I think this is the reason why they didn't run, but attracted more bandits to join." The big-headed god died early, otherwise I would have joined the Iron Mountain, haha. ”

Shi Qingjue nodded thoughtfully, Gao Yang guessed something, and added: "You killed two people last night, everyone said you were a man, but ......"

"But what?"

"The big-headed god is taller than the tent, his arms are thicker than our waists, you have seen that iron spear, he holds it in his hand as if he is playing, even if he kills a chicken, he has the power of thunder, to be honest, no one else can compare, what a dragon king, a single king, there may be more killings, but it is...... No big-headed god kills beautifully. ”

It is impossible to imitate the big-headed god, Shi Qingjue walked to the door again, raised the curtain and looked into the distance, "I was wrong." ”

"Huh?" Gao Yang was puzzled.

"I thought I could take Iron Mountain to be a robber again, but in fact, I don't have this ability, Iron Mountain probably won't be able to support tomorrow, and I hurt everyone. ”

Gao Yang became more and more confused, "What I said affected you, right? Don't take it seriously, it's all my nonsense, what do I know, the brothers of Tieshan still like you." ”

Ruling Iron Mountain needed fear rather than like, Shi Qingjue said, "I'll go out." "Step out of the bill.

Gao Yang swallowed his saliva, a bad omen appeared in his heart, he looked at the door blankly, suddenly came to his senses, picked up the wine jar beside him, and was about to pour a bowl, but changed his mind halfway, simply raised it to his mouth, and poured it violently, if there was not much left, he would rather spend all his time drinking, even if it was worth it to burst his belly.

After only a few sips, Shi Qingjue came back again, and Gao Yang hurriedly put down the wine jar and wiped the wine from his mouth.

Shi Qingjue put Shangguan Cheng on Gao Yang's blanket and said, "Protect the Iron Spear King, don't leave an inch, even if you die, don't leave, understand?"

Gao Yang didn't understand, he was a paralyzed person, where did he have the ability to protect a child of a few years old? Stared at the monk's eyes for a while, and then looked at the child with a blank expression, and finally understood that Shi Qingjue was saving his life: The Iron Spear King is the grandson of the big-headed god, and he has a relationship with the Dragon King and the Dubu King, and only by relying on this child can he keep his surname in the chaos of the army.

"But ......"

Shi Qingjue patted Gao Yang on the shoulder twice, "Good brother." "Let's go out again.

Gao Yang was in a daze again, never expecting that the monk would leave the life-saving child to himself at the last moment, he really regretted that he didn't say anything just now.

Shangguan Cheng pouted, looking coldly at the fierce man who was full of alcohol, and he didn't like the life of Tieshan more and more.

There were torches lit everywhere in the Iron Mountain camp, and Shi Qingjue had no way to hide his whereabouts, so he simply quickened his pace and ran in the middle of the tent, stopping twice on the way, calling two leaders, and summoning more than a hundred minions.

This was all he could rely on in Iron Mountain, and these people were not so much loyal to the military advisors as they were ostracized, and they were not treated well in any faction.

The atmosphere in the camp had become anomalous, the team that was supposed to patrol was nowhere to be seen, and most of the tents were empty, and no one was sleeping in them.

There were shouts from different directions, it was the minions of the leaders who were agitating their hands, Shi Qingjue's plan failed, and the leaders didn't even bother to discuss with him, they were already ready to act.

More than a dozen tents that might have held Dubu Wang were scattered everywhere, and Shi Qingjue was the only one who knew the real location, leading people all the way to rush into the tents first.

Fortunately, Dubu Wang was still there, he didn't sleep, his clothes were neat, and he was sitting in a precarious position, as if he was waiting to go out, and when he saw the monk, he didn't say a word.

"The person who came didn't have to be Jinpeng Castle, it could also be a subordinate of the Dragon King, or even himself. Shi Qingjue said, perhaps because of the urgency of the situation, Dubu King was not so high in his eyes.

"He didn't dare to come. King Dubu waited for a while before speaking, "If he still cherishes his surname, he will never dare to come." ”

Shi Qingjue didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he called the two leaders outside in, "Change his clothes." ”

The two leaders looked at each other, no one dared to take a step forward, Shi Qingjue snatched the leather armor from the hands of the two, stepped forward, stood in front of the Dubu King for a while, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

This is just an ordinary action, Shi Qingjue's strength is a little bigger, and Dubu Wang stands up, but he makes a staggering movement.

He who has lost his internal strength is no different from ordinary people.

The faces of the two leaders turned white, and Shi Qingjue swept his afterglow, speeding up his movements to put on the armor for the Dubu King.

As a minion, the Dubu King looked too old, and the ill-fitting armor did make him a different person, more ordinary and weaker.

The two leaders' faces were still pale, but at least they weren't so frightened that they knelt down or turned to run away.

"You have the guts. Dubu Wang didn't resist, and even his voice was very calm, "I don't know if I have a brain?"

Shi Qingjue's left hand firmly grasped Dubu Wang's right wrist, "I have a knife." With that, he pulled him out.

In this way, a large number of people have gathered outside the tent, strictly speaking, two groups of people, all of them showed their weapons, as soon as they saw the monk's face, they shouted "hand over the Dubu King", if it weren't for each other's fear, they would have rushed up to rob people, but few people recognized the old minions around the monk as the Dubu King.

Shi Qingjue raised his right arm high, his expression was stern, and it was not until the surrounding voices gradually stopped that he said loudly: "Who will give me an explanation?"

A big boss stepped out of the crowd, "Monk, open the skylight and say something, you are an outsider, and it is too tender to steal the Iron Mountain." To face the reality, it is impossible for us 3,000 or so people to get out of the 10000 cavalry pass, let alone escape the 100,000 cavalry outside the pass......"

Immediately, some people who supported the dragon king opened their mouths to refute it, and the two sides began to argue again.

Shi Qingjue pulled out his knife, the voice of the crowd became weaker, he pointed at everyone with his knife, and said: "The killer of Jinpeng Castle, as well as the subordinates of the Dragon King, I know that you have arrived, so please be a witness, it was all the brothers of Tieshan who forced me to do this, they broke their promise and split into two factions, each faction wants the Dubu King in my hands, and I can only make one choice." ”

Everyone was silent, not quite understanding what the bald military advisor meant by these words, but more and more people finally recognized the Dubu King, and there were still people moving forward, faster and faster.

"I choose-" Shi Qingjue raised his single sword, "to avenge the big head god, if you remember, he died at the hands of Shangguan's father and son." ”

Dozens of hidden weapons shot out from the crowd, and several minions who were blocking the way immediately fell, Shi Qingjue suddenly looked at Dubu Wang, and for the first time saw an emotion similar to panic in the eyes of this old man.

"That's what killing is. He said, a single knife fell. (To be continued.) )