Ji Lingsheng followed the two unknown thieves in the snow for nearly an hour, as soon as the snow fell, it was not easy to find the way, although he had stayed in the mountains for many years, the young man surnamed Ma with the big bow still had to stop from time to time to check the marks on the trees, all of which were carved using the natural lines on the trunks, which were extremely hidden.

Walking to the northwest for a long time, the two of them still had no trace of stopping, and Ji Lingsheng didn't want to ask more, after coming down from Qingyun, he had a rock-like patience.

The snowflakes were falling, the snow was gradually reaching the ankles, and the black wind shuffled behind.

There is no sudden brightness in front of him, as if he has approached the depths of the forest, looking up and only seeing the branches, even the sunlight is rare, the archer surnamed Ma is walking with a few people in twists and turns, and the man in the red scarf does not speak, nor helps, he is always absent-minded.

When Ji Lingsheng estimated that another half an hour had passed, the young man who took the lead suddenly stopped, in this forest that looked like one, even if he looked at it with his eyes, he could only be at a loss, but the young man with the bow on his back screamed twice in his throat, as if he was saying a code, and after a while, the snow and sand shook off, and a person emerged from a tree.

The young man who was watching heard the sound and immediately came out of the branch, and saw that it was the master of the three villages and the boy surnamed Ma, so he smiled away, jumped off the tree, and shouted in the other direction, "Liu Mazi, don't fucking sleep, the three masters and Brother Ma are here." ”

A rough man with a full beard exclaimed, and fell down from the high branches, fortunately, the snow was soft and thick enough, otherwise there would be no need to stand in the future, the bearded man rubbed his buttocks and got up from the ground, trotted to the man in the red scarf, and his pockmarked face became delicate because of the mellow smile.

The delicate young man who acted as the eyes and ears of the gang did not have the restraint of his companions, slapped the back of his companion's head, and scolded with a smile: "Look at your bear-like, what's the matter, you can't speak when you see the master of Sanzhai?", the bearded fat man smiled shyly, not annoyed by the young man's bullying of the big, like an honest man who has just fallen into the den of thieves.

The young man surnamed Ma said with a smile, "You kid is also a bully, why don't you dare to be majestic in front of Brother Yang, and you don't even dare to come out of the atmosphere." The young man was quite thick-skinned, and said seriously: "I respect the big boss, what kind of cowardice is this?"

The fat man reminded on the side: "Brother Ma didn't say that you were cowardly. The young man's eyes widened, the fat man was immediately silenced, and he smiled silently, and the man in the red scarf didn't pay attention to their fighting, but his serious face smiled slightly.

The young man still didn't show the slightest sign of blushing, glanced at Ji Lingsheng who was calm, and asked Ma Xiaozi: "Brother Ma, who is this guy? New here?", the young man surnamed Ma shook his head when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "A son who abandoned his wife, but Brother Yang made it clear that he wanted to invite him to sit in the village." ”

Hearing the young man's evaluation, the young man's preconceived impression of Ji Lingsheng also became bad, and even his words had a kind of yin and yang weirdness, "This person is estimated to be the same as Ji Lao Thief, Brother Ma, you better take him quickly, so as not to get my bad luck!", the young man looked disdainful, under Yang Kui's command, he naturally had a lot of hostility towards Yang Kui's opponent Ji Huaishan, and Ji Huaishan's adultery with his wife when he was young made him even more disdainful, and of course Ji Lingsheng would not be likable to such a similar outsider.

Ji Lingsheng's expression was calm, the archer surnamed Ma took it for granted that he didn't get angry when he abandoned his wife and children, and now he wouldn't take it to heart when he was accused of trumped-up crimes, the loyal fat man smiled apologetically at Ji Lingsheng, which also made Ji Lingsheng even less angry.

The man in the red scarf was observing Ji Lingsheng's reaction from beginning to end, and the more calm Ji Lingsheng became, the tighter his brows wrinkled.

After letting the arrogant young man and the honest fat man concentrate on standing guard, the young man took Ji Lingsheng to the depths of the forest, and the shadow of the mountain was faintly visible when he looked up, but he couldn't see it really, and Hei Feng had to bow his head and continue to compete with the snow layer that was more than a foot deep.

After marching half a pillar of incense kung fu, suddenly the sky was bright.

Ji Lingsheng squinted, a group of earthen houses and wooden houses were scattered on the mountainside, several winding paths connected together, big beads and small beads were entangled in the mountains, this low hill was surrounded by a large forest, and it was indeed suitable to be used as a base camp.

A few years ago, it was just a lonely mountain, but suddenly one day, after the two largest bandits in the mountains and forests unexpectedly turned into jade silk, people and horses on both sides were involved, and the lonely mountain was built into a large village.

There are a few secret sentinels around the stockade, but there is no protection such as fences and fences, and I think it is also, for these bandits who can kill people with knives, this kind of thing that disappears when they step down is really useless, in comparison, it is still a broadsword with a wide back and a thin blade to be steady.

A few men in red scarves walked by, some patrolling minions stepped forward to salute, and some were unmoved, standing in place and watching a few people pass by, the young man surnamed Ma, who was more impatient, said angrily: "Ji Lao's subordinates are becoming more and more arrogant, if you want me to say, this new village is a little bigger, but how can there be an old village that lives really and suffers from some birds all day long!"

Ji Lingsheng didn't speak, from the occasional complaints of the young man and the man in the red scarf along the way, Ji Lingsheng had a general understanding of this cottage, although the two gangs of bandits were merged, but people's hearts have always been uneven, there are always people who want to give each other a little color to see, Yang Kui and Ji Huaishan never restrain their subordinates, so they can fight.

And above the two, there is another person sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai, it is this person who has merged the two largest thief forces, and the means are probably only known to Ji Yang and the two who were trapped, among them, Ji Lingsheng is not interested in knowing, he just wants to make a deal here, a deal about the beast pill.

He didn't know how this person knew that he needed the Beast Pill, but the Beast Pill was indeed of great benefit to his cultivation, although there might be a lot of hidden dangers, and even dark diseases, but the medicinal effect of the Breaking Pulp Powder could not last long, so he urgently needed a feasible path, no matter how many thorns there were.

In the large snow in front of the stockade, there was a wooden sturdy cage in which something seemed to be imprisoned.

When passing by, Ji Lingsheng took a closer look, and the cage was held by a young man who looked young but was extremely embarrassed, his lips were frozen and purple, his hair was messy like artemisia grass, his brocade clothes were full of bloodstains, and the young man's eyes were dirty, and he didn't have much anger.

The young man surnamed Ma called a short man and asked, "This guy still refuses to eat?", that person obviously belongs to Ji Huaishan's camp, but he didn't embarrass the young man who appeared to be a family, and replied casually: "No, our head of the house said when he was willing to eat and then let him out, and he would freeze to death and starve to death if it was a big deal, I didn't expect this kid to have a backbone." ”

The young man sneered: "Backbone? The backbone of the cold can only be used to feed the dogs, and the family deserves to die, and there is no ability to take revenge." The man who was guarding also agreed, and echoed: "If Lao Tzu had already wiped his neck with a knife, how could he live like a dog?"

The young man in the cage raised his head, and there was a hint of hideousness on his expressionless face, Ji Lingsheng recognized what he saw, there was grief and despair, and there was naked murder, just like when he experienced the great changes in the Ji family, but Ji Lingsheng had no intention of saving him.

When people come to a desperate situation, only they can save themselves.

A few people numbly passed by, and walked to one of the most atmospheric houses on the mountainside, the young man was very popular in the village, and he was greeting people all the way, and the more noble red scarf man was snubbed a lot, just some etiquette and honorifics, but he retired silently, without much enthusiasm, and the man's withdrawn character was also obvious.

When I arrived at the middle hall, a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest stood in front of the door, smiling.

The man in the red scarf stepped forward and called Mr. Ji plainly, and the young man surnamed Ma also did the same, without the slightest respect, and called Mr. without the slightest respect, and the Taoist didn't care, he crossed the two and came to Ji Lingsheng, and said with a smile: "Childe is from the east?"

Ji Lingsheng nodded, thinking that this was the person who gave him the Beast Pill, so he took out the Beast Pill from his arms and asked, "How do you know that I need this?", the Taoist priest shook his head, and his goatee floated with the cold wind, exuding a polite Confucian demeanor.

Ji Lingsheng, who was carrying a black cloth bag and was extremely conspicuous in the stockade, frowned, and the Taoist priest glanced at the more and more spectators gathered around him, and moved out of the way, "I'll talk about it when the son enters the house." Ji Lingsheng followed the Taoist into the house, but the man in the red scarf and the archer surnamed Ma did not follow.

The room was as warm as early summer, and there were purple and gold incense burners burning left and right, not like the style of barbarian thieves, but like a rich and noble family, Ji Lingsheng couldn't help but take a closer look, there was a person sitting in the hall, coarse linen clothes, and a straight scar across his face, it was Yang Kui, the leader of the Hummer bandits.

Scarface turned a blind eye to Ji Lingsheng, holding the quilt, and didn't know whether to drink tea or drink, just like no one drinking alone, the Taoist priest surnamed Ji explained to Ji Lingsheng: "My brother has been deaf since he was a child, and he can't speak, don't be surprised!"

Yang Kui estimated that he was used to it, and he didn't say anything to refute it, Ji Lingsheng was slightly puzzled, feeling that this was not the case.

The Taoist priest picked up a pot and a cup from the table, and asked with a smile: "Does the son drink tea?" Ji Lingsheng shook his head and excused himself, the Taoist priest said lightly, poured himself a cup, and then stood and began to drink tea, the elegant action of shaking the teacup was naturally no, and Ji Lingsheng finally saw a trace of gangsterism from this strange Taoist.

The Taoist priest drank half a cup, and seemed to finally find that there was a big living person, and asked again: "Childe really doesn't drink a cup?", Ji Lingsheng shook his head again, and after a stick of incense time, he probably understood the ability of this bull-nosed Taoist priest to sell medicine.

Taking out the beast pill again, Ji Lingsheng's meaning was very clear, the Taoist priest finished drinking the tea, and no longer sold Guanzi, pointed to the back room with his finger, and said with a smile: "The person who Gongzi should be looking for is behind." ”

Ji Lingsheng walked to the backyard, and the snowflakes outside slowly stopped.

Behind is a delicate room, a white incense burner makes the room smoky, and a fairy-like woman leans on the soft collapse, her face is cold and beautiful, and she is full of heavenly and fairy posture.

The snowflakes outside the house disappeared, and the murderous intent in Ji Lingsheng's heart spontaneously arose.