The sky was slightly cool, and the mountains and forests were gradually filled with the chirping of birds.
To the east of Shimoshan Mountain, there is a small cottage.
Most of the cottages in these years are gangsters who have gathered together, and the Shimo cottage is no exception.
In the center of the camp stood a tall flagpole with shabby and faded streamers hanging on it, and the embroidered handwriting on it was indistinct. The houses are all crooked, all made of stone, which can only shelter the wind and rain, and the appearance cannot be carefully studied.
Early in the morning, people started walking around the camp, busy chopping firewood and making fires, and went out hunting with iron forks.
"Master, get up so early!"
"It's not like a few bastards from Chiji Mountain are messing around!"
The head of Shimo Shanzhai is a man with a sallow complexion, a deer head and mouse eyes, and a wretched appearance.
However, his speech was like a bell, very bold, and people's impression of him changed.
This big boss wears a leather cap, and the leather jacket is draped around his body. Although he is short in stature, hard muscles can be seen in the open front of the shirt, and his fists are surprisingly large. The palms are dark and purple, as if studying He practiced kung fu at a foreign home.
A big man with an iron fork leaned over and smiled and said, "The big boss, is this the Chiji Mountain in Pinan County, Pingzhou?"
"That's not it, I think about that Chiji cottage, which capsized in the gutter last autumn for no reason, and was trapped by a caravan named Chen. All the people in the cottage died cleanly, and only a few guys who happened to go down the mountain escaped. After a catastrophe. No, now people have come to our side, saying they are going to defect to our Shimo Mountain. "
The people in the camp were surprised for a while, this fact was strange.
"There are so many stockades in Pingzhou, how do you run to us? Isn't this not looking for distance?"
"Hey, don't ask, it must be for the name of the big boss!"
Hearing the words of compliment to himself, the master of Shimo glared: "Come on, what's so good about being famous? Recruit officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress them?"
The crowd didn't dare to answer, they just laughed shyly.
The master of Shimo snorted coldly, and said while wearing a leather jacket: "Anyway, we will never want this person. Those cottages in Pingzhou are different from us. They burn, kill, loot and do anything immoral. When it comes to us Are you having a hard time here? Can they survive it?"
This is not because the people of Shimo Shanzhai are of high moral character. If they want to go down the mountain to grab it, no one can grab it!
There are no villages, no towns, occasionally caravans pass by, and they also bring many guards. Although there are benefits to grabbing a trip, many people will die. There were originally number 50 people in Shimo Shanzhai, so how could they withstand such damage.
So these mountain bandits lost their swords and soldiers, turned to hoes and forks, and made a living by farming and hunting.
People who are making a fuss about drinking and eating meat, how can they afford it
"If the big boss doesn't like it, then don't see it! Why bother?"
"What do you know?"
The master of Shimo said angrily, "The king of hell is easy to pass, and the little devils are difficult to deal with. They come from thousands of miles to flee. If they don't even see each other, they will hold grudges, and God knows what to do."
The man next to him said quickly, "What are you afraid of, Shimo Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the location of our cottage is even more secretive, and they don't know the way into the mountain."
"What if people set fire to the mountain? It's impossible to burn us to death, but there are too many birds and beasts in the mountains. Shall we drink the northwest wind?" Meet and greet, otherwise no cottage will accept outsiders, but I want to know what these guys are going to use to impress me."
Everyone burst into laughter, saying the last sentence for a long time was the key.
The head of the family was not annoyed, and ordered two people to follow, and they left the village.
It stands to reason that this kind of errands can’t be done by a big boss of a cottage, just send a small boss, but the Shimo cottage is an empty shell, the reputation outside, in fact, basically can’t support it on the inside .
There is not even a dog-headed military division, and the post of military division is still held by the master himself.
No way, there are not many literate people in the entire stockade, just two or three, who have been promoted to be the account manager and warehouse manager. You can only do it yourself.
Furthermore, the head of the family is the most leisurely person in the cottage. Others still have to farm and hunt. If you run down the mountain and meet someone, you can’t make up your mind. Going down the mountain... going back and forth like this, is it a toss
Since the master's martial arts is the highest, the brain is the best, and the body is fine, who will go down if he doesn't go down the mountain
At this moment, the master of Shimo has already led people out of Erli Land, with his hands behind his back, looking around as he walks.
The snow in the mountains is gradually melting, and spring is approaching.
Not only the big boss, but the two men behind him are also smiling. It can be considered that the winter has passed, and the farming will soon be busy. The wild vegetables can be dug up, and there are many prey, so there is no need to squat in the house all day to save money. use.
"The big boss... there seems to be someone over there!"
Being reminded like this, the master of Shimo suddenly returned to his senses and looked up.
I saw a vague figure on the cliff, because it was far away, so I couldn't see it clearly. If it weren't for the leaves falling off in winter and the trees sparse, you wouldn't be able to tell what it was at this location.
"Could it be a passing businessman?"
"Damn, we Shimoshan are famous, who dares to come in?" The master narrowed his eyes and began to ponder in his heart.
People with good brains tend to think too much. The master of Shimo has linked this with the people from Chiji Mountain. He is still a bit famous in the rivers and lakes. People who come to worship the mountain should not trespass without authorization, unless There is conspiracy.
"Go, go and see!"
On the cliff over there, Mo Li and Meng Qi also saw people.
Because of their keen eyesight, they could see more clearly and knew that it was three people dressed as mountain people.
Mo Li has lived in the mountains for a long time, and he knows what mountain hunters are like, but people in Shimo Shanzhai look like this, so he didn't take it to heart.
Shimo Mountain has aura, indicating that there is water here, and it is not surprising that there are people here.
On the contrary, Meng Qi looked over there a few more times.
"What?" Mo Li asked casually.
He has fully understood how powerful a Meng Guoshi who is sober and will not be bothered by illness.
Being able to get a glimpse of the truth from clues, remembering every word that others have said, and being more strategic and foresight, in front of such a person, it is estimated that you can see through it with just a few glances.
Of course, Mo Li would be curious about what Meng Qi paid more attention to.
"It's nothing, I just think they walk briskly and don't look like ordinary people." Meng Qi followed Mo Li, his eyes returned to the bag on Mo Li's back, and demanded, "Doctor, why don't you let me share the burden for you? weight?"
Meng Qi was empty-handed, and everything was here with Mo Li.
Meng Qi naturally wasn't afraid that Doctor Mo would leave him alone, or that he might get lost, but he didn't take anything when he saw the person he liked walking away with something on his back. It seemed a little unreasonable.
Hey, having said that, I was too impatient last night and just flipped the trump card, but the doctor didn't care about him anymore.
Of course Mo Li was not as stingy as Meng Qi thought. He turned his head and said lightly, "I think it's better for Brother Meng not to take things. If brother Meng suddenly turns into a gerbil when he is halfway there, wouldn't he have to be carried away? smashed?"
"… "
Feel the doctor's counterattack.
But Meng Qi still has nothing to say, the original shape is so small, what can I do
Mo Li said as he walked, "Those mountain people are probably hunters, and it's not unusual for them to have learned boxing."
"I'm worried that they will find the pit you dug in the pine forest. The golden armor is a treasure anyway. If it falls into the hands of the mountain people, I'm afraid it will cause trouble." Meng Qi rolled his eyes and changed his words. .
"Stop joking, didn't you take the golden armor with you?" Mo Li pointed out the fact mercilessly, he looked at Meng Qi's waist and said, "You lost the box while I was getting up early and used The gold wire armor is wrapped in oiled paper and stuffed into the waistband, so obviously you need me to say it?"
Meng Qi smiled without saying a word, and it took a long time for a meaningful sentence to come: "The doctor is really smart, after all, the gold silk armor is as thin as a cicada's wings."
It is as thin as a cicada's wings, even if it is folded, the thickness is basically negligible, mainly because the oil paper wrapped on the outside is thick, but now it is winter, and it should be completely invisible when it is stuffed into clothes.
Mo Li immediately realized what he had exposed.
- He knew the width of Meng Qi's waist, even if it was such a small thickness, he was noticed by him.
Mo Li was a doctor, not an old tailor. He couldn't tell the waistline at a glance. He could tell that he was very concerned about Meng Qi, and if there was anything wrong, he could immediately spot it.
The tips of his ears were a little hot again, and Mo Li sullenly explained, "Brother Meng thinks too much, you are my patient, I will naturally pay more attention to your every move, if there is anything wrong, I will also pay attention to it. can be treated early.”
Meng Qi looked at someone's ear with a smile, but didn't reveal it.
Ink carp: "… "
I always felt that Meng Guoshi laughed like a mouse that had just stolen oil.
And he is the owner of the oil mill whose oil was stolen.
Mo Li turned his head decisively and continued to walk forward, leaving Meng Qi to laugh behind him.
Anyway, it's all about him, what's the point
In the end, Mo Li was wrong. He could feel that Meng Qi was always in a good mood, and he was about to hum a little song. What was the situation of this person's silly music? What is there to be happy about? The ink carp was puzzled.
They descended the cliff and were about to find a way to leave, when they saw the master of Shimo who came in a hurry.
The five people met face to face like this.
"Who is coming?" The people from Shimo Shanzhai asked first.
Mo Li was slightly surprised, but for no other reason, it was because the appearance of these three people was too peculiar.
Not to mention the big boss, with an annoying and wretched appearance, although people with this appearance are rare, they are not uncommon. But the two behind him were different. One with cheekbones on both sides of his cheeks bulged like a head with an inverted triangle, and the other with his chin sunken in, looked like an ape.
It's not a trauma, but it was born like this, and the ink carp can see this.
Doctor Mo doesn't care about the beauty or ugliness of people, but he looks very strange, and he is not blind, so he naturally knows that this is unusual.
Meng Qi is just like him.
It was probably because the expressions of the two were too calm, and the head of Shimoshan frowned and became more suspicious.
After all, when normal people see them, they will look disgusted after being surprised, and even the timid ones will scream monsters in fear.
The master of Shimo stepped forward and clasped his fists and said: "You two please, this is Shimo Mountain, and few people come here. Now the world is chaotic, we are very vigilant when we see strangers. If there is any offense, please forgive me. ."
He still has some ability to know people. Although the two people in front of them are dressed in ordinary clothes, they are very generous. Walking in the deep mountains, there is no mud on their boots, no dirt on their clothes, and no mess in their hair. Are they ordinary people
Mo Li glanced at the black-haired palm of the master of Shimo, and thought to himself that there was no power in Shimo Mountain on Ning Changyuan's map, is it really a mountaineer
But no matter who it is, he is not afraid.
"I'm a doctor, and I'm going into the mountains to collect herbs because of an urgent matter." Mo Li's heart moved, and he wanted to inquire about Jinsijia.
Although the place where the golden silk armor is buried is hundreds of miles away, the river originates from Shimo Mountain. Because of the drought, the people here have all fled. Will some people enter the mountain? Have they heard or seen anything unusual
With this idea in mind, Mo Li continued to chat with the person in front of him: "How many are villagers living in the mountains? If there are well-preserved and dried herbs, can I buy some?"
The Shimo master was taken aback. Of course there were medicinal herb cottages, but they didn't have a decent doctor. There was only one brother who lived next to the pharmacy and knew some medicinal herbs.
The second head of the family had a strange disease last year, and the abdominal pain was like a cramp, and the medicine didn't help.
However, the location of the cottage could not be exposed. The origins of the two were unknown. The head of Shimo gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind.
"You can buy medicinal materials, but you can't reveal where we live."
With that said, the two men behind him handed over two black blindfolds.
They were originally people who went down the mountain to see the stockade, and it was normal to bring this thing, and it was also the style of ordinary bandit villages.
Mo Li didn't know this rule, Meng Qi saw it, but he didn't make up his mind.
"Can."
Mo Li didn't care about the blindfolds at all, and the martial arts masters who blindfolded were also martial arts masters, and the amount of spiritual energy in the mountains was uneven, and he could find it again by following these auras.
Meng Qi grabbed the hem of his clothes, tore off two cloth strips neatly, and handed one of them to Mo Li.
"Doctor, use this, their black cloth has probably never been washed."
"… "
The people in Shimo Shanzhai were full of anger, but they couldn't attack because they really didn't wash it.
"The big boss, at the foot of the mountain..."
"Make them wait!"
The big boss is eager to save people, and he will go back after taking people.
Blindfolded, it's natural to be unable to see the road, but to be polite is to drag people away, and to push and shove directly behind. As a result, Meng Qi easily avoided their hands and said, "Find someone to walk ahead, and we can keep up."
Just hear the sound.
As long as his mind is not dizzy, and there are no distracting illusions, Meng Qi can easily do it.
Needless to say, Mo Li, he often walks the mountain road.
The head of Shimo dubiously asked his subordinates to lead the way ahead, and sure enough, the two walked steadily, as if they were walking on the ground, as if they were not blindfolded, and there were even some small ditches of stones, and they passed by somehow.
The two subordinates looked more and more afraid.
"Master, are we... encountering a ghost?"
"It's nonsense, people will take it lightly." The big boss also felt that this time was terrible, and he actually provoked the evil star. If the other party harbored malicious intentions, the entire cottage could not be saved.
But then again, if the other party insists on going, they can still be forced to lead the way.
Moreover, it is very close to the cottage, and natural barriers such as the Migou Valley have passed! The opponent's martial arts are extremely high, and there is no natural danger to stop them, and the cottage can't be protected at all!
Now I can only hope that these two people are not from the government. After all, Shimo Shanzhai is so poor that there is nothing valuable except for their heads.
After a while, they reached a valley.
"The big boss is back!"
"Why did you come back? Didn't you go down the mountain?"
The chattering voice made Mo Li stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize that this was the lair of bandits.
He didn't like the bandits, and with a cold expression, he took off the blindfold.
The entrance was a crooked stone house with bacon and salted fish hanging in front of the house. A flagpole was erected in the center of the open space. Many people were poking their heads in front of the door, either carrying hoes or iron forks, and a few of them were there. The woman did not expect the scene of wine jars everywhere, swordsmen lined up, bullying women and children.
"Brother Meng, this place..."
Mo Li looked at Meng Qi who also took off the blindfold, and was a little stunned.
For nothing else, the people in this stockade are really unusual.
There were hardly any people with straight eyebrows and straight eyes, and even if there were, there was a dark birthmark on his face, and there was a woman whose face was smashed by fire, and the scars were very scary.
Surrounded by such a group of people, Mo Li and Meng Qi didn't think so.
- Come to think of it, the people in this stockade probably don't have the trouble of admitting the wrong person.
The author has something to say:
It is said that the five people met face-to-face, and the Shimoshan master and two subordinates on the opposite side looked like a weasel spirit came from a distance, with snake spirit and monkey spirit...
Of course, the two dragon veins cannot feel beauty or ugliness.
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Mo Li: I always think Meng Guoshi laughed like a mouse that just stole oil.
Mo Carp: And I am the owner of the oil mill whose oil was stolen.
Author: What are you thinking, you are obviously oil, okay