There are not many people in Shimo Shanzhai, but their hearts are united.
A group of people rolled up their sleeves and pulled out their homemade bows and arrows, carrying crude knives and guns, and rushed to Pine Ridge in the dark.
Mo Li glanced at him and found a rich man among them.
"Doctor don't care, Qian Xiaolang has followed us when he was eight years old, and he is very agile."
"Those are all from Jianghu. When it comes to boxing and skills, they are far better than those from your cottage." Mo Li said disapprovingly. He originally thought he was young and strong in the village, but it turned out that there were even women and children.
Forget it, it seems that only the old woman and the little baby who is not as high as the table are missing.
Meng Qi had a different opinion from Doctor Mo. He pondered, "That's not necessarily true. They have a convenient location."
"Don't hide it from the two of you, because we are afraid of the government's encirclement and suppression, we do have some traps in the mountains." Yan Cen also came, and he had several leather bags hanging on his waist.
The big boss wanted to reprimand Yan Cen for not obeying the doctor's orders and came here without authorization, but now the situation is critical, and no one would be willing to stay in the cottage to wait for news.
"Forget it, don't do it first, that group of people have already gone to the right mountain..."
The head of Shimo said as he walked, that Yan Cen had an idea in no time, followed the direction and gave orders to everyone.
The people from the cottage went out of the gap in the mountain wall and immediately dispersed. The dark night did not affect their actions at all.
Mo Li was a little surprised, even Meng Qi was no exception.
"Laughing, brothers often run like this on weekdays..."
Meng Qi felt that he looked down on this big boss. When he lived peacefully in the deep mountains, he was still quite conscious of crisis.
What surprised Meng Qi even more was Yan Cen.
Those few orders sounded ordinary, but they were well organized. As soon as they got the news, they could adapt to the situation and fight a small encounter. To say that the person who gave the order did not learn the art of war, Meng Qi would not believe it.
A master of hidden weapons who walks the rivers and lakes, what is the purpose of learning the art of war? To protect the stockade
But now is not the time to guess Yan Cen's identity, and Meng Qi did not tell Mo Li this conclusion.
Doctor Mo's eyes moved with the torches in the distance. With his martial arts, it would not be a problem to repel these hundreds of people, but he and Meng Qi helped Shimo Shanzhai solve the trouble this time, so what about the next time
So when Meng Qi asked the boss to choose between fleeing or fighting, Mo Li didn't speak.
The location of Shimo Shanzhai is hidden and easy to defend and difficult to attack.
If others see the good conditions here and come to fight for it, Mo Li can understand. As a result, it was involved in the hidden dragon cave of Lao Shizi. The king of heaven rebelled, and the king of Wu in the south wanted to revive the Chu Dynasty, but what does this have to do with a poor cottage
It is believed that by cutting off the dragon veins, the Qi Dynasty's luck will be broken, and its master will be able to ascend to the sky in one step, and the imperial power will be in his hands - this is really absurd!
Mo Li pursed his lips, rarely getting angry.
Meng Qi was always paying attention to Mo Li's actions. Seeing that the aura on the doctor's body suddenly became much colder, he knew that the group of people outside had hit the iron plate this time.
Speaking of which, the mountain spirit is the dragon vein.
Suddenly, a group of people came and shouted that they wanted to cut off the dragon veins. Meng Qi was very uncomfortable. His eyes flashed, and he began to think about how to make the alchemist come and go.
"What's the origin of that alchemist named Sang Daochang?" Meng Qi interjected and asked.
The two heads of Shimoshan know much more about things on the arena than him.
"It should be a person from Tai Chi Guan. No one knows his specific name. This person has a great reputation in the south. It is said that he has the ability to change his life against the sky and change his life." Yan Cen gritted his teeth and finished the second half of the sentence.
Because his body was different, Yan Cen listened to the nonsense of the alchemist a lot, and he hated these guys who made trouble for nothing. In order to expose these people, Yan Cen worked hard.
Most of the famous alchemists in the world are good at martial arts, and some tricks to deceive people can't be done without quick hands. If you want others to be convinced, you have to show shocking "real skills".
Of the 100 so-called tricks, 99 of them are in the hands of alchemists.
"Alchemists are divided into many schools. Today, the most famous one in the north is the Qingwu Patriarch of the Tibetan Style Temple, and the one in the south is the Taiji Temple. The alchemists I've seen are all just playing tricks. As for the alchemists from these two places, I I don't know how much they weigh."
Yan Cen did not directly identify Sang Daochang as a worthless liar.
Because alchemists are really a group of people who make people headaches, they can blow mountains and rocks when refining a pill.
"Fortunately, it is Daochang Sang who is here. If it is the ancestor of Qingwu..." Yan Cen smiled bitterly.
The ancestor of Qingwu, Zhao Zangfeng, has the potential to be the number one expert in the world. Ordinary Jianghu people are either afraid of him or very convinced by his words. Such a character turned out to be an alchemist, and he wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to participate in the change of dynasty, which really surprised Yan Cen.
Meng Qi smiled and said nothing.
Qingwu ancestor? According to the doctor's temper, no matter who came today, he can't escape.
At this time, there was a faint movement ahead, and the torches stagnated.
"Our brothers have already arrived." Yan Cen explained, "With the mountain wall as a natural barrier, people who want to look for the cottage through the stone ditch can easily mistakenly think that the right side of the forest is the way out. We have already arranged there. ."
Because they were very familiar with the path of the Shigou Maze, a few people took a shortcut, and the woods were already in sight.
I saw several ropes pulling the net bag and hanging up a dozen people who stepped on the trap.
The roars were endless.
"That's right, it's here!" Sang Daochang was overjoyed, this was the seventh round of traps they encountered, and so many ambushes were set up in the deep mountains, which did not mean that the cottage was ahead.
As soon as Sang Daochang finished speaking, he saw the angry eyes of the red-faced leader, and immediately noticed his gaffe and changed his words:
"It's all negligence by Pindao. There are too many torches, which have alarmed the people in the bandit village."
The red-faced leader held his breath in his chest, unable to swallow or spit it out, so he could only remember Sang Daochang, thinking that if the matter was done, he had a way to get it back.
For example, Sang Daochang, who broke the dragon's veins and sacrificed his life to the sky, is a good argument.
"There is someone ahead!"
Suddenly shouting, Sang Daochang and the red-faced leader looked at the same time.
Sure enough, I saw a thin, hunchbacked figure. He hid behind a tree trunk. It seemed that he was accidentally exposed because he was not well hidden. Hearing the scream, he hurried forward.
"Chase!" Sang Daochang shouted quickly.
The red-faced leader frowned and stopped: "Wait, there may be an ambush."
From the depths of the woods came the whistles one after another, and the figure ran faster.
"Qinggong is really too careful." Sang Daochang said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't that the businessman said, the entire cottage plus women and children only has about fifty people, but some farmers who have lost their hoes and knives, and they are running across Nanjiu Road. Duke Qing is actually afraid?"
While speaking, Mo Li and others had already arrived in the forest.
The trees in this old forest are extremely dense, and people under the torches can see shadows everywhere, and it is impossible to tell where the enemy is.
A few grumpy Jianghu people directly chopped up shrubs and dwarf trees with their knives.
The red-faced leader was enraged by Sang Daochang's few words. He stretched out a hand and took out a locust stone, and threw it away from the figure fleeing in front of him, centering in the back.
"clang!"
With a strange sound, the figure stumbled and fell to the ground.
This movement didn't seem to hit someone, but to hit a gong.
Everyone who was going to cheer for the leader was taken aback for a moment, and their voices got stuck in their throats.
"Go and see." The red-faced leader said angrily.
The explorer was extremely careful, tried and tried, and made sure that there was no pit in front of him, and there was no trip rope. When he walked to the place where the man had fallen, there was no one left.
There was a broken pot on the spot. Obviously, the person just carried this thing behind his back, so he looked like a hunchback.
Looking at the things sent by his subordinates, the leader almost died of anger, and his face turned purple.
"Burn, burn this forest!"
The red-faced leader roared and motioned his men to leave the woods.
"No, you can't set fire, and the feng shui of Hidden Dragon's Cave can't be changed." Sang Daochang jumped out to object.
In addition, he had instigated others to chase after him rashly, ignoring the ambush behavior, and the Shimo boss almost suspected that this was an undercover agent he had sent.
Yan Cen stared at the red-faced leader, and said in a low voice, "It turned out to be him?"
The master also recognized this man, and explained to Meng Qi and Mo Li who were beside him: "This is Qing Dacheng, the elder of the Dongting Gang. I heard a few years ago that he did not get along well in the Dongting Gang, and he took a group of people everywhere. Looking for work... To put it bluntly, it is robbery, or some small escort business, notorious."
The big boss was even more angry. Such a person found his doorstep and said it was impossible not to be outraged.
Yan Cen gave a whistle, and there were several compliments from the forest immediately.
"damn it!"
As Daochang Sang said, Qing Dacheng has been in the world for so many years, when has he suffered a loss in the hands of a group of farmers? Although there are many ambushes in the forest, they are all small tricks that are not painful or itchy. If you fall into the pit and climb out, you can step on the rope and be lifted high, and then someone will cut the rope, and you will not be killed at all.
"Just some timid rats, kill!"
The torches were thrown out all at once, and the bushes didn't burn immediately, but thick smoke after another.
After all, it is the season when the snow is beginning to melt, and it is not so easy to make a fire.
In the smoke, a row of arrows rained.
People from Shimo Shanzhai’s shooting arrows were just ordinary, but they were ordered to shoot arrows into the crowd, and it didn’t matter if they hit or not.
This action revealed their location.
"over there!"
Qing Dacheng's subordinates shouted angrily and ran wildly in the direction the sharp arrow was shot from.
"what!"
The first scream came.
Followed by the panicked voices of those chasing after: "All stop, there is a cliff ahead, and there is no road."
To be precise, there is a sea of trees below the cliff, dark, and the canopy of the tree is higher than the ground above the cliff, so in the dark night, from a distance, the forest has become sparse, and the trees are not so tall.
Without thinking, they rushed over.
After losing the torch and surrounded by thick smoke, the first person to pass fell off the cliff.
Others couldn't hold back their momentum. Some hugged the trees on the edge of the cliff, and some tried to back up and bumped into the people behind them. When they met, four or five people rolled down one after another.
The screams came one after another.
"Don't mess up."
Sang Daochang's voice just fell, and a rain of arrows flew behind him.
Yan Cen subconsciously reached out and touched the leather bag, which was obviously a good opportunity for him to do it.
"slow."
When Mo Li stopped, he suddenly found that there was another hand in front of him.
"Cough, it's all the doctor's patients, so I'll take a look." Meng Qi said sternly, "The doctor said that you can't use your internal power rashly, so give me the hidden weapon."
After speaking with a clever grabbing action, Yan Cen took a leather bag from the unresponsive Yan Cen.
Before Meng Qi was finished, he was surprised to find that the leather bag had not been successfully pulled back.
A hand stretched out from under the cloak and grabbed the bottom of the leather bag that "flyed away" in time.
- Yan Cen is just instinct, and Meng Qi forgot that the person in front of him has more than two hands.
When the two were in a daze, Mo Li reached out and took the leather bag away.
"What kind of hidden weapon?"
"Everything, iron lotus seeds, locust stones, fine needles..."
Yan Cen withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and Meng Qi took out a handful and went forward.
"The big boss, the brothers are ready," said a man who ran back with a bow and arrow.
With a whistle, several large trees were brought down at the same time, and then a dozen large rocks were thrown from the heights, and the rolling stones and ramps were thrown together, forcing these desperadoes to run forward desperately, and the front was the cliff.
"Jump off the cliff, hold on to those trees!" Qing Dacheng, relying on his martial arts skills, smashed a falling rock into the air, and when he saw that his subordinates were unavoidable, he shouted angrily.
Except for some who avoided the rolling stones, most of them chose to hug the tree canopy and listen to the sound of the rolling stones hitting the tree trunk with trepidation.
The torches were thrown on the ground, the smoke billowed, and everyone was choking.
"Not good." Yan Cen's expression changed.
With this fire together, it is difficult to put it out again, and after all, the people from Shimo Shanzhai are not opponents of Jianghu people.
"withdraw!"
The big boss's voice was like a bell, suppressing the anger and shouting of the crowd.
They were in a trance, thinking it was an order from Qing Dacheng, but the people from Shimo Shanzhai heard the sound and ran out of the smoke.
"Damn, accept your life!" Qing Dacheng saw a figure in the smoke, and he couldn't help but say, and made a move with anger.
Then he was shocked and took seven steps back, his chest was suffocated, and his expression was horrified.
"You are?"
Meng Qi smiled and waved his hand.
In the firelight, more than a dozen people around Qing Dacheng were also hit in the arms and knees by hidden weapons, and the weapons were thrown out of their hands.
"Master Meng?!"
Sang Daochang jumped up, like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, and his voice was out of tune.