Chapter 41 The Threat from the Four Gate Masters
Under Fulong Peak.
The continuous tent was full of police officers whose hair was messy and their bodies smelled of sweat because they hadn’t showered in several days.
The two large pots and stoves in the corner were cold and dry. Breakfast was not cooked and many people could not eat it.
Su Zefeng, Yuan Yourong, Chen Jing and Yuan Moer stood on a huge rock and stared at the top of the mountain.
Yesterday's scolding battle didn't seem to have much effect. After all, the opponent's scolding skills were not weak.
Besides, it’s too boring.
So, there is no more reason.
The thief Xin Zhuo is already shrewd and difficult to deal with, and with the addition of Murong Xiu, a rebellious boy with strong martial arts skills, the difficulty suddenly increases.
The progress in saving people is about zero.
Su Zefeng glanced at the studious gentleman who was sitting cross-legged on a tree branch in the distance with his eyes closed and meditative. He shook his head and asked around him: "When will Mr. Murong and the people from the four families arrive?"
Chen Jing and the two men Ri Baoshang was involved in liaison with Fucheng and knew this very well: "Those people are all masters. With their feet, I am afraid they will arrive tonight!"
Everyone looked at each other and relaxed. There was a hint of joy in his tone and face.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the "Little Pepper" female thief on the peak who left a deep impression on everyone suddenly stood at the edge of the peak, with her hands on her hips: "Hey, I can call you bitches You know, we decided to let Miss Su go in the afternoon. The premise is that we want ten thousand taels of gold, one hundred thousand taels of silver, one thousand dan of food and grass, and three hundred sets of brand-new clothes..."
Bah, bah, say it A whole lot.
There was a moment of silence below the peak, and countless pairs of blank eyes looked over, with big question marks written all over their foreheads.
Even the studious gentleman opened his eyes, with a trace of doubt on his face.
Let him go suddenly?
Su Zefeng and the others felt like they were holding back their breath, unable to get up or down. The Murong family leader and his group were almost here, and if nothing unexpected happened, they could destroy Fulong Village in a devastating manner.
Now they compromised without any warning?
This is like a raised sword, ready to cut down, and cut off a lonely person?
Killing bandits doesn’t seem so refreshing anymore.
No, we don’t agree, let’s release it tomorrow!
Of course Su Zefeng and the others couldn't say this, so no one responded.
"Are you deaf? Hurry up and prepare supplies. We will need them in the afternoon, and we won't let him go if he is young! Humph!"
Han Qiniang raised her neck proudly and disappeared from the edge of the peak in a swaggering manner.
"I don't know what they have in mind. My sister's safety cannot be compromised, so be prepared." Su Zefeng sighed, "It's too late to return to the city in the afternoon, so let's collect money."
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Fulong Village.
Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxi each picked up a pole, and the four large bamboo baskets were filled with strange daily necessities.
Han Jiulang was holding Xiao Huang and carrying a big bag.
Xin Zhuo, Murong Xiu and Cui Ying'er looked at the messy patterns on the muddy ground under their feet.
"My grandfather's people came from the east of Fucheng, which is close to Shuiyuedan."
Murong Xiu pointed with a stick: "So Shuiyuedan We can’t go to the mountain over there.”
“We can only go down from the peak next to Shuiyue Temple and take a detour to Qiugong Pavilion. If Qiugong Pavilion doesn’t stop us, we can go to Xilu Mountain, over there. It is far away from Fucheng and has many mountains, but the disadvantage is that there is no place to stay and no food. ”
Cui Yinger frowned.
In the morning, Xin Zhuo told the story of Murong Xiu’s flying pigeon. After everyone discussed it for a long time, they decided to take a break from the wind and take a walk!
Xin Zhuo glanced at Su Miaojin, who was sitting in the room with Cui Ying'er plugging her ears and blindfolding her eyes with rags, and smiled: "Don't worry, just go to Qiugong Pavilion. , wait for me at the designated place, let’s go to a good place, eat, drink and have fun!”
“Huh?”
Everyone looked at their boss blankly, there is nothing else in the world. This kind of place?
Huang Dagui laughed: "Should we go to the capital, chop off the emperor's head, and sit on the emperor's throne?"
No one paid attention to him, it was too unrealistic. "The boss, Sister Ying'er." Han Qiniang came back from outside, "Are we really leaving?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned red and tears flowed down. She has lived in Fulong Village since she was a child, and is quite sad to leave her hometown.
“Pfft!” Cui Yinger laughed first, “How could we leave? Where can we go? The boss said he wanted to fight guerrillas, stun them, and then come back!”
Han Qiniang shed more tears: "Then why do you want so much food and grass from them?"
Cui Ying'er flicked her forehead: "The boss said that this is called a delaying tactic to divert their attention. They don't know that we Decided to run away and fight guerrillas!”
This is when Han Qiniang broke the news! He burst into laughter, wiped his tears and looked at the boss: "Really? So, what is guerrilla warfare?"
"An unpredictable strategy that can stun them!"
< br>Xin Zhuo narrowed his eyes and waved his hand: "You can go!"
Cui Ying'er and others were also unambiguous. They turned around and left. They only walked a short distance and looked at Xin Zhuo reluctantly: "Master, will you be okay?"
"Are you kidding? How could something happen to me?”
Xin Zhuo He was extremely confident until a group of bandit subordinates gradually disappeared on the back peak. The smile on his face disappeared and he muttered to himself:
"The game begins!"
He basically didn't sleep last night. After analyzing the situation, I can’t stay here anymore.
It is said that 200 miles east of Fufeng Fucheng, there is Xiongfeng Mountain. On the mountain there are rebel soldiers who conquered Dongyi Kingdom 15,000 years ago. Due to delay in advancing, the general was beheaded by the emperor and rebelled.
The traitors have recently come down from the mountain and are already attacking the city. They will arrive at Fufeng City in the near future.
Then the government will no longer have the energy to suppress the bandits. If we let Su Miaojin go, we can at least eliminate the government's hatred in a short time.
Only the upcoming masters of the four major families are a bit tricky, but playing guerrilla with them and playing with the time difference is a good choice. The mountain is so big anyway.
The only reason he stayed was, of course, to hand over Su Miaojin to Fengxia and buy enough time for Cui Yinger and the others to run away. He also had other thoughts.
I waited for about a few sticks of incense.
He walked back to the room, took off Su Miaojin's "earplugs" and "eye mask", looked at the other person's slightly confused eyes, and smiled: "Miss Su, you are free!"
< br>Happiness comes too quickly, too suddenly.
Su Miaojin couldn't accept it for a moment. He glanced at the empty village and then looked at Xin Zhuo: "What tricks do you want to play again?"
"I said I'd let you go, so I'll let you go. Come on, don’t think too badly of me.”
Xin Zhuo walked up behind her and looked at her messy hair, "Sit tight and don't move. I'm going up the mountain beautifully. Of course, I want to send you back beautifully. I must keep my word. In fact, I also want to thank you. I have gained a lot these days." Yes, we can be considered friends, right?”
Friends? Do you have any friends you sleep with? Su Miaojin snorted inaudibly.
Xin Zhuo had already removed Su Miaojin's hairpin, then straightened out her waist-length hair, and then flexibly tied her hair up.
In his previous life, before his mother passed away, she was a beautician, especially good at braiding hair. He followed her and learned a few tricks. She was familiar with all kinds of hair accessories, both ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign. He originally wanted to give priority to choosing a spouse, but he didn’t. I want to bring it to this world.
Su Miaojin didn't know what Xin Zhuo was going to do and didn't dare to move. However, she soon felt Xin Zhuo's deft hands combing her hair. They were very professional and she couldn't help but be fascinated.
What kind of little bandit is this? Do you understand everything?
After an unknown amount of time, the little thief finally stopped, took out a heart-protecting bronze mirror, and placed it in front of her.
There is a bit of a haha face in the mirror, but you can clearly see the handsome hair accessories on her head: a snake bun, two coiled braids on both sides, and the hair hanging down in the middle and back.
She is naturally beautiful, and this hairstyle complements each other and makes her even more handsome.
“I put on my makeup and asked my husband in a low voice, my eyebrows were as dark as ever.”
She remembered a poem for no reason, and couldn't help but be stunned. Did this little thief really not know that a man could only comb his wife's hair?
At this time, Xin Zhuo's hand had already been stretched out.
The palms of your hands are tender and gentle. This is Su Miaojin’s experience.
Maybe others can’t understand what Xin Zhuo means, but she understands.
Send you off!
(End of this chapter)