Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 69|The vulgar people should not be taken lightly

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There are not many people in Shimo Shanzhai, but their hearts are united.

A group of people rolled up their sleeves and turned out their homemade bows and arrows, carrying crude knives and guns, and rushed to Songling in the dark.

Mo Lei glanced at it and found that Qian Xiaolang was among them.

"Doctors don't care. Qian Xiaolang followed us when he was eight years old. He is very flexible."

"Those are all people from the rivers and lakes, and they are far better than your copycats." Mo Li disapproved and said, he originally thought he was a young man in the village, but he even had women and children.

Forget it, it seems that there is only a shortage of the old woman and the little baby who is not as tall as the table.

Meng Qi has a different opinion from Doctor Mo. He meditated: "This is not necessarily true. They have the advantage of 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, with several leather bags hanging on his waist, and all he wanted to install were hidden weapons.

The big master wanted to reprimand Yan Cen for not following the doctor's advice and ran without permission, but now the situation is critical, and no one would be willing to stay in the cottage and wait for news.

"Forget it, don't do it yet, those people have already gone to Youshan..."

Stone Mill Master said as he walked, Yan Cen had an idea in a short while, pointing the direction and giving orders to everyone.

The people in the cottage came out of the gap in the mountain wall and immediately scattered around. The dark night did not affect their actions at all.

Mo Li was a little surprised, even Meng Qi was no exception.

"Just laughed, brothers often run like this on weekdays..."

Meng Qi felt that he looked down on this big boss, and when he lived in the mountains, he was still very crisis-conscious. He even trained his troops when he was fine, and he didn't even end the night battle.

It was Yan Cen who surprised Meng Qi even more.

Those commands sounded ordinary, but they were well-organized, and they were able to respond to the news as soon as they were discovered, and fight a small encounter. To say that the person who gave the order had not studied the art of war, Meng Qi did not believe it.

A hidden weapon master who walks through the rivers and lakes, what does he learn the art of war? To protect the stockade?

However, it is not the time to guess Yan Cen's identity, and Meng Qi did not tell Moli this conclusion.

Doctor Mo's eyes moved with the torch in the distance. With his martial arts, it was not a problem to repel the hundreds of people, but he and Meng Qi helped Shimo Shanzhai to solve this trouble, so next time?

So when Meng Qi asked the master to choose to escape or fight, Mo Li did not speak.

The location of Shimo cottage is hidden, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

If others are interested in the good conditions here and come to fight for it intentionally, Moli can understand it. In the end, it got involved in the hidden dragon lair of Lao Shizi. The Tianshou King rebelled and the Wu King in the south wanted to revive the Chu Dynasty. But what did this have to do with a poor cottage?

I believe that cutting off the dragon veins can break the Qi Dynasty’s luck, enable its master to ascend to the sky in one step, and hold the emperor's power-this is absolutely absurd!

Mo Li pursed his lips, rarely getting angry.

Meng Qi was always paying attention to Mo Li's actions, and seeing the doctor's breath suddenly became 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 yelled to cut the dragon vein. Meng Qi was very uncomfortable. His eyes flashed, and he began to think about how to make the alchemist come and go.

"What is the origin of the alchemist named Sang Daochang?" Meng Qi interjected.

The two masters of Shimoshan know more about the affairs of the arena than him.

"It should be a person of Tai Chi view. No one knows what his specific name is. This person is very famous in the south. It is said that he has the ability to call the wind and the rain, and change his life against the sky." Yan Cen gritted his teeth and finished the second half. Sentence.

Because the body is born different, Yan Cen listened to the alchemist's nonsense, and he hated these innocent guys. In order to expose these people, Yan Cen worked hard.

The alchemists with far-reaching fame in the world are mostly capable of martial arts. Some deceptive tricks can't be done quickly. If you want others to be convinced, you have to come up with shocking "true skills."

The so-called one hundred tricks, ninety-nine of them are in the hands of the alchemist.

"Alchemists are divided into many genres. The most famous one in the north is the Qingwu ancestor of Tibetan style view, while the south is Tai Chi view. The alchemists I have met are just silly, as for these two places. Alchemist, I don’t know their weight."

Yan Cen did not directly believe that Sang Daochang is a worthless liar.

Because the alchemists are really a group of headaches, refining a pill can bomb the mountains and rocks.

"Fortunately, Mr. Sang is here this time. 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 master in the world, and ordinary people in the rivers and lakes 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 didn't laugh.

The ancestor of Qingwu? According to the doctor's temper, no matter who came today, he couldn't run away.

At this moment, there was a faint movement ahead, and the torches stopped moving.

"Our brother has arrived." Yan Cen explained, "There is a mountain wall as a natural barrier. People who want to find the cottage through the stone ditch can easily mistakenly think that the right side of the forest is the way out. We are there. Already arranged."

Because they are very familiar with the path of the Shigou Labyrinth, a few people took a shortcut, and the woods are already in sight.

I saw a few ropes pulling the net bag and hoisting a dozen people who had stepped on the trap.

The screams are endless.

"Yes, it's here!" Sang Daochang was overjoyed. This is already the seventh round of traps they encountered. There are so many ambushes in the mountains, which does not mean that the cottage is in front.

As soon as Sang Daochang finished speaking, he saw the angry gaze of the red-faced leader, and immediately noticed his failure to speak, and changed his words:

"It's all the negligence of the poor. There are too many torches, and they have alarmed the people in the bandits."

The red-faced leader was suffocated in his chest, couldn't swallow it, couldn't spit it out, so he could only remember Sang Daochang a fortune, thinking that the matter was done, he had some ways to get it back.

For example, Mr. Sang Daochang broke the dragon vein and sacrificed his life to the sky. This is a good rhetoric.

"Someone ahead!"

Suddenly shouted, Sang Daochang and the red-faced leader looked at at the same time.

Sure enough, he saw a thin, humpback figure, hiding behind the trunk, as if he was accidentally exposed because he hadn't hidden it well, he heard the cry and ran forward in a panic.

"Chasing!" Chief Sang called out quickly.

The red-faced leader frowned and stopped: "Wait, there may be an ambush."

The whistles came one after another from the depths of the woods, and the figure ran faster.

"Duke Qing is really too careful." Sang Daochang said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't that the shopkeeper, the whole cottage is only about fifty people plus women and children, but it's just some farmers who lost their hoes and took knives. Nine Road's Qing Gong is actually scared?"

While speaking, Mo Li and others have arrived in the forest.

The trees in this old forest are very dense. People under the torch can see shadows, and they can’t tell where the enemy is.

Several grumpy people from the rivers and lakes slashed the bushes and dwarf trees with their knives.

The red-faced leader was irritated by Sang Daochang's words. He reached out and found a migratory locust stone, facing the fleeing figure in front of him, and lost his heart.

"Clang!"

With a weird noise, the figure staggered and fell to the ground.

The movement doesn't seem to hit someone, but it's like hitting a gong.

The people who were supposed to cheer for the leader were taken aback, their voices stuck in their throats.

"Go and see." The red-faced leader said angrily.

The pathfinder was very careful, tried and tried again to make sure that there were no pits and no stumbling ropes in front of him. When he walked to the place where the previous man fell with a knife and guarded, there was no one.

There was a broken pot in the same place. It was obvious that the man had carried the thing behind him just now, so he looked like a hunchback.

Looking at the things sent by his men, the leader almost died of anger, and his face rose to purple-red.

"Burn, burn out this forest!"

The red-faced leader roared and motioned for his men to exit the woods.

"No, you can't set fires, and the Feng Shui of Yinlong Cave cannot be changed." Sang Daochang jumped out to object.

In addition, he had previously encouraged others to chase after him rashly, regardless of the ambush, the master stone mill would almost suspect that this was an undercover he sent.

Yan Cen stared at the red-faced leader, and whispered: "It turned out to be him?"

The master also recognized this person, and explained to Meng Qi and Moli around him: "This is Qing Dacheng, the elder of the Dongting Gang. I heard that he was unhappy with the Dongting Gang a few years ago. A group of people are looking for work everywhere...to put it bluntly, they are robbing the house, or smashing some small dart board business, which is notorious.

The master is even more angry. Such a person finds his door and says that it is impossible not to be angry.

Yan Cen made a whistle, and there was a number of responses from the forest.

"Damn it!"

Like Sang Daochang said, when Qing Dacheng has been in trouble for so many years, when did he suffer 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. Falling into the pit and crawling out is to cut the rope after stepping on the middle rope and being hoisted high, and there is no life at all.

"They are just cowardly rats, kill!"

The torches were thrown out all together, and the bushes didn't burn up immediately, only puffs of smoke came out.

After all, it's the time when the snow is beginning to accumulate, and it is not easy to make a fire.

A row of arrows shot in the smoke.

The aim of the people in the stone mill cottage is only ordinary, but their order is to shoot arrows in the crowd, it doesn’t matter if they don’t.

This action exposed their location.

"Over there!"

Qing Dacheng's subordinates shouted angrily and rushed in the direction where the sharp arrow was shot. The stone-milled mountain villagers only released a round of arrows and immediately changed directions.

"Ah!"

The first scream came.

Followed by the panicked voice of the chasing person: "Stop all, there is a cliff ahead, there is no road."

Accurately speaking, there is a sea of ​​trees below the cliff. It is dark, and the canopy is higher than the ground above the cliff. So from a distance in the dark night, the forest has become sparse and the trees are not so high. Up.

They rushed over without thinking about it.

When the torch was lost and there was heavy smoke around, the first person to pass fell off the cliff.

Others couldn't make it in time. Some hugged the trees on the edge of the cliff, and some tried to retreat and bumped into the people behind. After such a meeting, four or five people rolled off one after another.

The screams came and went one after another.

"Don't mess around."

As soon as Sang Daochang's voice fell, another rain of arrows flew behind him.

Yan Cen subconsciously reached out and touched the leather bag. This was obviously a good opportunity for him to do it.

"Slow."

When Mo Lei stopped, he suddenly found another hand in front of him.

"Ah, it's all doctors' patients, I'll take a look." Meng Qiyi said sternly, "The doctor said, you can't use your internal force arbitrarily. Give me the hidden weapon."

After talking about a clever grappling action, he snatched a leather bag from Yan Cen who was unable to react.

Meng Qi hadn't finished being proud, but realized that the leather bag had not been successfully pulled back.

A hand extended from under the cloak and grabbed the bottom of the "flying away" leather bag 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 of them were in a daze, Moli reached out and took the leather bag away.

"What kind of hidden weapon?"

"We have everything, iron lotus seeds, migratory locusts, fine needles..."

Yan Cen withdrew his hand in embarrassment, Meng Qi took out a handful and moved forward.

"Master, brothers are ready." said a man who ran back with a bow and arrow.

With a whistle, several big trees were brought down at the same time, and then a dozen boulders were thrown from the heights, and the rolling stone hurdles went up together, forcing these desperadoes to run forward desperately, and the front was cliff.

"Jump off the cliff, hug those trees!" Qing Dacheng relied on martial arts power to smash a falling rock. Seeing that his men could not avoid avoiding, he shouted with anger.

Except for some people who avoided the rolling stones, most people chose to hug the crown of the tree and listened with fear to the sound of the rolling stones hitting the trunk.

The torch was thrown all over the place, the smoke billowed, and everyone coughed.

"Not good." Yan Cen's expression changed.

With this fire, it's hard to kill it anymore. After all, the people in the Stone Mill cottage are not the opponents of the Jianghu people. They can hide and do a few tricks. One-on-one is sure to lose.

"Withdraw!"

The big master's voice is like Hong Zhong, suppressing the anger and shouting.

They were in a daze, thinking it was Qing Dacheng's order, but the people in the stone mill cottage heard the sound and ran out of the thick smoke.

"Damn it, let me take my life!" Qing Dacheng saw a figure in the smoke and couldn't help but anger.

Then he was shocked to retreat seven steps in a row, his chest was choked, and his expression was shocked.

"Are you?"

Meng Qi smiled and waved his hand.

In the light of the fire, more than a dozen people around Qing Dacheng were also hit in the arms and knees by hidden weapons, and the weapons came out.

"Meng Guoshi?!"

Sang Daochang jumped up, like a rabbit with its tail stomped on, his voice was out of tune.