"The leader of the grass wolf passed by here!" A low voice sounded faintly, and the sound of footsteps circled around and stopped beside Xia Zhanhong.

"It seems that the people who shot and killed my two men were not here!" As the words fell, the footsteps gradually faded away.

Xia Zhanhong, who was hiding under the soil layer, remained motionless and sneered in his heart: "Hmph! I don't know how many tricks I encountered in my previous life!"

Sure enough, about a quarter of an hour later, the low voice suddenly appeared: "It's really not there? The spring is wet, obviously the traces of the spring water splashing out. Someone must have been here just now!"

Just less than two meters away from Xia Zhanhong's hiding place, a middle-aged man with a hooked nose stood there patrolling left and right, his eyes shining brightly.

Looking around, weeds were covered with weeds that had just passed through the knees. Although the spring water was lusher than other places, it was clear whether it was hidden or not.

He looked around with a gloomy face for a long time, and when he saw the spring water again, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is a good place to hide!" The middle-aged man sneered in his heart, moved gently to the spring water, and the single knife in his waist was slowly pulled out.

Seeing that it was five or six meters away from the spring water, the middle-aged man kicked the ground hard, and his speed instantly increased to the extreme. In the blink of an eye, he reached the next to the spring water. The single sword in his hand raised high, and two gloomy eyes were cast towards the calm and clear surface of the spring water.

"Yeah!" As soon as he arrived at the edge of the spring, the middle-aged man felt as if he had stepped on something. Then, a light bang came from his feet.

"Swoosh!" A dark crossbow arrow shot out from the grass opposite the spring, heading straight for his head.

This middle-aged man has extremely rich experience. When he heard the movement, he immediately realized what was going on. He had almost no pause and slashed forward with a single sword.

"Clang!" The crossbow arrow shot was being slashed by a single knife and flew into the grass in the distance.

"Hmph! It's just a trick!" The middle-aged man showed disdain and spoke coldly, then looked back and forth on the water.

The spring water was clear and the middle-aged man could see through at a glance, with nothing in it. For a moment, he looked at the weeds of the spring water on the edge with a calm face.

"Yeah!" His eyes suddenly stopped and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"He pulled weeds here... and set up institutions around him..." After a little Sifu, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and a greedy light flashed in his eyes.

Putting the knife to his left hand, the middle-aged man stepped forward and came to Xia Zhanhong's place where he picked the dragon beard grass. He squatted down, reached out and grabbed a weed, and gently raised it out little by little...

Xia Zhanhong was hiding in the soil, calculating the time in his heart. He could no longer hear the sound of ten meters apart. But he could still hear the sound of the crossbow arrow just now.

"He should have discovered the dragon beard grass now! Nearly three hundred dragon beard grasses will take at least six minutes to finish. At that time, it should have been dark. After so long, anyone's vigilance will be relaxed."

While Xia Zhanhong was waiting patiently, the middle-aged man had already developed the first dragon beard grass. At this time, he was extremely excited and the impact of his subordinates being killed was almost gone. He was in the wild all year round and had a lot of experience. When he looked at the traces of flipping here, he could tell that the man had picked at least a dozen dragon beard grass before. This shows that the dragon beard grass here must be a large area.

Although this windfall made the middle-aged man extremely excited, he still carefully searched the surrounding grasslands and confirmed that there was no other mechanism before he began to pick dragon beard grass.

One clock, two clock, three clock... One dragon beard grass was raised one after another, and the middle-aged man didn't even feel the passage of time. The surroundings were calm, which made his vigilance slowly relax.

The sun has set, the sky is getting dark, and the picking of dragon beard grass has reached the end.

Just as the middle-aged man grabbed a green grass again and gently pulled it upward, a "bang!" sounded, and two black lights suddenly shot out from the grass opposite, and in the blink of an eye it reached his eyebrows.

The middle-aged man who had relaxed his vigilance was caught off guard by the sudden attack. The crossbow arrows came quickly and quickly, and it was obviously too late to dodge them.

But he was a middle-level martial arts soldier after all, and his reaction was extremely quick. Just before the crossbow was about to hit him, his legs suddenly exerted force and kicked forward, squatting on the ground and shooting backwards, while lifting his arms up, overlapping each other, blocking his eyebrows.

"Puff!" Two crossbow arrows shot on the middle-aged man's arm almost at the same time, piercing the left forearm blocking in front and stuck in the right forearm behind. At this time, his body also wiped the grass and retreated nearly four meters and fell to the ground.

As the sound of the bowstring sounded, Xia Zhanhong suddenly exerted force throughout his body. He raised his right shoulder and loosened the soil on his body. Then his right index finger shrank back and the silk thread tied to it was immediately tightened. At this time, it was the time when the middle-aged man retreated four meters away and stopped.

Spreading his arms, which were pierced by crossbows, the middle-aged man suddenly sat up from the ground, ignoring the large amount of blood gushing out of his forearm, and shouted with a ferocious face: "I actually used the dragon beard grass to trick me! I know you must be here, you'd better come out by yourself, otherwise..."

"Bang!" Another tremor sound was heard, and two crossbow arrows shot out from the front right, with a very small angle, shooting towards his right leg against the grass.

The middle-aged man's roar came to an abrupt end. At this time, his legs were stretched straight, and he had no time to curl up and exert force. In desperation, he used his right arm, which was less injured, to slam the ground and put all his strength on his arms.

"Swish!" Before the crossbow shot his right leg, his body slipped backward again. Although he avoided the crossbow arrow, his right arm felt a torn pain, obviously caused by excessive force.

However, this was not the worst. As he retreated, a very thin silk thread bounced out from under the grass, like a tripping rope, blocking him behind him.

"Bang!" The thin line could not stop the middle-aged man's retreating body and broke. A crossbow arrow bounced up in the grass, with its tip pointing at the edge, and its position was in the direction of his retreat.

The middle-aged man felt something was wrong when he was blocked by the silk thread. He immediately tightened his legs and pressed his heels back to try to hold the ground! But when he was dodging just now, his right arm was too strong to stop.

"Puff!" The arrow pointed diagonally upward pierced into his back, and his backward figure immediately stopped.

"Ah~" A scream, the severe pain made his face distorted and deformed, making him look extremely ferocious.

At this moment, about five meters behind the middle-aged man, Xia Zhanhong's figure suddenly jumped out of the grass above his knees, and two big strides came to his back.

Hearing the movement behind his back, the middle-aged man was about to hide sideways, but the crossbow arrow pointed upward formed a fixed horn with his waist, pushing him tightly there. With a slight movement, more severe pain spread throughout his body from the back, making him unable to move at all.

At this time, the middle-aged man found out that he was already in a dead end. He couldn't help but be scared and shouted loudly: "My friend, please spare my life, I have..."

"Puff!" A black crossbow arrow came out of his throat, blocking his remaining words back.

"Man dies for money, birds die for food! Is the dragon beard grass so easy to succeed?" Xia Zhanhong stood behind the middle-aged man, and his hand holding the crossbow arrow had already been released.

The middle-aged man felt that his whole body had passed in an instant, and an extremely complicated look flashed in his dim eyes. He was unwilling, regretful, unbelievable, and a little confused. He did not take a look with the person who set up a series of mechanisms until he died.

Looking at the enemy who was lying on the ground and breathing, Xia Zhanhong let out a long breath of turbid air, and his tight heart strings relaxed. He felt exhausted all over and sat on the ground.

After a while, Xia Zhanhong felt that he had recovered a little, so he got up to clean up the battlefield. He first put all the dragon beard grass in his bags into his cloth bag, then took back the parts and bowstrings of the military triple crossbow, and finally searched the middle-aged man's body, then dug a hole and buried him.

After doing all this, Xia Zhanhong had no time to check the spoils he received on the middle-aged man, and hurried to the bottom of the mountain and headed south. At most six days, the Qiqi Treasure Pavilion will arrive. He had to go around the east gate and complete the transaction with them before the Qiqi Treasure Pavilion enters Pingshan City.
Chapter completed!