At noon in June of the 40th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty, the scorching sun covered the mountain paths with a layer of floating water vapor. From a distance, all the scenery was blurred.

The blue sky is dotted with a few white clouds, the mountains are stained with green, and the cicadas are screaming loudly.

Three muscular practitioners, dressed in blue indigo uniforms, with a pair of flying fishes on their chests, and green onion belts around their waists. Around their waists were black and gold-inlaid scabbards, riding on white horses, and their black satin cloaks spread out and flowed in the wind on their backs. Then he ran wildly on the path with his hooves spread out, raising a lot of dust.

On the road in front of the three horses, an old man was walking slowly with two baskets on his shoulders. Hearing the sound of galloping horse hooves getting closer and closer, the old man looked back and quickly moved to the right to get out of the way.

When the first horse passed by the old man, it shook its sweat, and the big drops of sweat splashed on the old man's face. Together with the dust raised by the horse's hooves, the old man had to cover his mouth. The old man wiped his face angrily, feeling worried. Unwilling to give up, he muttered and cursed: "Damn it, just like those evil ghosts in front of you, go to hell and be reincarnated, right?"

The man in the lead was slightly surprised when he heard what the old man said. He pulled the horse's rope with one hand and forced the horse to stop. He turned around and asked the old man: "Old man, what did you say? Did a group of people pass by just now?"

"A large group of people are as rude as you. They are like a large group of thieves. They scolded their parents and almost kicked over my tung oil basket."

"How long have they been gone? How many people are there?" the man in blue asked anxiously.

The old man tilted his head and thought for a while, "There are more than a dozen of us. It's going to rain and someone wants to marry. I have nothing to do. I even helped you count the heads. I've been there for about...an hour?"

"Oh, don't let us get there first." The leading man raised his eyebrows and quickly got on his horse. As soon as the rope was pulled and the whip was whipped, the horse turned over and was about to run away.

"That group of people brought a lot of big swords and spoke Sichuan dialect." The old man imitated Sichuan dialect.

"Are they all going to Lijiacun?"

The old man said: "How do I know if we are going to Lijia Village, but...this road is indeed going to Lijia Village."

"Old man, how far is Lijiacun?"

The old man looked at the sky and counted, "There are still about five miles to go."

"Those people have probably entered the village, we have to hurry up." With their legs folded, the three men and their horses rode away.

The old man watched them leave Juechen, covering the light with his hands, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I don't live in Lijia Village. I don't know who has been offended in this village. It's over, but it's just the three of you. Let's go." If you stand in the way of a horse thief, would you be overestimating your abilities?"

Suddenly, a bone-chilling cold wind blew past him, picking up fallen leaves and dust on the ground, and returned to their original state in a moment. In just a blink of an eye, the old man vaguely saw someone dressed in white flashing through the woods next to him. .

But looking around, there was not a single shadow.

The old man suspected that he had seen it wrong. He rubbed his eyes again and looked at the roads on both sides, and there was indeed nothing unusual.

The old man sighed and said, "My eyes are dazzled. There are no people. There are ghosts in the daytime. Oh, I am old and useless." He picked up the tung oil basket and walked away leisurely.

The three men were running wildly on the road. The horses were gasping for air and foaming at the mouth. It seemed that they had reached their limit.

After running for a while, the forest path suddenly opened up and entered a small plain. Dangerous peaks stood on both sides. There were fields at the foot of the mountains and a gravel road in the middle. There was a large locust tree on the roadside and a smooth patch of grass under its shade. The big stone must be a resting place for passers-by. There is a stone tablet next to the tree, and the three words "Lijia Village" are written on the stone tablet.

This is the entrance of Lijia Village. It is located in a mountain valley and is surrounded by mountains. If you don't go over the mountain, there is only one road in the valley to get in and out. There are only 18 households in Lijia Village, all with the surname Li. In the late Yuan Dynasty, the head of the Li family was

To escape the war, he led his fellow villagers to find this place, where they settled down and took root. For hundreds of years, they have been self-sufficient and independent of the world.

Lijia Village occupies a small area, and the houses in the village are built around a square. This square is about twenty feet wide, and all celebrations and sacrifices are held here. The bluestones in the square have historical imprints, and several generations of people have been here.

Kneeling to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony.

An hour ago, a group of horse thieves rushed into Lijia Village brandishing long knives. The dark backs of the knives were pulling white blades. They robbed and smashed people they saw. The horse thieves went from house to house, rushed into the house, pulled the man out and tied him up in the square.

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Lijia Village has been farming for generations and has no family training. Occasionally, there are one or two brave men who pick up pickaxes and attack horse thieves, but after a few moves, their arms and legs are removed. In just a short time, more than ten years in the village

The men were tied up in the square and sat on their knees on the ground. The horse thieves pulled a few old men out to question them and put the blade of a knife on their necks.

The horse thieves rode horses and charged back and forth on the narrow road in the village, roaring loudly. The fifty-eight people in Lijia Village were threatened with machetes and scurried like rats on their knees in the village square. The women were holding their children, and the men were holding women. Everyone.

His eyes were distracted, his hair was disheveled, and he was at a loss. Everyone was screaming and crying around him, but no one could rely on him to save him. The leader of the horse thieves surrounded the remaining people in Lijia Village and yelled at them not to make any noise.

A horse thief walked around the villagers and said to the strong man leading the way: "There are eleven girls, which one is it?"

The strong man was a head taller than the others. He casually pulled up a two-hundred-kilogram boulder beside the square and threw it in front of everyone. It jumped with a loud bang and scared everyone away, crushing several stone bricks. The stone was thrown by Li

No one had moved the village home for decades, but he lifted it up easily.

This man was covered in muscles and had a fleshy face. There was a tumor on his forehead and a strand of black hair. He stared at everyone with fierce eyes. Wherever his eyes went, everyone stopped crying or screaming. He patted the dust on his body and said

Sitting on the boulder he just threw, he thrust a big knife into the stone brick with both hands and asked fiercely: "Who is the village chief?"

"Master, this man is the clan leader." A horse thief pulled a seventy-year-old man and threw him in front of the evil man. The old man was covered in wounds, groaning, and there was a big bruise on his face. He was probably beaten by the horse thief.

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"Old man, what's your name?"

"My name is Li Si. Heroes, spare your life. We have no grievances and we are not a wealthy family. You can take all the money and food in the village and spare our lives, leaving a way to survive."

"I am not a hero. My name is Guan Tiandi. I am the master of Shudongge. I don't want your money or your food. I only want the girl that Mr. Li has hidden here. You can give it to me."

Hand it over! I will let your village live. If you don't give it, we will... Hehe," Guan Tiandi said with an evil smile, as if human life is not a big deal.

"What Master Li, I don't know."

"Old man, you won't tell me, right? If you don't hand it over, I'll kill one in a quarter of an hour until you tell me." Guantiandi raised his knife, making a gesture to chop it down.

"Don't kill people, don't kill people. What Mr. Li? What little girl? I don't know." The patriarch was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He waved his hands and shook his head in a hurry to show that he didn't know what they were talking about.

When they heard that the horse thief wanted a little girl, several mothers subconsciously hid their daughters behind their backs and covered each other's mouths, fearing that they would be the next to kneel in front of them.

"I don't know who Mr. Li is. But the Ge Laohui was ordered to find the little girl named Li who was hiding in Lijia Village. This girl is of great importance and must be handed over." The patriarch lowered his head and said. No words, just waving hands.

Seeing no reaction from the crowd, Guan Tian Di suddenly violently rose up and dropped his knife. The right arm of the young man closest to him was cut off, and blood spurted everywhere on the people nearby. The villagers were frightened and could not believe that such a tragedy had happened. By his side. This Lijia Village works as a farmer and lives according to the 24 solar terms. He is busy sowing the seeds when it is time and harvesting when it is time to harvest. There have been fights with these bandits there.

The young man didn't realize that his arm was broken, so he didn't cry out loudly at first, until the severe pain came. He stared at the bull's eyes and saw blood spurting out. The young man's face gradually became distorted, and the pain felt like an electric shock. Then he yelled loudly and immediately fainted and fell to the ground.

The screams of the remaining people came and went, but they could not be heard out of this claustrophobic canyon. No one else within a radius of thirty miles could come to rescue.

The patriarch closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to look. All the women shook the patriarch's arms and cried out for help.

"Chief, save us!"

"Sir, help me!"

The patriarch knelt down weakly, held his head in his hands, and said nothing. He knew who the little girl was, but he did not dare to tell her. He remembered that when Master Li handed it over to him, he said viciously that if the secret was revealed, the whole village would suffer. They all had to die. At that time, Mr. Li wore a black gauze hat on his head, a court dress with four claws and five pythons, a belt around his waist, and was sitting in a soft cloth sedan chair. He looked very grand. I heard that the official position in Beijing was very high, and he couldn't afford to offend him. , I could only kneel down and agree.

"Don't tell me yet?" He was so powerful that he rolled up an old man with a whip and pulled him towards him, slashing him with a knife. Another old man was stabbed in the shoulder, bleeding profusely, and roaring in pain. The horse thief was ruthless, and he saw that The saber should be pointed at the next person.

"Don't kill me. That's what Mr. Li told me and I can't give it to you!" the clan leader cried mournfully.

Guan Tiandi was heartbroken. The fact that the clan leader said this meant that there was someone else, and their work was not in vain.

"Gelao will bring back the little girl that Mr. Li has hidden here. Hand it over and we will keep you alive. If you don't tell me, I will kill another one. Until you tell me, hand over the little girl!"

"Master Li hid two, which one are you talking about?" The patriarch's heart was broken and he couldn't care so much.

"Two? Not one?" The leader and the second stallion looked at each other with doubts on their faces. The order did not say it was two girls.

"Then bring both of them!" Guan Tiandi shouted.

The patriarch's trembling hand pointed at a middle-aged woman with two children behind her. The horse thief who was near her saw this and reached out to pull her away. The middle-aged woman hurriedly stepped back to block the people behind her.

"Stop!" A long shout with a long echo shook the valley. A group of frightened birds flapped their wings and flew out, making a snapping sound.

The horse thieves were startled, and they all looked back at the entrance of the village to see who was so bold as to call out a group of horse thieves.

Three men in black cloaks walked to the entrance of the village. They dismounted neatly and neatly. Their sleeves fell and their cloaks flapped and made a crackling sound.

Although they had just traveled a hundred miles and were exhausted both physically and mentally, the three of them arranged their clothes so as not to show any signs of panic. They each took out their eight-petal round hats from their bags and put them on, with a piece of gold-lacquered official imperial emblem on them. The person in the lead pushed the cloak back to the shoulders, revealing a blue and indigo marching uniform with a gold and brocade flying fish pattern on the chest, a white gauze collar, and a long gown with dark pleats under the waist. The skirt was bright all over. If it moved a little, the flying fish's The golden embroidery thread was illuminated by the sun and shone brightly. The flying fish pattern on the clothes of the remaining two people was smaller and not as obvious as that of the leader. However, the three of them were all tall and majestic, and there was no worry of being outnumbered.

The official aura of the three people was incompatible with the poor and abject atmosphere of Lijia Village. As soon as they stepped out, they were hit by an aura that overwhelmed the horse thieves and made the villagers stunned.

The three of them looked around, and whoever their eyes met would be caught by their eyes and worth turning around to avoid. The leader slowly untied the whip from his waist, and the other two slowly pulled out their swords, with white and blue blades. Embroidered with gilt flowers, they sparkle brightly.

The second-level horse thief came over and whispered to Guan Tiandi, "Xiuchundao? Feiyu suit? It's Jin Yiwei!" There was timidity in his voice.

The leader of the Jin Yiwei said slowly, "Sister Ge Laohui, who gave you the courage to cause trouble here? Is there any other method for the king?" Especially the last sentence sounded like a bell. Although the distance was far, these few sentences But it was delivered clearly, which shows that the person who took the lead has good internal strength.

Guan Tiandi looked at the number of people on his side, then looked at these three people, assessed the situation, and made a calculation in his mind. The horse thieves had the advantage in terms of numbers, not to mention that these three people were Jin Yiwei, ordinary officials and Ge Laohui. They shouldn't be provoked. But if these three people are buried in this mountain col, no one will probably know about it. Moreover, if this task is not completed, let alone being unable to explain it by then, there is a possibility of losing one's head.

His mind was determined, and Guan Tiandi shouted loudly, "Who cares about you, Toriko Jinyiwei, if you bump into our Song Laohui, you are unlucky, you shovel, go ahead and kill them all!"

The three horse thieves rode in the vanguard and rushed towards Jin Yiwei.

The guard holding the whip swung the whip to the ground and made a thunderous sound. Then it hit one of the horse thieves like thunder. The horse thieves' shoulders sank and he dodged the head of the whip. The whip seemed to have eyes, and he rolled it up. The horse thief's waist. The horse thief felt a sharp pain shooting up his body and couldn't help but scream. It turned out that the whip was made of fine steel and inlaid with barbs. Once embedded in the human body, a slight pull would cause serious lacerations.

Jin Yiwei swung the steel whip in the opposite direction, and the horse thief couldn't stand, so he was pulled horizontally and hit another horse thief. The two fell to the ground together, blood splashing on the sand. Jin Yiwei raised the whip to throw the horse thief away, but with a horizontal pull, he actually injured the horse thief's lower abdomen. The stomach is broken and the intestines are broken.

When the horse thief was approaching, another Jin Yiwei lowered his body, swung his embroidered spring knife horizontally, and chopped off the horse's front legs first. The horse knelt forward in pain, and the horse thief was thrown off. The sword caught him, and with a wave of his hand, he rolled on the ground. The ball went a long way, and the horse thief's head was in a different place.

In just a blink of an eye, three of his men were dead. Guan Tiandi couldn't help but feel timid, but now he had no other choice but to fight.

"Brothers, get all here, fuck it, either you will die or we will die today." With a loud shout from all over the world, the remaining fifteen horse thieves galloped towards the three men.

Unfortunately, no matter how many people there were, they could not stop the Xiuchundao's swords from shooting out in all directions. The horse thieves were not as good at martial arts as the Jinyiwei, so they were stabbed one after another, one by one, cleanly.

In a short time, all the horse thieves were wiped out, leaving only a lone army fighting across the world.

The leading Jinyiwei attacked Guantiandi with his whip, surrounding him with an attack range on the left and right, forcing Guantiandi to fight with the other two Jinyiwei within the circle of the whip. If he left slightly, the whip would force him back into the attack circle.

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Seeing that the Jin Yiwei's martial arts were extraordinary, Guan Tiandi suddenly turned around and slumped his shoulders, bumping into the thinnest Jin Yiwei among them, intending to break out of him.

But when Jin Yiwei saw him turning around, he didn't avoid him at all. He just stepped forward and withstood the force that penetrated the heaven and earth with his shoulders.

The two of them collided with each other and made a loud "bounce". They thought that Guantian and Earth were powerful, but unexpectedly they were pushed back by the Jin Yiwei. Instead, they couldn't help but took a few steps back. They were so embarrassed. Guantian and Earth were shocked. Don't let yourself die today.

Lijiacun. He turned around and attacked the whip-wielding Jin Yiwei, intending to widen the attack range. Seeing the ferocity of the attack, the whip-wielding Jin Yiwei whipped back his whip and attacked the underground base of Guantian.
To be continued...