A bright white moon hangs in the mid-air like a jade plate, and the whole world looks very bright. The dirt road is like a white belt, paved in the mountains, and summer insects hide in the grass on the roadside and chirp.

This place seemed very quiet and full of nature, but it was quickly broken by a small team.

Two carriages came slowly from a distance. The carriages made a squeaking sound, and the goods they transported seemed heavy. The two carriages rolled over a beach, and the sand splashed up and left traces on the ground.

Two very deep car marks.

There were two men on horseback guarding the carriage in front and behind, with a machete on their waists. Sometimes they would observe the surroundings vigilantly, but most of the time they would just chat.

"It will be late soon, we don't have to walk at night!" The thin man riding in front yawned loudly, and sighed with the fat man next to him.

But the fat man was disdainful. He glanced at him and said, "Driving at night is not the same as driving during the day. I think it's too hot during the day!"

"Although they are all the same, walking at night always makes me feel scared!" The thin man looked at the black shadows in the mountains with lingering fear, always feeling that they were monsters and monsters.

The fat man puffed up his chest, making his round belly even more eye-catching. He raised his chin arrogantly and said, "A gentleman is magnanimous. If you have any demons and monsters, feel free to jump out. I, Zhao Er, will kill the gods when I meet him, and I will kill the Buddha when I meet the Buddha!"

Squeak!

But at this time, a monkey holding a stick stood in the middle of the road, first waved the stick a few times, and then pointed it at them angrily and made a provocative cry.

"Haha... Where is that wild monkey? I'll chop it to death, and tonight's midnight snack will be guaranteed!" The fat man looked at the clamoring monkey, and proudly wanted to pat it and move forward.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the thin man next to him grabbed him and motioned him to look around.

He swallowed secretly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, but he saw that there were already dozens of people around him, there were twenty or thirty people, and each masked man had a weapon in his hand.

"The salt belongs to the Jiang Mansion, but your life belongs to you! If you are wise, don't resist. Think more about your wife, children and mother at home. Our Tianhu Gang only wants salt but not our lives!" Just when the four guards were about to take action, a young man

The sound reached their ears.

So cultured!

Zhao Er has encountered Jie Dao several times and found that this group of people is the most educated and speaks more philosophically than scholars. He immediately raised his hands and stopped making unnecessary counterattacks.

In fact, they knew that resisting would cost their lives in vain. There were thirty people, and they were all armed with sharp weapons. If they really wanted to fight, they would be seven against one, so there would be no chance of winning.

Soon, the four guards and the two grooms were tied up. These people did not do anything excessive to them. After looting the salt from the carriage, they stuffed them into the carriage.

"These people are still too naive. If they try to rob someone on this road, they will definitely be doomed."

The reason why Zhao Er didn't resist was actually this idea. The Jiang Mansion had personnel deployed at the front and rear of this road. Once something happened, the people who robbed the road would definitely face interceptions from both front and rear.

After climbing over this hillside, you will see Mingyue Bridge in front of you, and Mingyue Bridge is very close to Jiang Mansion. People over there will probably send people to come over to help. Once something is abnormal here, Jiang Mansion's servants and guards will definitely come out in full force.

The members of the Tiger Gang were carrying so much salt that day, no matter which direction they fled, it was impossible to escape.

What disappointed him was that until the morning sun rose, no one came to disturb his sweet dream. The only regret was that his hands were tied and he couldn't jerk off twice.

The news soon spread back to Jiang Mansion and reached Mrs. Jiang's ears.

Boom!

An exquisite tea cup was smashed to the ground, and the beautiful face looked ferocious, and the white teeth clenched and gritted. It was just that the Mingyue Bridge was burned, but I didn't expect that a batch of goods was lost last night.

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This road is the only way for them to transport salt. All the salt in Lianzhou passes through here, so this road becomes particularly important. In order to ensure the safety of this bridge, Jiang Mansion invested a lot of manpower and material resources.

Of course, this kind of investment is not without reason. What they transport is actually private salt. Compared with the official salt obtained from the Haibei Salt Class, the cost of private salt obtained directly from salt households will undoubtedly be lower.

Profits are more generous.

But who would have thought that the salt transportation route, which had always been peaceful, was disrupted last night and two situations occurred one after another. This salt transportation route was destroyed, and a batch of salt was robbed.

These two fists undoubtedly hit Jiang Mansion's chest. Even though she had never cared about business matters, she still felt heartache for Jiang Mansion's loss.

"Steward Zhao, go and call all the servants in the house. Let's go to Changlin Village. I want to see what this villain wants to do!" Mrs. Jiang finally couldn't swallow her breath and immediately ordered to Butler Zhao.

But she never expected that it was Lin Haoran who came to ask for punishment before, but now it was she who came to ask for help. It was really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

"Madam, I'm afraid the people from Changlin Village didn't do the salt robbery!" Butler Zhao frowned and said carefully.

"Didn't you say yesterday that they burned the bridge?" Mrs. Jiang glared at him and said.

"They may have burned the Mingyue Bridge, but they probably didn't steal the salt. The salt was robbed on the Mingyue Bridge side. If they want to transport it back to Changlin Village, they have to pass through the Ghost Gate Wall, but it is an extremely difficult road to climb.

The cliff." Butler Zhao shook his head slightly and stated the basis for his judgment.

This is indeed the case. A river separates Changlin Village and Jiangcun. Mingyue Bridge, Pingyang Bridge, and the stone bridge in front of Changlin Village open three passages to the village, but Mingyue Bridge is a dead end. There is almost no road from Changlin Village to Mingyue.

bridge, and it is extremely dangerous.

"Who else is it but that villain? Hurry up and call someone!" Mrs. Jiang believed in her intuition and ordered again through gritted teeth.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Butler Zhao immediately left with the order and summoned the people from the Jiang Mansion. After hesitating for a while, he sent someone to the Inspection Department to report to the branch in case of any eventuality.

Jiang Yuebai was studying in the room. This talented young man was actually very diligent and planned to avenge his shame in tomorrow's provincial examination. But after hearing about this, he also got on the carriage. He also wanted to meet the man who was once

He plays with clapping nerds.

After a while, a large group of people set off from Jiangcun and headed towards Changlin Village.
Chapter completed!