Chapter Thirty-One
Although he only presided over trivial matters such as cutting paths and robbing roads, the bandit leader who was born in a prince's palace also had the "integrated energy" state of the first level [Fine and Flesh Foreign Minister].
Even though the space for dodge was blocked by the frightened men at this moment, he was frightened but not confused.
At the moment when he was about to kill, he suddenly raised his foot and skillfully picked up the bandit in front of him, making his body stand upright to meet the golden cold light flying towards him.
puff!
The next moment, the steel dart penetrated the chest of the previous person and came out from behind.
Although the golden wire steel dart was slightly blocked by the bandit's bones, it still sliced off the left ear of the bandit leader behind him and plowed a deep blood groove on his left cheek.
The power of a dart is actually more terrifying than the power of a strong bow, crossbow or even a firearm.
But at this moment, the bandit leader, who thought he had escaped death, shrank his pupils.
"not good!"
However, he saw that the trajectory of the steel dart was stained with blood due to blood splatter, and a long transparent rope actually appeared.
One end of the long rope was tied to the golden ring of the steel dart, and the other end was clearly in the hand of the powerful enemy!
Just as the bandit leader was about to slash with his knife, he saw the long bloody rope suddenly trembled, and the blood collapsed and became transparent again.
collapse!
And through the transmission of this force, the steel dart that had reached behind him suddenly returned like a "wired" remote-controlled flying sword.
This time he couldn't escape.
With a sound of "Duo", the cold front penetrated into the back of the head, and the bandit leader died immediately.
Wang Yuan stretched out his hand again, and the golden steel dart suddenly returned from the hole in the thug's chest like a butterfly piercing through flowers.
In the midst of lightning and flint, this guy died before he even had time to fall.
At this time, the bandit next to him finally saw clearly that this was actually a soft rope dart gun.
It is only because the rope is completely transparent that the steel dart appears and disappears, just like the legendary flying sword that comes and goes as expected!
This is one of Cui Tong's housekeeping skills.
"Bee Officer, Golden Wing Envoy, Flower Thief, Jade Waist Slave." are the nicknames of bees and butterflies. His superb rope dart skills are called "Golden Wings and Jade Waist Slave".
The tendon of a strange python is used as a dart rope. After being soaked in potion, it is not only hard to be hurt by a sword, but also completely transparent and almost invisible to inspection.
After Cui Tong became a painting spirit, this weapon naturally fell into the hands of Taoist Wild Dog.
However, although the name of [Golden Winged Jade Waist Slave] is beautiful, when used with the [Butterfly Art of War], it kills without mercy.
The steel dart that flew back circled around Wang Yuan's raised elbow, accelerated in an instant, and then rushed out again with a sharp roar.
The bandits who faced him almost suspected that what they were killing was not a small rope dart, but a powerful bow and crossbow that killed people like cutting grass.
"Kill him! If we don't kill him, we will have to..."
As soon as a bandit raised his arms and shouted, he was nailed through the throat and his neck bones were broken.
In the blink of an eye, there were only seven servants left in the Luoyang Palace.
And Wang Yuan also rushed into the formation like a tiger among the sheep.
The steel knife was invincible, lifting the knees and crushing the elbows. At a speed far exceeding those of these minions, it shattered their knees and knocked out their teeth.
Although the "White Tiger Art of War" inherited by Wang Yuan is the first-class in the world, the "Butterfly Art of War" practiced by Cui Tong, the "stealing cat" and many people in the public sect, can only be regarded as second-rate or above average.
But his fighting vision and experience are far superior to that of Wang Yuan, a young man from the mountains.
Especially when doing the four things of "not stealing money", "making a name for yourself", "showing your holiness in front of others", and "distributing wealth with justice".
Probably because of his nature, Cui Tong, the "stealing cat", possesses abilities that are as easy to control as an arm.
Wang Yuan also took this opportunity to quickly digest and absorb the experience and martial arts of this thief and turned them into his own.
In the past, the shortcomings of only practicing martial arts and not killing people were quickly consolidated.
By the way, I also feel a little sad about the wild dog Taoist's waste of natural resources. The most important purpose of this [Human Face Painting Method] is not to pretend to be a handsome man and go to a brothel for free.
Instead, you can accelerate learning and use the lifetime experience and knowledge of many industry leaders for your own use. Even if you only have a small part of the best, you can still make a lot of money.
"Run!"
One of them howled miserably, no longer caring about the crumbling military formation, and rushed towards the nearest mountain forest.
But Wang Yuan chased them one by one, and the rope darts came and went like lightning, taking their lives lightly and skillfully.
In line with the principle of "Thieves don't steal anything", he touched the top and bottom of these bastards who had looted countless people's lives.
And because of his "loyalty and wealth" character, Wang Yuan shared some of the money he took out with the poor villagers.
"My hero, I can't repay you for saving my life. If you escape from this difficulty, I will definitely set up a place of immortality to worship you day and night."
"Thank you, hero, for saving my life."
"..."
Tears were streaming down our faces, and the whole family, who didn't know whether they were sad or happy, knelt on the ground and expressed their gratitude.
After killing a dozen and saving a dozen, the [Yin De] points on the account also increased from 332 to 583.
These ordinary people may kill or save one [Yin Virtue] worth about 10 points, but they are better than a long stream of water.
If you want to get rich, you still have to find those evil magicians and cause weird troubles.
"Let's go quickly. After arriving in the north of the mountain, it is best to leave the eight counties around Beimang Mountain as soon as possible. There may be minions of the Luoyang Palace entrenched in these places.
Once they come to your door, you may not be as lucky as you are today."
Of course, Wang Yuan deliberately scared them to stay away from Beiman Mountain, but it was not because of the Luoyang Palace.
In fact, they were worried about what might happen to King Yili’s Bicentenary Festival twenty-eight days later. Wouldn’t today’s life be saved in vain?
You can't run away, but these innocent people can.
Soon, the villagers who were missing two people wiped away their tears and hurriedly drove the donkey cart on the road.
Apart from the servants of the Luoyang Prince's Palace, there were only the Liu family and his son who died as silently as weeds.
Their relatives were simply unable to take them away together.
Wang Yuan sprinkled the [Corpse Powder] secretly prepared by Taoist Wild Dog on the piles of corpses of servants, letting them turn into blood and water to nourish the vegetation on Beiman Mountain.
The bodies of the father and son were found by Wang Yuan in a nearby place and buried in Beimang Mountain.
After staring at this new tomb for a long time, he finally sighed deeply:
"There is [Owl God's Tomb] in the mountains that eats people, and the world outside the mountains is also eating people!"
After reading through the memories of the twenty-four painting spirits.
Wang Yuan realized that he was obviously a country bumpkin who had never even been to Luoyang City in his life, but he had a considerable understanding of the customs and customs of various places in the Great Yan Nine Provinces.
He no longer takes a dim view of the current situation in the Great Yan Court.
The most profound feeling is that the world seems to have entered the Little Ice Age, with long cold winters at the beginning and end of the year, and severe droughts and floods in summer.
Even monsters like Baishanjun have to leave their hometown and come all the way to Beimang Mountain to eat, let alone those farmers who have always been at the bottom of the world?
The foundation of the imperial court's rule was visibly crumbling.
The essence of dynastic reincarnation is actually the contradiction between population and resources.
Although the Taoism of this world is manifested and there are all kinds of monsters, ghosts, snakes, gods and immortal immortals, the chaotic and bloody power from the bottom obviously cannot solve the problem of productivity.
Therefore, the dynasties in this world's history did not last longer than those in previous lives.
On the contrary, because even the imperial court was unable to monopolize Taoism, Kyushu was full of "arsenals", and every civil commotion was so powerful that it shook the country.
Counting the time, it seems that the Great Yan Dynasty, which has been in existence for 247 years, is not too far away from the end of the dynasty.
"It's probably only at this time that Ge Daoye and Wang Yunhu dare to plan the [Owl God's Tomb], right?
Regardless of whether King Yili turned into a cannibal [Weird], it was also the royal tomb of Taizu's own son, and it represented the face of the imperial court.
But as the chaos gradually emerges, you don't have to worry too much about the king's law, you just need to concentrate on dealing with [weirdness].
The worst-case scenario is that he will fly away after the matter is accomplished. Except for the Luoyang Palace, which is interested in it, the anxious court will not have the energy to pursue him. "
actually.
Whenever dynasties change and the world is in chaos, it is also the time when the robbery of the Beimang Mountain tomb is most rampant. There are even official Faqiu Zhonglang generals and mountain Taoists to organize large-scale excavations.
Wang Yunhu, Ge Daoye, they just struck first and were bolder than others.
Although there are thousands of large tombs on Beimang Mountain, in fact, there are only nine out of ten tombs that are empty.
Some have even been moved several times and moved in with new owners.
After all, although Beimang Mountain is vast, there are only so many truly good places, and over the course of thousands of years, all those that can be accommodated will have been filled.
At least Wang Yuan is sure that the Luoyang King's Tomb on the Bird's Mouth Slope was not the first resident of that land.
"At the end of the dynasty, demons are dancing wildly, and there is no pure land in the world where people can be alone.
Forget it, in my situation, I’d better wait until I successfully survive the festival before caring about this troubled world.”
Even if you are walking quietly on the road, you may encounter bandits.
Facts have proven that with Wang Yuan's own "-5" [luck], if there is a possibility that things will go bad for him, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen!
Even though he has put on a layer of skin, he is still essentially the same unlucky guy. Even if he doesn't look for trouble, trouble will come to him.
Wang Yuan knew very well that he had no qualifications to care about the common people in the world, so he had to be careful in the future. If he made a mistake, he might be in danger of being doomed.
After calming down, he returned to the path at Xiefengkou and headed towards the south of Beimang Mountain to find his contact person.
suddenly.
Chapter completed!