It was not until the afternoon of the third day that the four people arrived at the foot of the Lone Peak Mountain.

After the renovation, the two shopkeepers were ordered to hide with their horses. Shen Yuanjing and Linghu Chong chose an unmanned hillside to go up. Both of them had good light skills and soon reached the top of the mountain.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, there is a platform at a half-high position, with some wooden buildings distributed in disorder.

According to Zhang Yuanwai's shopkeeper, the person who originally Ju Xiao here was a group of "heroes" who committed the case. Although he was doing a business of "I bloom this mountain and I plant this tree", he was also suppressed by the Huashan faction and did not dare to break the rules of the Green Forest and never hurt people easily.

More than a month ago, a group of powerful men from Beilai, who were called crazy sand thieves, repelled the heroes of Gufeng Mountain. Later, they broke the rules that they should not hurt people at will. They not only killed passers-by vendors at any time, but also went down the mountain to rob and rob, and even committed the evil deeds of slaughtering the village.

Shen Yuanjing and Linghu Chong touched the outside of the village, and looked at the layout of the village through several large stones. They surrounded the mountains on three sides, with only a road in the southeast, two huge wooden doors and a watchtower.

There is an empty field inside the village. At this moment, two burly men were carrying whips and supervising a group of people in ragged beggars to carry stones and wood, from east to west, as if they were going to build a new house.

A half-aged boy might have fainted from hunger and couldn't see the road. He stepped on the stone and fell down, and the log on his back also rolled to the ground.

Before he could get up, the vicious supervisor's whip came up with shamelessness. The pitiful young man rolled all over the ground, and the screams of "Ah~Ah~" were endless.

Linghu Chong looked at it with a angrier and was about to pull out his right hand, but his shoulder was pressed by Shen Yuanjing beside him. When he looked back, Shen Yuanjing pointed to the sun in the sky and said nothing. He realized that this was the other party reminding him to act according to the plan. When the thieves came back later, they would take action.

A small impatience will cause trouble, and Linghu Chong certainly knew this. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and the blue veins bulged, but in the end he let go of the hand holding the sword.

Fortunately, another supervisor on the side said something. The supervisor who beat people didn't want to lose a slave, so he stopped, spitted, and went over and kicked the boy.

The boy quickly got up, knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times, then carried a heavy log and walked forward step by step.

The surveillance camera laughed and whipped another whip at an old farmer who was working normally next to him. The old farmer shook in pain, but finally stood firm and bent his waist lowered. The people all shrank, lowered their heads, and dared not speak or be angry.

Linghu Chong was angry when he watched from the side, but at least he had no intention of being impulsive. Shen Yuanjing didn't care, but instead wrapped it behind the stone and started to sit down.

About an hour later, the sun was finally going to set the mountain, and a group of people appeared at the gate of the village with shouts. The two supervisors shouted "Brother" and hurriedly met: "How is the harvest this time?"

"Hahahaha, how can a small caravan escape from our palms?" With a loud voice, a thick man walked out first.

Taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset, Shen Yuanjing and Linghu Chong looked carefully. The strong man was covered in thick flesh like a black bear, with dark skin like an iron cow in Zhenhe. His red and yellow eyebrows were added to the word "一", his eyes were red and his face was ferocious, and he looked like an evil ghost. People were afraid of seeing it.

A group of people rushed in from behind, leading a few horses with some goods on it. A strong man carried a body from the back of a horse.

"Is this the 19th brother?" Several people came out of the village. After taking the corpse, they recognized that they were brothers on their side.

"The idea is a bit stubborn, I've broken it!" The voice of the boss of the Crazy Sand Thieves was slightly lowered: "Prepare the firewood and close the village gate."

With a command, several minions closed the wooden door of the village, carried a cross-block and then supported the door latch with a wooden stake under the door latch. With this operation, it was difficult for those who attacked from outside to open it.

The two supervisors just now walked aside, pulled out a few hard laborers with a whip, and brought a pile of firewood. The dead sand thief's body was placed on it.

"The clay pot will never break away from the well, and the general will inevitably die in the battle. Those who come out to the world will have such a day. Why are everyone sad? We drink fine wine and enjoy the grudges. We don't care when we die when we die. We can just have a happy life every day! Come on, I'll do this bowl!"

The boss began to speak sadly, but later he turned into generousness. Not only did his brothers be impressed, but even Linghu Chong on the side was infected: "What a heroic man!"

Shen Yuanjing held the sword in his chest and watched coldly.

The thieves drank a bowl of wine and poured another bowl of wine into the soil. The boss reached out to get the torch and was about to light the firewood when he remembered another thing: "By the way, where is the woman that the nineteenth brother is most obsessed with? Pull it over and let him bury him!"

"Yes!" "Brother benevolent!" The subordinates applauded, and a thief came out from behind and strideed out: "I'll catch that girl!"

Shen Yuan spotted a little Linghu Chong, pressed his hand down, then dodged a few times and fell into the darkness.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone was impatient to wait, and the boss shouted: "Lao Wu, what are you doing? Where are you doing it? How about you being slow??"

“Here!”

Along with the sound, a black shadow hit the past.

The boss was startled and quickly swept the shadow aside. Several of his men came over with torches and saw clearly that it was Lao Wu who fell to the ground, with his eyes wide open and a large patch of blood on his neck.

"Fifth Brother?" "Fifth Brother!"

In the midst of a noise, the boss yelled: "Who is it?"

Shen Yuanjing slowly walked from the darkness with his sword in his arms towards the light, his hair was not messy and his clothes were not stained with blood. The boss felt a stern. Before he could ask questions, his two subordinates could not hold back and rushed out.

"Swish" "Swish" two sword lights flashed. Before everyone could see it clearly, the two crazy sand thieves who rushed out covered their necks and knelt on the ground. Linghu Chong secretly praised on the side: "What a move, white clouds came out of the mountains!"

"Thirteenth brother!" "Eighth brother!", the subordinates were about to rush again. The boss quickly waved his hand to block it, looked directly at Shen Yuanjing, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you in a dilemma with our Kuangsha Gang?"

"Huashan, Shen Yuanjing!"

"People from Huashan Sect? This is a place in Shanxi. Your Shaanxi sects have crossed the boundaries!"

"Eliminate the thief." He spit out a word, and Shen Yuanjing was not going to talk nonsense to them, and walked forward slowly with his sword.

The boss just felt that the young man in front of him had great sword skills and suffered a lot of casualties when he fought. He was not really afraid of him. Since a fierce battle could not be avoided, he was not long-winded. He made a gesture to the side and his subordinates surrounded him.

Shen Yuanjing was even less afraid. He put the sword across his chest and flicked it. The crisp sound was accompanied by a murderous intent to cut through the night.
Chapter completed!