"I will take the lead, and the remaining ten people will go into the mountain to search in case there is an ambush in the forest. Those below me should guard the rear."
Qi Zihao held a long sword in his hand and stepped forward to challenge.
His kung fu was honed from training in the military camp since he was a child. He didn't have any extravagant showmanship, and his attacks were crisp and clean. He only wanted to make the opponent lose his combat effectiveness with one move.
Qi Zihao quickly killed all the bandits. Most of the bandits fell down immediately, and the remaining ones who were still alive were also stained.
The bandit leader who was sitting on the horse was captured alive by him.
Seeing his brothers dying in the blink of an eye, the bandit leader's eyes turned red, and he stared at Qi Zihao fiercely and said: "We have run into trouble today, you can kill or behead them, it's up to you!"
Qi Zihao directly sheathed his sword, and everyone who had just fallen to the ground began to moan and groan.
Soon, a ten-man team that went to search in the forest also came out of the woods with seven or eight people in hand.
When the bandit leader saw that even the people he had ambushed in advance had been caught out, he immediately lost his previous toughness and begged for mercy: "It's all because we are too blind to recognize Taishan. Too, too old to cause trouble, I hope the hero will spare his life!"
"
Qi Zihao ordered his men to tie up the bandits.
Then Mr. Yan came over quietly, asked someone to set up a small table, a chair, placed wine glasses and a few side dishes, and sat down to prepare for questions.
The bandit leader now became more and more certain that this group of people was definitely not an ordinary caravan.
"I don't know what you two want to know, but whatever I know, I will tell you everything," the bandit leader said flatteringly.
Although his tone of voice was a bit strange, Da Qi's words were actually pretty good.
However, Mr. Yan was not in a hurry. He poured himself a glass of wine while eating the food and drinks.
Smelling the aroma of wine and looking at the braised beef and peanuts on the table, the bandit leader couldn't help but swallow his saliva and made a grunting sound.
He immediately blushed in embarrassment, but fortunately he had thick beard, so it was hard to tell.
Only then did Mr. Yan calmly say: "To be honest, we originally set out from South Zhili and planned to go all the way west to Dali, selling some things along the way and some medicinal materials before going back.
"But when we were resting in Huguang, we heard that something happened in Juzhou. Along the way, we met many refugees who fled to Huguang.
"So now we want to know how it is on the Juzhou side, and whether the caravan can still pass by? Will there be any danger?"
The bandit leader stared at the wine cup in his hand and demanded, "Give me a drink and I'll tell you when you finish it!"
"Hey, your kid is tied up now, and you still negotiate terms with me?" Mr. Yan almost laughed angrily at him, "Tell me everything you know, otherwise you're so stupid
I’m afraid I won’t be able to save it today, so don’t even think about drinking again in the future!”
The bandit leader smelled the aroma of the wine and licked his white and chapped lips, his Adam's apple rolling up and down with greed.
Then he shook his head and said: "I advise you to go back home. The Juzhou area is now occupied by the Wu barbarians and it's very chaotic. If you can't do it alone, you won't be able to save salt or money, and you will have to live in it."
.”
Upon hearing this, Qi Zihao and Yan Laosan looked at each other and thought that something was really going on here, but they just didn't know what the reason was.
Yan Laosan said as if he knew very well: "You couldn't have hijacked the car or deliberately said this to deceive us, right? I've been on this road before. The Wuman people all live in the deep mountains and old forests, and they behave well.
What to do if you capture Juzhou City?
"Besides, even Uman people have to eat salt, right? We are just a caravan, and we are not doing business with anyone."
"You only know one thing, but not the other." The bandit leader looked at the jug on the table eagerly, "Bring me a jug, and I will tell you after you drink it."
Mr. Yan did not refuse this time, but only handed the bandit leader a glass.
The bandit leader took Sanye Yan's hand, drank the wine in one gulp, smacked his lips and let out a comfortable sigh from his throat.
"Okay, I've had a drink, let's talk quickly!" Mr. Yan urged.
"Let's talk about this matter with conscience. We can't blame the Wuman people entirely." The bandit leader said, "You should also know that the Wuman people believe in ghost masters. The ghost master in this village is old. According to the tradition of the Wuman tribe,
, used his witchcraft power to choose his successor, his youngest son Pu Kun.
"It is said that this Pu Kun can not only inherit all the witchcraft power of the ghost master, but also be better than others. Anyway, it means that he is a genius that is rare in their clan for hundreds of years. His witchcraft power is outstanding and he can make the village even better in the future.
To grow or something.
"As a result, people from the Xie family, the lord of Juzhou, met Pu Kun on their way out for hunting in the mountains. The two sides had a conflict for some reason. The Xie family bullied the smaller ones and not only killed one of Pu Kun's followers, but also beat Pu Kun.
Became seriously injured.
"When the remaining people brought the seriously injured Pu Kun back to the stronghold, the Ghost Lord was furious, and the Wuman tribe refused to let him go, so they gathered their men and came down the mountain to capture Juzhou City.
"I heard that they asked the Xie family to find a way to treat Pu Kun. If they couldn't cure him in one day, they would kill a member of the Xie family."
When the bandit leader said this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said: "That's why I told you not to go. The Wuman people have witchcraft and know tricks, otherwise how could they capture Juzhou City so easily!
"Although your little brother is very powerful in martial arts, his two fists are still hard to beat with four hands. What's more, he has witchcraft. Don't blame me for not reminding you that you can make more money, but you only have one life."
Mr. Yan was really angry this time and laughed. He raised his hand and slapped the bandit leader on the head and said, "You still know this truth? Why don't you keep it to advise yourself!"
Mr. Yan turned back to the car and discussed with Qi Zihao: "What do you think of what he said?"
"I think it's half true and half false." Qi Zihao said, "The Ghost Lord's heir was injured by the Xie family, so the Ghost Lord led people down to capture Juzhou City. This reason is reasonable, but he should add some details on his own.
Quite a few.”
"Then what should we do next? Should we continue to move forward, or should we just go back?"
"I came with you. No matter what decision you make, I will stick with you to the end." Qi Zihao said.
"How about this, you give me two people, I will bring less salt mines, and go over to explore the situation." Yan Laosan suggested.
Qi Zihao felt that this was a bit risky, so he shook his head and said: "If you want to go, I'll go too. I'm better than you, so at least I have to accompany you!"
"This is not a place to compete in skills." Yan Laosan shook his head and said, "You haven't been trained in this area, it's easy to get in trouble.
"Besides, if I get caught, it's up to you to bring someone to rescue me!"
What Yan Sanye said was reasonable, but Qi Zihao was still a little worried, frowning and saying nothing.
"Okay, don't worry. When Third Master and I became prosperous in the northwest, your hair hadn't even grown yet!" Third Master Yan waved his hand and said, "That's it."