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Chapter 82 The Tricky People in the Mountains

The blush on Yan Yu's face gradually disappeared, and she immediately put the cat into her mother's arms.

She quickly climbed to the upper bunk and found the small bow and bamboo crossbow that her father had asked someone to help make.

I took a small bow and a small bamboo crossbow and handed them to my elder sister, and then asked my elder brother to take down the hoe and rake tied to the car body.

The villagers were a little confused at first, but seeing such a villain like her, they were jumping up and down.

He was busy trying to find out what happened to his family members.

The children followed suit. Small bows and arrows and small bamboo crossbows were almost standard equipment for children in the village. Half-grown children like Ertie and the others even held bamboo crossbows as big as adults.

As soon as the weapons are added, the momentum of the entire team immediately becomes different.

One party was waiting anxiously, while the other party, Yan Huaiwen rode his own ox for the first time, and it was very safe.

Sambo controls the speed, and the men can keep up if they take longer steps.

Yan Laoer was worried about his brother. He thought for a moment and said, "Brother, please don't come forward later. Let's take a closer look to see if they have any weapons like crossbows or crossbows."

Long-range weapons were too lethal, especially since his brother was riding on the back of an ox, and his target was obvious.

"God bless, apart from us, only the regular army has so many crossbows." Yan Huaiwen was very calm.

These things that his brother and the villagers had worked out were the source of his An Ran's confidence.

"Don't panic!" Seeing his brother's nervousness, Yan Huaiwen comforted him in a gentle voice: "They are probably just some villagers in the mountains."

If he was really a bandit, he would not be holding a stick, but a sword.

As they gradually approached, the two groups came into contact with each other.

The second and third ironmen could see them, and naturally they also saw the group of teenagers running towards and back after having fun.

I knew this was exposed.

They were not afraid either. The entrance was narrow and they could hold it in numbers.

On the contrary, I was worried that the person opposite me would be timid and run back in fright.

That would be all your work in vain.

Wait until both parties can clearly see each other's appearance.

The people blocking the valley entrance became restless first.

"They...what are they holding in their hands?"

"Weapons made of bamboo? And a bow!"

"Oh my God! They're not soldiers from the imperial court, are they? Coming to suppress us?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! We are not bandits, so why are we suppressing them? These people don't look like soldiers. Judging from the clothes they wear, they are all dressed like ordinary people."

"Is it possible that you dressed up like this on purpose?"

"What are you thinking? Is it true that a soldier can ride a bull? He can't ride a horse?!"

"What should we do, Uncle An, what should we do?"



Uncle An has also seen some things in the world, but he is still calm.

When he saw what looked like a scholar on the back of the cow, he asked angrily: "Does this husband want to cross the mountain from here?"

Yan Huaiwen looked intently.

Feeling a little relaxed.

"I want to pass by here."

"This mountain is our mountain. If you want to cross here, you can't cross it in vain. You have to leave something behind."

A group of people at the back bravely said:

"No outsiders are allowed to enter our mountain."

"Yes, you can't get over the mountain in vain, leave the mountain cash behind!"

"If you don't have money, you can just give them food."

"Pay per head, half for children."

Not only Yan Huaiwen, but Yan Laoer also understood.

These are a group of unscrupulous people who occupy the mountains and rob the roads.

They were all sticks, not even a bit of iron.

With this equipment, you still want to follow other people’s methods of robbery?!

"You said this mountain is yours, do you have a deed?" Yan Laoer can understand now. It doesn't mean that you live in the mountain and there is no one else in the mountain, so this mountain is yours.

When it comes to the ownership of land, mountains and forests, everything must have a deed.

A group of people looked at each other. This was the first time someone asked this question.

Usually you ask them how much they want, and if you think you can accept it, you hand it over. If you don't accept it, you say "bad luck" and go back.

They are really not the evil-hearted bandits who never hurt anyone.

"Without a deed, you say the mountain belongs to you. If you call Shan, he will agree to it!"

Get out of the way quickly, there are quite a few of us, just you guys are not enough for us to fight."

"I've seen how many of you there are. Who are you trying to scare? There are so many of us, and we haven't come all yet!" The half-grown boy shouted while waving a wooden stick.

Qi Wu stood in front of Yan Laoer and swept the wooden stick in his hand, causing a strong wind.

The opponent was so frightened that he drew back his neck.

Qi Da and Qi Si also stood up.

Then the Luo brothers, the Hu brothers...

Yan Huaiwen and Yan Laoer were blocked tightly.

This group of people were obviously at least half a head taller than them, especially the first three people who came out, who were even taller men.

Those stick dances are all carrying the wind.

It would be so painful if this happened to someone.

Yan Laoer crossed his legs, and when he saw how they looked, he was scared.

I had some calculations in my mind.

"I said to the fellows across the way, please think clearly. If you really want to take action, you people can't hold us brothers. Do you see the bamboo crossbows in our hands? You can't get close at all, and you will be beaten.

Let's shoot like hedgehogs.

We are not afraid of wild boars in the mountains, so what do you think?

We are just passing by, and we won’t compete with you for this mountain. What if we just let us pass by? We have to take action, right?

Hu Er, give them a break."

With a dark face, Hu Er raised his hand and shot an arrow.

Oops!

I saw the bamboo arrow stuck in the head of the half-grown man who just spoke.

He was completely stunned.

It's too fast, it's too fast, I can't react at all.

"Deer boy!" "Deer boy!"

"How are you?"

"Why don't you speak?"

The group of people shouted in unison.

Seeing this kid, it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"I...I'm okay?" Even I wasn't sure.

He touched it with both hands and pulled out the bamboo arrow.

His face turned pale with fright and he didn't dare to say a word.

The momentum of the person hit by this arrow suddenly disappeared.

They are all making a living in the mountains. They usually dig traps and draw a bow to shoot a few arrows. With such accuracy, I am afraid that the front-on hunting of wild boars just now was worthwhile.

They had wooden sticks in their hands, others also had them, they also had bows, and there were bamboo crossbows, which were much faster than bows, and they couldn't dodge even if they wanted to.

How can you win this?

It won't matter if there are more people.

Besides, all their strong men are here.

Uncle An sighed and was about to say that you guys should go over there.

Unexpectedly, the scholar opposite said: "Fellow, we don't mean any harm, we just want to borrow a way to inquire about some things."

"What are you asking about?"

"There are many bandits in Leshan Prefecture. We have heard about it for a long time. We are afraid that the road will be inconvenient on our way north, so I would like to ask some fellow villagers for some advice." Yan Huaiwen said.

Uncle An thought to himself: You know there are a lot of bandits and you still try to get in. Is there something wrong with you?

He thought for a while and said: "If you want to pass through here, we won't stop you. There are indeed some difficult places ahead. If you can hear a good word, just go back and take the official road."

Yan Huaiwen smiled slightly and asked him: "Will there be peace if we follow the official path?"

Uncle An choked and couldn't say anything peaceful.

The official system in Leshan Prefecture is probably even more chaotic than in this mountain.


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