Seeing this situation, Fuxi thought silently in his mind. The man in black might be the person from the bullshit sanctuary. The routine he saw in Baihua Tower last time was quite similar. What if he went to destroy their lair?
Wouldn't this guy be able to go back early?
Before he even realized it, Fuxi was already planning to get Mo Zishang away so that Murong Feixue could have some alone time with him. As for what to do alone with him, it was not Fuxi's decision.
Mencang Mountain is a very large mountain range outside Banyue City. Due to the special terrain of Banyue City, people entering and exiting the city have to pass through a small hill in Mencang Mountain. Since ancient times, many robbers have gathered on this hill.
Since more than ten years ago, this place has been unified by a person known as "Brother Chun". Brother Chun took action to renovate more than 60 cottages, large and small, and took nearly a thousand people under his control.
Living off the mountain, people like Brother Chun live on the silver tribute from people coming and going to Banyue City. Fortunately, there is a silver mine in Banyue City, and the people who come and go have plenty of money, but I don’t know why, in a few years
A long time ago, there was an unwritten rule in Brother Chun's team. There were always a few days every month when they had to go to the silver mine of Banyue City Lord Murong Tietong to make a fortune.
Murong Feixue was walking on the way out of Banyue City. When she entered the city, because of Fuxi, Murong Feixue had no chance to foresee these places like modern toll stations, so when she saw a long piece of wood lying across
In the middle of the road, there were several people gathering around a table to gamble. The scope of such a blatant robbery also made Murong Feixue realize.
"Hey, hey, those guys over there, didn't you see the brothers are here!" The two scholar-looking people were trying to bypass this section, but were stopped by the gambler.
A scholar raised his hand and said, "This is so polite."
The gambling man took out a knife and knocked on the wood in the middle of the road: "What's the etiquette! The rules of Mencang Mountain are that I opened this road and planted this tree. If you want to pass on from now on, leave money to buy the road."
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The two scholars looked at each other, took out a piece of silver from the money bag at their waists and handed it to the gambling man. The man weighed it, waved and said, "Let's go."
After the scholar left, Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang also approached the gambling man. As usual, the man said: "Tolls!"
Murong Feixue took out a large silver ingot worth ten taels and waved it in front of the gambling man. When the gambling man was about to reach out and take it away, he calmly put it away.
"Oh! This little bitch is here to beat you!" The gambling man was teased, and he waved the knife in anger: "Tell you! We are under Brother Chun. If you are reluctant to part with this toll, wait.
Brother Chun is here, and a little toll can’t solve it!"
Murong Feixue said with a cold face: "Really? What if I just don't want to give it?"
"Sure enough, we are here to cause trouble!" The gambling man took a sip and called to the people around him: "Brothers! Show them how powerful they are!"
When the other people who were still at the table heard this, they each pulled out a knife and pointed it at Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang!
Murong Feixue frowned: "I don't want to fight with you, take me to your village."
"Going to the cottage? We will take you back to the cottage later to entertain the brothers!" After the leader of the gambling man finished speaking, several people laughed meaningfully.
