The fog in the mountains is the most difficult to disperse, like a shy little lady tugging on the veil, refusing to let go. A thin figure shuttles through the haze at high speed, tossing and hopping, like an ape, passing through the mountains and around.
The stream crosses the commercial road without pedestrians and reaches the mountain on the opposite side.
The Black Tiger Mountain Range is divided into north and south parts by commercial roads. The bandits in the Black Tiger Mountain are mainly concentrated in the northern part. It is not only vast but also has a better geographical location. In the north, the comprehensive aspects are worse, so there is only Dadao Mountain.
There.
When Dadaoshan Xiudao chose to build the mountain here, it was mainly because he was far away from the Black Tiger Mountain village where he once lived, so he didn’t have to be too constrained by Thirteenth Mother. But it was also because of this that Lu Yi originally chose Dadaoshan and Huangniuling.
At that time, one of the reasons why I did not choose Dadaoshan was that although it was far away and safe, it was not a place where I could show my ambitions.
A few days ago, Hua Mianhu came to me and told him something. Hua Mianhu was going to attack Lao Wa and the others. He briefly talked about the plan. The plan was very simple, which was to join forces with Thirteen Niangs at the Qingming Festival.
That day, at the burial place of Laoshantou, he invited Lao Wa and the others there, and attacked them there, leaving him to stay at the top of the mountain. At that time, Xiudao suggested that he take advantage of this opportunity to sneak attack Xiaowa Village or Huangniuling, but was attacked by Hua Mianhu.
He refused, saying that there would definitely be defenses there, and we had to be cautious. It was such a good thing, and Xiudao agreed without even thinking about it.
Xiudao stood outside the house and watched the pouring rain. He drank a small drink happily to dispel the coldness in his body and murmured: "I don't know if there is a fight over there. With the flower-faced tiger and the old man
Can the Bai two kill them? Will Thirteenth Niang really help Hua Mianhu? Probably so, after all, this will be of great benefit to Thirteenth Niang without any harm."
"Wait a minute, several mountains are gathered there. The situation of Thirteenth Niang is even more dangerous. Wouldn't it be better to take action against Thirteenth Niang?"
Xiudao pondered for a while, seemed to have figured out something, and said with a smile: "Hua Mian Hu, Hua Mian Hu, you are too cautious. You kid must not have taken action against Lao Wa and the others. You must have secretly colluded with Lao Wa and the others.
, the person who really took action was Thirteen Niang, why did you tell me that you were taking action against Lao Wa? Are you trying to test me? Or are you really holding back? Or are you doing both?"
"Whether it's testing or holding back, I'll do whatever you want me to do. I'm not too lazy to add any extraneous details. Just drink my little wine in peace."
Thinking of this, Xiudao felt a lot better. He originally walked out of the house to remind the brothers in the village to be careful of a sneak attack, but he didn't want to remind them and asked them to relax. He drank some wine and returned to the house.
Chen Mo was on a mountainside. Through the rain curtain, a little cloud and mist dispersed, and he looked at a village on the opposite mountainside. The village was smaller than Shisanniang's village. There was no fence, and because there was still some fog, it was difficult to see.
After checking the situation of the people in the village, I only occasionally saw a few figures walking around in the village.
"This is Dadao Mountain, right?" Chen Mo murmured and unwrapped the two knives wrapped in cloth in his hands. One was a broken blade for his own use, and the other was an ordinary long knife given by Thirteenth Mother.
This morning, I wanted to complete the agreement with Xiao Yanyu, but was stopped by Thirteen Niang in the middle.
"Are you free? Help me with something."
"No time." Chen Mo refused as always.
"Do me a favor. After one year, you can take Yan Yu out of here, and I won't stop you." Thirteenth Niang was already used to Chen Mo's way of communicating.
Chen Mo, who didn't want to pay attention to Thirteenth Niang, stopped, looked at Thirteenth Niang and said, "Say."
Although Chen Mo wanted to improve his strength by competing with Thirteenth Niang, he also knew that if he could not advance to the second level, it would not be a short time before he could defeat or tie her. Now that there is another condition, maybe first
By eliminating your own passivity, it will be more convenient if you really want to leave.
"Go to Dadao Mountain to kill the rusty knife." Thirteenth Niang looked at Chen Mo with bright eyes.
"Who is better, him or Hua Mianhu?"
"He's just as good as a flower-faced tiger."
"Okay." Chen Mo agreed without hesitation, breaking his promise to Yan Yu.
Seeing his readily agreed, he told Chen Mo about the general situation of Dadao Mountain and what he was going to do today. Chen Mo had seen the rusty knife, and that night when he was caught by Thirteen Niang,
One of the three people who confronted Thirteenth Niang was Xiudao. He didn't know which one was which at the time, but after describing his characteristics in Thirteenth Year, Chen Mo remembered that person.
"Leaving now?" Chen Mo asked.
"right."
"Okay." Chen Mo turned around and left without saying a word.
"Wait." Thirteenth Niang stopped him again.
"What else do you want?"
"No, I will arrange some helpers for you, he..."
"No need." Chen Mo refused.
"you...."
"That's enough for me." After Chen Mo said that, he was about to leave, but then he thought of something and said, "Is this village safe?"
Hearing Chen Mo's question, Thirteen Niang certainly knew what he was worried about, and said calmly: "Don't worry, she will be safe."
"Okay, give me another knife."
Thirteenth Niang knew the power of this guy's double swords and immediately agreed: "If you like whoever you like, just take it and say it was me."
After getting the answer he wanted, Chen Mo turned around and left. After borrowing a knife from someone in the village, he left the village without saying hello to Xiao Yanyu.
The rain started to fall, and it was difficult to stop the rain in this kind of weather.
Chen Mo sneaked down the mountainside and quietly walked toward the stockade he had seen before.
At the outermost edge of the stockade, there are houses where some juniors with low status live. There is no watchtower or anything like that in the stockade. The usual patrols are wandering outside the stockade. Of course, this is when the weather is good. In weather like this,
They can all watch and move around, just in their own houses, and occasionally go out for a walk. If their boss does not supervise closely, they can probably sleep peacefully. They know that their village is far away from the other hills.
Don't worry about others sneaking up on you.
In a house, two grown men were bored and drinking low-quality drinks. There was no way, the better drinks were in the hands of some big guys in the village. As marginalized figures, they could only drink better drinks during big events.
Drinks.
The bearded man picked at his crotch and said impatiently: "This old bird is causing trouble again."
"How old are you, and you can still use that thing?" the man drinking with the bearded man said jokingly.
"You think I am you and you can just decide on your own?" the bearded man retorted. "Your ability is despised by the women in the village."
"Hey, hey, hey, we are all brothers, and we don't expose each other's faults. Since you are so hungry, why don't you go find those women to vent your anger." The other man depressedly took a sip of the bad wine that was harsh on his throat.
"Come on, those women are tired of playing, and they are all...how do you say that word, oh, they are old and yellow, I don't want to spend that wasted money." The bearded man said disdainfully, those few
Women are all concubines of the big shots in the village. They are called concubines, but they are actually tools for them to plunder the money of other brothers in the village. They are also very expensive. In this place deep in the mountains and old forests, it can be quite lonely sometimes.
"I need to save some more money, and when I have free time, I will go to the city to find a girl. It is a paradise on earth. If you don't have what you want, why waste money on a few old ladies."
"Hey, you should speak softly when you say this. If they hear you, blow the wind on your pillow and you will feel better." The bearded man's accomplice reminded him in a low voice.
"I'm afraid of a ball. How dare they go out to attract bees and butterflies in this damn weather? They are probably rolling in bed with their sweetheart." Although the words were bold, they were also spoken in a much lower voice, not much louder than the raindrops outside.
"Come on, drink and drink. When you're drunk, you won't have any worries anymore."
As they talked, the two of them drank secretly. After all, it was impossible for their boss to really allow them to get drunk.
Chen Mo had quietly touched the edge of the village and came to the wall of a small house. Through the tall grass, he reached the window sill of the house. His breathing became softer.
Next to the wall, above the head was the open window of the room. Listening carefully to what was going on inside, I could only hear the two grown men joking around, but not the third person's business.
It's a rainy day again, and it's a small house. This scene is very familiar.
Chen Mo moved his body silently, looking at the window with sharp eyes. He held a long knife in his left hand and a broken blade in his right hand. He kicked his legs and rushed into the house like a ghost.
Entering the house, his body was still cold in the air, his eyes like hawks were staring at the two men in the house who had not yet reacted. He flicked the broken blade with his right hand, and the broken blade flew out like arrow feathers from a bow, stabbing
into one's chest.
As soon as the bearded man raised his wine bowl and touched it with his brother, he saw a black shadow piercing his brother's chest, and then nailing his brother to the ground with him.
Before the bearded man could make a sound, his mouth was covered from behind. With horrified eyes, he saw a long knife sticking out from the left side, catching the wine bowl that the brother had dropped, without letting him fall to the ground and making a sound. Then
The tip of the knife was holding the wine bowl, and the blade was gently touching his neck. The cold feeling made him tremble all over.
The people behind him didn't move, and he didn't dare to move. The scene was very strange and quiet, with only the sound of raindrops outside the house.
Chen Mo held the bearded man hostage and covered his mouth without making a sound. He was listening to the movement outside. Although he caught the wine bowl, the man still made a dull sound when he landed. He didn't know the sound.