The sudden sound startled Mu Yi, but he soon realized that the loud noise was clearly the sound of a musket.
Mu Yi followed the old path and had never seen this thing before. He even got addicted to it at a rich and powerful family. There were also many Qing soldiers in many places who specially set up musketry teams, but most of them were just fake.
"How could someone shoot a musket in this deep mountain and wild forest?" Mu Yi suddenly had doubts in his mind.
After deciding to settle down, Mu Yi had regarded the entire Funiu Mountain as his own territory. Now that someone was coming to his territory, and he was a dangerous person, how could Mu Yi not figure it out?
Therefore, almost without thinking, Mu Yi carefully moved towards the place where the sound came from.
"How's it going? Cousin, are you convinced now? This foreign-made thing is better than our ancestors." As soon as Mu Yi got closer, he heard a voice say.
"Zheng Zicong, if you can, just say these words in front of your old man." Then, another voice sounded.
Just listening to the conversation between these two people, they should be cousins, and their relationship is not very close.
"Hehe, I admit that I have no ability, but you will definitely lose today. Don't forget our bet." Zheng Zicong chuckled and said proudly.
"Hmph, it's still far from dark now, and it's not certain who will win and who loses then." Another voice retorted.
"Okay, let's see who can hunt Huangpizi." Zheng Zicong said immediately.
Mu Yi was hiding in the dark and was listening to the excitement. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw a snake emerging from under the leaves, which made him move instinctively.
This movement inevitably made some noise, and Mu Yi suddenly screamed in his heart.
In these barren mountains and forests, people are very vigilant. His movement will definitely alarm Zheng Zicong and others, especially if the other party is here to hunt. If the other party shoots at him indiscriminately,
That would be great fun.
Therefore, Mu Yi leaned over and moved to the side, making an ouch sound from his mouth.
"Who is there?"
Sure enough, upon hearing Mu Yi's voice, the other party immediately asked loudly.
"There are snakes, there are snakes here." Mu Yi shouted and slowly stood up so that the other party could see him calmly.
Sure enough, as soon as he stood up, Mu Yi was thankful for his decision.
Not far away there were not only three people, but five, two noble gentlemen, a fake young gentleman, a big man who looked like a guard, and a little maid.
At this moment, one of the two noble men held a musket, and the other opened his bow and arrow, all aimed at Mu Yi. Even the big man pulled out the sword from his waist. If Mu Yi had not made a sound just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.
"who are you?"
Seeing Mu Yi come out, several people were somewhat relieved, but the big man with the knife quickly came to Mu Yi, pointed the knife at Mu Yi and asked.
"The trail lives in Funiu Mountain. I went into the mountain to catch some prey during my free time today. I accidentally bumped into a few noble people." Mu Yi said as he took out the ax from his waist and threw it aside. After all, there is still a big difference between being armed and unarmed.
Big difference.
After hearing Mu Yi's words and seeing Mu Yi discard the axe, the big man nodded and his expression became more relaxed.
Of course, the key is Mu Yi's hair and age. These days, ordinary people will be beheaded if they don't shave their hair. However, Taoist priests have special privileges. The Qing Dynasty set the ten obedience rules and did not include Confucianism among them.
Thereby disobeying the Tao.
In addition, Mu Yi looked to be at most fifteen or sixteen years old, so he was naturally less threatening.
At the signal of the big man holding a knife, Mu Yi came to a few people with a calm look on his face.
"Haha, Taoist priests hunting? This is the biggest joke I've heard this year." Zheng Zicong laughed, with a condescending air.
Zheng Zicong is in his twenties, looks a bit feminine, holds a revolver in his hand, wears a foreign suit, and has Manchu braids. Although he has been trying hard to show that he is distinguished and unique,
But in Mu Yi's eyes, it seemed nondescript, but he didn't show it, and just said lightly, "Taoist priests are also human beings, and they also need to eat. The Taoists rely on their own hands, neither stealing nor robbing, so I don't think there is anything funny about it.
"Well said, relying on your own hands and making a living, there is nothing to be ashamed of. It is much better than some people worshiping foreigners." Next to him, a young man who seemed to be at odds with Zheng Zicong loudly applauded and specifically opposed Zheng Zicong.
"Cousin Jinlun, I think this little Taoist priest has an unknown origin. He was hiding aside and eavesdropping on our conversation just now. He must have evil intentions. Why don't we let Guard Song take him down and interrogate him properly." Zheng Zicong looked gloomy, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
In his eyes, Mu Yi was no different from the little beggar on the roadside. For a mere beggar to dare to refute him and let him be ridiculed was tantamount to asking for death. In this barren mountain, because he liked to kill people, he didn't even think about it.
He didn't take it to heart. If he wasn't worried about leaving a bad impression in front of his cousin, he would have wanted to take action himself.
"Zheng Zicong, can you get over it now? He is just a little Taoist priest. Even if his origin is unknown, there is nothing to worry about." Su Jinlun frowned and said, but obviously, he did not notice the murderous intention in Zheng Zicong's eyes, and only thought that Zheng Zicong wanted to teach him a lesson.
Let’s take a look at Mu Yi.
"Since my cousin said so, let him be spared once. It's getting late now, so we'd better hurry up." Zheng Zicong smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened.
However, Mu Yi, who had been paying attention to him, knew that the other party's narrow-mindedness would never change easily just because of someone else's words, and Mu Yi could clearly see the murderous intention just now.
Although he has not been able to maintain his mind these days, his telepathy is much stronger than before. Especially when others are targeting him, he can clearly distinguish whether they are kind or malicious.
Seeing what Zheng Zicong said, Su Jinlun stopped wasting time. As he just said, he was just a little Taoist like a beggar.
"Wait a minute."
Just when Su Jinlun was about to turn around, a voice came from the side. It was the pretender who had been silent all this time, pretending to be a man.
"Xiaoying, what's wrong?" Su Jinlun looked at his sister in confusion.
The fake young master ignored him, looked at Mu Yi and asked, "Little Taoist priest, do you live on Funiu Mountain?"
"Exactly." Mu Yi nodded.
"Then you can catch ghosts?" the fake boy asked.
"Know a thing or two." Mu Yi pondered for a moment and said. In fact, with his current ability, if he encountered an ordinary kid, he could still give it a try, but as long as he was a little more powerful, there would be nothing he could do.
The old Taoist had taught him before that people should know themselves. To be honest, Mu Yi didn't want to get involved in this trouble, but the most important thing for him now was to survive. He originally wanted to make a living by hunting, but it was obviously not possible now, so he
Need a chance.
"Tsk! Cousin, don't be fooled by this little liar. Look at him, does he look like he can catch ghosts? And there are no ghosts in the world, they are all lies." Zheng Zicong said with a sneer.
"Little Taoist priest, you must think clearly. If you dare to lie to me, there will be no place for you in Funiu Mountain." The fake young master ignored Zheng Zicong and stared at Mu Yi closely.
This made Zheng Zicong hate Mu Yi even more.
"Please rest assured, sir, Xiaodao is willing to give it a try." Mu Yi worked hard for this opportunity.
"Okay, in three days, you come down from the mountain and find me at the Su Mansion in the town. By the way, my name is Su Yingying." After saying this, the fake young master turned and left.
"Little Taoist priest, for the sake of cousin Yingying, I will allow you to live for three more days. After three days, we will see how I reveal your true colors." Zheng Zicong glared at Mu Yi fiercely and said harshly.
Words leave.
Mu Yi looked at the group of people leaving and clenched their hands tightly together.
Three days, Su Yingying!
(Note: Huangpizi refers to the weasel!) (To be continued)