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Forty-eight left to buy road money

The sound of horses' hooves trampling on the solid dirt road is not comparable to that of a pipe paved with stones, but it is still the best road that can be walked between villages and towns. The compacted soil is mixed with rice slurry, even in heavy rain.

As muddy as it is, only the wealthy Southern Dayao has the manpower, material and financial resources to complete such a project.

The middle-aged man on the horse was wearing thick furs. For the 200 kilograms of flesh on his body, it was a bit uncomfortable to be wrapped in such tight clothes. Compared with the young man behind him, he was two horses.

The situation is completely different. The latter can still swing his ponytail and snort freely, while the former can only support his four hooves with enough strength to barely bear the weight on his back.

This time, Mr. Qian didn't bring the mountain gun. It was too ostentatious for one thing, and Zhang Wu's request was for the other. The old man pointed at him and cursed, and he had to practice a lot before using it.

If you don't have a gun, you won't be able to go out and embarrass yourself. Therefore, Mr. Qian is only equipped with a sword. As for Wei Changpan, he is more comfortable with swords and guns than a hoe and sickle, so he just uses his bare hands.

It was more than ten miles away from Qishan County, and the continuous mountains were finally coming to an end. However, Mr. Qian felt that the winding road was not pleasant, so he rode up a small path.

This was probably a trail that was forcibly trodden by woodcutters and farmers who went up the mountain and into the fields. It was difficult for two people to walk abreast. Even the horse had to be careful when stepping down, otherwise there was a risk of both the man and the horse being thrown backward.

While Wei Changpan was paying attention to the ground under the horses' hooves, he suddenly heard some movement in the haystacks on the roadside, and immediately became alert. Most of the beasts in the mountains are hungry this season, and tigers, leopards, etc. will be bold enough to come down the mountain to steal from the village.

The farmers have worked hard to raise fat pigs for a year, and there are many incidents of biting people.

He took out the dagger from his arms and tested the edge with his finger. It still drew blood immediately.

Wei Changpan did not make a sound to remind Mr. Qian who seemed to be unaware. Since he was aware of it, he must not have escaped the master's ears. Maybe it was just to test his reaction.

With half of his body pressed on the horse, Wei Changpan adjusted his posture to facilitate the exertion of force. Wei Changpan held the horse's rein tightly with his left hand and held the dagger in his right hand, ready to respond to attacks from both sides of the trail at any time.

Just looking at Mr. Qian's calm and composed appearance, Wei Changpan was not sure whether he was too noisy or not. The grass and trees were a little nervous, and he was not calm when encountering the slightest movement.

Logically speaking, horses

A nose is far brighter than a human being. If there were some ferocious beast lurking on the roadside, he would have been frightened...

Someone jumped out of Leng Buding Road and stuck in the middle of the trail, almost frightening the horse. Someone emerged from both sides of the trail, blocking the retreat.

"I drive this road," said the lean man in front.

"I planted this tree," said one of the people blocking the retreat.

"If you want to go this way, stay... stay, stay for what?"

"You're such a fool for buying money on the road!" The short, lean man next to him jumped up angrily, stretched out his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Why are you hitting me?" The man who was hit complained, covering the back of his head. He was especially taller than the first two people, and only one head shorter than Wei Changpan on horseback.

"You are so cruel..." The man blocking the path also joined in the argument, leaving Wei Changpan and Qian Erye aside to cool off.

Wei Changpan looked at Mr. Qian's gradually startled face and wondered if he had encountered some troublesome character, so he dealt with it with all his energy. However, since these three people were just blocking the way, they did not do anything practical.

If you don't do anything, the big deal is that both parties will be in peace.

"God, all these idiots have no idea what they are doing." The lean man blocking the front seemed to be the leader of the three men and cursed, "What are we going to do when we come out?"

"What are you doing?" the tall man asked, covering the back of his head.

....

"You idiot! You're so stupid." The short man had to jump up to get a shot of the back of the head, which was trying to avoid the tall and thin man. "You're so tall, you're useless! Robbery, robber."

Wei Changpan wanted to cover his face when he heard the words of these men. These bandits with foreign accents were too... lovable.

He finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. The three bandits finally realized how stupid it was for them to argue in front of the person they were robbed, so they each took out their weapons. They said they were weapons, but they were just sharpeners.

A sharp woodcutter and a pitchfork.

Looking at the three grass bandits who were approaching, Wei Changpan stopped laughing and began to look at the three of them seriously. Although the tall man was skinny and skinny, his steps were still steady. He looked like a martial artist, but his level was only one floor above.

Wei Changpan had never had the experience of facing three enemies at the same time. Because of the principles taught by Qian Erye, whenever he asked the opponent what to do when there were so many people, he would always say with disdain: "Why don't you run away?"

Waiting to be beaten?" This made him very depressed.

But Mr. Qian didn't seem to want him to take action at this time. He was stunned and had a complicated look on his face, holding the handle of the knife at his waist.

Although the three grass bandits were poor in martial arts, their eyesight was excellent. Just by pressing the knife with Erye Qian, they could see some tricks. Their hands were very steady and did not tremble at all. Calluses could be seen on the tiger's mouth and fingertips.

Mark of.

When they came across a tricky idea, several grass bandits looked at each other. If they didn't have a sharp eye in this business, they would have hung their heads on the city gate tower for many times. The grass bandits were considered big thieves in Dayao's laws and were caught.

But it's about losing their heads. The three of them have been doing this for some years. They watched the people on the nearby hills change one after another. They were either caught by the officers and soldiers and put in death row and had their heads chopped off, or they had poor eyesight and encountered trouble.

Troublesome ideas that are too expensive are eliminated instead.

The three brothers are able to survive to this day thanks to the eldest brother who has some brains and the second son who has good eyesight. As for the third brother who is very tall but not very smart, he only does hard work. When encountering courage,

The big ones can be dealt with as easily as three strikes, five strikes and five divides two. However, even if each of these three people was given the courage to kill someone, they would not dare to do so.

But now that the New Year has just passed, all the food on the mountain has been given to Lao San Huo Huo, who can eat three meals for an ordinary person. The "business" at the foot of the mountain has been unable to find a suitable partner, and a large group of dozens of people cannot afford to offend.

Those who were left alone were woodcutter and farmers. Not to mention poor, three brothers who also came from poor families couldn't do anything.

The three of them, who were not drinking the oil starzi nor bringing any wild vegetable soup, saw two fat sheep, one big and one small, coming on the road. Not only were they riding horses, but there was another horse behind them carrying luggage.

The big one has a knife in his hand, but the small one can easily catch anyone. The remaining two fight each other and win no matter what.

It's just that the money to buy the road is too hot to handle at the moment!


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