Six days passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhu Shenzui and his party went very smoothly during these six days.
Although traveling through the mountains, I inevitably ran into some people, but nothing happened.
There were twenty-one people in Zhu Shenzui's group, and they were all young and strong people. There were also donkeys, mules, and burdens in the team. Ordinary people could easily understand the purpose of such a team at a glance.
Smuggling salt dealers are very common in Shanxi, and only the team selling smuggled salt dress up like this and walk on such trails. But ordinary people also know that as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke these private salt dealers, they usually won't provoke you. Even if you happen to meet them by chance, they all tacitly agree that they didn't see it at the time. After all, the private salt dealers are looking for money. , they are not robbers and bandits who kill without blinking an eye.
On this day, Zhu Shenzui and his party arrived near Yangtou Mountain. After passing Yangtou Mountain, the remaining distance was not far. It would take at most three days to reach Zhaocun. When Zhaocun arrived, they would hand over the things they brought. Once the goods are paid and the bill is paid, the trip is complete.
As they got closer and closer to Zhao Village, everyone felt much more relaxed.
Because everyone knows that once you arrive at Zhaocun and deliver the goods, the trip is over. There is no need to be so hard on the way back. You can just go back along the official road.
Thinking about the amount of money that everyone can get after this trip according to the rules, many people are already thinking about buying something for their homes, and they have a little more smiles on their faces.
No one expected that something would happen shortly after entering Sheephead Mountain.
"Liu...Sixth Master...the front...the front..."
Zhu Shenzhui was walking slightly ahead of the team. When he saw Wang Gui looking in a panic, he quickly raised his hand to signal the team to stop.
Wang Gui took a few deep breaths and said: "Ahead... we met a group of strong men ahead..."
"Strong man?" Zhu Shenzui asked with a frown. He thought he had met officers and soldiers. While he was slightly relieved, Zhu Shenzui was puzzled. This Yangtou Mountain is the only way to Zhao Village. This This is not their first time walking this road, they have to walk it several times every year. Everything was fine before, so how come a strong man suddenly appears? How is this going?
"Where did the strong men come from? How many people are there? Who is the leader?"
"I don't know where a group of strong men appeared from. There are quite a few of them. There are about dozens of them. I don't recognize the leader. Me and Brother Chu Er are exploring the way ahead. I bumped into him accidentally, but Brother Chu asked me to come back quickly and report to Mr. Liu." Wang Gui raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his face, and said with lingering fear as he gestured.
Listening to Wang Gui's story, Zhu Shenzui's expression became serious. If what Wang Gui said was true, this would be really troublesome.
"Where are the second graders?"
"Brother Chu Er is guarding the crossing with his brothers. Don't worry, Master Six, the guy in the hands of brothers is not a vegetarian."
When Zhu Shenzui heard that the fight hadn't started yet, he felt calmer. He immediately ordered everyone to prepare for a fight except for a few who were left to guard the goods.
Smuggling salt is a business that involves heads. People like Zhu Shenzhui are not good men and women. Even honest farmers cannot do this job.
You must know that it was not always smooth sailing when Zhu Shenzui started taking the children from Wangjiacun to do this work two years ago. Competition with other private salt dealers was also common. Especially for the road to Zhaocun, it was Zhu Shenzhui who led the way. This trip was not only done with two legs, but also with a pair of fists.
Zhu Shenzui's order was issued, and everyone immediately prepared. A few people started to gather the donkeys and mules together, and the rest took out some items from their luggage. These items were usually not exposed and were hidden with the goods.
Only Wang Jinwu, who was following for the first time, suddenly became energetic. He was holding a knife in his hand, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was muttering: "Strong man! Wow! That blind man dares to mess with grandpa." Now? We must show them how powerful grandpa is today!"
Seeing his excited expression, Zhu Shenzui slapped him unceremoniously: "What are you yelling about! What did I tell you before I came out?"
"Brother Six, I'm just saying what you say. Don't worry, I'll do everything you say." This slap suddenly woke up Wang Jinwu, whose blood surged to his head. When he regained consciousness, he touched the head of Zhu Shenzui's slap and hurriedly Said this.
Only then did Zhu Shenzui nodded with satisfaction. When encountering a strongman on the road, it was best not to fight him. Even if they were not afraid of a strongman, it would not be a good thing if there were casualties.
After all, they take the salt trade for money, and they usually won't take action directly unless they are forced into a desperate situation.
Of course, if he really did it, Zhu Shenzui wouldn't be afraid. Not to mention that they were all young and strong practitioners, let alone strong men. Even a small group of officers and soldiers would dare to touch them, let alone himself. There is also a big killer weapon hidden in his arms.
Zhu Shenzui's weapon was the jujube stick he always held in his hand, but unlike in ordinary martial arts training, his jujube stick had a special use. Zhu Shenzui took out something from the baggage he was carrying. , this thing is made of fine iron, one and a half feet long, dark and shiny in the sun, with both sides as sharp as knives, and the tip shines with cold light. If you look closely, it is clearly an iron spear head.
There is a special slot at the bottom of the gun head, which can be inserted into the jujube stick. After inserting, you can tighten the slot to the right, and then fix it with a special copper hoop. In the blink of an eye, it becomes a sharp weapon.
In just a few minutes, Zhu Shenzui and the others were fully armed.
A few people were left to guard the things, and the remaining people followed Zhu Shenzui toward the front. As he moved forward, Zhu Shenzui paid attention to the movements around him to guard against any ambush.
Surprisingly, until Zhu Shenzui and the others came to the place where Wang Chuer and the strong men were confronting each other, there was no other movement around. This made Zhu Shenzui feel more relieved.
When they arrived, they saw Wang Chuer and two others guarding the path in front, two carrying knives and the other carrying an axe.
Wang Chuer and the others were in a good position. The trail was not wide, with a rock wall on one side and a cliff on the other. It was not easy to rush through.
Not far ahead on the trail, there was an open area, and there was a group of people there. If there were no accidents, this group of people would be what Wang Gui called strong men.
"Second grade of junior high school!"
"Sixth Master!" Hearing the voice, he turned around and saw Zhu Shenzui coming up with someone. Wang Chuer immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervous expression relaxed a lot.
"What's going on?" Zhu Shenzui asked as he stepped forward and looked at the person opposite.
Wang Chuer did not hesitate and told Zhu Shenzui the situation simply and concisely.
A few of them were exploring the way ahead, and as soon as they reached this point, they encountered a group of strong men emerging from both sides. Fortunately, Wang Chuer and others reacted quickly. Seeing that the situation was not right, they hurriedly retreated, guarding the trail and barely forming a confrontation, and then asked Wang Gui to go back and report immediately.
"Where did the strong man come from? What is his origin?"
"I don't know either. The black-faced man standing in the middle is the leader of this group. He calls himself Sitting Tiger. I have never heard of him." Wang Chuer whispered to Zhu Shenzui.
Zhu Shenzui asked Wang Chuer about his situation while sizing him up. There were indeed a lot of people on the other side. At the first appointment, there were at least thirty or forty people. They were still showing their faces. It was not clear whether there were others hidden behind them.
The leading black-faced man is the man who calls himself Sishanhu. He has a strong build and a beard. He looks to be in his thirties. He is wearing shorts and a turban. He has a ferocious appearance and is holding a military weapon in his hand. Standard Yanling knife.
To the left of Zuoshanhu is a white-faced middle-aged man. Compared with the others, this middle-aged man is dressed a little strangely. Although he is also wrapped in a headscarf like most people, the clothes on his body can be seen if Zhu Shenzui doesn't see it. If it's wrong, it should be a t-shirt.
The t-shirt is usually worn by scholars. It is particularly conspicuous among a group of men wearing shorts. Moreover, this middle-aged man looks thin and does not look like a gangster at all. Although he also holds a knife in his hand, his face does not look expressionless. Not at all ferocious, but on the contrary, he showed a somewhat frightened expression.
In addition to these two people, there are two young men holding knives beside Sishanhu. It seems that these few are the leaders.
