Under Fulong Peak.
The continuous tent was full of police officers whose hair was messy and their bodies smelled of sweat because they hadn't showered in several days.
The two large pots and stoves in the corner were cold and dry. Breakfast was not cooked and many people could not eat it.
Su Zefeng, Yuan Yourong, Chen Jing and Yuan Moer stood on a huge rock and stared at the top of the mountain.
Yesterday's scolding battle didn't seem to have much effect. After all, the opponent's scolding skills were not weak.
Moreover, it is too boring.
So, there is no more reason.
The bandit leader Xin Zhuo is already shrewd and difficult to deal with, and with the addition of Murong Xiu, a rebellious boy with strong martial arts skills, the difficulty suddenly increases.
Progress in rescuing people is almost zero.
Su Zefeng glanced at the studious gentleman sitting cross-legged on a tree branch in the distance with his eyes closed, shaking his head and asking around him: "When will Mr. Murong and the four families arrive?"
Chen Jing, who has been involved in liaison with Fucheng for the past two days, is well aware of this: "Those people are all masters. With their feet, they may arrive tonight!"
Everyone looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a hint of joy on their faces.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the "Little Pepper" female thief on the peak who left a deep impression on everyone suddenly stood at the edge of the peak, with her hands on her hips: "Hey, so that you bitches know, we have decided to let go in the afternoon. To marry Miss Su, the premise is that we need ten thousand taels of gold, one hundred thousand taels of silver, one thousand dan of food and grass, and three hundred sets of brand-new clothes..."
Ba la la la said a lot.
There was a moment of silence below the peak, and countless pairs of blank eyes looked over, with big question marks written all over their foreheads.
Even the studious gentleman opened his eyes, with a trace of doubt on his face.
Suddenly let him go?
Su Zefeng and the others felt like they were holding back their breath. They couldn't get up or down. The Murong family leader and his group were almost here. If nothing unexpected happened, they could destroy Fulong Village in a devastating manner.
Now they gave in without any warning?
This is like a raised sword, ready to cut down, and cut off a lonely person?
Killing bandits doesn't seem so refreshing anymore.
No, we don’t agree, let’s release it tomorrow!
Of course, Su Zefeng and his group couldn't say this kind of thing, so no one responded.
"Are you deaf? Hurry up and prepare supplies. We'll need them in the afternoon. We won't let him go if he's young! Humph!"
Han Qiniang raised her neck proudly and disappeared from the edge of the peak in a swaggering manner.
"I don't know what they have in mind. My sister's safety cannot be compromised, so be prepared." Su Zefeng sighed, "It's too late to go back to the city in the afternoon, so let's collect money."
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Fulong Village.
Huang Dagui and Bai Jianxi each picked up a pole, and the four large bamboo baskets were filled with strange daily necessities.
Han Jiulang was holding Xiao Huang and carrying a big bag.
Xin Zhuo, Murong Xiu and Cui Ying'er looked at the messy patterns on the muddy ground under their feet.
"My grandfather's people came from the direction of Fucheng in the east, which is closer to Shuiyue An."
Murong Xiu pointed with a stick: "That's why you can't go to the mountain on the side of Shuiyue Temple."
"We can only go down from the peak next to Shuiyue Temple and take a detour to Qiugong Pavilion. If Qiugong Pavilion doesn't stop us, we can enter the Xilu Mountain. It's far away from Fucheng and has many mountains, but the disadvantage is that there is no place to stay. No food."
Cui Yinger frowned.
In the morning, Xin Zhuo told the story about Murong Xiu's flying pigeon. After everyone discussed it for a long time, they decided to take a break from the wind and take a walk!
Xin Zhuo glanced at Su Miaojin, who was sitting in the room with Cui Ying'er plugging her ears with rags and blindfolding her eyes, and smiled: "Don't worry, just go to Qiugong Pavilion and wait for me at the designated place. , let’s go to a nice place where we can eat, drink and have fun!”
"ah?"
Everyone looked at their boss blankly. Is there such a place in the world?
Huang Dagui laughed: "Should you go to the capital, chop off the emperor's head, and sit on the emperor's throne?"
No one paid attention to him, it was too unrealistic.
"The boss, Sister Ying'er." Han Qiniang came back from outside, "Are we really leaving?"
As she spoke, her eyes turned red and tears flowed down her face. She had lived in Fulong Village since she was a child, and it was quite difficult to leave her hometown.
"Pfft!" Cui Ying'er laughed out loud first, "Why did we leave? Where can we go? The boss said he wanted to fight guerrillas, stun them, and then come back!"
Han Qiniang shed more tears: "Then why do you want so much food and grass from them?"
Cui Ying'er flicked her forehead: "The boss said that this is called a delaying tactic to divert their attention. They don't know that we decided to run away and fight guerrillas!"
Han Qiniang then broke down into a smile, wiped her tears and looked at the boss: "Really? So, what is guerrilla warfare?"
"An inscrutable strategy that can stun them!"
Xin Zhuo narrowed his eyes and waved his hand: "You can go!"
Cui Ying'er and others were also unambiguous. They turned around and left. They only walked a certain distance and looked at Xin Zhuo reluctantly: "Master, will you be okay?"
"Are you kidding me? How could anything happen to me?"
Xin Zhuo was extremely confident until a group of bandit subordinates gradually disappeared on the back peak. The smile on his face disappeared and he muttered to himself:
"Games start!"
He basically didn't sleep last night. After analyzing the situation, he couldn't stay here anymore.
It is said that 200 miles east of Fufeng Fucheng, there is Xiongfeng Mountain. On the mountain, there are rebel soldiers who conquered Dongyi Kingdom 15,000 years ago. Due to delay in marching, the general was killed by the emperor and rebelled.
The bandits have recently come down from the mountain and are already attacking the city. They will arrive at Fufeng City soon.
Then, the government would not have the energy to suppress the bandits. Letting Su Miaojin go would at least eliminate the government's hatred in a short time.
Only the upcoming masters from the four major families are a bit tricky, but playing guerrilla with them and playing with the time difference is a good choice. The mountain is so big anyway.
The only reason he stayed was, of course, to hand over Su Miaojin to Fengxia and buy enough time for Cui Ying'er and the others to run away. He also had other thoughts.
I waited for about a few sticks of incense.
He walked back to the room, took off Su Miaojin's "earplugs" and "eye mask", looked at her slightly confused eyes, and smiled: "Miss Su, you are free!"
Happiness comes too quickly, too suddenly.
Su Miaojin couldn't accept it for a moment. She glanced at the empty village and then looked at Xin Zhuo: "What tricks do you want to play again?"
"I said I'd let you go, so I'll let you go. Don't think too badly of me."
Xin Zhuo walked up behind her and looked at her messy hair, "Sit tight and don't move. I'm going up the mountain beautifully. Of course, I want to send you back beautifully. I must keep my word. In fact, I also want to thank you. I have gained a lot these days." Yes, we can be considered friends, right?"
friend? Do you have any friends you sleep with? Su Miaojin snorted inaudibly.
Xin Zhuo had already removed Su Miaojin's hairpin, then smoothed her waist-length hair, and then flexibly tied her hair up.
In his previous life, before his mother passed away, she was a beautician and was especially good at braiding hair. He followed her and learned a few tricks. She was familiar with all kinds of hair accessories at home and abroad. He originally wanted to give priority to choosing a mate, but he didn't expect to bring her into this world.
Su Miaojin didn't know what Xin Zhuo was going to do, and didn't dare to move. However, she soon felt Xin Zhuo's deft hands combing her hair, very professionally, and she couldn't help but be fascinated.
What kind of little bandit is this? Do you understand everything?
After an unknown amount of time, the little thief finally stopped, took out a heart-protecting bronze mirror, and placed it in front of her.
In the mirror, she has a bit of a haha face, but she can clearly see the handsome hair accessories on her head: a snake bun, two coiled braids on both sides, and the hair hanging down in the middle and back.
She is naturally beautiful, and this hairstyle complements her and makes her even more handsome.
"After putting on makeup, I asked my husband in a low voice. My eyebrows were slightly darker than usual."
She remembered a poem for no reason, and couldn't help but be stunned. Did this little thief really not know that a man could only comb his wife's hair?
At this time, Xin Zhuo's hand had already been stretched out.
The palm of your hand is very tender and gentle, this is Su Miaojin's experience.
Maybe others couldn't understand what Xin Zhuo meant, but she understood.
Send you away!
