"Hey, hey, hey! Stop screaming!" He Kuan frowned and pointed the knife in his hand at Xiao Yu, who was shouting, and motioned him to be quieter, "If we were on the edge of this watershed, maybe there would be a chopper occasionally. The woodcutter of Chai passed by, and you have already gone deep into the forest. This is a hellish place where two people don't see you passing by for a month, and no one cares about you even if you scream."
Qian Ji looked at Xiao Yu from one side and laughed: "Young man, your attitude is not like calling for help. There are so many knives pointed at you, why don't you panic for a while."
Xiaoyu smiled slightly and replied: "It's useless to panic in this deep mountain and old forest. If you scream a few times, maybe someone is passing by, and maybe I will be saved?"
Xiaoyu's words made the bandits around him laugh.
He Kuan frowned and said: "This, this... this is the hero Yunzhou? Is he a fool? Are you sure you haven't mistaken the person?" The boss once again doubted whether the young man in front of him was really just a grain seller. The silly son of a farmer from Nang, he frowned and glared at Qian Ji, the second master, with a look of confusion on his face.
When the second master saw what the first master had said, he felt a little guilty. He frowned and said, "It should be him. Our people saw it right. Besides, brother, let's search him. If there are really a lot of banknotes, that's for sure." It's the hero Yunzhou. If not, he'll be killed with one blow. It's just a cheap life. Haven't we killed too many in the past few years? At worst, we'll ambush him again."
He Kuan heard this and replied: "It makes sense."
Yi Yi Xiaoyu listened and thought to himself: I just planned to teach you a lesson, but I didn't expect that you would still do this shameful thing all year round. After listening to their conversation, I realized that they are all murderers who regard human life as nothing. Killing them will also mean death. Not a pity. If you meet me today, you bandits will be doomed.
Xiaoyu curiously asked Qian Ji, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man: "Do you think this is really a place where no one will come even if your throat is broken?"
Qian Ji laughed and said: "No! No one will pay attention to you even if you scream!"
Xiao Yu then shook her head helplessly and sighed: "It's best if no one cares. It's best if no one cares."
After listening to Xiao Yu's words, Qian Ji frowned and looked at the leader, He Kuan, and said, "Brother... I'm afraid this kid is really a fool..."
He Kuan frowned and glared at Qian Ji and cursed: "Mother, I've been squatting all morning and I'm already hungry. Now you're telling me that the one who's waiting is a fool? That's all. Kill him with one knife. Wait and see." .”
The little guy on the watch side said: "Master, I saw this man throwing money on the shore with my own eyes. I can't be wrong."
Xiaoyu also helped to explain: "Yes, it's me, I'm Yunzhou Daxia, and I have a lot of silver notes on me. Look, there are still several thousand taels! Young master, I am not a fool!"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes shone with light and they became happy again. The leader clapped his hands and said with a smile to everyone: "This fool, on the verge of death, finally told the truth. Just now, he was pretending to be stupid and calling for help, haha. ...Look, isn’t this a bank note? Yes, yes! Come on, someone will do it, kill him with one knife, and give him pleasure.”
After He Kuan finished speaking, he thought Xiao Yu was going to hand the banknote in his hand to him, and said with a smile: "Little brother, I'm sorry. I hope you have better luck in your next life and don't meet murderous robbers like us again." He smiled. He reached out to take the banknote in Xiaoyu's hand.
Unexpectedly, the banknote in Xiaoyu's hand dangled in front of his eyes, and then he put it back into his arms. Then he reached out to open the bamboo pole and slowly picked up the green sheath and red handle sword inside.
"Oh! He's still a practicing master. Look, look, look, look!" He Kuan picked the sword in Xiao Yu's hand with the knife in his hand, and said to the bandits with a smile on his face with a mocking look on his face.
"Ha ha ha ha......."
For a time, the sound of everyone's ridicule spread throughout the woods, and no one paid any attention to it.
They didn't know that anyone with some experience in the world would shudder when they saw this sword with a green sheath and a red handle.
A cold light flashed.
Drawing a sword is like an arrow drawn from the bow.
Fast, ruthless, and accurate.
There were nearly twenty bandits holding long knives in their hands. Just as Xiaoyu swung his sword, the five people behind him had a blood mark on their necks, and then slowly fell down.
The laughter suddenly stopped, and the smile when laughing was still on his face, but his eyes were full of surprise. Unfortunately, they had no chance to slash Xiao Yu with their swords.
"My mother!" Seeing that something was wrong, Qian Ji turned around and ran a few feet away, followed by He Kuan.
A quarter of the robbers were gone at once, and the remaining people hurriedly backed away, their faces instantly becoming serious. No wonder this man didn't panic when he saw them.
He Kuan's smile suddenly froze, and he lost five brothers in one fell swoop.
"Brother, what should I do?" Qian Ji was really panicking at this time. He didn't expect to be a master.
He Kuan waved the long knife in his hand and shouted: "Give them all to me, he has a lot of banknotes! Let's chop him to death together!!"
Xiaoyu never hesitates to draw his sword. As soon as He Kuan finished speaking, there were seven or eight more corpses on the ground.
There were only seven robbers left. After hearing He Kuan's words, He Kuan rushed forward with a knife and rushed to Xiao Yu.
The other robbers all ran away, turning around and running away without any hesitation.
He ran a little faster than a dog.
Before He Kuan could swing his sword, he saw everyone running away, so he also threw away the long sword in his hand, turned around and ran away.
He Kuan's physical strength was better than the others. He came from behind and ran faster. He was already in front of everyone.
Xiao Yu smiled slightly, raised the Nirvana Sword in his hand, used Qing Kung Fu, stepped on the tree next to him, jumped up, and walked away on the leaves.
The cold light flickered a few more times.
Several more people fell.
The only ones who were running away now were He Kuan, the first robber at the front, and Qian Ji, the second robber.
"Help!!! Killer! Help!!" Qian Ji, who was running behind He Kuan, shouted loudly. It was much louder than when Xiao Yu had just called for help, and could be heard in the whole forest.
He Kuan ran desperately, and Qian Ji also ran desperately.
Xiaoyu stepped on a pine tree, and a kite turned over, holding the sword directly, and landed in front of He Kuan and the others.
"Shut up, stop screaming!" He Kuan stood still, looked at Xiao Yu who was slowly turning around in front of him, and scolded Qian Ji, who quickly shut up.
Xiaoyu raised the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, stop screaming. No one will pay attention to you even if you scream."
Only then did He Kuan and Qian Ji realize that the little brother in front of them was calling for help just to make sure there was no one around so they could kill them.
"Little brother, look, we are all on the road, can you leave a way to survive?" He Kuan frowned and looked at Xiao Yu who was holding a sword in his hand and asked.
Xiao Yu chuckled, "People on the road? When you kill people and buy goods, do you leave half a way for people to survive? I heard you say that you have killed a lot in the past few years?"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Qian Ji said hurriedly: "Young hero, we just robbed money and never killed anyone. You see, this is all a misunderstanding. When we said we wanted to kill you, we were just talking. We can't take it seriously. .”
Xiaoyu replied: "Haha, misunderstanding, if I had drawn my sword slower, I'm afraid you would have thrown my body into the river by now!"
Qian Ji and He Kuan were speechless and turned around to run away.
Xiao Yu jumped over, killed two people with one sword, and fell to the ground dead.
When Xiao Yu was about to sheath his sword, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar person standing on the edge of the forest not far from him.
An old fisherman, carrying an iron fishing rod, was waiting quietly.
It was Uncle Liu.
