In the dark of night, Chang Siguo carefully avoided several hidden wire bells arranged on the cliff, without alerting anyone, and climbed to the top of the mountain unexpectedly.
Then he deliberately revealed his traces, shot several bandits to scare them away, and hid in the dark back hill, where there were sparse grass huts and low trees.
Crouching in the dark, I spied on the appearance of a man in dark red robes and two other familiar-looking cultivators.
He secretly thought that he happened to bump into the right person, it was the group of bandits that afternoon.
It was precisely because of this group of bandits that they were delayed on the mountain road and missed the time to rush to Xiongbei City, so the two barbarian tigers caught up and attacked the convoy. The old and new grudges must be avenged together.
Hearing the arrangements of the man in dark red robes and the movement of wild tigers rushing into the mountains, Chang Siguo did not rush to take action and continued to hide in the dark. Finally, he hid near a lonely thatched shed. He was waiting for the two sides to fight out. True fire, in order to consume more of that wild tiger's true energy.
The three mountain bandit cultivators knew how powerful he was and did not dare to divide their troops. They were also worried that the mountain road would be lost and a large group of border troops would attack the mountain. The bandit leader naturally weighed the importance and chose to defend the mountain road first and then look for it. He's in trouble.
This is exactly Chang Siguo's little plan.
Maybe he heard the sound of fighting coming from the foot of the mountain. A small, shaggy head poked out of the shed, with round eyes and a thin, pointed face. It was as dirty as a tabby cat rolling in the mud. It had not been washed for an unknown period of time.
When he met the eyes that he had often thought about in the darkness eight feet away, his little head visibly froze, then he turned around as if nothing had happened, yawned, patted his mouth with his little hand, and muttered in a low voice, "It's so dark, you can't see anything outside."
His head shrank back into the shed, and his small body trembled a little in the pile of dead grass.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m cold or because I’m scared.
I often thought that I could clearly see the little guy in the shed. He was dressed like a beggar, with thin and ragged clothes. His bare feet were wearing straw sandals. He looked like a child laborer who had been taken to the mountains to do hard work. He was pitifully thin, just like Hei Wa's memory. The hungry children in the depths were all skin and bones, with frighteningly big eyes and obvious veins on the bridge of their noses and foreheads.
Shaking his head, Chang Siguo turned his attention to the mountain road again, estimating the progress of the wild tiger's invasion of the mountain.
It feels really cool to be the fisherman who pulls the strings unintentionally.
The barbarian tiger was very angry. He actually suffered a loss at the hands of a group of mortal bandits on a small mountain road. He also knew that the hateful black barbarian was now hiding in the bandits' den on the top of the mountain, watching the tiger fight from the mountain. Wanting to drain his energy.
All the marks along the way point to this upside-down mountain peak.
Black Manzi deliberately set up trouble for him.
How often did he pay attention to a group of stupid bandits, just to satisfy the plan of the black barbarian, consume his cultivation, force his way to the mountain, and fight all the way up the mountain, otherwise, the black barbarian would not and would not dare to show up and fight with him. He fought.
He is not a brainless fool. How can he not be exposed to such a simple plan?
He was running around in darkness in the mountains. He was very impatient and just wanted to end the chase as soon as possible.
As long as the black barbarian dares to stop and confront him face to face, he has a lot of unknown thunderbolt methods to capture the black barbarian who thinks he has a plan in one fell swoop, so that the hateful guy can't live or die.
But he didn't expect that this narrow mountain road was full of all kinds of insidious traps.
Flip boards, tiger traps, barbed metal fishing nets, pits filled with inverted steel drills, rolling stones and wood, etc., are all there. Is this what the hell a small gangster's den should have?
If he had known this, he would have climbed up the mountain along the place where the big black man had left footprints and broken fresh branches.
He had already smashed dozens of large boulders in water tanks, countless other small rocks and thick wood, and smashed five fishing nets. Even with his great strength, his arms felt sore and numb, and he was exhausted. Halfway up the mountain, as for the pits under the feet, it is not a problem for cultivators who can use the traceless technique. Just be careful not to step on tiger traps or wild boar traps.
There are steep cliffs on both sides, and the entire cliff mountain seems to be just a rugged uphill path like a ladder.
"The rolling stone will hit him quickly"
"The boss has ordered that the bald man who attacks the mountain be killed. All brothers will be rewarded with ten pounds of wine and meat, and ten nights of women. Brothers, work harder, we have no way out to kill them."
"Howl and smash him"
In the bandit's den, women are a scarce resource and are calculated on a nightly basis.
The leader's order immediately made the bandits who had no retreat go crazy. They launched a desperate attack on the savage tigers attacking the mountain. Stones and wood rained down on their heads and faces like a heavy downpour, and they were violently smashed down from every turning and high platform on the mountain road.
The barbarian tiger had no way to retreat. Unless he jumped off the cliff, he would definitely not do such a shameful thing. He held the big ax in both hands and split the long ax into two pieces with a "click". He disliked the long-handled axe. He couldn't maneuver through the narrow mountain road, which was a waste of his energy.
With a loud roar, he used his left hand hard, using the ax handle as a javelin, and thrust it towards the high platform above.
In the rain of stones, yellow light traveled upstream and struck a group of bandits huddled together, causing them to fall down the mountain with a long and pitiful howl.
The barbarian tiger waved the short-handled ax blade as wide as a washbasin with one hand, splashing cold light to protect his whole body, and his body flashed with yellow light. In this way, he braved the rain of stones and leaped for more than ten feet. He was invincible wherever he passed, leaving a bloody wind and rain, leaving his body with broken limbs. Fall down the mountain.
Duan is as fierce as a tiger
Chang Siguo listened attentively for a long time, and was about to go near the mountain pass to find a hiding place to observe the battle below.
The shaggy little head stretched out again, glanced at Chang Siguo in the darkness, and quickly retracted.
"You can see me"
Chang Siguo felt a little strange. Normally, there was no light shining on the west end of the mountain. In the darkness, it was impossible for the little guy to find him standing on the side of the shed with only his head exposed. However, the little guy gave him the feeling that he was seeing him. .
"I didn't see anything, don't kill me."
The little guy didn't bother himself, buried his head in the hay, and shouted softly.
There is a vegetable field nearby, growing green winter vegetables, and there is a second thatched shed like this only about ten feet away.
Chang Siguo grinned, stood up, grabbed the black wooden bow, and touched the light to the east.
The timid voice of the little guy came from behind, "Hey, can you save me? I was captured by them to grow vegetables. I don't want to stay here and become a bandit when I grow up."
Chang Siguo paused for a moment without looking back, and whispered, "I'm running for my life myself, and it's inconvenient to bring people with me. It will definitely be very chaotic when we go down the mountain. You can go down the mountain and escape by yourself tomorrow. The bandits will kill and injure a lot of people. No." People take care of you.”
The little guy followed out timidly and whispered, "I have nowhere to go, can I follow you?"
Chang thought about it and turned around, Bi Ya threatened, "I'm not a good person, don't follow me, or I'll sell you for meat." He continued to walk forward, and the little guy could see him in the dark night. He had been pretending cunningly before. Since he couldn't see him, he was not prepared to explore the reason, let alone bring trouble.
Take him to the military camp? Then he will become another black boy and kill Han.
He will leave the military camp in a year. The little guy has to fight hard in the army in order to have food to eat.
But there are a few people who are lucky enough to have a Heiba who has been through life and death for several years.
The little guy shrunk his neck and took two steps back. He seemed to think that the strange big man in front of him was a good person. He followed him again and began to show off his skills. He said, "I can cook, wash, grow vegetables, and do all the housework." I can do everything, I eat very little, and I’m still obedient.”
Seeing that the big man in front was indifferent, he quickened his pace and was about to disappear from sight. The little guy became anxious. Hearing the screams of fighting coming from the direction of the mountain road, he rolled his eyes and shouted in a low voice, "I know there is a place on the top of the mountain. You can see most of the conditions on the mountain road below, it’s very hidden and you won’t be discovered.”
Chang Siguo stopped and turned around. Seeing the little guy stop, he thought for a moment and took out a handful of bacon pellets from his waistband. With a little exertion, the bacon was heated and the aroma of meat wafted out, and he said, "Here." Eat your meat, now, take me there."
The little guy sipped his saliva and ran forward on his short legs. He held his dirty hands high and blinked his big eyes.
"I'll take you there. My name is Wu Mo, Bubble Mo."
On the high sentry platform, Master Geng looked down at the brutal fighting below, his face looking very ugly.
This mountain road, which could block thousands of soldiers, was suddenly attacked by a bald man. He turned his head and said to the two people beside him, "Brother Wei, Brother Yuan, I will activate the mountain trap. Please wait and cooperate while he relaxes." Give him one last hard blow."
The two of them had long been frightened by the crazy guy below, and felt that life as a bandit was too difficult.
Hearing that Master Geng was finally going to use his trump card, the two of them were shocked and handed over their hands at the same time.
"Yes, brother, just start it."
"Brother has arranged everything carefully, so that the bald thief will have no chance of escaping."
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