Although it had just rained the day before and the road was a bit muddy, the two finally arrived at the foot of Hutou Mountain in the early morning.
I sat on horseback and looked towards the mountain in the early morning, but I couldn't see any shadow of a cottage, but there was indeed some inconspicuous smoke rising.
It seems that Dikötler did not lie to himself at least. There are indeed people on Hutou Mountain, but I don't know if they are bandits.
"Master Three Burials? Are you going?" Ning Xuan looked at the surrounding environment and asked cautiously.
"Well, the poor monk will come back as soon as he goes." Chen Chen nodded.
Then, without waiting for Ning Xuan's reply, Qing Chen reached out and patted the saddle. He rose into the air, spun around in the air, and turned into a stream of light that shot straight towards the top of the mountain.
Although theoretically speaking, only those in the Zhenhai realm can fly in the air for a short period of time, which means they can achieve the effects of light skills such as walking on the snow without leaving a trace in the novels of previous lives.
But Qing Chen could barely do it now, but it put a huge burden on his meridians, so he still needed some strength to continue after flying hundreds of meters.
But this is not a big deal for early morning. After all, the people on the top of the mountain don't know that anyone will come today, so early early morning is not in a hurry and tries to use his strength to avoid overburdening the meridians.
Hutou Mountain is not very high either, so in the early morning we reached the top of the mountain before even having a cup of tea, and then stopped on the branches of a big tree.
Chen Chen saw a crudely built wooden village at a glance. After observation, Chen Chen determined that this was indeed the den of a group of bandits.
"Very good, time's up, do one good deed every day~" Ling Chen smiled slightly, and in a flash he arrived at the gate of the village, looking down into the village.
"There's someone at the door!!" A cry came out.
Chen Chen didn't care about him. He didn't want to hide anyway. After all, no one here except innocent people could escape.
and……
The best stealth is to kill everyone.
No?
In the early morning, I moved my body and took a leap of faith directly from the gate, and then landed a superhero-style landing, which can be said to be very funny.
"Ouch... Oh my God, Deadpool is right, this really hurts the knees." Ling Chen grinned in pain and slowly stood up straight.
Although the start was very good and the process was perfect, the ending was not very good, but it was not a big problem. As long as everyone in sight was killed, no one would know that he had made a fool of himself.
It can be said to be a perfect strategy.
"Hi, boys, are all your friends at home? The poor monk is here to save you." Ling Chen greeted the bandits who were looking at him with a smile.
"You, you, you...who are you!?" A bandit pointed a knife at Chen Wen and bravely asked loudly.
"The poor monk is buried three times. I am buried here specially to save all the benefactors from being reborn in bliss." In the early hours of the morning, he clasped his hands together and said softly, pretending to be compassionate.
After hearing what I said in the early hours of the morning, the bandits around me became commotion because...
They didn't understand.
However, he did not explain to them in the early hours of the morning. He was waiting for the leader of this group of bandits to appear.
Not long after, a group of bandits suddenly gave way to a path, and more than a dozen people strode forward, led by a rather beautiful dark-skinned beauty, which surprised Chen Qing for a moment.
"Monk! What are you doing here?" the dark-skinned beauty asked sharply.
"The poor monk is buried three times, and he is buried here specially to save all the donors in their blissful rebirth." Chen Chen repeated it very patiently.
This time, everyone led by the dark-skinned beauty understood and looked at Chen Chen with cold eyes. If eyes could kill, I am afraid that Chen Chen would have died hundreds of times.
"Bald Donkey, do you know where this place is? How dare you talk so shamelessly to my aunt!?" the dark-skinned beauty asked coldly.
"Knowing something about Hutoushan and bandits is enough." Chen Chen said politely.
"Hehehe... Auntie, I have lived for more than thirty years, and I have killed at least 8,000 people at my hands. Today, my eyes are opened." The dark-skinned beauty sneered.
Of course, this dark-skinned beauty is exaggerating. Eight thousand people? They can kill these bandits together, but this also proves that this dark-skinned beauty is also a ruthless character, and her death will not be unjust.
"Oh, green snake's mouth, wasp's tail sting, neither of them are poisonous, but they are most poisonous to women's hearts." Ling Chen sighed faintly.
After saying this, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Qing Chen's clasped palms turned into an up and down shape, and with a gentle rub, a bell rang through the sky...
On the other side of Hutou Mountain, a large group of people suddenly started to commotion and slowly stopped in place.
"What's going on? Are those murderous people in Hutou Mountain a believer in Buddhism? Where did the bells come from?" the leader cursed in a low voice.
"Master Zhou, could it be that the thieves from Hutoushan discovered us and used the bell to report the news?" Another person asked in a low voice.
"...Get out!" Mr. Zhou looked at the speaker with an idiot look, and after holding it in for a long time, he cursed.
Who announces the news by ringing the bell? Are you afraid that the invading enemy won't know? Even in the defense of the city, bells were not used to announce the news.
"Don't stop! Move faster! Keep up! Things will change if you wait too long, hurry up and get to the top of the mountain!" Mr. Zhou waved to the people behind him and scolded.
"Here!" a sparse voice echoed.
Then a group of officers and soldiers marched towards the top of the mountain non-stop.
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"Ahem... you... who are you..." The dark-skinned beauty coughed up a mouthful of blood, used all her strength to break the hand that was holding her neck, and asked with difficulty.
"Oh... I've already said it before, and I really don't want to repeat it again, okay?" Chen Chen said helplessly.
But looking at the dark-skinned beauty staring at him in the early hours of the morning, he sighed again, and his "kindness" showed up again, so he had to explain it.
"The poor monk is buried three times. The burial is buried. I came here specially to save all the donors in their blissful rebirth. This is the third time. Don't ask the poor monk who he is again. How about this donor?" Ling Chen said softly.
"I...I have never...never offended...and...the monk, why..." The dark-skinned beauty spat out another mouthful of blood and asked with difficulty.
She was also a well-known bandit king, and she had a certain level of cultivation, but in the hands of the white-robed monk in front of her, she was as powerless as a newborn baby.
"Yes, but the poor monk just doesn't like bandits and bandits. He can't help but take action when he encounters them. It can only be said that you are unlucky, right?" Ling Chen kindly "comforted" them.
"You!" The dark-skinned beauty's eyes widened when she heard this, but soon her eyes dimmed.
"Huh? Beauty? Hello? Are you okay?" Chen Qing was stunned and gently shook the dark-skinned beauty, only to find that the woman had completely lost her life.
"...I'm really convinced. Are you too angry? The poor monk also wants to ask you where you put the hidden treasures." Ling Chen sighed and murmured to himself.
In the early hours of the morning, I never expected that this woman would die so hastily. It seemed that she was still mad at him. How could this be justified?
"Oh...forget it, let's just leave it like this." Ling Chen sighed again, letting go of the hidden treasure and leaving it to the destined person.
In the early hours of the morning, he threw away the dark-skinned beauty in his hand like garbage, and then the figure disappeared from the place.
