Two days later, Zhao Lin heard good news and bad news.
The good news is that after Qian Sanming accepted the money and helped with the management, news came out from the Yamen that his brother Zhao Shan would be released soon.
Zhao Lin was relieved that his family was about to be reunited, but he also found it hard to let go.
First we encounter natural disasters, and then we encounter man-made disasters. Our fate is always controlled by others. This is the tragedy of the weak.
At the end of the day, you have to say thank you to people.
The bad news is that many new faces suddenly appeared in the villages and towns around Mount Paektu. They asked openly and secretly whether anyone had entered the mountains in the past few days and what they had seen.
There were also some weird rumors.
Liu Dazhu from the village went to the market in the morning, and when he came back, he told a strange thing at the end of the village.
"Did you hear about it? The day before yesterday, Peng Qi from Dashe Village went into the mountains to collect herbs and saw a bare-butt doll wearing a red bellyband running around under Laoyu Ridge."
"Peng Qixun was wondering whose child had gotten lost on such a cold day. He wanted to go over and ask, but he didn't expect that the figure of the naked-butt doll disappeared into the ground in a flash!"
"He thought something was fishy, so he dug the soil with a shovel, and guess what? There was a big stick (ginseng) with six leaves growing in the ground!"
The villagers gathered around, and someone asked: "What happened next?"
"Peng Qi forgot to tie the red rope, and half of the ginseng he dug ran away!" Liu Dazhu said with a look of regret.
"Fuck, he forgot such an important thing. I think he is just a stick."
The onlooking villagers said angrily and disdainfully.
"It's nothing to you. I heard that a fox in Baekdu Mountain recently turned into a spirit and turned into a beautiful woman, specializing in sucking the yang energy of passers-by." The son of the village elder also joined in the chat.
"Really?" His words immediately aroused everyone's interest.
"Really! Several hunters have seen the vixen in red clothes. If she catches a glimpse of her, she will fall seriously ill when she returns home and will not be able to get out of bed for a few days."
The village elder's son was spitting, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
"Oh my god, the vixen is so scary. What does it look like? Tell me in detail..."
The more Zhao Lin listened, the more something seemed wrong. This story was obviously made up.
It's possible that Beard is investigating the disappearance of his men.
Take advantage of people's curiosity to spread the word.
Then whoever goes into the mountains these days and what they see will slowly surface, which is much more efficient than asking people one by one.
"This bandit leader is not simple!"
Zhao Lin frowned secretly and couldn't help but think of Liang Song's words about the mountain leopard.
The real name of Zhuanshan Leopard is Yang Dazhi. In his early years, he was logging in a forest farm and accidentally saved an old man who was seriously injured and was about to freeze to death.
Fortunately for Yang Dazhi, the old man was a master of martial arts. After he came back to life, he saw that he was a material for martial arts training, so he taught him all his skills.
Yang Dazhi was willing to endure hardships, and within three years he broke through the realm of strength and entered the realm of Qi.
One time, he got into a dispute with the leader of the forest farm over a trivial matter and accidentally beat the man to death.
He simply kept doing nothing, swept away all the belongings, gathered a team, went into the mountains and made beards, and the bandit name was "Zoushan Leopard".
The Mountain Leopard has been haunting the mountains all year round. It is very familiar with the terrain. In addition, it is shrewd and decisive. The government's pursuit and suppression failed several times, but its power has grown.
Not only that, Huzi also developed many "peripheral" personnel, who participated in robberies or did some chores during the off-season, and then picked up the hoe and went home to farm during the busy season.
These people are scattered throughout the county and act as the beard's eyesight. They are also one of the reasons why the beard is difficult to eradicate.
After provoking such an organization, Zhao Lin felt a deep sense of crisis.
There is no airtight wall in the world. Beards are so cunning. As long as they show a little bit of clues, they may be suspected.
But he has no regrets. He would do the same thing again if he had it again.
"How are you doing, brother? Is your injury feeling better?"
Zhao Lin comes to Baiqiao Village every day to meet and exchange news with Zhou Paotou and others.
He walked into Zhou Paotou's house and asked casually when he didn't see Zhu Dachun.
Liang Song grinned, "Don't worry, Widow Wang is taking good care of you."
Zhao Lin smiled and said: "In the past two days, has anyone asked you about going to the mountain the day before yesterday?"
Since returning from hunting, the small group of four people has gradually been dominated by Zhao Lin, whether making decisions or controlling topics.
Zhou Paotou and others, including Zhao Lin himself, did not notice this and only took it for granted.
Liang Song nodded and responded: "Someone asked, and there were more than one. I used the same excuse to reject them all."
Zhou Paotou had a worried look on his face, "How about we go back secretly and dispose of the body again? I'm worried that wild animals will drag the body out after smelling it..."
"No!"
Zhao Lin frowned and said: "Beard is not a fairy. He can pinch and calculate. It's not that easy to find us. You must not mess up your position."
Liang Song also said: "We should remain unchanged to cope with all changes. If anyone asks, just say what we have agreed upon in advance. Anyway, we are not here..."
"Alibi." Zhao Lin reminded.
"Yes, alibi!" Liang Song continued.
Zhou Paotou knew he had made a mistake and said humbly: "I was mistaken. There must be beards monitoring every checkpoint in the mountains. It would be better if you don't go. If you go, you will be trapped in a trap."
Zhao Lin did not delve into the matter further and changed the subject: "By the way, when will Xiong Bing Dan and She Hao Mane take action?"
This is the main purpose of his coming today.
Beard's behavior made Zhao Lin wary, and he had a strong desire to practice martial arts.
In the past two days, he carefully reviewed the experience of fighting Huzi.
If he didn't rely on sneak attacks, he would definitely not be a match for the bearded leader Diao Liu. Even the black-faced man who was not very skilled in martial arts almost chopped him with a knife.
Assuming that the roles were reversed and Zhao Lin was riding on a horse and was attacked by the same means, his death would probably be worse than that of Diao Liu.
Having no strength but no knowledge of martial arts is like giving an ancient soldier an AK, which can only be used to hit people, but the true power of the weapon cannot be fully exerted.
Diao Liu is at the second level of the power realm, so he is so difficult to deal with. If he faces a third-level power realm, or even a stronger Qi realm master, he may have no choice but to kill him at his neck.
Only force can protect yourself and your family.
Simply thinking about how to destroy evidence and eliminate suspicion is essentially a passive way of dealing with problems.
So as soon as the brother's matter became clear, Zhao Lin was ready to cash in his hunting and practice martial arts as soon as possible.
When Zhao Lin asked about this, Zhou Paotou looked ashamed, "The wind is so tight now that I don't even dare to go out."
Zhao Lin thought for a while and said: "It is a good thing to be cautious. You can go and inspect it empty-handed and leave the things at home for the time being, so you don't have to worry."
"We will go with you during the transaction, don't worry."
Zhou Paotou breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Okay, just do what you say."
…
At nightfall, Zhao Shan turned over and sat up, looked around the work shed to make sure everyone else was asleep, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.
The porcelain bottle was given to him by the supervisor, saying that his family had smoothed things over for him, and the medicine in the bottle was for him to pretend to be sick.
"The medicine inside is called yellow mustard seed. Half of it should be taken internally and the other half should be applied to the face."
"By tomorrow you will have a high fever, your face will be sallow, and you will have a lot of blisters. We can send you out easily."
Zhao Shan couldn't believe his ears. He knew exactly what was going on in his family. Where did he get the money to smoothen the relationship?
"Really? Who smoothed the relationship?"
"You'd better stop asking. I don't know if you ask me." The supervisor remained tight-lipped.
Zhao Shan looked at the bottle in his hand and thought, aren't you using poison to harm me?
The supervisor saw his thoughts at a glance and sneered: "Don't worry, you won't have to go to such trouble."
Zhao Shan thought to himself, if he really wanted to harm him, he could kill himself by just causing an accident. There was no need to go to such trouble and it would be easy to get caught.
After much thought, Zhao Shan finally made up his mind and opened the porcelain bottle...
