Zhao Lin planned to go deep into Huzi Camp this time, so he did not take Liang Song into the mountain with him, otherwise it would be difficult to take good care of him.
In the past, I could run with Liang Song, but when it came to flying, I couldn't do it.
He moved carefully along the top of the rock. There was no one in the valley, except for the occasional sound of horses snorting not far away.
According to the confessions of the two minions caught last time, there was a horse pen in the valley with dozens of horses.
The mountain road is difficult to travel. If the horses are kept on the top of the mountain, it will be inconvenient to get in and out, so they are kept nearby in the valley.
After observing for a while and making sure there was no one around, he jumped off the top of the rock. He released his energy downwards and backwards, pushing his body to fly forward slowly.
There is a gravel road in the middle of the road leading from the valley to the mountain, with many irregularly shaped pebbles embedded in the ground.
There are traps in this area, and only the bandits know how to get through.
Although Zhao Lin also forced him to find out the location of the trap from the bearded minions, several months had passed and there must have been some changes, so he simply flew over.
Flying over the valley, there is a winding mountain road ahead.
There are towering peaks on one side and bottomless ravines on the other. The road can only allow two or three people to pass abreast.
Zhao Lin slowly landed on the ground, glanced towards the mountain, and thought to himself: "It's a good plan for the bandits to put their lair in this damn place!"
There are some less obvious small pits on the ground. These small pits are where animal traps are buried. Before dark, the bandits will send people down to do this, and they will not be removed until dawn.
Although Zhao Lin felt that it was impossible to dig traps on such a narrow road, he still carefully opened two acupoints and sprayed out strong energy downwards to reduce the weight under his feet.
If you accidentally fall into a trap, you won't fall down immediately.
It was about mid-afternoon, and the setting sun shone on him, dragging a long shadow on the ground.
Halfway through the journey, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the direction of the valley entrance behind them, followed by several noises.
"Someone is back!"
Zhao Lin looked back in surprise. His sight was blocked by the mountain and he couldn't see anything.
Although he didn't know who it was, he guessed it was definitely not an ordinary beard.
Since the bandits had been attacked several times by him and Liang Song, they were always accompanied by strong hands when they came out of the mountain, not giving them a chance to attack.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lin couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Although they are far away, as the winding mountain road goes round and round, they may appear in the other party's sight.
After a cup of tea, just as he was about to reach the top of the mountain, he heard the sound of footsteps in front of him.
"Is there someone in front of you?"
Zhao Lin stopped immediately and his eyes flashed.
Judging from the sound of footsteps, it was two people coming down the mountain. They seemed to be holding something in their hands, making a "crunching" sound.
"Damn it, people haven't even had enough to eat, they have to feed the animals."
"Oh, I can't blame others. It's because we are so unlucky."
"Do you think Mr. Huang is a cheater? How can he win..."
It turned out to be two bandits who came down the mountain to feed their horses.
Zhao Lin glanced at the dark bottom of the cliff and thought that although he would not fall to his death if he jumped, it would be difficult to come back up again. He would not be strong enough to fly so high.
He quickly made a decision and continued walking up the mountain.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when he saw that they were about to collide head-on after turning around a mountain col, Zhao Lin jumped up, sprayed out energy downwards, rushed directly into the air, and pressed his body tightly against the cliff.
After a while, two bandits appeared at their feet.
The two of them each carried a pole with large wooden barrels hung on both ends. The barrels contained fodder mixed with beans and wheat bran, and walked down the mountain one after the other.
Zhao Lin held his breath and watched the two people silently.
The two bandits didn't expect that there would be anyone above their heads, so they walked mindlessly.
Not far away, the bandit walking behind suddenly put down his carrying pole, rubbed his shoulders and said, "Daya, take a rest if you're tired."
The bandit named Daya in front threw down his pole, turned around and sneered: "Did you grow up eating chaff? You can't even walk a few steps..."
He taunted his companions and accidentally looked up. His eyes met Zhao Lin in mid-air, and his mouth instantly opened wide.
Zhao Lin did not hesitate, put his toes on the cliff, opened all the acupoints on his back, and swooped down quickly with the acceleration of his strength.
Like an eagle swooping down on food, he punched the bandit named Daya in the face.
Big Ya didn't even make a sound and fell directly off the cliff.
While Zhao Lin was punching, he took out the iron ruler from his waist with his other hand and hit the bandit behind him on the head.
"ah……"
The bandit opened his mouth to shout, but before his voice could escape from his throat, he passed out.
Zhao Lin walked over and kicked the man and the pole, as well as the barrel, down the cliff.
After a long time, a few muffled sounds came from below.
After listening for a while and making sure that no one else was paying attention, he walked back to the top of the mountain.
Not long after, a stone camp appeared in front of them.
The camp is located on a huge rock. There are only two walls built according to the mountain. The top of the wall, which is more than ten feet high, is covered with thorns and iron thorns.
There was a lookout made of wooden frames at the main entrance of the camp, and a bandit who looked young was sitting on it.
Holding the wine gourd in his hand, he took a sip from time to time and didn't even look down the mountain for a long time.
Zhao Lin walked around to the side of the mountain, and using the cover of weeds, he reached the nook and cranny below the camp and hid himself motionless in the bushes.
After a while, a group of bandits came meanderingly.
There were more than twenty bandits in total, some carrying rice bags, some carrying chickens and ducks, and several people working together to carry a pig.
It looked like he had just returned from grabbing food from the mountains.
The leader was a big man with a sinewy face, two large iron axes stuck in his waist, and a man on his shoulder.
"Yin Hu!"
Zhao Lin's heart moved, and this person's name came to mind.
There was a portrait of a bandit offering a reward in front of the gate of Qinghe County. Zhao Lin once showed the portrait to the prisoners for identification.
The other bandit leaders were only three-thirds similar, or even completely different. Only this man looked almost exactly like the portrait, so he recognized him at a glance.
Yin Hu ranks third among the bandits and is a very important figure.
"Third Master, are you back?" the bandit on guard said with a smile.
"It's your grandma's. If you know it's Third Master You, why don't you open the door quickly?"
Yin Hutou cursed coldly and strode towards the village gate.
The person on his shoulder twisted twice, and Yin Hu smiled and patted the person's butt, "Don't make trouble, I'll make you feel comfortable when you get back."
Only then did Zhao Lin see clearly that he was carrying a woman on his shoulders.
"Open it now!"
The bandit on guard quickly jumped down from the observation tower, opened the village door, welcomed the group in, and quickly closed the door again.
The sun was setting in the west, and smoke was rising from the camp.
Zhao Lin took out a few pancakes from his arms, took off the water bag from his waist, ate the pancakes with water, grabbed two handfuls of soil from the ground, wiped off the oil stars on his hands, sat on the ground and waited quietly .
Time passed by bit by bit, and the camp gradually became quiet.
When the afterglow of the setting sun was about to end, there was a "squeak" and the village gate opened.
Seven or eight bandits filed out of it, chatting and laughing, holding animal traps and thorns threaded together in their hands. It seemed that they were setting traps.
"We can't wait any longer. There may be these hard-to-prevent things in the camp after dark."
Zhao Lin stood up silently, listened for a while, then lifted up slightly, spurting out energy, and slowly rose to a height of several feet. He glanced down and immediately had a clear view of the situation in the camp.
The entrance to the camp is a wide courtyard, which leads to a main hall. On the plaque in front of the hall are the three characters "Juyi Hall".
Behind the Juyi Hall is a pile of miscellaneous buildings, and further inside are row upon row of houses connected together.
The manpower and material resources on the mountain are limited, and the accommodation conditions of the bandits are quite poor, not even comparable to those of the villagers outside the mountain.
Zhao Lin had seen the camp map drawn by the prisoners and knew that the bandits' accommodation was roughly divided into three floors.
The outermost layer is where the minions on the ground floor live. It is a bit like a Hakka enclosed house or a reduced Kowloon Walled City. One to two hundred people live in a circular three-story building.
The low row house on the middle floor is occupied by small bosses, most of whom are in the skin training or bone training stage.
The innermost layer is the residence of the core members of the Beard, such as Zhuanshan Bao, Ersan Dangjia, Four Beams and Eight Pillars, etc.
In short, the higher the status, the stronger the power, the farther away one lives, and the bigger the house.
So far, Zhao Lin has killed thirty or forty beards in total. Except for Shuntian Liang Diao Liu and Cruel Pillar Zhao Feilong, they are all minions.
For the bandits, it wasn't even a big deal, so this time he wanted to kill a few big ones.
He had assassinated Zhao Feilong, the ruthless pillar, when he had just started training. Now that he had reached the first level of the Qi Realm and had added flying skills, he was sure to take down all the bandits except the Mountain Leopard whose strength was unknown.
There is a lack of entertainment activities on the mountain, and the bandits have nothing to do except drink and gamble. There are only three or five "motivated" bandits who exercise in the school grounds.
Zhao Lin sneaked along without attracting any attention and easily entered the innermost layer of the camp.
This place has a name, "Heifengkou".
Heifengkou is located in a mountain valley, with cliffs on both sides. The terrain is like terraces, rising step by step.
Zhao Lin glanced around, looking for his target.
What was a little strange was that there was no one in many of the houses, except for the sound of a woman sobbing in one room.
"Is it Yin Hu or Zhuanshan Leopard?"
Zhao Lin's heart was moved. He had just seen Yin Hu capture a woman from the mountain. If he was not offering her to the master as a filial piety, then he was enjoying it for himself, so she should be one of the two.
"Cry like a bird. If you cry again, I will throw you to my brothers and let them serve you together!"
The shouting and cursing sounded, and it was Yin Hu's voice.
"It's Yin Hu!"
Zhao Lin gritted his teeth, took out the iron ruler, held it in his hand, and slowly approached the house.
Yin Hu had just finished that matter and was unprepared. Now was the time to take action.
But after all, this person is the number three character among the beards. He is brave and fierce. It is impossible to solve him with three moves and two moves.
Once the stalemate lasts too long, other bandits will be attracted, and he will be blocked inside.
As Zhao Lin walked forward, he looked at his surroundings, wondering whether to rush in and kill him or find a way to lure him out.
At this moment, a sound of voices floated over from above.
(End of chapter)
