After walking out of the old wine shop, Xu Mu walked around two more streets, waiting for Tian Song to walk back to Guanfang beforehand. He took Si Hu and walked towards the official list.
In the rain, Xu Mu reached out decisively and coldly unveiled the official list. Then he turned around and walked to the official square ahead.
Several officials who had nothing to do at first looked shocked when they saw Xu Mu approaching with the announcement.
"Kill the list!!"
"Wei, Wei official, someone wants to kill Bang Bang!"
Tian Song stood at the end, looking at Xu Mu's eyes, and unconsciously, his whole body became happy.
"Kill Bang? Who wants to kill Bang?"
An old official with a goatee poked his head out of the official office.
To be honest, this official list of thirty veteran bandits has been posted for more than a month. I had no hope at first, but unexpectedly, someone suddenly wanted to kill the list.
Xu Mu's eyes were steady, and he led Si Hu into the official residence.
"Name, place of origin."
"Xu Mu, a homeless man in Wangzhou, Huaiyue moved into the inner city to avoid the war."
The old official who registered obviously made a move. After a short while, he picked up the langhao pen again and wrote it down.
"Half-month period. If you can't kill Bang, according to the great discipline law, you will be punished with thirty military sticks."
Thirty military staffs will make you cripple even if you don't die.
The few officials next to him all showed funny expressions. It's just like Xu Mu's newborn calf. Once it's gone, it will shed its skin even if it doesn't die.
“Let’s get it right again.”
The old official spread out the file, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at Xu Mu a few more times.
Xu Mu glanced down and found that there were no big problems. They were all written according to the official list.
"No problem."
There were two copies. Xu Mu took one and walked out coldly.
"Si Hu."
Si Hu held his head, but he accidentally made most of his hair wet.
"Brother Mu, Tian Guantou——"
"Si Hu, get the car."
After strangling Si Hu's voice and waiting on the carriage, Xu Mu opened the note given by Tian Song.
The content on the note records the habits of this group of veteran bandits and the martial arts methods of the three leaders.
After reading it, Xu Mu crushed the note into pieces, fed it to Si Hu and swallowed it.
"Brother Mu, why don't you swallow it yourself?"
"I've had a bad appetite lately."
The carriage left Weicheng and headed back in the direction it came from. Thirty miles away, passing through a town, Xu Mu persuaded the owner of a small inn to let the villagers move in and rest.
"Si Hu, urge the horse."
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It was almost dusk, and Xu Mu rushed back to the forest to take shelter from the rain.
Even if you want to suppress bandits, the first step is to settle the villagers in advance. Although the inn in the small town cannot stay for a long time, it is still a place to stay.
It's windy and rainy outside. If it lasts for two more days, someone might get sick.
"Chen Sheng, you don't have to go with me. Please stay at the inn with the three of us."
Chen Sheng's face was gloomy, and he wished he could immediately pick up his sword, mount his horse, and follow his boss to kill the enemy. But the villagers really need some young and strong people to stay behind.
"The money has been paid, just take the letter and deed."
"Be careful, boss." Without any further insistence, Chen Sheng nodded seriously, picked three young men, and began to help pack the carriage.
"Longbow, you will follow me this round."
Upon hearing this, the bow dog wrapped in gray robe stood up excitedly, picked up his small bow, straightened his body with difficulty, and staggered to Xu Mu's side.
Xu Mu let out a deep breath. To be honest, there was no way back from killing the list, but at the moment, he didn't have much confidence.
The gangsters on the other side of Horseshoe Lake were not ordinary gangsters, but old gangsters who were used to seeing blood. Otherwise, the officials would have wiped them out long ago, and there would not be this official list of killings.
"Xu, Xu Lang." As always, Jiang Caiwei took out the old robe and armor again, hurriedly came over, and helped Xu Mu tie it up one by one.
"Everyone, please wear robes and armor!"
The robe armor also needs to be notarized. In addition to Chen Sheng and the other three, there are a total of thirteen people who are going to suppress the bandits this round.
There were only six sets of robes and armor, and those who couldn't get one also followed Xu Mu's instructions and added an outer robe, found dry grass, and stuffed it in.
"Longbow, you also wear one."
Due to physical reasons, the bow dog cannot hold the bow for a long time and shoot hard. Without the means to kill, it may be in danger.
Jiang Caiwei turned around, picked up a smaller robe and came out, helped Gong Dog put it on and stuffed it with hay.
"Chen Sheng, remember this! As I said before, if you are in trouble with an official, you should get out of the way first. If there is a scourge of robbing families and killing people, let's fight first!"
Chen Sheng got on the horse and nodded solemnly.
"For the rest, take the dry food and follow my boss's family!" Xu Mu hoisted his long sword and coldly got on the carriage.
If he had enough time, he would like to take a good rest first.
But this round of killing list only lasts for half a month. The road to Horseshoe Lake is difficult and it will take at least a day.
"Brother Mu, I discovered something." Si Hu pulled up the reins, his mouth buzzing.
"What?"
"Brother Mu doesn't want to fight and kill people, but it seems that they are always fighting and killing people."
Xu Mu's face froze slightly. Si Hu was not wrong. He thought that entering the inner city would not be as easy as at the border.
But he thought wrong. In this world, no matter where he goes, there will always be cannibalism. If you don't want to be eaten, you can only cut a hole.
"Lao Lu, please come and catch the train for Brother Hu later, and take turns to rest."
A young man behind the carriage nodded solemnly.
Xu Mu crossed his arms, leaned on the partition, and fell asleep slightly.
The wheels were not wrapped in rubber like in later generations, and the heavy rain made the road even muddy.
When Xu Mu opened his eyes drowsily, he found that it was almost dawn.
"Zhou Zun, how far is it?"
Zhou Zun, who was riding back, gathered the bamboo hat on his head and spoke in a solemn voice.
"My boss, it's not far away. According to the location of Horseshoe Lake, it's about thirty miles away."
Thirty miles, even if the path is difficult, it only takes two hours.
"Ten miles away, I'll get off the car and walk."
"Master, there's a corpse lying on the ground!" Lu Lao, who was driving the carriage, suddenly stopped the carriage. He was a little inexperienced and almost turned the carriage over.
But we can't blame him. The old people believe that the dead are the most important. If a carriage runs over a corpse, it is a taboo after all.
"Master, there are five of them!"
Not far from Horseshoe Lake, Xu Mu felt frightened for no reason. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, he got out of the carriage. After turning over three lying corpses, he found that they had all been killed in one move, and their necks had been cut.
"Aren't there soldiers and officers in the inner city? How dare these road cutters do this!" Zhou Zun was furious.
Xu Mu also gritted his teeth.
Previously, it was relatively close to Jijiang River, with more than a dozen large cities in a row, a ferry crossing every ten miles, and accessible official roads.
It is inevitable that there will be an illusion of prosperity.
But this end of Weicheng is a remote place with deep forests and narrow roads, which is perfect for cutting roads and robbing, and there is very little traffic between the officials and soldiers on the left and right.
"There is another one who is still growing up!" Zhou Zun cried and his eyes turned red.
Chui Tiao refers to a child whose hair has not yet been tied up.
"Be calm and bury it safely." Xu Mu stood in the rain, his voice trembling slightly. Not scared, but angry.
A dozen young men walked silently into the rain, picked up the bodies one by one, and buried them in deep pits on the roadside.
