The rain hadn't stopped yet, so Xu Mu sent people to check seven or eight thatched huts for fear of causing some trouble.
Apart from some ordinary living utensils and the body of a woman, there were no other major discoveries.
There are not even one more pair of weapons, robes, and armor.
Until Zhou Zunla opened a cellar——
Not long after, all kinds of resentful and sobbing sounds came out, making people's scalp numb.
"Dong, boss, there are so many girls!"
The people nearby hurriedly walked to the cellar and then walked inside.
Under the dim torch light, more than a dozen women in ragged clothes were covered with festering wounds. Their feet were chained with iron chains, and even their ankles became slightly deformed.
The faces they raised were full of despair and fear.
Women have already died in this dungeon, two or three of them. The corpses were piled in a corner, with hairy flies buzzing around.
"I heard that these old bandits not only kill people and set fires, but also pick flowers." Zhou Zun was trembling all over.
"Save people." Xu Mu's face was condensed.
The order of the Epoch Dynasty collapsed, and even though it was not far from the inner city, there were still tragedies in the world.
After cutting off the iron ropes and finding clothes for these women to put on, the heavy atmosphere subsided a little.
"Zhou Luo, you ride a horse and go outside to get some carriages. Remember, don't alarm the officials."
Zhou Luo nodded, pressed the bamboo hat and started walking out.
After more than ten miserable women were settled, Xu Mu walked to the thatched cottage next to him and looked at several injured villagers.
Among the group of people, Lu Lao was undoubtedly the most seriously injured. An iron arrow penetrated his ribs. It took a long time to stop the bleeding.
"Dong, boss, I'm fine."
Xu Mu bent down, did not answer, and carefully helped apply another round of golden sore medicine. Among the remaining people, except for Heifu's injured leg, there were no major problems.
Xu Mu had a calm expression on his face. Including Si Hu, he selected four villagers who were still intact and prepared to enter the mountain.
It was already getting light outside the thatched cottage.
The five people quickly put on their raincoats and bamboo hats, and each took an iron bow and carried it on their backs. Under Xu Mu's instructions, each of them also brought an extra pot of iron arrows.
"Zhou Zun, I'll leave this place to you." Xu Mu's voice sounded as he walked out of the thatched hut.
Under the current situation, it may not be safe in a thatched house, but as long as Zhou Luo can rush back, he can send the injured and those poor girls back first.
"Don't worry, boss." Zhou Zun nodded.
There are not many weapons notarized in Xujiazhuang. This round of entering the mountains, there are not many weapons left for people like Zhou Zun.
Xu Mu could only hope to find Mo Da in the back mountain as soon as possible and end this round of killing the list as soon as possible.
"Enter the mountain."
Five figures strode into the rain curtain, followed the road behind the mountain, and began to walk deeper into the forest.
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"Is there a horse? Is there a horse?"
In a cave, Mo Da raised his face and asked twice.
"The boss is gone! He was all stabbed by those killers!"
Mo was so angry that he drew his knife and chopped off a piece of wood in front of him.
If he simply ran away, he only needed to find a way to escape and avoid the officers, soldiers and towns, and there wouldn't be much of a problem.
But, in front of him, there were still several wooden boxes piled up.
The wooden box was filled with gold and silver jewelry, valuable antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and even a fine silver robe and armor.
There is no way that just three or four of them can take away these good things.
With horses, only two are needed to carry the burden, and the problem is easily solved.
He poked the scimitar impatiently, and Mo Da fell into hesitation.
Since he was on the killing list, those people would not let him go. They were determined to enter the mountain and would not give up until he was handed over to the official.
"Master, if you don't want to avoid it first, come back later!"
"No, what should I do if I disappear?"
Mo Da gritted his teeth and spent several years licking blood from the edge of a knife to get this wealth. How could he bear it.
"Master, I'm back!"
At this time, a staggering old bandit hurriedly ran into the cave.
"What's going on!" Mo Da stood up hurriedly, his face becoming anxious.
He had already guessed that the dozen old gangsters who had separated earlier must have fallen into a trap.
"Second, the second master and the third aunt were all beheaded! The old brothers in that gang were also killed to pieces and fled towards the front of the road."
"The straight mother-in-law's killer! Lu, Lu!"
"The boss, I remember clearly, his name is Lu Zizhong, he is from Tangjiang City."
Mo Da froze his face tightly and fell into a dilemma again.
"Master, if you don't find a secret place, we can bury the treasure first, and those who killed the list will definitely not be able to find it."
"What if you are found and disappear!" Mo Da repeated, his voice hoarse and frightening.
The five or six old bandits in front of him didn't know what to do for a moment, so they could only nod in dismay.
"Don't worry, I'm keeping these because I want to share the same points with you all when the time comes." Mo Da said with a smile.
The bonfire in the cave was weak, making the figures of the old bandits appear longer and shorter.
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Xu Mu led a group of people to move forward carefully amid the mountainous scenery. Occasionally, they would frighten the forest birds taking shelter from the rain, and they would flap their wings hastily and fly away into the distance.
The farther the mountain road goes, the more deserted it becomes. At the end, the extended mountain road is suddenly obscured by thorny grass that grows wildly.
Xu Mu stopped and raised his eyes.
In this round of entering the mountains, he not only wanted to kill the list, but also had to take a closer look at Xujiazhuang if he wanted to establish a foothold in Horseshoe Lake in the future. If there are ten or eight old wolf dens hidden, just stop thinking about it.
"Master, I've checked, and there are no traces of tigers or wolves." A taller man from the village came over.
Xu Mu remembered that this man's name was Lu Feng, and he was also one of the five previous coachmen. He had a somewhat taciturn temperament, but he was very neat in doing things.
"My boss, I used to be a hunter, and I thought there were no tigers or wolves in the mountains in this area. Even if there were, they weren't on the top of the mountain here."
Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief. If this was the case, he only needed to capture the old gangsters from Mo Da and hand them over to the official office, and then they could settle down near Horseshoe Lake.
"Lu Feng, what do you think about this round?"
Lu Feng paused and rarely said a few more words, "My boss, those old bandits not only want to avoid the rain, but also avoid us. It is very likely that they are hiding in a cave."
Xu Mu smiled and nodded. Lu Feng's analysis was not wrong, of course, provided that these old bandits would not escape down the mountain.
Xu Mu dared to be sure that this gang of old bandits must have collected a lot of treasures during the few years they had been entrenched in Horseshoe Lake. If they couldn't find them in the thatched hut, they would definitely hide them in the back mountains.
There were no horses or mules to carry the treasure, unless these old bandits were willing to give up the treasure or bury it again.
But in these troubled times, according to the temperament of the old bandits, especially the big boss, the loss of life should be small, but the loss of wealth should be big.
