The five people hurried along the rugged mountain road and spent nearly five or six hours moving the four treasure boxes to Horseshoe Lake at the foot of the mountain.
It was dusk now, and with the gray rain, the whole sky was getting darker.
Zhou Luo hasn't come back yet.
The wounded in the thatched house, because they were injured by swords and arrows, gradually improved after the bleeding stopped. The dozen or so poor women who were originally frightened felt relieved after eating something, gathered in another thatched hut, and fell asleep soundly.
When the sky darkened completely, Xu Mu slowly walked into the thatched house. The four treasure chests, plus the Tiger Kui Silver Armor, were completely hidden.
He was not worried that these villagers would ask. It was a friendship of life and death, and they all knew what these four treasure boxes meant.
"Master, eat fish!" Zhou Zun took a piece of grilled fish and handed it to Xu Mu.
"Brother Mu doesn't know that by relying on the lake, he will eat grilled fish every day from now on!"
Xu Mu rolled his eyes at Si Hu speechlessly. This Horseshoe Lake is only seven or eight miles away. It is better to say it is a lake than a pond.
Fortunately, several streams and springs on the mountain just merged into the low-lying land, forming a small lake. However, there will definitely be no problem in getting water in the future. Maybe because of the spring water, the brewed wine will be more mellow.
"My boss, the proceeds from killing the bandits include thirteen sets of robes and armor, twenty-four knives, and seventeen long bows." Zhou Zun approached and spoke in a solemn voice.
To be honest, Xu Mu was very tempted by this number. In such troubled times, weapons are the foundation for protecting the village.
But if it is taken, there will be many problems derived from it.
After much hesitation, Xu Mu asked Zhou Zun to gather them together and hand them over together when they went to Weicheng to submit the list.
Of course, the treasure box belonging to the four people must not be handed over. Even if it wasn't for the money, the Tiger Kui Silver Armor alone was worth the risk.
At dawn the next day, Zhou Luo, who lived up to expectations, finally invited a dozen martial artists, each drove a carriage, and drove cautiously into Horseshoe Lake.
"My boss, I don't dare to come to other horse galleries because I can't invite anyone. I have no choice but to spend thirty taels of silver to hire a martial artist."
"We also hired a doctor. The old man didn't want to come, so he had to raise the price to ten taels."
Wu Xing is similar to the bodyguard of a bodyguard bureau. As for having a doctor following him, that would definitely be better. Wounded people like Lu Lao wouldn't have to make another trip.
Although I also know some about the pharmacology of later generations, I still leave it to those old doctors to do the actual work.
"This, this boss, all those old gangsters were killed by you?" In Wu Xing, a big man with a calm face got out of the car and clasped his fists.
"Some of them ran away, and the rest were killed. Please run away, please." These words were both intimidating and making friends. In this world, it is always right to be careful.
"I dare not take it." The big man swallowed hard, "I heard that Weicheng had been listed on the official list early, but for a long time, no one dared to kill... I admire a certain family."
"It's easy to say, they are all just asking for their lives."
Turning around, Xu Mu let out a sigh of relief. All he had to do was send three scoops of heads to the Weicheng official office, and with Tian Song's cooperation, there would be no problem with the notarization of the land deeds in the Horseshoe Lake area.
More than a dozen miserable women were still crying when they walked out of the thatched hut. When he got on the carriage, he knelt down in the rain and kowtowed to Xu Mu three times.
"My little boss is righteous." The middle-aged Wu Xing clasped his fists again.
Xu Mu also clasped his fists slightly in return.
He had thought about keeping these ten or so poor women in Zhuangzi, but the inner city was not a border gate, and among these poor women, there were probably a few ladies from wealthy families.
I can only give up.
"Zhou Zun, please be polite when inviting the old gentleman into the thatched cottage."
The old doctor holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a rich hat initially looked a little frightened, but after hearing Xu Mu's words, his expression relaxed.
After some arrangements, Xu Mu got on the carriage. Si Hu, who was behind him, also jumped on with three bloody bundles in his arms.
Behind, several young men from Zhou Luo also helped carry a large pile of weapons, robes, and armor onto the carriage.
"Zhou Luo, where are Brother Sheng and the others?"
"I'm packing up now. I think we'll go to Horseshoe Lake tonight."
Xu Mu nodded and said no more. The most important thing at the moment was to go to Weicheng to hand in the exam.
…
On the balcony of Changjia Town, Chang Shiro rubbed his eyes and sighed with a smile.
"Dare I ask, how many days did this happen?"
"It's almost three days since the little master's death in Weicheng. But don't worry, young master, the Wei officials in Weicheng have already agreed. Even if the little master hands over the title then, he will definitely not get the land deed notarized."
"It's okay, Mo Li." Changshiro brushed off his sleeves, his voice sounded a little lonely.
"Mo Li, you come and go, it seems that I, Chang Shiro, am a petty person. My little boss killed Bang, and if he has the ability to find a way out, that's what he deserves."
"Master, he can't get the land deed notarized——"
"You don't understand." Changshiro interrupted coldly.
"Over and over again, if this continues, I will become enemies with my little boss, and I don't want that."
Beside Changshiro, an old man covered in rich robes nodded hesitantly.
"Follow him."
"Perhaps Wolong will eventually come out of the pool."
The old man in Hua Pao sighed slightly and couldn't figure out why his master wanted to give his face such a small boss.
Of course, he admired his master.
After walking down the wooden stairs, the old man suddenly remembered something. Even if he goes to Weicheng Guanfang to say something now, it seems to be too late.
The news came that the little boss was already on the way to Weicheng.
"Oh, just follow him."
…
"My little boss, Weicheng is just ahead." The middle-aged martial artist's attitude towards Xu Mu was still extremely humble.
How can a person who can enter Horse Ti Lake and destroy the old bandit's den be an ordinary person?
"Everyone, please take shelter from the rain for now."
The middle-aged Wu Xing was a little confused, but in the end he did not dare to say anything, so he had to park the carriage into the woods and wait for a while.
A young man who was following the car hurriedly borrowed an old horse, put on a raincoat, and went to Weicheng alone.
The agreement with Tian Song was to get rid of the old Weicheng official, and then get the land deed of Ma Ti Lake notarized.
Qing Zhuang, who was riding a horse, wanted to take the first step and contact Tian Song first.
"My little boss, the world is annoying, and the weather is also annoying." The middle-aged Wu Xing brought a bowl of hot tea and handed it to Xu Mu respectfully.
"It's rainy and cold. You won't be thirsty. Thank you." Xu Mu calmly took the tea bowl and put it aside. Under such circumstances, he had to be careful.
Si Hu next to him also looked a little bored, biting into the cooking cake and looking at the surrounding scenery.
"Have you heard about the recent events, little boss?"
"whats the matter."
"Those good knights...those knights, there was a big traitor recently. After selling out, he joined the imperial court. I heard that he was even made a general."
"Poor those heroes, they died miserably. Some were hanged at every city entrance."
"I was so angry that I wanted to raise the knife...Ah, what did I say? My dear boss, just think of me as nonsense."
"It was raining heavily just now, so I couldn't hear anything clearly."
Xu Mu sighed and turned his head, thinking again of Ma Liu, the small pawn in Tangjiang City.
This world is dirty, and someone will eventually clean it up.
