Shen Li thought of going to the meeting alone, but he went to the bandits' lair with a sword.
Black Bear Ridge is rocky, and ancient cypresses of unknown age grow between the rocks and soil.
The young man didn't pay much attention to this trip to the mountain to suppress bandits. They were just a group of grass bandits who couldn't stand up to the stage.
If the masters of the Pseudo King Kong Realm want to kill them, it is tantamount to slaughtering a bunch of chickens.
Perhaps Xiong Xiazi and other bandits were living too comfortably in their daily lives. They went up the mountain without encountering any obstacles, not even a human being. Their ears could hear the crisp chirping of birds one after another, like everyone playing a tune on an instrument.
The weather is already hot now, even a master of pseudo-Vajra is still sweating.
There is a ready-made path up the mountain, which is extremely difficult to walk. There are huge boulders on both sides. If someone guards this path, not to mention dozens or hundreds of people will not be able to climb the mountain.
Passing the path, there were bows and arrows and quivers in front of them, but no one was there. I guess someone was guarding them before they came, but they left for some reason.
A winding path was opened up on the extremely steep hillside. It was very dangerous for one person to walk on it. After passing this path, it suddenly became clear that the top of the mountain was a simple stockade made of wood. It was not big, but it was well-equipped with all the necessary defense facilities.
The door of the village is open, and when you get closer, you can hear the noisy sound of people urging people to drink.
Shen Li pulled out his withered beauty and was too lazy to talk nonsense with the bandits.
The footsteps were silent, approaching quietly.
Nearly twenty people sat around four tables, and the banquet was extremely rich, with plenty of food and wine.
Everyone was drunk, punching their fists, and drinking heavily.
It wasn't until the young man walked up behind a bandit and killed him with a sword. The hot blood splashed on the table, and the bandits were either holding drinks, gnawing on chicken legs, or drunk and had no human shape. Only then did they suddenly realize that someone was coming up the mountain. .
Suddenly, the sword light seemed to be connected.
All the mountain bandits on the table were beheaded.
Soon it will be the next table.
When nearly twenty bandits fell down, their blood formed a stream and flowed to lower places.
The closed door was pushed open.
Although Blind Bear's nickname is unpleasant, his appearance is delicate yet rugged.
There was also a banquet table in the room, with four or five women, and a young scribe wearing a feather fan and silk scarf.
Blind Xiong saw his brothers being brutally beheaded, shouted angrily, and charged at the young man to kill him.
In the eyes of Lu Liang and others, Xiong Xiong is a master of martial arts and extremely difficult to deal with. But in the eyes of the young man, his footwork is chaotic, his moves are full of loopholes, and his energy is not worth mentioning. Even though he is a bandit who occupies the mountain as the king. , causing unspeakable suffering to the people and merchants who passed by. For the young man, killing him and those little bandits was all enough with one sword.
Therefore, as soon as the blind bear approached the young man three steps away, the withered beauty penetrated his heart, and the blind bear did not even see clearly how he died.
After shaking off the blood on the sword, he shouted to the women in the room who were holding their heads and screaming: "Go back wherever you came from. If you leave a little later, I will kill you too."
It was impossible for the young man to kill innocent people, but he was just urging them to leave quickly. The scribe in the room looked good, so he must be someone with good background.
The women filed out, stepping on the smelly blood, and ran out of the cottage.
Even at this moment, the young scribe still took a leisurely sip from the wine glass, sipped his lips, picked up a piece of fat, and asked: "Have you had your meal, sir?"
"have eaten."
"It's a pity that although Blind Xiong is a fat man, his cooking skills are not bad."
After eating the fat meat and chewing it carefully, the scribe asked again: "Where does the hero come from?"
"Nan Wu."
"Oh, what a coincidence, where are you going?"
"Qifeng City, Luojing."
"Ha! What a coincidence, I'm going to Qifeng and Luo Jing too! A group of grassland masters came from Qifeng, and they want to set up a ring to challenge countless masters from the Northern Sui Dynasty. Could it be that the heroes also want to watch the excitement?"
"no."
"Oh, it doesn't matter. After killing so many people, the hero must be tired. Please sit down quickly and eat something to restore your strength." The young scribe greeted warmly.
Shen Li strolled closer to the house and sat opposite the scribe.
"These chopsticks have not been used, please..."
Refill Shen Li's glass of wine.
The scribe sighed: "I just wanted to use the bandits in Black Bear Ridge for my own use, but now it's better, the heroes have killed them all."
"Are you very sorry?"
"Of course it's a pity. It's equivalent to a free chess piece falling in the Northern Sui Dynasty. It seems useless. Who knows what effect it will have in the future. What if the news comes back to Da Wu about the whereabouts of the Imperial Army in the Northern Sui Dynasty?"
The location of Black Bear Ridge is good, and there is a smooth road at the foot of the mountain. If the Northern Sui Imperial Army moves south, the bandits in Black Bear Ridge will indeed be able to detect it in advance.
Neither of them asked each other's name, after all, their respective details had been exposed.
In the eyes of scribes, the young man is young but has extraordinary skills. He is most likely to be in the fourth rank. His swordsmanship is fierce, and his aura is deep and like light white clouds. Such an unparalleled young master must have come from the best in Southern Wu. Big party.
Going north through Black Bear Ridge, I heard that there were bandits on the mountain. With the spirit of youth and superb skills, I went up the mountain to kill these villains who had caused trouble to the whole place.
The young man saw that the scribe was dissolute but not disrespectful, so he must have come from a famous family with a heirloom of poetry and calligraphy in the Southern Wu Dynasty. He also said that the idle chess played in Heixiong Ridge was related to the movement of the Imperial Army in the Northern Sui Dynasty. He was either a member of the imperial court or a master in the insect catching department.
The probability of being a master of the Insect Catching Department is higher. When I was in Kaixi City, I heard that many members of the Insect Catching Department sneaked into the Northern Sui Dynasty and Western Shu to secretly collect intelligence, or spend a lot of money to bribe important officials.
As for the people in the court, according to the young man's settlement with the Nanwu Temple, it is too late for them to fight among themselves at the moment. Can they have the intention to settle in the Northern Sui Dynasty and plan for the future?
It's not that the young man didn't believe it, it was that the party struggle in Nanwu was so fierce that he had to fight to the death first, and then talk about other things. As a court official said, how can you govern the country with insects?
They both raised their glasses and drank to the full.
The scribe hurriedly ate another piece of fat meat to suppress the smell of alcohol, "Do you still want to kill me, hero?"
"I don't want to think about it now. I don't know if I will think about it when I leave later."
"Haha... Daxia is so dashing! Then again, you are not very old. Will calling you Daxia make you look old?"
According to the rules of the Northern Sui Dynasty, all powerful men who meet are called heroes, no matter how old or young they are. Women are called heroes in various ways, such as heroine, chivalrous woman, young lady, fairy, fairy aunt, goddess, etc., to name a few.
The young man smiled and said, "No, I like the word hero."
The young scribe asked: "Do you know what kind of personality a real hero should have?"
In his next sentence, would he say that a real hero serves the country and the people?
"Hero is just a title for me. In fact, I am a swordsman." Shen Li replied.
The scribe laughed loudly: "A swordsman of the fourth rank is called the Sword Immortal. May I ask what the Sword Immortal's name is?"
"It's just a chance meeting in the world. It's better to treat it as a chance encounter and don't ask your name."
"Okay! I'd like to offer you a bowl of wine to the Sword Immortal for the chance encounter!"
After drinking, Shen Li stood up.
The young scribe's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he could not guess whether to kill or to stay next.
Seeing Shen Li turn around and walk out the door, taking away Xiong Xiongzi's head, the scribe let out a long sigh of relief.
"I thought about it. Strictly speaking, you are just a passerby and have no intention of harming the people. If what you just said is the truth, you should be spared. Even if you are telling lies, it's okay. I have a way. When I find you, it won’t be too late to kill you.”
The scribe smiled and said, "Everything I say is true, not a single lie."
"That's good. A team of escorts will come up later to look for the goods stolen by the bandits. I hope you won't embarrass them."
Just because the young scribe was no match for Shen Li, it didn't mean that Lu Liang and others could deal with him.
The scribe cultivated as a Confucian heel, and Shen Li had been polishing it in the sixth level for a long time after being exposed to it. The scribe's sword was always beside him, and the Confucian heel still practiced swordsmanship. That was the Gentleman Sword lineage.
Junzijian both studies and practices swordsmanship. Unlike other traditional Confucian Qi practitioners, Junzijian has the ability to fight against enemies starting from the ninth grade.
Qiao Baisu, who fought against Zhao Ruyu on the banks of the Dadu River, was Jun Zijian.
To this day, Shen Li still can't forget the awe-inspiring aura of Qiao Baisu, the gentleman's sword.
After walking a few steps, he turned around and asked, "Does Junzijian like to scheming as much as he does?"
The young scribe smiled calmly: "As long as they are human beings, they are all scheming and ignorant. They also know what to do to gain the greatest benefit. At the beginning, human beings are inherently evil. Only by accepting the teachings of sages and reciting classics day after day can they be successful. But be dedicated to good deeds.”
The theory of evil nature and the theory of good nature has been at war within Confucianism for hundreds of years. Some scholars believe that the theory of evil nature is the true nature of human nature, and they refute Confucian scholars who adhere to the theory of good nature. Others have always firmly believed that the theory of good nature is the true nature of human nature. In order to occupy the Shangfeng promoted his own theory and did not hesitate to write articles and denounced Confucian scholars who held the theory of evil nature as jackals and tigers, and did not understand the preciousness of human beings as the spiritual beings of all things.
The most intense battlefield between the two is at Jixia Academy.
Shen Li smiled and said: "It is better to go to Jixia Academy and debate with the Northern Sui Confucians."
The young scribe laughed loudly: "That's exactly what I meant."
Going down the mountain very quickly.
Deliberately walked aside.
Zhu Hongni stood in front and waited eagerly, while Lu Liang followed behind.
The other six people were whispering among themselves.
"It's been almost half an hour. Let me tell you, that kid has probably been killed by Blind Bear."
"Alas, my eldest brother sometimes has a soft ear. He just believes whatever outsiders say."
"Let's figure out what to do next."
"What else can I do? If I'm not a match for the blind bear, I'll just go back to the Integrity Escort Agency and repay my employer at twice the price."
"Six hundred taels of silver, can the escort agency get it?"
"Hmph, the head escort has been working as an escort all his life, and then opened the Integrity Escort Bureau. God knows how much money he has."
"The chief escort is very kind to us."
"Put yourself in my shoes, if you were the head escort, how could you not be nice to someone who works hard as an escort to make money for you?"
"That makes some sense."
"Stop talking, big brother is here."
Lu Liang was not deaf, and he could still hear a few people talking.
He coughed lightly and said, "Brothers, give me Lu Liang some face and don't say anything you shouldn't say."
"Yes, brother. Don't worry, we are dealing with the situation and not the person."
"Brother, we need to prepare for the worst."
Zhu Hongni happily shouted: "Shen Li is back! He is back!"
Everyone looked at it.
The young man had the long sword tied around his waist and a head in his right hand.
Zhu Hongni ran forward and lowered her head to observe the head on Xiong Xiong's neck: "Is this the bandit leader?"
"good."
He threw the head towards Lu Liang and others: "Look and see if it's a blind bear. Don't think I lied to you."
