He knew that these gangsters committed crimes of burning, killing, looting, and were most ruthless, but he did not know that these gangsters also had a shady career. He even did not understand how his second uncle, who had always been honest and honest, could provoke the gang in Yintuo Village. bandit.
Yue Guanchao glanced at his brother Yue Erpao, then looked at his second uncle: "Second uncle, there are hundreds of brothers in the forest farm in the village. We went to Yintuo Village at night. We have a lot of people and a strong body, so we won't be at a loss no matter what."
When Yue Qingshan heard his nephew's words, he frowned and clearly disagreed: "No, it doesn't mean that you are brave enough to take advantage of the bandits and boost your family's prestige. The old people in the village who are in their early fifties or sixties have all been to the countryside when they were young. Tuan, more than 20 years ago, everyone was full of courage, so arrogant that they could kill even a bear at night, but now why do they have the habit of peeing their crotch when they are scared?"
"Why?"
"You haven't been scared out of your wits by Yintuo Village. These gangsters are all named in the book of life and death. They kill people just like slicing onions with a knife. You young people are afraid of killing pigs and can't stand it at all. .”
Yue Guanchao was poured cold water on him, and then he thought of other evil ideas: "If it doesn't work out, let's sneak into the village with shotguns in the dark and visit the bandit's den. Maybe the Second Artillery can save him."
Yue Qingshan continued to shake his head: "Visiting the bandit village is not like visiting a temple fair. The village is all about desperate business. If you suddenly see a stranger (a stranger), you don't even need to ask where he came from. He can fool us both on the spot. There is no need to do anything secretly. It won’t work, and I don’t know who is in charge of Yintuo Village now. I have to meet the person in charge before we can talk.”
Yue Guanchao patted his head: "Then, how about we pretend to worship the bandits on the mountain and want to join them? Is it possible to sneak in like this?"
Yue Qingshan thought about his last idea and his eyes lit up: "This is the only way. We, uncle and nephew, will go tonight to meet these gangsters."
"Brother Yue, it's late at night. These guys are building a wild fairy temple. I'm not sure there's anything dirty waiting for you. I'm worried. Why don't you bring my old lady with you too? She can protect her even if she's poisoned or injured. You are safe."
Mrs. Ma's words were sincere. Yue Qingshan was worried that he had no help. He nodded with gratitude in his eyes: "Sister, I don't even know what to say. Even if I, Yue Qingshan, hold grass in my hand and form a ring, I will repay you." A big favor.”
The three of them took advantage of the deepening of the night and drove their black-maned horses towards Yintuo Village.
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The moon and stars were sparse, and the birds were chirping miserably.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and a fierce horse with black mane raised its hooves and roared, stopping at Xuelong Ridge.
"Hush!"
Yue Guanchao sat on his horse and looked up at the Xuelong Ridge dormant in the high mountains.
It's summer, and the Xuelong Mountains are full of strange peaks and towering mountains. The Gray Immortal Shrine is spread all over the forest, like a mirage floating in the hazy mist. The dim yellow lanterns dim and flicker, just like hundreds of pairs of greedy animal eyes, looking at the criminals coming down the mountain. .
Ahead, a few rotten trees were scrawled as a mountain gate. After passing the mountain gate, there was a wild road leading to Xuelong Ridge.
When he walked into the mountain gate, the bushes on both sides were as high as his waist, and the cool wind blew by, whistling quietly. He immediately felt a cold wind going straight into his collar, as if a cold hand touched his back, and he was startled. All hairy.
Yue Guanchao carefully observed his surroundings. To his left and right were wild ridges and dense forests that reached into the sky. Only a rugged stone road under his feet was winding up the mountain. There was a dense fog and miasma all around. Even with a lantern, all he could see was a horse-drawn carriage. The first few meters and beyond were darkness, and the rotten smell in the air never dissipated.
He looked up and saw that the silvery-white moon disk turned into a hazy red moon at some point. The forest completely blocked out the moonlight, and no light could penetrate.
strangeness!
Amidst the sound of the wheels, he could always hear the sound of people moving and whispering. Several times, from the corner of his eye, he saw black shadows passing near the carriage. He could hold up a lantern and shine it, but only the big trees and shrubs remained motionless, leaving only the wind. The leaves were rustling in the wind, and even though there were two large living people in the car behind me, it was still so quiet that I was distracted.
Although there are hundreds of beasts lurking in the Xing'an Mountains, no beasts will take the initiative to approach the carriage. These strange black shadows just circle around the carriage, unable to be seen or caught, making no move, but not moving away, as if they are teasing and mocking them. .
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he drove the carriage quickly.
Whatever you are afraid of, it will happen.
"Earth~earth~earth~~~"
Suddenly, strange animal sounds came from the black mist.
He only heard a few whooshing sounds, and the wheel was stabbed with several arrows. He ducked and broke the bow and arrow to see that there was indeed a bronze whistle with an animal mouth at the tail.
"Which bastard doesn't dare to take the lead? Why don't you do it to me?"
No one spoke in the darkness, but the wind picked up. It was midsummer, but this wind was cold and cold. It made the green leaves on the trees fall like dead leaves in late autumn, but they fell within the light range of the lantern. There, Yue Guanchao discovered that they were not leaves at all, but pieces of paper money with square holes that were slightly yellowed!
The paper money rolled with the wind, and more and more paper money floated, and the carriage was about to be surrounded by the sight.
