Since the emergence of Liu He in Langdiao County, it has become increasingly prosperous, and there are more and more business trips, which has led to an otherwise rarely visited mountain road on the east side of Langdiao County that crosses the Taihang Mountains. In recent years, more and more people have been walking on it.

On this day, a donkey cart appeared on this mountain road. The donkey cart was very simple, with a chariot being pulled behind the donkey and a very rough ceiling that could barely shelter from the wind and rain.

A young man with a coarse cloth was driving the car in front, while on the cart behind was another young man, looking at the roll of straw mat in front of him with a sad face.

It is not accurate to say that it is a straw mat. There is a person or a corpse wrapped in this straw mat. The corpse has obviously been dead for many days, with a pale face and blood-colored, and its lips are a little black. Under the mottled reflection of the tree shadows in this mountain road, it looks extremely gloomy.

The man driving the car in front was not sad at all, but was a little scared. He looked back at the corpse from time to time and couldn't help but tremble all over.

"My husband, it's almost dark this day. Why can't we stay in Langdiao County for a night before leaving..."

The young master glared at him: "Speak lightly, let alone not to mention that we have too much money on our body, even if we have enough money, we cannot delay our time. The teacher, Mr. Leyin, was implicated and killed because he was the chief minister of He Miao. As the saying goes, he will be a teacher for life and a father. As a disciple, I should take him back to my hometown in Anping, Jizhou for burial. Although it is late autumn, it is difficult to release this body for a long time, so it is better to leave quickly."

The young man drove the car was full of pain: "But... But, young master, it's getting dark soon, in the wilderness, we are pulling such a corpse... It's really..."

The young master couldn't hear the implication of his words, so he could only sigh.

"Don't worry, this is my mentor. Even if he turns into a ghost, how can he harm you and me?"

He is like this, a young man. What else can a mere entourage who is driving a car say? He can only grit his teeth and force himself to be brave and move forward slowly on this long mountain road.

"Gugu...gugu..."

The sky soon darkened. Under the faint moonlight, there was no other movement around except for the various birds and insects and the sound of the wind blowing grass leaves. But the more this was, the more shocking it was.

The follower kept his heart in his throat and walked for a long time, and finally he was safe and peaceful. Only then did he let go of his heart a little.

However, at this moment, suddenly many torches lit up in the surrounding woods, and then a group of people jumped out of the bushes on both sides and stopped the donkey cart.

"Ah...Young Master, there are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

The follower screamed with his head in his arms.

However, this young man was much calmer than him. He looked at the surrounding situation and patted his followers on the shoulders.

"Don't panic, it's not a ghost, it's just a robbery."

The follower looked through the cracks of his fingers and found that they were all humans, so he patted his chest.

"So it's human, hey, I'm scared, it's really."

The two of them looked glad, which made the bandits so angry that their noses were crooked.

"Good guy, I'm afraid of ghosts, but not grandpa, am I? I'll let you see, I'm more fierce than ghosts! Hand over all the valuables, otherwise you will be chopped and fed to the wolf!"

A fierce and strong man with a beard on his face said viciously with a big sword.

Seeing this, the follower became a little panicked again.

"Young Master, there are so many people. What should we do..."

The young master glared: "It's really a waste of time, I can't count on it at all."

He walked out of the donkey cart himself and clasped his fist at the strong man bearded and said, "This hero is here to win the scoop. His name is Zijing, from Anping, Jizhou. This time he is not doing business or traveling far away. He just wants to transport his mentor's body and return it to his hometown. He really has no money on him. He also asks the hero to give up his hands."

"What a mess!"

The strong man said impatiently: "I care what you do. In short, just give money and let it go. If you don't give money, hum, leave a head!"

Qianzhao suddenly became a little panicked. He forced himself to lift his breath and pulled out his sword from the donkey cart next to him, pointing his sword forward.

"You... Don't do anything wrong when you wait! If I have a breath today, I will never let you destroy your mentor's body!"

The strong man sarcastically said, "Oh, how can you use a sword? Then see how capable you are!"

After saying that, the strong man waved his hand and more than a dozen bandits rushed over.

"Oh, help..."

The follower covered his head and got under the donkey cart.

Although Qianzhao was brave, he was young after all, and his swordsmanship had obviously been learned for a few years. His moves were quite beautiful, but he had never had any actual combat at first glance. In a short while, he was kicked to the ground by a group of bandits.

"Tie it up!"

Soon, the entourage was tied up tightly, and the follower was pulled out from under the car and tied up together.

"Heroic man, we really have no money. Look at what we like. Just take it away, just ask me to let me go. My mentor treats me very well. I can't let him rest in peace after his death. Please everyone!"

Qianzhao was still begging, but the bandits ignored them completely.

"What a shit mentor, a corpse is useless. As for you two, Hum, they look pretty good. It may be worth a few thousand yuan to sell it to a wealthy family as a face-to-face."

The hero waved his hand to his subordinates regardless of their request.

"Burn this body to save you from being unlucky."

When Qianzhao heard this, he struggled hard.

"It's better than beasts, let go of my mentor!"

"Go to your mother!" A bandit kicked him over, but despite the pain on his body, he kept trying to crawl towards the donkey cart.

"Hehe, this kid is quite filial. Unfortunately, I'm not a manly person. Otherwise, I'd stay with you guys, which would be great, haha!"

The strong man with a beard laughed wildly, and dozens of bandits around him laughed loudly, making the veins storm so angry that his teeth clattered.

Le Yin's body was thrown to the ground. In late autumn, there were not many other things in the forest, just because there were many dry grass and branches. The bandits picked up a lot of them and piled them on his body.

The strong man with a beard raised a torch and deliberately took Qianzhao to the front of the corpse.

"Hehe, I'm going to burn it for you."

"No..."

Qianzhao was already crying and screaming in pain. However, the more the bandits felt in pain when they saw him, the happier they were in their hearts. They all laughed beside them.

"The dog thief stops, how dare he do evil in the present of a certain family!"

A loud and angry voice suddenly came from the mountains and forests, and then a large number of birds soared into the sky, stirring up the originally quiet night sky.

"Who is talking!" The strong man bearded suddenly became alert and looked around with a knife.

I saw countless torches getting closer and closer to this side, and then I saw a tall figure riding onto the mountain road, but I couldn't bear to look down on his face.

Seeing that the other party's formation was obviously a hundred times stronger than him, the strong man in a beard immediately felt guilty.

He smiled and said, "Brother, you are..."

The man riding the horse didn't say anything, but a man next to him started to angrily.

"Who is your brother to you? What are you? You dare to be brother to my general!"

The strong man with a beard repeatedly said that he was yes. Even though he was angry, the situation was stronger than others, so he could not bow his head.

"Well, don't know what to call it?"

The man sneered and said, "You little bandits, hum, even if I, Bai Bo Army, are your ancestors, it is considered appropriate."

"What, Bai Bo Army!"

These dozens of bandits all turned pale after "swish".
Chapter completed!