Yuehua seems to be able to dispel people's fatigue. I originally wanted to clean up here in the middle of the night, but I didn't want to feel a refreshing feeling after drinking Yuehua.

The originally aging mule seemed to be rejuvenating, screaming "rattle" and two huge hooves stepped around in the mountains.

It would be better to do everything in one go and hit Huanglong. Su Yang stepped on the restless mule, as if he was riding a tall horse, tied his peach wood sword on his back, and walked westward.

At dawn, when a few rays of bright sky light had just scattered down the mountain, a young man in a long robe rode on an old mule and walked between the mountains.

"There is Liangshan in front of me. When I go up, kill him cleanly!"

Su Yang recited a few words of Beijing accents and galloped between the mountains and fields. He saw two strong men wearing local clothes standing next to a narrow and wide mountain road, like strong men guarding the pass.

Seeing a young man wearing a long cloth gown with a fair face coming from afar, riding an old mule, he looked inappropriate and heading towards the intersection.

This is the only road in Liangshan. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Therefore, these bandits can occupy the mountain and become king here. There are even rumors that the person in Liangshan who is the leader of Liangshan has great magical powers and can become soldiers.

In the chaotic times, the officialdom of the dynasty was rampant, and the officers and soldiers were corrupt and incompetent, so they had no time to control this place. This made the bandits arrogant and domineering for a while and developed a sense of arrogance.

The local people are suffering. What is the use of the law for heaven and robbing the rich to help the poor is just a banner. Can this group of strong people bully really be a high-ranking official? The people who suffer from the disaster are still the many people at the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, when the bandits saw a boy who looked like a farmer from afar, they seemed to be coming straight to the mountain, which surprised them a little. You must know that ordinary people were too late to hide when they saw them, but someone took the initiative to find them.

"Boy, what are you doing? Judging from your shabby appearance, I guess you can't change a few times. Today, the two masters are in a good mood. If you know each other, get out of here."

Su Yang smiled faintly, got off the mule without any comment, pressed the mule's head and said, "Is this Liangshan?"

"Oh? Love, boy knows where this is?" One of them laughed without fear, pulled out his waist knife and shouted: "If you don't want to be the dead soul under Grandpa's knife, just roll it off as soon as possible..."

His word "border" has not been fully stated. There was a blood mark half an inch deep on his neck. Blood was rumbling out. He was still holding the waist knife in his hand, but he still held one hand in his hand.

Su Yang's hand!

When another bandit saw it, his expression changed drastically. He turned his head and ran away, shouting at the mountain: "Fuck! The wind is tight - huh!"

Before he could finish his words, half of his head had been cut off and blood splattered about half a foot high.

"This broken knife!" The sword is wide and sharp, but it is far from the sharp iron like mud. It is already soaked with black and red blood. The knife is thrown to the ground and inserted into the black mud.

Su Yang wore a pair of shabby straw sandals and left mottled blood marks on the mud road and led the mule to Liangshan.

Heiyun Village is surrounded by tigers and dragons on the hillside of Liangshan. There are trees hidden in it. Hundreds of bandits gathered in the village. If you want to go up the mountain, you can only go up the mountain through a narrow path.

In front of the village gate were three young men of different heights and dresses, with their collars open, holding a flower gun in their hands, and the gun tail was stationed.

Inside the Heiyun Village, noisy sounds spread throughout the village. The village was immersed in an atmosphere of pushing and swearing, the screams of men, the helpless cry of women, the sound of wine bowls colliding, and the sound of chewing sounds intertwined and mixed together.

It creates a scene where bandits have just robbed their house and returned home with satisfaction and raised wine and carnival.

Four large chairs were placed at the head of Heiyun Village, and no one sat on it. No one knew that the bandit leader of Heiyun Village, the boss of Heiyun Village, had great magical powers and no major events.

However, this does not affect the bandits' respect for him. Logically speaking, after every robbery at the foot of the mountain, they have to plunder several virgins at the foot of the mountain to provide this mysterious bandit leader with the enjoyment. However, in less than a month, these women will disappear for no reason, just like evaporating.

At the bottom right of the upper seat was a Confucian scholar wearing white clothes. This person was the second in command of Heiyun Village and the white-faced military advisor of Heiyun Village.

The person sitting at the bottom left is an old man wearing a yellow-brown long gown with two gray-white beards perpendicular to his chest. This person is the third leader.

The bottom head was actually a woman wearing a black robe covering her body, and the black mask and face covered her face, leaving only two eyes.

No one knows her true face, and no one dares to know, because he heard that once he sees her true face, people will disappear without any clarity.

......

"Report - Several leaders, two guards at the foot of the mountain have been beaten to death by someone..."

"Are the officers and soldiers coming to suppress the bandits? What are you afraid of? Just because the soldiers come to block the water and soil, have they come to cover them in the past few years?" The old man in the yellow shirt said calmly.

"No...no, it's a young man who is holding a mule and seems to be carrying a peach wood sword on his back."

"Oh? Just bring a mule alone?" The woman in black said with interest, but the Confucian scholar in white changed his expression.

"Yes, it looks like a monk is not a monk, but the methods are really powerful. I killed the two bandits as soon as I took action."

"Is there such a thing? Open the village gate and I want to see what role it is. I dare to go up the mountain to cause trouble for us. Are you really tired of living?" The old man in a yellow shirt said angrily.

"Don't be impatient, do you think this is a bit strange?" The white-faced Confucian scholar reminded him with some caution.

"What are you afraid of? Second brother, I think you are too cautious. Today he is the Master of Sanqing who comes here and I will let him go without a reply. Young people, open the village gate."

The village gate opened in response to the sound. Su Yang, who was wearing a long garment with white skin and a peach wood sword stuck on his back, slowly walked to the front of the village gate with a winding path.
Chapter completed!