The sky was slightly cool, and the mountains and forests were gradually filled with the chirping of birds.

On the east side of Shimo Shandong, there is a small mountain village.

The past few days are mostly bandits gathered together, and the Shimo Village is no exception.

There is a high flagpole in the middle of the camp, with worn and faded banners hanging on it. The embroidered handwriting on it is blurred. The houses are all crooked and are all made of stone, which can only shelter from wind and rain, and the appearance cannot be carefully studied.

Early this morning, people began to walk around in the village camp, busy chopping firewood to make fire, and took an iron fork out to hunt.

"Boss, get up so early!"

"Aren't some messes in Chi Wangshan's troublemakers!"

The master of Shimoshan Village is a man with a pale complexion, a deer-headed and mouse-eyed man, and a vulgar appearance.

But his voice was like a bell, very bold, and it made people's impression of him change.

The boss wore a leather hat and a leather coat. Although he was short, he could see hard muscles in his open clothes. His fists were surprisingly large, and his palms were dark and purple, as if he had learned horizontal practice from outsiders.

A big man holding an iron fork next to him leaned over and smiled, "Boss, is this talking about Chiwu Mountain in Pinan County, Pingzhou?"

"No, I think of the Chiwang Mountain Village. Last autumn, I for no reason, capsized in the gutter and was cheated by a caravan named Chen. The people in the mountain village died completely, and only a few guys who happened to go down the mountain escaped. Now, now people are here and say they are coming to our side and are going to join us Shimo Mountain."

The people in the village were surprised. This fact was strange.

"There are so many villages in Pingzhou, how can we run to us? Isn't this going to be far away?"

"Hey, don't ask, it must be for the title of the boss!"

Hearing the complimentary words, Shimo's boss glared and said, "Are you okay, what's the point of being a big name? Recruiting officers and soldiers to encircle and suppress them?"

Everyone dared not respond and just smiled embarrassedly.

The head of Shimo snorted coldly, wearing a fur coat and said, "Anyway, we will never want this person. The copycats in Pingzhou are different from us. They do all kinds of unethical things to burn, kill, loot, and live a hard life here? Can they stand it?"

This is not because the people in Shimo Mountain Village have high character. If they want to go down the mountain to grab it, no one can grab it!

There are no villages, no towns, and occasionally caravans pass by and bring many guards. Although there are gains from grabbing, many people will die. There are only 50 people in Shimo Mountain Village, so how can they withstand such losses?

So these bandits lost their weapons and used hoes to make a living by farming and hunting.

How can people who want to drink and eat meat afford to support Shimoshi Village?

"Since the boss doesn't like it, then I won't see you! Why bother?"

"What do you know?"

The boss of Shimo said angrily, "It is easy for the King of Hell to pass, but the little ghosts are difficult to deal with. They come from all over the world. If they don't even see each other, they hold a grudge. God knows what to do."

The man next to him quickly said, "What are you afraid of? Shimo Mountain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The location of our village is even more secret. They don't know the way to enter the mountain."

"What if they set fire to the mountain? It's impossible to burn us to death, but there are too many birds and beasts in the mountain. Will we drink the northwest wind?" The boss said angrily, and then added, "Besides, there must be a meeting gift for worshiping the mountain, otherwise no one's copycat would accept outsiders. I want to know what these guys are going to impress me."

Everyone burst into laughter and said the last sentence for a long time was the key.

The boss was not bothered, so he ordered two people to follow him and left the village.

Logically speaking, this kind of errand-running job is not the turn of a counterfeiter, and it is enough to just hit a small leader. However, Shimo Village is an empty shell, and its reputation outside is actually basically impossible to support it inside.

He doesn't even have a dog-headed military advisor, and the position of military advisor is still the leader himself.

There is no way, there are not many people in the whole village who can read, only two or three, and they have already made the accounting and warehouse management. The Shimo Master has not found a person with a better mind than his own. No matter how annoyed he has, he can only do it himself.

Furthermore, the boss is the most leisurely person in the village. Others have to plow the fields and hunt. They can’t make decisions when they run down the mountain and meet people. They have to go up the mountain and report to the boss. Ask the boss to make a decision and then go down the mountain... Are you going back and forth like this?

Since the boss has the best martial arts skills and the best brain, and he is fine, who will go down the mountain if he doesn't go down?

At this moment, Shimo's boss had already walked out of the second miles with his men. He held his hands behind his back and looked around while walking.

The snow in the mountains is gradually melting, and spring is approaching.

Not only the boss, but the two men following behind were also smiling. But after the winter was over, the farming was about to be busy. You could dig wild vegetables and have too many preys. You don’t have to squat in the house all day long to save money.

"The boss... it seems that there is someone there!"

After being reminded like this, Shimo's boss suddenly came to his senses and looked up.

I saw a vague figure on the cliff, because it was far apart and it was impossible to see it. If it weren't for the fallen leaves and the sparse trees in winter, it wouldn't be clear what it was at this location.

"Can it be a passing businessman?"

"Bad, our Shimo Mountain is famous, who dares to come in?" The boss narrowed his eyes and began to think in his heart.

People who are good at thinking too much are prone to thinking too much. Shimo's boss linked this matter with the people from Chiwangshan. He is still a little famous in the world. Those who come to worship the mountains should not break in without permission unless there is a conspiracy.

"Go and go and have a look!"

On the cliff over there, Mo Li and Meng Qi also saw people.

Because of their sharp eyesight, they could see more clearly and knew that they were three people dressed up as mountain people.

Mo Li lived in the mountains for a long time and knew what kind of hunters in the mountain people were like, but the people in Shimo Mountain Village looked like this, so he didn't take it to heart.

Shimo Mountain has spiritual energy, which means there is water here, so it is not surprising that there are people here.

But Meng Qi looked over there a few more times.

"What?" Mo Li asked casually.

He has fully understood how powerful Mr. Meng, who is sober and will not be disturbed by illnesses, is.

You can see the truth from clues, remember every word others have said, and be more strategic and visionary. In front of such a person, you will probably be seen through in just a few glances.

What Meng Qi paid more attention to, Mo Li would of course be curious.

"It's nothing, I just think they are brisk in their pace and don't look like ordinary people." Meng Qi followed Mo Li, his eyes re-placed on Mo Li's bag, and he pursued, "Doctor, why don't I share the weight for you?"

Meng Qi was empty-handed, and everything was in Mo Li.

Meng Qi was naturally not afraid that Dr. Mo would leave him alone or be lost, but when he saw the person he wanted to walk with his things on his back, he didn't take anything. It seemed a bit unreasonable, and he could just take turns carrying it!

Alas, after all, I was too impatient last night and directly turned off my trump card, but the doctor ignored him.

Of course, Mo Li was not as stingy as Meng Qi thought. He turned his head and said lightly: "I think it's better for Brother Meng to not take things. If Brother Meng suddenly becomes a gerbil, wouldn't he be smashed into a bag?"

“…”

Feel the doctor's counterattack.

But Meng Qi had nothing to say, and his original shape was so small, what could he do?

Mo Li said as she walked: "Those mountain people are probably hunters, and it is not uncommon to learn fists and feet."

"I'm worried that they will see the soil pit you dug in the pine forest. The golden silk armor is a treasure no matter how you say it. If it falls into the hands of mountain people, it will cause trouble." Meng Qi's eyes turned and he changed his words.

"Stop joking, didn't you take the golden silk armor away?" Mo Li pointed out the facts mercilessly. He looked at Meng Qi's waist and said, "You threw the box while I was getting up early, wrapped the golden silk armor in oil paper and stuffed it into my belt. Is it obvious that I should say?"

Meng Qi smiled but said nothing, and it took him a long time to say meaningfully: "The doctor is really wise, after all, the golden silk armor is as thin as a cicada's wings."

As thin as a cicada's wings, even if the thickness of the stack is basically negligible, mainly because the greased paper wrapped outside is thick, but now it is winter, so it should be impossible to see when stuffed into clothes.

Mo Li immediately realized what he had exposed.

——He knew that Meng Qi's waist width, even if he had such a small piece of thickness, he noticed it.

Mo Li is a doctor and not an old tailor. He can't see his waist circumference at a glance. He can know that he is obviously very concerned about Meng Qi, and he can immediately appear if there is anything wrong.

The tip of the ears was a little hot, Mo Li had a tense face and explained expressionlessly: "Brother Meng has been thinking too much. You are my patient. I will naturally pay more attention to your every move. If there is any inappropriateness, you can also treat it as soon as possible."

Meng Qi looked at someone's ear with a smile, but did not expose it.

Mo Li: "…"

I always feel that Master Meng smiled like a mouse that had just stolen oil.

And he is the owner of the oil mill who was stolen.

Mo Li turned her head decisively and continued to walk forward, leaving Meng Qi to laugh alone behind.

Anyway, he is the only one who is happy all the time. What's the point?

As a result, Mo Li was wrong. He could feel that Meng Qi was always in a good mood, and he was just about to hum a small song. What was the situation of this person being stupid? What was there to be happy about? Mo Li was puzzled.

They got off the cliff and were about to find a way to leave, then they saw the Shimo Master who was rushing to come.

Five people met head-on.

"Who is coming?" The person from Shimo Mountain Village asked first.

Mo Li was a little surprised. For nothing else, it was because these three people looked too special.

I won’t talk about the boss anymore. Although people with such a look are rare, they are not rare. But the two behind him are different. One has a bulging cheekbones on both sides of his cheeks, like a head with an inverted triangle, and the other has a chin that is sunken in and looks like a monkey.

It's not just an external trauma, but a person born with this look, which can be seen by this ink carp.

Doctor Mo didn't care about people's beauty and ugliness, but he looked very surprising and he was not blind, so he naturally knew that this was unusual.

Meng Qi is the same as him.

Perhaps the two of them looked too calm, and the head of Shimoshan frowned and became even more suspicious.

After all, when normal people see them, they are surprised and disgusted, and those who are timid will be so scared that they scream monsters.

The master Shimo took a step forward and clasped his fists and said, "You two have invited me. This is Shimo Mountain. Few people have arrived. Now the world is in chaos. We are very alert when we see strangers. If you have any offense, please forgive me."
To be continued...