There are not many people in Shimo Mountain Village, but they are in harmony.

A group of people rolled up their sleeves and turned out their homemade bows and arrows, carried their crude swords and guns, and rushed to Songling in the dark.

Mo Li looked at it and suddenly saw that there was a rich young man among them.

"Do not care, doctor, Qian Xiaolang followed us when he was eight years old and was very flexible."

"Those are all from the martial arts world. In terms of boxing and kicking skills, they are far better than those in your village." Mo Li said disapprovingly. He originally thought he was a young man in the village, but even women and children were there.

Forget it, it seems that only the old woman and the little kid who is not as tall as a table are missing.

Meng Qi and Doctor Mo had different views. He pondered: "This is not necessarily the case, they have the advantage of geographical advantages."

"I'm not hiding it from you, because I'm afraid of the government's encirclement and suppression, we do have some traps in the mountains." Yan Cen also came. He had several leather bags hanging on his waist, and he wanted to install hidden weapons.

The boss wanted to scold Yan Cen for not following the doctor's advice and came without permission, but now the situation is critical, and no one would be willing to stay in the copycat and wait for news.

"Forget it, don't do it now, that group of people have already gone to Youshan..."

The head of Shimo said while walking, Yan Cen had an idea in a short while, pointed at the direction and gave orders to everyone.

The people from the village left the gap in the mountain wall and immediately scattered around. The dark night had no effect on their actions at all.

Mo Li was a little surprised, even Meng Qi was no exception.

"I laughed at you, my brothers often run like this on weekdays..."

Meng Qi felt that he had looked down on this great boss and lived in the mountains to live a stable life. He was quite aware of crisis. He was training troops without even losing his battles overnight.

What surprised Meng Qi even more was Yan Cen.

Those orders sound ordinary, but they are well organized. They can adapt to the situation immediately when they find the news and fight a small encounter. If you say that the person who gave the order has not learned the art of war, Meng Qi would not believe it.

What is a master of hidden weapons who walks around the world learning military tactics? To protect the village?

However, now is not the time to guess Yan Cen's identity, and Meng Qi has not told Mo Li this conclusion.

Doctor Mo's eyes moved with the torches in the distance. With his martial arts, it would be no problem to repel these hundred people. However, he and Meng Qi helped Shimo Mountain Village solve the problem this time. What about the next time?

So when Meng Qi asked the boss to choose to escape or fight, Mo Li did not speak.

The location of Shimo Mountain Village is hidden, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

If someone else likes the good conditions here and comes to fight for it intentionally, Mo Li can understand it. But he has something to do with the hidden dragon cave, the King of Heaven rebelled, and the King of Wu in the south wants to revive the Chu Dynasty, but what does this have to do with a poor mountain village?

I believe that cutting off the dragon vein can break the fortune of Qi Dynasty and allow its master to ascend to heaven in one step and hold the imperial power in control - this is really ridiculous!

Mo Li pursed her lips, and was rarely angry.

Meng Qi always paid attention to Mo Li's actions. Seeing that the doctor's aura suddenly became much colder, he knew that the group of people outside had hit the iron plate this time.

Speaking of which, mountain spirit is the dragon vein.

Suddenly, a group of people came and shouted that they wanted to break the dragon vein. Meng Qi felt very uncomfortable when he heard it. His eyes flashed and he began to think about how to make the alchemist come and go.

"What is the origin of that alchemist named Taoist Sang?" Meng Qi interjected.

The two leaders of Shimoshan know much more about the affairs in the world than him.

"It should be a Tai Chi Perspective. No one knows what his name is. This person has a great reputation in the south, and is said to have the ability to call the wind and rain, and to change his fate against the sky." Yan Cen gritted his teeth and said the second half of the sentence.

Because of his birth, Yan Cen heard a lot of nonsense from the alchemist, and he hated these guys who had nothing to do. In order to expose these people, Yan Cen worked hard.

Most of the famous alchemists in the world know martial arts skills. They can’t do some tricks that are too quick to do. If you want others to convince them, you have to show shocking "real skills".

There are 100 scams, and ninety-nine of them are in the hands of the alchemist.

"The alchemist is divided into many schools. Now the most famous one in the north is the Qingwu Ancestor of Zangfengguan, and the Taiji Temple is the south. The alchemist I have seen is just a verbal skill. As for the alchemist who came out of these two places, I don't know what they are worth."

Yan Cen did not directly determine that Taoist Master Sang was an insignificant liar.

Because alchemists are really a group of people who are troublesome, they can even sing a pill to bomb mountains and rocks.

"Fortunately, the one who came this time was Taoist Sang. If it were the ancestor Qingwu..." Yan Cen smiled bitterly without saying a word.

Zhao Zangfeng, the ancestor of Qingwu, was faintly the most powerful master in the world. Ordinary people in the martial arts world were either afraid of him or were very convinced by his words. Such a person was actually a alchemist, and he wanted to participate in the change of dynasty in the chaotic times, which really surprised Yan Cen.

Meng Qi smiled but said nothing.

Ancestor Qingwu? According to the doctor's temper, no matter who comes today, no matter who he is, he can't escape.

At this time, there was a faint movement in front of me, and the torches stopped.

"Our brothers have arrived." Yan Cen explained, "With a mountain wall as a natural barrier, people who want to find a mountain village through the stone valley can easily mistakenly think that the right side of the forest is the way out, and we have already arranged it there."

Because I was very familiar with the path of the Shigou Maze, a few people took a shortcut and the woods were already far away.

I saw several ropes pulling the net bags and hanging up a dozen people who had stepped on traps.

There were endless rage and scolding.

"That's right, it's here!" Master Sang was happy. This was the seventh round of trap they encountered. So many ambushings were laid in the deep mountains, which means that the copycat was right in front of them.

As soon as Master Sang finished speaking, he saw the angry gaze with a blushing face. He immediately noticed his own misunderstanding and changed his words:

"It's all my negligence. There are too many torches that have alarmed the people in the bandit village."

The red face held the breath in his chest, and he couldn't swallow it and couldn't spit it out. He could only remember Master Sang's decision, thinking that the matter was done, and he had some ways to get it back.

For example, Master Sang cut off the dragon vein and sacrificed his life to the sky, this statement is good.

"There's someone ahead!"

Suddenly, Taoist Master Sang looked at the same time with the red-faced collar.

Sure enough, he saw a thin hunchback figure. He hid behind the tree trunk. He seemed to have been exposed because he had not hidden it properly. He heard the screams and ran forward in panic.

"Chasing!" Taoist Master Sang shouted quickly.

The red-faced collar frowned and stopped him, "Wait, there may be an ambush."

There were whistles coming from deep in the woods, and the figure ran faster.

"Mr. Qing is so careful." Master Sang said dissatisfiedly, "Was that peddler said that the entire village, plus about fifty women and children, was just some farmers who lost their hoes and knives. Mr. Qing, who crossed Nanjiu Road, was actually afraid?"

While speaking, Mo Li and others had already arrived in the forest.

The trees in this old forest are very dense. Under the torch, people can see shadows and shadows, and they can't tell where there is an enemy.

Several irritable people from the world directly slashed the shrubs and short trees.

The red-faced collar was furious by Master Sang's words. He reached out and took out a locust stone, and threw it at the figure running away in front of him, heading to the back.

"clang!"

With a strange sound, the figure staggered and fell to the ground.

The movement didn't seem to hit someone, it seemed to hit a gong.

Everyone who was about to cheer for the leader was stunned and their voices stuck in their throats.

"Go and have a look." The red-faced collar said angrily.

The person who explored the path was extremely careful. He tried again and again, and confirmed that there were no pits and trip ropes in front of him. When he walked to the place where the man fell before with a knife, there was no one left.

There was a broken pot on the spot. It was obvious that the man just now carried the thing behind him, so he looked like a hunchback.

Looking at the things sent by his subordinates, the collar was almost pissed to death, and his face turned purple and red.

"Burn, burn all this forest!"

The red-faced collar roared while signaling his subordinates to exit the woods.

"No, you can't set fire, the Feng Shui of Hidden Dragon's Cave cannot be changed." Taoist Master Sang jumped out to object.

In addition, he had encouraged others to chase after him, regardless of ambushing, Shimo's boss simply suspected that this was an undercover agent he sent.

Yan Cen stared at the red-faced collar and whispered: "It's him?"

The boss also recognized this person and explained to Meng Qi and Mo Li around him: "This is Qing Dacheng, the elder of the Dongting Gang. A few years ago, I heard that he was not very satisfied with the Dongting Gang, so he led a group of people to find work everywhere... To put it bluntly, he was robbing the family or smashing some small escort businesses, and he became infamous."

The boss was even more angry. Such a person found his doorstep and said that he was not angry.

Yan Cen whistled, and several responses came from the forest immediately.

"Damn it!"

Just as Master Sang said, Qing Dacheng has been in the martial arts world for so many years. When did he suffer losses in the hands of a group of farmers? Although there are many ambushing in the forest, they are all small tricks that are not painful and crawling out. If you step on the rope and get lifted up, you can just chop the rope and you can't kill anyone at all.

"It's just some timid rats, kill them!"

The torches were thrown out all at once, and the shrubs did not burn immediately, but they only emitted thick smoke.

After all, it is the time when snow is first transformed, so it is not so easy to make a fire.

In the smoke, a row of arrows shot up.

The people in Shimo Mountain Village are just ordinary in shooting arrows, but the order they get is to shoot arrows into the crowd, and it doesn’t matter whether they hit it or not.

This action exposed their location.

“On there!”

Qing Dacheng's men shouted angrily and ran wildly in the direction where the sharp arrows were shot. The Shimo Mountain Village people only fired one round of arrows and immediately changed directions.
To be continued...