The Mystery of Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 42

The east was pale, and the fire in the Governor's Mansion had been extinguished. Standing at the door of the archives warehouse, Wang Hongsi, the governor of Daxia Yunzhou, looked livid.

The dossier was in a mess. Fortunately, the fire was put out in time, but only part of the dossiers were burned.

Different from the governors of several other states, Wang Hongsi was born as a civil servant. He happened to encounter a rebellion when he was patrolling the border on behalf of the emperor.

The big and small officials around him didn't dare to show their anger. Although Governor Wang is a civil official, he is a ghost, and the military law is extremely strict. No one wants to touch his bad luck at this time.

"My lord, someone from Yuan Pavilion is here to see you."

Wang Hongsi turned around and walked out. People from Yuan Pavilion must have come because of the fire last night.

"The officer on duty last night, beheaded."

The person had already left, but he dropped a cold kill word.

Yanshan Mountain, located a hundred miles east of Jicheng, is one of the few mountains in Yunzhou.

There are many wars in the northern border, and refugees are easy to be born. Among the refugees, those who are brave and brave become bandits.

There are nearly a thousand bandits in Yanshan Mountain, belonging to different villages. They took advantage of the steep terrain of Yanshan Mountain to make the local government helpless.

Chang Yun was walking in the hinterland of Yanshan Mountain with Fang Henshao and ordinary monks.

Sure enough, Ji Hai left subtle marks along the way, and with these marks, the three of them never got lost along the way.

After half a day of tracking, the road was difficult. Chang Yun and ordinary monks were fine, after all, they were martial arts practitioners. Fang Henshao was already exhausted and could only support himself.

"Monk and scholar, let's take a break before leaving." Chang Yun saw Fang Henshao's predicament, and told them to take a rest under a big tree.

"Amitabha, Mr. Chang, the poor monk didn't find the mark left by Master Ji after waking up all the way. How did you find it?"

Chang Yun smiled slightly. The ordinary monks had doubts since they entered the mountain. Although the monk's cultivation was declining, his eyes and ears were still smart, but he didn't see how Ji Hai left the mark at all.

"The marks are not necessarily all visible. The monk can't let it go and guess again?" Chang Yun's answer like a riddle made ordinary monks helpless.

Chang Yun ignored him, and turned to Fang Hen who was rubbing his legs and said: "Mr. Fang, we will arrive at the bandit's den in a while, and the monk and I will go in. Just wait for us outside."

Fang Henshao was taken aback for a moment: "Is Mr. Chang going to kill?"

"That's natural, otherwise why would I invite the monk?"

The ordinary monk interjected: "Amitabha, monks are not allowed to kill, and the monks can at most cut off their hands and feet for the young master."

Chang Yun slandered endlessly in his heart, when did this great monk learn to play tricks?

Fang Henshao's breathing was a little heavy, and he hurriedly said, "But, the people in the cottage may not necessarily be treacherous and evil. Why are you two so vicious?"

Chang Yun sneered: "It's not a big treachery, what kind of bandit? They burned the governor's mansion, and they committed a heinous crime. Not to mention amputating hands and feet, even killing them on the spot is also allowed by the laws of Daxia. "

Fang Henshao glanced into the mountain, and said in a low voice: "At that time, please don't rush to kill the killer, Master Chang. In fact, there are some poor people in the mountain. They are forced to become bandits. They all have their own sufferings. .”

The ordinary monk interjected again: "Why is the scholar so sure about the situation in the mountains? Could it be that he knows the mountains and the people in the mountains?"

Fang Hen Shao didn't speak, but quietly clenched his fists.

The three of them set off again, and after less than an hour, there was a dark valley between two desolate peaks, Chang Yun had excellent eyesight, and several people at the valley entrance were on guard.

"We have arrived."

In the Yunzhou Governor's Mansion, Wang Hongsi, the governor of Yunzhou, was talking with Yu Bowen, the head of Yuange Jicheng.

"What did you say?" Although Wang Hongsi was born as a civil servant, he had accumulated a lot of murderous aura over the years of conquest.

After Chang Yun left, Yu Bowen came to see Wang Hongsi. If he wanted to find out who put out the fire last night, the fastest way was to find the governor of Yunzhou, and remind him by the way.

"Boss Yu, what exactly are you Yuange looking for?" Wang Hongsi looked at Yu Bowen with piercing eyes. A small arson case deserved so much attention from Yuange. Wang Hongsi subconsciously felt that the matter was not simple.

"My lord, I'm sorry I can't disclose the specific reason. The pavilion master has sent a superior officer to Yunzhou to thoroughly investigate the matter."

"Oh, I don't know which doctor it is?" Wang Hongsi has dealt with several doctors in Yuan Pavilion, and even Mu Qing has met several times.

"I don't know for the time being. When the Shangguan comes, I will pay a visit." Yu Bowen got up and left after finishing speaking.

Walking out of the gate of the Governor's Mansion, Yu Bowen circled three big circles, and returned to a restaurant outside the Governor's Mansion. Through a thin wooden board, he said slowly, "Watch the people around Wang Hongsi to death."

Yanshan, the wind is cold.

Several bandits fainted on the ground, it seems that they were plotted against.

In the cottage in the deep valley, in a simple and big wooden house, a group of men who have fallen into bandits are gathering together.

"Boss, all the brothers who entered the city last night have returned, and no one has been caught." A minion reported loudly.

The leader nodded, and threw a large bag of money to the minions: "Take these and distribute them to the brothers who have entered the city, and the rest will be distributed to the brothers who are housekeepers. Everyone should have a share."

"That's it." The minions beamed with joy, gathered in a corner of the room and began to distribute the money.

The leader poured a glass of shochu, and was about to take a sip, but his hands froze in the air.

Three figures appeared at the door of the wooden house.

A young man, a one-armed man, and a monk.

Although the leader only has the cultivation base of the second grade of Huajing, he has been doing the business of licking blood all year round, and his perception of danger is no worse than that of martial arts masters.

These three people are very dangerous.

With a "clang", the wine bowl fell to pieces on the ground, and the leader grabbed the machete in his hand.

The sound woke up the minions who were excitedly distributing the money. When they saw the three people at the door, they immediately shouted and grabbed all kinds of weapons and surrounded them.

Chang Yun looked at the situation in the house, and said to Ji Hai and the monk, "Don't hurt their lives."

A drop of sweat the size of a bean dripped from the broad forehead of the chief collar.

The monk and Ji Hai didn't talk nonsense, they rushed into the house directly, the monk was responsible for dealing with the little ones, and Ji Hai went straight to the leader.

With a flick of the dagger in his hand, Ji Hai instantly killed the leader. The leader turned pale with shock. This one-armed killer was so fast.Immediately, he raised the machete horizontally and pushed hard, blocking Ji Hai back.Then the leader turned his wrist and slashed at Hei Jihai's lower abdomen.Ji Hai jumped lightly, jumped behind the leader, and landed firmly.He squatted down on the buffer when he landed, and swung his sword to stab the leader's calf.The leader turned around and raised the knife from bottom to top. The blade suddenly turned and swung towards Ji Hai's neck.Ji Hai didn't panic, and the dagger in his hand flew up and down. Not only did it catch the leader's machete, but he also kept looking for gaps, waiting for the opportunity to stab a sword. After a while, the leader's body became more Although the wound was not fatal, it was also full of pain.

Here Ji Hai and the leader are still fighting each other, but the monk over there has already punched one by one, knocking down all the minions in the room to the ground.

How can a master of the first rank of Huajing be able to resist by ordinary people, but the monk has a lenient heart, and he just knocked people down without serious injuries.

On Ji Hai's side, the winner was about to be decided. After blocking the leader for a few times, Ji Hai's sword was faster than the next. In his hand, the short sword flew up and down like a poisonous snake, covering the leader completely In the black sword light.

With a "snap", the machete in the leader's hand had been knocked off by Ji Hai. There was a thin wound on the wrist holding the knife, and Ji Hai's short sword was resting on the leader's throat.

Chang Yun and the ordinary monk came over, looked at the leader, then looked outside, deliberately loudly said: "Chicken head, kill him."

The leader turned pale with fright, winning the battle wasn't enough, and he was going to kill him as soon as he came up?
Ji Hai held the sword and was about to strike.

"Leave someone under the sword!"

"Big brother!"

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)