Lord of Puro

Chapter 225 The mountains outside the graveyard

Before dawn, Wu Yongchao heard someone knocking on the door. When he went out, he saw a beautiful girl standing in front of the door.

It was so late at night, and suddenly a girl came knocking on the door. She was so handsome, and her smile was so sweet. At first sight, she was...

At first glance, it looks like it was painted.

This was carefully painted by Li Banfeng. It would definitely be possible to deceive ordinary people. However, Wu Yongchao was a four-story house builder and was good at painting. It was really pointless to use this method to deceive him.

The girl took two sacks and a letter and handed them to Wu Yongchao. Wu Yongchao read the letter and asked the girl: "Where is the Lord of the Fortress? Why are you sent to deliver the letter for such an important matter?"

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, but said nothing.

Because Li Banfeng didn't paint her mouth.

……

The next day, Wu Yongchao quietly left Tiemenbao with two sacks and went to a nearby village.

The man in the straw hat suddenly stretched out his leg and kicked the wheel of the unicycle to pieces.

His cultivation level was higher than others, but worse than that of the Straw Hat Man. Under siege by more than a dozen people, Wu Yongchao was slightly injured and ran back to Iron Gate Fort with the skill of returning to his heart like an arrow.

"Little brother, do you really want to do something? It's just a business, why should you be so serious?"

"I'll fight with you!" Wu Yongchao started fighting with more than a dozen people.

He pushed the rice back in a wheelbarrow. More than five miles away from the fort, a man wearing a cloth shirt and a straw hat walked over with a smile.

The fortune teller smiled humbly and said, "Fortune tellers and fortune tellers."

This is a great place for surveillance and ambushes.

This is Li Banfeng's order. He must fight the opponent, but he must save his life.

"I won't sell it." Wu Yongchao shook his head, took the money, and wanted to return it to the straw hat man.

"Three yuan." Wu Yongchao deliberately quoted a high price.

The man in the straw hat whistled, and a dozen people came out from both sides of the road.

The man wearing a straw hat didn't wait for Wu Yongchao to speak, he took out a dagger and tore open the sack.

The man in the straw hat smiled and said, "You take the money, that's it. Once the money is collected, the business is done. It's already too late if you say not to sell it now."

A person next to me asked: "Master, what should I do with these rice?"

Wu Yongchao opened his stance and wanted to start a fight with the straw hat man.

Han Jinwei ordered people to collect the grain, and then squatted in a nearby farmhouse.

"Brother, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Just like the original Yujia Buhang, nothing could be seen on the surface, but in fact there was a sub-rudder hidden nearby.

This farmhouse was rented by them. Looking out from the inside, it had a wide view, but looking in from the outside, it was inconspicuous at all.

The car overturned and the sack fell to the ground.

The man in the straw hat took off his straw hat, took Dayang away, and said with a smile: "I don't want to give him any money. It's better now. I don't have any rice or money. He will suffer a big loss."

Wu Yongchao blushed and said angrily: "You are bullying people!"

Han Jinwei looked in the direction of Iron Gate Fort and said to his subordinates: "Did you see that this guy has a high level of cultivation? He has already risked his life for two bags of rice.

Life in Tiemen Fort is difficult, otherwise they wouldn't have started a war with the bandits, and their fort would be running out of food. If we trap them for another two days, they will definitely be honest. "

When he arrived in the village, Wu Yongchao changed into coarse cloth clothes and a ragged felt hat. He bought a wheelbarrow from a carpenter's house, and then went to a farmer's house and bought two sacks of rice.

A fortune teller, wearing sunglasses and holding a blind bamboo, walked along the path to Iron Gate Fort.

No matter where they go, the disciples of Jiang Xiang Gang can always find a suitable place to stay. This is really a serious method.

……

"Can I see the goods?"

"How much does it cost per pound?"

This is a method commonly used by the Jiang Xiang Gang. Even though the Iron Gate Castle is calm, there are actually a lot of people watching nearby.

"Young man, you can't say that. You are a rice seller. I give you money to buy your rice, and you throw my money on the ground. Who among us is bullying whom?"

"I won't sell you!" The house repairer couldn't speak well and didn't want to argue with others. Wu Yongchao threw Dayang aside and pushed the car forward.

"The white rice is of good quality and only costs three yuan. I bought it." The man in the straw hat took out two yuan and put them on the car.

Wu Yongchao lowered his head and said, "I sell rice."

Han Jinwei said to everyone: "Remember, we only want things and no lives will be harmed. I am here to talk to the Iron Gate Fort. Try not to make a big fight with them."

He grabbed a handful of white rice and twisted it in his hands. The rice grains turned into powder.

"Where did you go to tell your fortune?"

"Really?" There are many people in the Jiangxiang Gang who are fortune tellers. This disciple of the Jiangxiang Gang is named Zhu Youduan. He took a closer look at the fortune teller. All kinds of tools are quite professional.

Li Banfeng made it very clear in his letter that there were people watching around here, from the gate of Tiemen Fort to the village, and there were people watching all the way.

"Keep it, don't you need to eat?" The man in the straw hat is Han Jinwei, the master of Huangtuqiao Hall.

A man stepped forward and stopped the fortune teller and asked, "What do you do?"

"I heard someone say that the Iron Gate Fort is right ahead, and it's a good place to do business."

"It's hard to do now. They can't even eat, so don't go there."

The fortune teller smiled: "Thank you for reminding me."

This is just a perfunctory statement. People come all the way to do business, how could they not go because of your words?

The fortune teller then walked towards Iron Gate Fort. Zhu Youduan stepped forward and grabbed him: "I told you not to go, why didn't you listen?"

The fortune teller panicked and said, "I'm going my own way, what's going to bother you? What are you..."

Snapped!

Zhu Youduan slapped the fortune teller: "Get away. If you don't listen to the advice, you won't be slapped."

The fortune teller covered his face and left.

After walking a few miles, he sat on the roadside and cried with aggrieved look on his face.

"What the hell is this? I'm doing business. What's bothering him? Hit me..."

After crying for a while, it turned out that the person following him was gone. The fortune teller touched the blind male bamboo and used a hook to send a message to He Jiaqing.

"Xiang Xiang's gang surrounded Tiemen Fort. Should he get ahead of them or wait until they succeed before intercepting Hu?"

Jiang Xiang Gang?

He Jiaqing smiled: "These bastards are here to join in the fun. Who leaked the news?"

"They won't let the vendors in. If they keep surrounding them like this, the house repairmen in Iron Gate Fort will have nothing to eat."

He Jiaqing looked disdainful: "After so many years, Jiang Xiang's gang is still using this method."

"I wanted to talk to their manager, but they slapped me in the face, quite hard."

"Lao Wan, what kind of cultivation level do you have, what have you never experienced? Lu Dongjun's birdman is so annoying, haven't you survived it?

We are not familiar with them. You need to see how they are doing first, and don't rush to take action. "

"I listen to you."

……

Han Jinwei, the leader of Huangtuqiao Hall, was sleeping soundly in the farmhouse. The Jiang Xiang Gang is a middle-level gang in Puluo Prefecture, and is much stronger than Feiyingshan in terms of strength.

Han Jinwei knew that Iron Gate Fort was easy to defend but difficult to attack, so he did not attack the gate, but only blocked the road.

Every household in Tiemen Fort has to buy their house repairs, food and drink expenses from outside vendors, and each one buys his own money.

The home repairman didn't want to cause trouble to others. His family had no food, and he was too embarrassed to go to other houses to ask for it. With this technique of fortifying walls and clearing fields, it took less than a month for Iron Gate Fort to surrender without a fight.

After sleeping until after six o'clock in the evening, Han Jinwei felt restless.

He seemed to hear some movement.

After many years of climbing in the world, Han Jinwei was very cautious. He immediately came to the door and found that the six subordinates who were originally guarding the yard were missing.

problem occurs!

The person was gone and he didn't see the body. He found some blood stains on the ground and a torn sack.

The white rice in the sack was scattered on the floor, and in the middle of the rice, there was a piece of white paper.

I unfolded the white paper and saw two lines of words written on it:

To buy rice, you have to give money,

If you don’t have money, you have to trade your life.

Han Jinwei was furious, his nose became enlarged, the tip of his nose turned black, and he smelled the letter paper.

He is a fifth-level physical practitioner. His original body is a human and his transformation is a wolf.

Based on this smell, Han Jinwei chased him out of the door, sniffing all the way, and chased him to the gate of Iron Gate Fort.

The steam door closed.

Wu Yongchao stood on the lintel, looked at Han Jinwei, and said with a smile: "Are you here to give rice money? Our fort master said, two bags of rice, six lives, the money is enough, no change is needed.

If the rice is not enough, I will sell you some more, and we will keep the same price. "

Han Jinwei gritted his teeth at Wu Yongchao, his eyes glowing green.

He didn't know how Wu Yongchao killed six of his subordinates without him noticing.

Not only did he not know, but Wu Yongchao himself didn't know either. He couldn't kill people, he was only responsible for delivering rice.

He didn't know that Li Banfeng's key was hidden in the sack that sent the rice.

At this moment, Li Banfeng stood behind the steam gate, waiting for Han Jinwei to attack.

Han Jinwei really had the urge to gather his men and storm the gate.

But he suppressed his anger. He knew that Iron Gate Fort was ready, and he also knew the consequences of storming the gate.

Being able to become the leader of the Jiang Xiang Gang, Han Jinwei could bear the anger and left.

It doesn't matter if he leaves, Li Banfeng is in the mood to hang out with him.

That night, Han Jinwei ordered that the brothers in each branch should be on guard. If they encountered people from Iron Gate Fort, they would kill them without mercy, and they had to sleep with their eyes open.

Just keep your eyes open?

Li Banfeng had long been familiar with the nearby roads. He captured two Jiang Xiang Gang disciples alive and interrogated them. In one night, he clearly sorted out the various sub-rudders at the entrance of Huangtuqiao Hall.

In the next three days, he took several fourth-story house builders with him to visit each branch. After three days, there were casualties in each branch, as many as five or six, as few as two or three.

The fortune teller hid in the dark and reported the news to He Jiaqing.

He Jiaqing sneered.

This is not a problem that can be solved by careful vigilance. The home repairman has a talent that people ignore, and there is no way to guard against it.

A strong frontal attack will not gain any advantage, and a strong wall and clearing the field will be in vain. Iron Gate Castle will not accept your tactics at all.

Xiao Zhenggong, you have stayed out of state for too long and know too little about Tiemen Fort. It is impossible for someone like Han Jinwei to come here.

However, the group of house builders in Iron Gate Fort have also changed, and they are different from before.

……

Ten days later, Han Jinwei wanted to leave.

It was impossible not to leave, and the brother at the door of the hall had his body broken in half.

The homesteaders from Tiemenbao went out to buy rice and groceries every day, and sometimes hung out under his nose. Every time Han Jinwei took action, he couldn't catch these homesteaders, and people on his side were killed every night. .

If we keep going on like this, Huang Tuqiao will be doomed.

Han Jinwei did not dare to ask Xiao Zhenggong for instructions, so he took the remaining brothers and prepared to withdraw to Loess Bridge.

It's not that easy to leave.

Passing by Feiying Mountain, Han Jinwei suddenly heard a burst of melodious singing.

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.

The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the mountains outside the graveyard are distant. "

Who is singing this?

Why is this singing making people so irritated?

Han Jinwei's cultivation level was high enough, and he was just irritated when he heard the singing.

The people under his command were not sufficiently cultivated. The third-level cultivators felt dizzy, the second-level cultivators squatted on the roadside and vomited, and the first-level cultivators lay on the ground twitching.

"Go quickly!" Han Jinwei realized that he had been ambushed and ordered to leave Feiying Mountain quickly.

Want to go?

How can it be that easy?

Li Banfeng often comes to Feiying Mountain and is very familiar with the environment here. He can bring the wife's power out of the house, and he also knows where to set up an ambush.

More than a hundred house cultivators sprang out from the mountains and forests, killing everyone they saw.

They had blocked their ears beforehand and were not affected by the singing.

With the strong support and cooperation of the Feiying Mountain bandits, their combat power has been greatly tempered, and this time they shot very accurately.

The stone men, clay men, and paper men took the lead.

The third and fourth floors of the house are built next as the backbone.

The house builders on the first and second floors were going back and forth, trying to catch something slipping through the net.

Less than ten minutes after the battle, only the hall leader Han Jinwei, a deputy hall leader, and a helmsman escaped from the entire Huangtu Bridge Hall. The rest of the people were wiped out.

Li Banfeng stood at the foot of the mountain and continued to sing, "The mountain outside the graveyard is the mountain." This sentence suited the situation.

The dead souls were summoned to him by Li Banfeng, and when no one was paying attention, they were all sent to the residence.

"Madam, enjoy your meal!"

"Hey, my dear, you love my little slave so much. The food today is really good."

"My dear lady, please keep Jiang Xiangbang in mind from now on. Whether selling vegetables or delivering goods, I can't say enough about my sincerity."

……

The fortune teller sent a message to He Jiaqing in a cottage:

"Iron Gate Fort has set up an ambush in Feiying Mountain. The entrance to the Loess Bridge is probably gone."

"Tiemenbao took the initiative?" He Jiaqing frowned, "This doesn't seem like their temperament. There's something fishy about this."

"I also think there's something fishy. It's best to go to their fort and check it out."

He Jiaqing thought for a moment and said: "I guess Jiang Xianggang will not give up. Lao Wan, please continue watching the show and don't act rashly."

PS: I met He Jiaqing one day and I didn’t know what song he would sing.

(End of this chapter)