Three books and six rites to whiteheads

Mujiu was robbed in the forest, and the young general shot the bandits with arrows

The sound of horseshoes in the forest is very likely to be bandits.

"Then I just saw some bandits patrolling the mountains. I saw their flags. We didn't know them from the Escort Bureau." Before Chen Jing could finish his sentence, Mu Jiu had already seen clearly the small team in front of him under the shadow of the forest. bandit.

"I've seen it." Mu Jiu was used to Chen Jing's slow-paced speech.

While Mu Jiu was speaking, Chen Jing had already hid behind the tree Mu Jiu was leaning against just now: "Then, why don't we hide first."

——— "Take Chen Jing with you when you go, this time, treat you as his bodyguard."

Looking at the morning scene behind the tree, Mu Jiu remembered Master's words, and felt a little helpless for Bidun: "Look carefully, they won't come over."

Mu Jiu said this because he saw those bandits talking and laughing.

Laughing, he went to the bypass, but as soon as he finished speaking, a bandit left the team and walked towards them. The bandit pushed aside the leaves and branches blocking his view, and saw Mu Jiu.

"You always react in the opposite direction." Chen Jing's low voice of complaints all fell into Mu Jiu's ears.

Mu Jiu pursed his lips as if he didn't hear it, and hurriedly walked up to the bandit, covered his mouth before the bandit could react, and slapped him unconscious.

"Hide." Mu Jiu picked up the bag on the ground, took the bag from Chen Jing, and carried it on his back, "Go to the west."

The two had just walked a few steps when they were stopped by a group of bandits.

There are about a dozen men in front of them, all tall but thin, the weapons in their hands seem to be ordinary wooden sticks, and the clothes on their bodies are relatively shabby. They don't look like ordinary bandits, but look like poor farmers .

"Hahaha, it seems that I won't go back empty-handed today."

The black-faced man at the head smiled happily, and pointed to Mu Jiu, "You two, bring the burden here, we won't kill you if we rob money!"

How could this be something a bandit would say?

Mu Jiu has also learned a lot of jargon in the underworld over the years. What these bandits just said is obviously not slang.

"What if we don't stay?" Mu Jiu's hand was already holding down the knife behind him, and Chen Jing also took out the dagger, looking firmly at the black-faced bandit, the cowardly look just now was no longer visible, but trembling slightly The legs still exposed the fear in Chen Jing's heart.

This person is always so determined when he has a goal.

Mu Jiu looked at Chen Jing's hand holding the dagger, and smiled at him. Chen Jing also moved his mouth and pulled out a smile, but because of nervousness, the expression he showed seemed a bit dumbfounded.

"Don't you? Can't you tell that we are all bandits? Let me tell you if you kill people without blinking an eye." The black-faced man pushed the two of them out, "Yang Da, Yang Er, you two go and grab it!"

The young man called Yang Dayang Er rushed towards Mu Jiu from left to right.

When the two rushed over, Mu Jiu's hand left the knife, because he saw that although they were aggressive, they were disorderly. As a martial arts practitioner, he would naturally not attack ordinary people.

Afraid of hurting someone, he didn't use much strength, but relying on Yang Dayang Er's momentum, he cleverly pushed left and right, causing the two to collide.

Yang Day and Yang Er fell to the ground, the black-faced man and the bandits around him became anxious at once, several people shouted "Yang Da, Yang Er" and surrounded them, and everyone else picked up the wooden sticks in their hands , pounced on Mu Jiu and Chen Jing.