Chapter 48: Monsters blocking the road

Chapter 48: Monsters blocking the road

Chapter 48: Monsters blocking the road

At the foot of Yunwu Mountain, two large streams flow by. Locals call the eastern stream Jiao Creek and the western stream Que Creek. When the weather is hot, water vapor evaporates and forms a vast white fog in the mountain that lasts all day.

Although it was winter, the temperature in the mountains was relatively high and the fast-flowing Jiao Creek had not yet completely frozen.

Two men wearing straw raincoats were digging the soil with hoes in the tea garden by the stream, turning out the pests that had hibernated underground and had frozen to death naturally.

Next spring, all things will come back to life, pests will decrease, and the quality of tea will be better.

When the old man straightened up to rest, he suddenly saw a young man walking towards him on the snow, as if he was going to Yunwu Mountain.

The man was wearing a black robe, had delicate features, and looked around. He seemed to be a stranger who had just arrived here.

Seeing that he was getting closer, the old man warned him, "Young man, don't go any further."

Hearing this, the man came over and saluted, "Old man, why can't you move forward?"

The old man asked, "Are you from outside the city?"

The black-robed man bowed and said, "I am from Shuntian Prefecture, and my family is in business. I heard that there is a famous cloud tea in Bailuo County, which sells very well, so I came here specially to check it out."

At this time, the young man also stopped his work and sighed, "Alas, tea merchants like you who come to Yunwu Mountain without knowing the truth fail to make a deal and lose their lives. We see several such cases every year. My father is kind-hearted and reminded you not to go into the mountains."

The black-robed man was surprised and asked, "Could it be that there are also monsters living in this Cloudy Mountain that block the road?"

The old man smiled bitterly and whispered, "It's not a monster, but it's almost there."

"what is that?"

The young man sneered and said, "The murderous devil, the murderous Yama!"

The old man waved his hand and whispered, "It's okay to tell you. There is a Black Wind Village in the mountains. The leader is called 'Centipede' Cao Long. He has a steel fork in his hand, which weighs more than 500 kilograms. When he wields it, no one can resist him."

"He led hundreds of bandits and occupied Yunwu Mountain, robbing and looting, committing all kinds of evil. Even the government dared not to oppose him. This ten-mile radius has become his territory. If you go into the mountains, aren't you a fat sheep walking into the wolf's mouth?"

The black-robed man asked in confusion, "A steel fork weighing more than 500 kilograms? How could Cao Long be so powerful?"

The old man said, "How could I lie to you? He came down the mountain holding a big stone pillar in one hand, walked all the way to Jiao Creek, and threw the stone pillar into the creek. I was not the only one who saw this. I think that guy must be at least... four or five hundred kilograms."

The young man hated the bandits of Black Wind Village very much, but when he thought of the horrifying scene, he could only be angry but not say anything.

The black-robed man asked, "Black Wind Village is so powerful, why can you still grow tea here with peace of mind?"

"That's a long story."

The old man sighed and said, "This Yunwu Mountain was originally a blessed land, with tea gardens and medicinal gardens everywhere, and also produced famous products such as Yunwu Fairy Tea and Yunwu Silver Tea."

"Since the bandits started to appear, these tea and medicinal gardens have been abandoned."

"Until the year before last, Mr. Huang came to Black Wind Village and took over all the abandoned tea and medicinal gardens at the foot of Yunwu Mountain for several thousand taels of land rent each year, and hired people to plant them again."

"We, the farmhands of Mr. Huang's family, are usually not harassed by bandits."

Zhang Yu nodded slightly. It seemed that Yunwu Mountain was really a treasure land, provided that the black wind was extinguished. With this place as a base, they could attack Pingyang City, retreat to build a stronghold to protect themselves, and slowly develop and accumulate strength.

As for the 'centipede' Cao Long?
If he is really a master of Qi Hai realm, it will be a real trouble.

Zhang Yu always felt that the rumors were too deliberate, and he had to see with his own eyes the weight of this master who loved to lift weights in public. Zhang Yu thanked the father and son and continued to go to Yunwu Mountain. Naturally, he did not take the mountain road patrolled by minions, but used the "Flowing Clouds and Flowing Water" to bypass the mountains and forests on both sides. When he encountered a cliff or steep slope, he threw out the prepared flying claws and climbed up lightly.

"This terrain is indeed dangerous. If the people in the village are determined to set traps, noose, poisonous stingers and other things in the jungle, even a martial arts master will have to suffer a lot."

Half an hour later, Zhang Yu poked his head out from a steep cliff and observed quietly.

The wooden village in front of us is located on the flat ground at the top of the mountain.

There was a wooden sign hanging on the gate of the village, with three bold characters "Heifeng Village" written on it in thick ink.

There are two wooden watchtowers next to it, six or seven meters high, each with a gong hanging on it. Two minions stand on the towers to monitor the mountain road opposite the village gate.

The other three walls were even simpler, made of two-meter-long logs and only slightly stronger than a fence.

However, a large group of troops could only attack the mountain from the mountain road in front of the village gate. The other sides were steep cliffs, which were not the focus of defense.

"Open the door, the old men are back!"

"Captain Wang, since you have stolen so many foot warmers, how about giving one to me first?"

"Are you really brave? All the foot warmers that were snatched back must be reviewed by the village chief first. This is the rule. If you want to die, die on your own and don't implicate me!"

"I was just joking, why do you take it seriously, Chief Wang?"

"Wu Lao Er, you already have seven concubines, and you're still thinking about them? Aren't you afraid of exhausting your energy and dying early?"

A group of bandits who had gone down the mountain to rob the grass and valley returned with a full load, shouting and yelling as they entered the village gate.

Zhang Yu followed the flying claw rope back to the foot of the cliff, ate two white flour cakes, put on the green jade ring, and began to circulate the Qi in his body.

He has been practicing internal skills for a short time and his foundation is shallow. Although he has had some adventures, if he wants to gain powerful internal skills, he still has to rely on his own efforts, so he never gives up and makes use of any time.

After digesting the effects of the Golden Monkey Wine remaining in his tendons and veins, Zhang Yu smoothly broke through to the second level of "Flying Cloud Divine Art".

In such a world, swords are the order, strength is the rule, and the more strength you have, the more hope you have of survival.

Until dark, a full moon rose in the snowy night.

The black shadow gently climbed over the two-meter-high wall of the village and landed on the snow, making only a tiny sound.

The outside looked decent, but the inside of Black Wind Village was very slack. The wooden houses were built randomly and were as simple as shacks. Excrement was thrown everywhere, and Zhang Yu stepped on the flying cloud several times. There was no one standing guard or patrolling. I don't know if there was no arrangement at all, or if they were hiding in the room to avoid the cold.

In the several lighted rooms, people were either gambling or drinking. From time to time, women's screams and wails could be heard, but they were quickly drowned out by the bandits' wanton laughter.

"After all, they are just a group of bandits. Those two watchtowers are probably the crystallization of all their wisdom."

Zhang Yu was disdainful in his heart. He had occupied the land of Yunwu Mountain and became a low-ranking character who made a living by "picking grass and collecting rent". It was not without reason. Judging from the chaos in front of him, the big village owner should be no more than that.

In the middle of Heifeng Village, there is a three-story wooden building with lights on, which is completely different from the surrounding low wooden houses.

"That should be the residence of the village master, the centipede."

(End of this chapter)