At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Chong walked out of Wufeng Mountain.

He planned to go all the way south to Liangzhou City to see if he could find a job to gain merit there.

Standing on a path covered with weeds at the foot of the mountain, looking up, I saw barren mountains and ridges in front of me, as well as endless woods.

The shabby cloth shoes on my feet were almost scrapped, and there were blood blisters on the soles of my feet in several places.

If this continues, I will probably not even reach Liangzhou, and my feet will become useless.

After looking at the mung beans in the Qiankun bag, he slapped his head hard.

"I'm stupid too, can't I just let them carry me?"

Thinking of this, Xu Chong immediately grabbed four mung beans and threw them on the ground.

"Change!"

With a chant, four human-shaped light groups were seen shining, and in an instant, four farmers carrying hoes appeared out of thin air.

Seeing the four hoe soldiers looking at him with dull eyes, Xu Chong waved his hand and said: "Go and make me a wicker chair and carry me to Liangzhou."

With a snap, the four farmers got into the nearby forest.

I could only hear the sound of knocking and cutting in the forest.

After waiting for less than an hour, they finished the cane chair. The main reason was that it was slower to chop down the tree with a hoe.

Xu Chong lowered his head and looked at the improvised rattan chair they had made. The thick arms on both sides were used to lift the wood, which was three meters long, and a strong rattan net was woven in the middle.

The wicker chair is very rough and crude in workmanship, but it is perfectly fine to sit on.

After Xu Chong sat on it, he waved his hand, and four farmers lifted him up, and then walked forward with a squeak.

Although the improvised wicker chair is simple and crude, it is quite comfortable when you sit on it, not to mention that it is swaying. It is no wonder that rich people in ancient times liked to sit in sedan chairs.

Four dull-witted "hoe soldiers", they are very obedient and have strong execution ability.

No matter what they are told to do, they will execute it unswervingly.

The only flaw is its mediocre combat effectiveness.

After all, they are all ordinary farmers. Do you still expect them to escape from the sky and the earth and make trouble?

Among the barren mountains and ridges, four "hoe soldiers" carried Xu Chong and headed south.

After a while, we entered the main road in the mountain.

There were few people on the road, but we encountered many wild animals, but they were all driven away by farmers with hoes.

The main road is relatively spacious and flat, making it easy to walk, but the road is also covered with weeds.

The four farmers carried Xu Chong and walked a few miles further. The surrounding terrain gradually became steeper.

I saw a valley in front of me. On both sides of the valley were hillsides hundreds of meters high. The trees on the slopes were lush and dark, making it easy to hide people.

After entering the valley, the further you go in, the narrower it becomes. At the end, the entire valley bottom is only four or five meters wide.

I learned from my predecessor’s memories that this place is called Black Wind Valley and it is extremely dangerous.

In the area near Wufeng Mountain, this is the only main road that can pass caravans.

Looking at the narrow and steep valley, Xu Chong secretly increased his vigilance.

When I was in the mountains before, I had heard many times that there was a group of thieves entrenched in the Black Wind Valley area, specializing in blocking roads, robbing people, killing people and stealing goods, and their methods were extremely cruel.

Not long after the four farmers carried Xu Chong into the valley, a thin watchman hiding in a dense mountain forest in the distance discovered their arrival.

The group observed carefully for a moment, and first saw that Xu Chong's clothes were simple and his luggage was shabby. Although he was being carried by four rough farmers, he didn't seem to have much to gain, so he continued to lie down on the tree and take a nap, preparing to let the ball go.

However, when Xu Chong came closer, I accidentally saw the Qiankun bag on his waist.

I saw that the thing was embroidered with gold and silver threads, and it was bulging inside, probably containing a lot of valuables.

In an instant, Wangfeng's guard perked up and immediately sent a secret signal to his accomplices who were hiding in the dark.

Xu Chong, who was sitting on a wicker chair, was carried by four farmers and staggered into the middle of the valley.

Sudden,

At this moment.

A whistle was heard from both sides of the valley, and then dozens of unkempt bandits rushed out of the darkness with long knives and strange screams.

After rushing out of the forest, the thieves split into two groups, and they responded to each other, blocking Xu Chong and the four farmers in the middle of the valley, blocking all escape routes.

The four farmers immediately put Xu Chong down, then raised their rusty hoes high to guard him in the middle.

Xu Chong looked around and found that although all of these bandits were ragged and unkempt, their eyes were full of greed and murderous intent.

"None of these bandits are masked. It seems they are preparing to kill people and silence them."

Thinking of this, Xu Chong frowned and secretly put his hand into the Qiankun bag.

At this time, a dull sound of footsteps came from the front of the valley.

Xu Chong looked up and saw a tall, dark-faced man wearing dark leather armor and holding a heavy sword in his hand, standing out from the group of thieves.

It seems that this black-faced strong man should be the leader of this group of bandits.

The two sides were ten meters apart.

The black-faced thief leader stared at Xu Chong with a ferocious look, and said coldly, "You will be unlucky if you bump into us today. Don't worry, I will leave you intact today."

Xu Chong said: "I am a disciple of the Immortal of Wufeng Mountain, and today I have accomplished my art and come down the mountain..."

"I bother!!!"

Before he could finish his words, the black-faced thief leader scolded with disdain: "You liar from Ziyun Temple, I have to chop you into pieces today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the black-faced thief making crackling sounds all over his body, and a layer of pale white translucent protective gas mask erupted. On top of the protective gas mask, there was a faint circle of gray stripes that kept moving and flickering.

Seeing this scene, Xu Chong was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the leader of the thieves in front of him was actually a martial artist.

A circle of gray gangly patterns represents that he has cultivated a layer of golden bell shield for body protection, and he belongs to the early stage warriors who have just entered the martial arts.

For ordinary people, he is already very strong and can easily defeat dozens of strong men.

No wonder he can lead this group of minions.

After the black-faced thief broke out of the protective golden bell, he waved his hand and shouted: "Come on, hack them to death..."

After giving the order, the two groups of bandits at the front and back raised their sharp knives high and surrounded him with ferocious expressions.

Xu Chong didn't waste any time, just grabbed a handful of mung beans and threw them around him.

"Change!"

A mantra.

In an instant, dozens of farmers carrying hoes appeared in the valley.

"Spreading beans and forming an army? Immortal magic?"

Seeing this scene, the bandits were stunned for a moment and stopped one after another.

At this time, the black-faced thief was behind and sneered disdainfully: "No wonder he is so arrogant. He actually knows the magic of a three-legged cat?"

"Just a few farmers? What are you afraid of? Come with me and chop them all down! Let's see how many beans he has to spread!"

Under the roar of the leader, the group of bandits once again showed their fierce faces and rushed over, shouting and killing.

Seeing how ferocious these bandits were, Xu Chong was a little panicked.

Because he was not sure whether the five hundred mung beans in his hand could repel these bandits?

Seeing dozens of farmers, each carrying hoes and standing there with dull eyes, he hurriedly shouted: "Come on, beat them to death with hoes!"

After hearing Xu Chong's order, the farmers with dull eyes suddenly changed their appearance.

I saw them all holding up rusty hoes with distorted faces and rushing towards the ferocious bandits as if they were desperate.

In an instant, the crazy farmer and the ferocious bandit were fighting together.

The sound of "clinking, clanging" of gold and iron could be heard continuously, and the sounds of screams and wailings could not be heard without stopping.

Soon, several farmers were struck in the vital points by the bandits' sharp blades. In an instant, they turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

Xu Chong saw that his own farmers were constantly at a disadvantage due to their lack of superiority in weapons and fighting skills. He was completely at a disadvantage. He threw two more handfuls of mung beans, and hundreds of farmers came out again.

With these hundreds of new farmers joining the battlefield, the disadvantaged situation was suddenly reversed.

Although these farmers are not good at weapons and have poor fighting skills, they are not afraid of death, let alone afraid.

Facing the sharp blade cut by the bandit, he did not flinch at all, and directly swung the hoe to dig at the enemy's head. If one farmer couldn't dig him to death, then two farmers would dig together. If two farmers couldn't do it, then three would dig together...

It means exchanging death for death, and exchanging injury for injury. It's all a waste of effort.

As screams continued, more than a dozen bandits were lying on the ground. These guys were covered in blood, and their heads were either dug open by hoes or blood holes were dug out of their bodies. The scene was extremely bloody.

Seeing their companions struggling and wailing in a pool of blood, the remaining bandits instantly became frightened.

They are just a group of bandits who bully the weak and fear the strong. Where have we encountered such a scene before?

Especially when facing a group of farmers with distorted faces and unafraid of death, the bandits became more and more frightened and confused.
To be continued...