Early the next morning, Ala Yanzong and Wula Zhitao began to collect the second goat.

In the same way, when Ala Yanzong was dissecting the goat, Ula Zhitao went to collect dry firewood.

A lot of hard work, a lot of reward.

This old goat is slightly larger than the previous one, and naturally produces more meat.

After roasting for a whole morning, the lamb was finally roasted, and the two of them naturally enjoyed the deliciousness of the barbecue again.

The white wine has been finished, and Ula Zhitao filled the spring water with a skin.

Put the dried meat into a cloth bag, tie it with sheepskin, and put it directly on the shoulders of Ala Yanzong.

Ula Zhitao took the white wax pole and walked on it.

Under the noon sun, the two left the simple stone house, returned to the spring, turned around and continued westward.

The peaks and ridges are scattered and varied. The vegetation is lush and varied in height. Birds are singing, and rabbits and deer are hopping around.

The mountain wind blows loudly and softly, and it feels very cool under the bright sun, but in the shade, it is very cold.

The path is still winding, the road surface is still bumpy, mixed with rocks and uneven.

With enough food and water, the two of them took their time and walked in no hurry. They talked and laughed along the way, but they didn't feel very tired.

When they reached a bamboo forest, the two of them planned to take a rest, but they heard the sound of fighting coming from the forest, which aroused their alertness.

The two of them hid in the dark and watched, but they saw four people fighting in pairs, fighting fiercely. The sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard constantly, mixed with one or two shouts from time to time.

One fat and one thin held a machete, and the other two tall men, one wielded a long sword and the other wielded a spear.

Not far away there are two horses, one green and one red, grazing in the bamboo forest.

The fat man's scimitar faced the spear, and the thin man's scimitar faced the long sword.

The fat man and the thin man were retreating steadily, parrying and retreating towards Alayanzong.

Upon closer inspection, although the other two tall men were unfamiliar, Alayanzong recognized the fat man and the thin man as the two people in the fishing village inn.

The two stole their wolf jerky and then disappeared, appearing here for unknown reasons.

Seeing that the fat man and the thin man were in danger, Ala Yanzong was about to show up to help, but was grabbed by Ula Zhitao and shook his head.

Her meaning is very clear, it doesn't matter if you don't help such evil people, you will be killed if you do many unjust things, and you will be punished for your misbehavior.

Although Ala Yanzong hated the two people's actions, it was just stealing, and after all, it had not harmed anyone's life. The thin man had also had evil thoughts about the Wula Peach, but after all, he did not succeed. It was not enough to let them

Must die.

The spear passed by and hit a bamboo pole, causing the bamboo to crack. The fat man took the opportunity to chop with his knife, but the scimitar was much shorter after all. The spearman quickly drew the spear and stabbed it.

The fat man was already close, and there was no room for maneuver. If he continued to move forward, the spear would definitely pierce his chest, so he had no choice but to retreat with his knife and gun drawn.

The gun tip tilted and stabbed him on the left side of the chest.

At the same time, the man with the long sword swung his sword across. The thin man leaned up to dodge, and the two green bamboos broke in response. Then the long sword came back and swept back. The thin man raised his sword to fight, but the scimitar was knocked away.

If the long knife is raised and dropped, the thin man will be dismembered.

At the critical moment, two rocks the size of bricks flew out and hit the hands of the two tall men holding weapons respectively.

The spear and knife fell to the ground at the same time. The fat man and the thin man were already scared out of their wits, but two flying stones saved their lives.

Even so, the fat man's left hip was still injured and he hurriedly stepped back to keep some distance away from the enemy.

But the thin man was so pissed that he couldn't even get out of the way even if he rolled over.

The two tall men covered the backs of their hands and shouted almost in unison: "Why don't you show up to see some expert in the secret?"

As the two men were about to come out from behind the bushes, Alayanzong stepped forward and saluted, saying, "I hope the two heroes will spare their lives."

The two tall men saw a young man in green clothes with a sheepskin and cloth bag on his shoulders, a short sword on his waist, and a baggage on his back.

Followed by a blond girl, holding a wax pole in her hand, a machete on her waist, and a bag of luggage on her back.

The scimitar was of the same type as the one used by the fat man and the thin man, so it was assumed that they were from the same group.

At this time, the wrists of the two tall men, one on the left and the other on the right, were swollen and painful. They could no longer clench their fists and use force with swords and guns. Needless to say, with the help of young people, even if they fought with the fat man and the thin man, there was nothing they could do.

, and even life-threatening.

The gunman asked: "The little hero is so skilled, why is he helping this thief?"

When Ala Yanzong heard this, he thought to himself: "They have stolen dried meat, how do these two people know about it? Is there something hidden?"

Zhu asked: "What did they steal from you two?"

The spearman replied: "We are the masters of the second and third villages in Mofengling. These two thieves sneaked into the stronghold to steal my horses. We found them and chased them here. I just want to ask, but these two thieves have

He cut with the sword and then started to fight."

After hearing this, Alayanzong looked at the fat and thin people. The fat man was holding his left arm and panting, while the thin man was leaning on the ground with a knife, and he was also out of breath.

So I asked the two of them if this was the case.

The fat man saw that Ala Yanzong had saved them and was now trying to mediate. He thought he meant no harm, so he nodded in agreement.

Alayan Zongfu asked the gunman again, "Can they steal the horses?"

"Never succeeded."

"Since they didn't succeed and are now injured, they have been punished. It won't cost them their lives. It's easy to make enemies but not easy to make them. I hope the two heroes will show their kindness and this matter will end here."

The man holding the sword stood aside, covering the back of his right hand and glaring angrily. The wielder of the gun covered the back of his left hand and pondered for a moment and said:

"Since the little hero has intervened in this matter, let's stop it here. I am the demon spirit Qingfeng, the leader of the second village in Mofengling, and he is the demon spirit Yanyue, the leader of the third village. The little hero is very skilled. I hope the little hero will leave his name.

, I will learn from you in the future.”

Ala Yanzong cupped his fists and said: "I am a commoner and a nobody, why should you two worry about me?"

The demon spirit Yanyue, the leader of the three villages, said angrily: "As a man, you can't change your name even if you don't want to change your surname. Don't you even dare to keep your name? Why are you afraid? If you are afraid, why bother meddling in other people's business!"

Ala Yanzong said with a smile: "I have not done anything wrong, so what should I be afraid of? It's just that I have no name even though I have received a name. It's just a waste of time for you two to worry about me, so don't tell me."

Ala Yanzong was not really afraid, he just didn't want to cause trouble again, so he didn't want to name himself.

Seeing that Alayanzong was unwilling to sign up, the demon spirit Qingfeng said again: "If the little hero has the courage to be a guest at Mofengling, he will definitely accompany him. I'll take my leave."

After that, the two men picked up their weapons, dragged their spears and knives backwards, ran towards the horses, jumped on their horses, whipped their horses and galloped away.

When the fat man saw the two of them leaving, he nodded to Alayanzong and said with a smile, "Thank you, young hero, for helping me."

The thin man also nodded and crouched and echoed in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, little hero, for saving your life." But his wretched blue eyes glanced at Ula Zhitao from time to time.

Wula Zhitao felt even more disgusted and said: "You stole our food, and we saved your lives. This is really repaying evil with kindness!"

The thin man said awkwardly: "I was blind and should not have stolen the dry food from my two benefactors. I hope Haihan can forgive me."
Chapter completed!