Chapter 4 Mood
"Click!"
A slight sound came out, and the branches blocking the bandits were cut open and scattered. When the middle-aged bandit saw that the thief had opened up the distance again at this moment.
"So sly, but where can you escape?"
"Grandpa will kill you under the knife today." Looking at the steps of the thief in front of him, the middle-aged bandit followed, his expression became much more relaxed, holding a long sword in his hand. Just as he had just fought, he felt that the thief was about to run out of strength.
Follow closely at the moment, encounter obstacles, cut open with your knife and catch up with it all the way.
"Wow—"
Deep in the jungle, even the familiar Pei Ziyun had to judge the location from time to time. In theory, there were some traps set by hunters in the forest for use, but unfortunately there was no time to find them.
The sound of slashing and pushing away was approaching very quickly behind, and the middle-aged bandit roared: "You guy, you can't escape--you're dead!"
Pei Ziyun ran strode and had just recovered from a serious illness in this body. Although his skills in his previous life were still there, he could break ten times with one force. No matter how skill he had, he could not resist the sword under the black wind thief. Fortunately, he relied on his familiarity with the jungle to get the control. He had the strength to use his tricks, but at this moment he would run out of his physical strength.
Suddenly, Pei Ziyun remembered that there was a path ahead, which was a beast path. A little further ahead of the beast path, there was a rope set by a hunter, which could be used.
A plan came to my mind, touched the knife with my left hand, sneered twice, and endured the pain, strode forward despite the burning pain.
There were shrubs that rushed directly, and many thorns were thorned on their bodies, and they cut their flesh bit by bit with a knife.
The Black Mountain Thief followed him, his steps were a little slow. He didn't want to be stabbed all over his body, but even so, he was not slow. When he saw Pei Ziyun running, he even smiled even more.
"This guy is exhausted and still running so fast, he is dead in a blink of an eye!" When the middle-aged bandit thought of this, he couldn't help laughing, and split the shrub in front of him and approached him step by step.
I saw that the originally dense bushes suddenly opened a small path, stretching forward and heading towards the mountain. From here, I saw that the path was very narrow, only one person wide, with dense shrubs on both sides and overgrown thatched grass. When the moonlight shines, there is only moonlight.
As soon as I saw this path, I was very happy. After running more than ten steps, I turned right, rolled over, rolled over from the bushes, and arrived at an open land. This open land was on the hillside, with some sparse short trees, and many raspberries were wrapped around it. The raspberries were small strawberries, big with small fingers or big thumbs, sour and sweet, and there were some fine thorns on the vine.
At this moment, the mouth was burning like a fire. Regardless of it, I picked the raspberries and stuffed them into my mouth. The sour and sweet juice was bitten and all flowed out, flowing down my dry throat, and gasping for breath.
The raspberry leaves and raspberries mixed together and swallowed hard, regardless of it, wiped his mouth. Pei Ziyun leaned his head, listened to the bush path, and began to count, one, two, three!
Just as Pei Ziyun counted to three, the sound of the bushes tripping out instantly.
In just an instant, the sound stopped, and it seemed that a small sound was heard, which was the sound of something breaking.
Just listen, click, click, the bushes in front of you stir violently!
"No, the rope is useless, run away now!" Pei Ziyun only had such an idea left at this time.
Only then did I have this idea. With a "bang", the bushes in front of me had already split open, and the middle-aged bandit walked out of the cracked hole.
In front, there were some sweet potato vines, implicated on the ground, and there seemed to be traces of wild boars arching, revealing the soil. Pei Ziyun was only ten steps away, but he seemed to be unable to run, so he turned around and confronted the Black Mountain thief.
The middle-aged bandit only then saw clearly the thief who was being chased by him. This was a face that looked a little tender from the rough outline. The face mixed with the soil and sweat blurred the face. It was impossible to see clearly. She was wearing a green shirt with a patch on her body. She seemed to be out of breath and could not run anymore. She couldn't help but laugh, holding a knife in her hand, slowly approaching.
"Why don't you run away?" The Black Wind Thief grinned. The slow approaching was not to give this guy a way to live, but to split the bushes and chase him. At this moment, he was a little tired and a little panting.
At this time, his eyes were staring at Pei Ziyun, and he smiled fiercely, taking the opportunity to breathe. The open space was only ten meters wide at most, and no matter how the guy in front of him escaped, he could catch up with him in just two or three breaths.
He took a few steps forward, suddenly roared and rushed forward: "Go to die!"
Pei Ziyun licked her lips, and there was a sweet and sour taste of chewing raspberries on her lips. She seemed to be struggling temporarily, and then she went to one side desperately, her eyes swept across a grass.
The moonlight is dark here, and when you step on your feet, it feels a little soft. This place will never be forgotten. Many years ago, a girl with two braids fell down in the pit.
"Luckily, I just took the clip yesterday, why did you fall down?"
She watched herself jump out of the pit, and her tears suddenly burst out: "Silly fool--you can't tell anyone, how dangerous it is to jump down!"
The memory flashed and he ran out, and the middle-aged bandit didn't want to chase him anymore. He ran hard and crossed five or six meters in three or four steps.
"Bang!" As soon as the middle-aged bandit stepped on it, his feet sank and felt a pain again. It felt like his feet were stuck in the middle of the body. A stream of blood flowed down, wetting his shoes and feet.
"Ah, it's a beast!" The middle-aged bandit screamed, and immediately understood, feeling very hated. He had been mixed up once, but why was he careless again this time?
The beast clamp was extremely tight, and he screamed in pain. When he raised his head, he saw the little thief who was being chased by him. His face, which was confusing the soil and sweat, was breathing at this moment, and slashed with a knife: "Go to die!"
The middle-aged bandit was in severe pain again. He lifted the knife to block it, and the knife collided with the knife, and sparks splashed everywhere, as if they were splashing on his face.
In this fight, the feet moved, and blood flowed out faster - this is a clip used to grab a wild boar. Once this clip is pinched, the more violent the struggle, the more severe the muscle tear, the more blood flows.
"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" The middle-aged bandit struggled, trying to lower his head and cut off the clip on the ground, but Pei Ziyun then stabbed him: "Kill--"
The sound was violent but not like a boy. With a "puff", the middle-aged bandit did not completely avoid it this time, and a huge bloody mouth was found on the left shoulder.
"Ah, how dare you kill me?" The middle-aged bandit screamed, and the premonition of death made his mind chaotic. In the midst of great pain, he waved his long sword in chaos.
Seeing the Black Wind Thief becoming weak, Pei Ziyun felt a sense of ease, and a sense of pleasure filled his mind. He couldn't help laughing. The laughter was back in this open space. Before the laughter had stopped, another knife was blowing.
"Puff!" This time, the middle-aged bandit's palm with the knife cut off, and the knife flew out with the broken hands. In the severe pain, the middle-aged bandit shouted: "You dare to kill me - the village leader will go down the mountain to take revenge!"
"Come on." The long knife cut down, and the splattering blood splattered.
"Hero is easy to say, I surrender, I pay the money, the county inspectors all call us brothers, and they will not touch me. If you really kill me, the Black Wind Thief will never let you go--" When facing death, the Black Wind Thief became scared and trembled instead.
"idiot!"
Pei Ziyun took a breath and looked at the clamp in front of him holding the third leader of the Black Wind Thieves. All kinds of his previous life flashed in front of him. Yes, it was time to settle down. Although the explosion of this body was at its limit, he slowly raised his knife and forced it step by step.
"The new dynasty is in line with the great affairs of the mainland. The court has not cleaned up you mountain bandits in remote areas for a while. The city has only maintained local bans below the state. If the country is founded, the bandits will be cleared. In a few years, the court will draw troops to sweep the counties and counties. You will be destroyed. If you destroy your black wind robbers, you will be a kind inspection of you today!"
As he said that, he was about to cut it down. Unexpectedly, at this time, the third middle-aged bandit in Heifeng Village knelt down regardless of the clip, begged for mercy loudly and said, "Don't kill me, I have old men and women..."
Pei Ziyun narrowed his eyes and was about to kill him. Suddenly, the Black Wind Thief, with a complete hand, pulled out a dagger from his calf and threw it hard.
The dagger was fascinated by the moonlight, and Pei Ziyun was instantly shocked. He rolled, and felt that his face was in pain and a trace of blood flowed down his face.
"Go to die!" Pei Ziyun did not give any chance anymore, and slashed the middle-aged bandit on the top of the middle-aged bandit. With a "puff", the skull pressure in the human brain burst out, and yellow and white brain matter spurted out intermittently.
"Finally dead!" Pei Ziyun gasped under the moonlight, and instantly felt exhausted and fell to the ground. He was so tired that he felt pain everywhere on his body.
I endured the pain and pulled dozens of wooden thorns from my body. Then I wiped the blood from my face, picked off a few raspberries, threw them into my mouth, sat on the ground, supported my hands with my hands, panted, and quietly recovered my strength.
After a long time, I recovered my strength and went up to check on the bandits, but I saw that I was dead.
After packing up the bandit's relics and lifting the bandit's clothes, I realized that there was a short sword under the bandit's clothes. The sword was exquisite and pulled out, and the cold light appeared in front of me.
After fumbled through the bandits, I found a purse, opened it and saw that there were some broken silver inside, about ten taels.
These are all spoils. Pei Ziyun smiled and accepted them all. He stood up and looked into the distance. There were continuous mountains in the distance. At this moment, the mountain wind was blowing on his body, and it was refreshing. Looking at the chaotic village below, a kind of magnificent spirit came out. After cleaning up, he removed the blood and soil, and headed down the mountain.
When he arrived under a big tree, Pei Ziyun suddenly heard a "squeak" sound, and his eyes immediately stopped, his eyes returned to sharpness, and he looked at a place in confusion: "Who is it?"
"...Is it Brother Pei?" After a long time, a trembling voice appeared, and then a figure flashed out.
Under the moonlight, it was Ye Suer. Although her clothes and shoes were not intact, one of her hairpin fell off and half of her hair was scattered, it was Ye Suer.
Seeing Pei Ziyun and the blood on her body, she burst into tears and threw herself into Pei Ziyun's arms.
Pei Ziyun was stunned. She could not escape in her previous life. Why did she rush out at this time? Looking at her embarrassed look, he suddenly realized.
It was this girl who guessed his movements and forced herself to find herself in the courage she didn't have in her previous life.
In this situation, it is with a dead will.
Chapter completed!