Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

In Qingfu Mountain, the warm winter sun shines on the vast white mountain forest, reflecting silvery light that makes people's eyes dazzle.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, I saw that the mountain was covered with green branches and jade leaves, made up of pink and jade, all of the same color.

"Sir, what should we do next? Should we sneak up first?"

Song Dashan looked up at the shining light on the top of the mountain, quickly lowered his head and asked.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "It's hard for us to touch it quietly!"

Qingfu Mountain is very big, but Huang Yifu's cottage is not big, and its location is not a secret. They can find it easily.

The mountain in front of us is steep, with cliffs on both sides. Only the north and south sides can go up and down the mountain.

The entire mountain is now a vast expanse of white. If dozens or hundreds of people go up the mountain, they can be seen at a glance at the top of the mountain. It is simply impossible to hide their figures.

As for waiting for the evening!

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and thought for a while, feeling that there was no need to be so careful when attacking a group of bandits.

"Leave ten men to guard the horses, and the rest follow me up the mountain!"

Immediately, the group dismounted and climbed towards the mountain.

There are obvious roads on the hillside. Even if there is heavy snow, you can still see the traces of the road. If there is no heavy snow, it is not impossible to ride up the mountain.

Walking up the mountain road for about half an hour, we walked around a cliff more than ten feet high and saw a mountain gate tied with logs.

The door was ten feet high, with solid rocks on both sides. Yang Zhengshan looked around and found that if he wanted to enter the village, he could only enter through the village gate. The rest of the area was covered with cliffs.

This place is a good place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Yang Zhengshan originally thought that when they came up, the other party would definitely discover them in advance, but now that they have all reached the mountain gate, the other party has not discovered them yet.

There's no one guarding the gate?

Yang Zhengshan raised his hand to stop the soldiers behind him, carefully observed the surroundings, and listened attentively.

There were many sounds coming from the village, but there was no movement around.

"There doesn't seem to be a trap!"

Yang Zhengshan stepped forward alone, came to the village gate, and pushed the village door hard. There was no push. There should be a bolt on the back of the door.

Looking up at the ten-foot-high village gate, Yang Zhengshan took a few steps back, pulled onions from a dry land, and jumped directly to the gate.

Standing on the door, you can have an unobstructed view of everything in the village.

The village in the mountains naturally looks rough and crude. Behind the door is a large hillside, and behind the hillside is a decent-looking large tile-roofed house. After that, there are low earthen structures. house.

In fact, it’s almost like a village.

Yang Zhengshan could vaguely see figures moving around, but the people inside didn't notice at all.

"I know there's no need to be cautious when dealing with a group of bandits!"

This group of bandits is so disappointing. It’s just that they didn’t arrange a guard. They didn’t even arrange anyone to guard the gate of the village.

I don’t know if they are careless or if they think no one dares to provoke them.

In fact, Huang Yifu and the others have lived a stable life for too long. They have been here for more than ten years and live by collecting tolls. They only go out to rob occasionally. On weekdays, few people come to look for trouble.

In addition, it is freezing cold now, and they are staying outside the house not far away. Outsiders are probably not willing to go up the mountain to endure the cold, so they don't even have the most basic guards.

Yang Zhengshan jumped down from the door and opened the bolt of the village gate, and more than a hundred soldiers entered the village in a swaggering manner.

In the lobby of the cottage, Huang Yifu was holding a pretty woman and enjoying her delicate figure.

"Hahaha~~The little beauty is so good!"

However, the little beauty was on the verge of tears and wanted to resist but did not dare to.

As if feeling the emotion of the woman in his arms, Huang Yifu's face darkened, "What? Do you look down on me?"

The woman shuddered, and her body curled up and trembled unconsciously.

Huang Yifu suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek, with a grin on his face, "Little girl, follow me obediently, you can live for a few more years, if you don't know how to look, haha~~ Look at your thin skin and tender flesh, I think it must taste very good good!"

The ferocious face and violent eyes made the woman shrink into a ball in fear and started to cry.

"Ahahaha~~"

Huang Yifu didn't care at all about the woman's crying, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and rubbed her body vigorously with his hands.

"Drink, brothers!"

"Hahaha, drink!"

He picked up a bowl of wine, raised his head and poured it into his mouth. The cold wine flowed from the corner of his mouth, along the messy beard and onto the woman in his arms.

The woman's face was pale and she didn't dare to move.

At this moment, there was a bang, and the closed door was suddenly knocked open from the outside. The powerful force not only knocked open the two wooden doors, but also knocked several bandits behind the door to the ground.

The sudden change silenced the frolicsome scene in the lobby.

The cold wind blew in, and the bright warm sun shone brightly at the door.

"Who, some bad guy kicked down the door!"

Huang Yifu never thought that an outsider had entered the cottage. He thought that one of the boys in the cottage kicked the door with too much force.

He looked toward the door and saw a tall figure in the dazzling sunlight. Because the sunlight was too bright, he couldn't see the appearance of the person coming.

The one who kicked the door was naturally Yang Zhengshan. They came to the lobby openly and openly without any obstruction.

This made Yang Zhengshan very disappointed. It was too relaxed and boring.

He originally thought that attacking a mountain stronghold would be difficult.

But in the end, they all fell into a den of thieves, a group of stupid thieves who didn't know anything about it.

"You are that Yuheng swordsman Huang Yifu!"

Yang Zhengshan raised the iron gun in his hand and pointed it directly at Huang Yifu, while the followers behind him also poured into the lobby.

Twenty personal followers, holding long knives in their hands, dispersed in a few breaths, surrounding a group of bandits.

At this time, Huang Yifu and the bandits finally knew that an outsider had come in.

Qiang Qiang~~

A group of bandits took out the swords they carried and prepared for battle.

Huang Yifu narrowed his eyes slightly, threw the woman in his arms aside, picked up the long knife beside him and stood up slowly.

"How dare I ask for the name of this uninvited friend!"

He wasn't stupid either. Although he didn't know who was coming, looking at the posture of those who followed him, and since the other party dared to come to his door, his origin and identity must not be simple, so he planned to be polite first and then attack. other.

Yang Zhengshan walked into the lobby, "This general is not your friend!"

"General!" Huang Yifu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Commander Yang Zhengshan of Tenglong Guard!" Yang Zhengshan looked around at the layout in the lobby and said calmly.

Bandits!

He had killed before, but this was his first time to visit this bandit's lair.

It doesn't look like there's anything special about it. Well, that chair looks good, but it's missing a piece of tiger skin.

Yang Zhengshan felt that the mountain king should be equipped with a tiger skin, so that he would look majestic and domineering.

Well, he was poisoned by the TV series and formed a fixed impression.

"Yang Zhengshan!" Huang Yifu showed doubts in his eyes.

He really had never heard of Yang Zhengshan's name.

Speaking of Yang Zhengshan's reputation, he is definitely famous in Chongshan Town. Who among the soldiers in Chongshan Town doesn't know Yang Zhengshan, the god of death.

As for Yang Zhengshan in Jing'an Mansion, he is not considered a nobody. With the rise of the Yang family, Yang Zhengshan has attracted the attention of many people in Jing'an Mansion.

However, most of the people who pay attention to Yang Zhengshan are related to the officialdom. Officials, businessmen, and martial arts families. Only those who are deeply involved in the officialdom will pay attention to Yang Zhengshan and get news about Yang Zhengshan.

It is difficult for bandits like Huang Yifu to find out about Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan didn't care whether Huang Yifu had heard of his name. After satisfying his curiosity, he raised his gun and pushed away the bandits in front of him.

"You guys, step aside!"

Several bandits seemed a little afraid, yes, they were afraid.

General!

Can they not be afraid?

Although there are many warriors under Huang Yifu, for these weak warriors, a general is definitely someone they dare not provoke.

And who is Yang Zhengshan? He is the God of Death who came out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

When he no longer suppressed the murderous intent in his body, the actual murderous intent made everyone's heart feel as cold as a cold pool.

Then Yang Zhengshan didn't need to speak, and the bandits in front of him gave way.

Huang Yifu felt the murderous aura in Yang Zhengshan, and there was strong fear and horror deep in his eyes.

At this time, there were bursts of killing cries and screams outside the lobby. The noisy sounds were like magic sounds, which infinitely amplified the fear in the hearts of the bandits in the lobby.

The killing has begun, can they survive?

Yang Zhengshan came to Huang Yifu, and Huang Yifu stood in front of him without daring to move!

He saw Yang Zhengshan's eyes, which were a pair of extremely calm eyes, deep, indifferent, and calm.

There was obviously no strong killing intent, but it made him dare not even move.

It was as if a sharp blade pierced his throat whenever he moved.

Yang Zhengshan raised his gun and swung it, and Huang Yifu flew away with a bang.

How high can a bandit leader be?

Maybe the Xingyue Sect is a huge organization, maybe the overall strength of the Xingyue Sect is very strong, but how strong can a swordsman under the command be?

The cultivation of the fourth and fifth levels the day after tomorrow should be considered pretty good.

Yang Zhengshan ignored Huang Yifu who was hit next to him, but stepped forward to help the frightened woman.

The woman was sixteen or seventeen years old. She was the daughter of an unknown family. She must have been kidnapped up the mountain by these bandits.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe now!"

Yang Zhengshan's tone became calmer.

The woman was trembling all over, but she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Yang Zhengshan, nor did she dare to look at anything around her.

"What's your name?" Yang Zhengshan's tone became softer!

"My, my, my name is Lin Xiaoyun!" the woman stammered.

"Where is your home?" Yang Zhengshan continued to ask.

"I, my home is in Dafu Village."

Yang Zhengshan naturally didn't know where Dafu Village was, but that didn't matter. He didn't ask these questions to find out Lin Xiaoyun's identity, but just to divert Lin Xiaoyun's attention so that Lin Xiaoyun would no longer be afraid of panic.

"Well, this general is the commander of the Tenglong Guard. Now you are safe, no need to be afraid anymore!" Yang Zhengshan continued to comfort.

A teenage girl was kidnapped into the mountains by a group of ruthless bandits. If nothing unexpected happened, her end would have been extremely miserable.

But even if Yang Zhengshan rescued her, her current situation would not be very good.

This world places too much emphasis on a woman's reputation. Lin Xiaoyun was abducted to the mountain. Even if the bandits did nothing to her, her reputation was ruined.

If she went back, she would probably not be able to marry.

Lin Xiaoyun was still unclear about her situation. She raised her eyes and looked at Yang Zhengshan carefully, "Thank you, General, for saving my life!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, "Wait here for a while!"

He turned to look at Huang Yifu who had gotten up from the ground, and his tone became cold again, "Anything else you want to say?"