Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

Moon and night.

The wind in March is still slightly cool after the cold winter, and the air is wrapped in the fragrance of peach blossoms, blowing on people's faces, bringing a bit of chill for no reason.

Si Jin used the speed talisman to travel all the way, and within half an hour he arrived at the foot of Langya Village Mountain.

Looking up, I can see the shadows of trees dancing among the mountains. I can only vaguely see a large protruding rock halfway up the mountain, but I can't see any shadow of the village.

Si Jin asked: "Is this Langya Village on top of that rock?"

With its unique geographical location, even if ordinary people can find it, it still takes some effort.

857's excitement has not completely passed yet, and when he talks about Langya Village, his face is full of excitement.

"Big brother, you don't know, those bandits are not ordinary people. On the surface, the big rock looks like nothing, but in fact, there is something else going on inside..." Balabala.

857's pair of small wings waved out the afterimage, and his beady eyes were shining.

Si Jin also became more and more curious about how shocking it was to say "there is another world".

Putting an invisibility charm on his body, Si Jin jumped to the bottom of the boulder, climbed on the rock wall, and turned over several times before reaching the top of the boulder.

What appeared in front of me was an irregular-shaped arch, which looked a bit like some monster caves in the old version of Journey to the West.

She raised her eyebrows and walked in.

After walking about ten meters, two men who looked like guards appeared in sight. One of them was carrying a long knife. Their steps were steady and their eyebrows were firm. It looked like they had received professional training.

Si Jin couldn't help but be more interested. Who could raise such a well-trained team here?

Taking advantage of the gap between the two guards walking back and forth, Si Jin nimbly slipped into the second arch.

The inside of this door is obviously different from the outside. There are neat bluestone-paved steps at the feet. All the way down, the view becomes wider and wider, gradually becoming like a small square.

After walking around for about half a quarter of an hour, he turned left and saw a third stone door in front of him. This stone door was completely different from the previous two.

Two neatly cut boulders stand on both sides, with only a gap left in the middle for one person to pass through. They are guarded both inside and outside by two people.

Si Jin had to be more cautious and watched for a while before entering the door through the back and forth of the four guards.

The scene inside the door completely stunned her!

Rows of neatly repaired wooden houses with thatched roofs line up, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the crescent moon is shining brightly in the sky, indicating that this is no longer a cave, but a paradise between the mountains.

A stream gurgled down in the distance, and the intermittent sound of water splashes reminded outsiders of their sweetness and refreshing taste.

Next to the stream is a large area of ​​farmland. Young green seedlings can be faintly seen sprouting from the dark land, showing their vigorous vitality.

Si Jin was shocked by the quiet and beautiful scene in front of him, and subconsciously asked 857, "Didn't you say this is a bandit's den?"

How could this be the case?

857 flapped its little wings and pointed in another direction, saying unconvinced: "Look over there!"

Si Jin looked in the direction it pointed. Just beside the stone gate where she came in, a flat and open space that could accommodate thousands of people came into view.

If you look closely, you will see that this is a fully equipped martial arts arena!

Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks, eighteen kinds of weapons are all on the rack.

There is no shortage of sandbags, wooden stakes, plum blossom stakes, and other training tools.

From these utensils with obvious traces of use, Si Jin seemed to see the scene of thousands of troops sweating here in battle.

Si Jin blinked, realizing that this place was not as simple as she thought, and there might be some great secret hidden in it.

She calmly withdrew her gaze and walked briskly towards the village.

It was late at night, and only one or two scattered houses in the village still had their lights on. The rest were dim, dim, quiet and beautiful with this handful of moonlight as their lamp.

Occasionally, I heard two barks of dogs, which were actually passing rats that had stepped onto someone else's property and were driven away by the owner in a low voice.

Si Jin stopped in front of a house with lights on and listened carefully.

In the room, two extremely low voices reached her ears very clearly.

"The boss is going down the mountain again tomorrow. I heard that he can bring back some more girls this time. By then our Qin'er's wife should be found."

The speaker was a woman, she sounded about 30 years old, and her tone was full of joy.

"When we Qin'er gets married, we can both let go of our worries and live up to my father-in-law's instructions before he died."

"Liniang, you have worked hard all these years to live with me in this place far away from human habitation." The man's voice was rich, and one could tell that his inner strength should not be underestimated. His tone was naive, but very gentle.

"What are you talking about?" the woman called Liniang answered, "My father and brother all died in that flood. If my father-in-law hadn't brought me back to the village, I might be in a different situation now."

The two didn't speak anymore, seeming to be stuck in some kind of memory.

After a while, a rustling sound came from inside the house. Si Jin didn't dare to listen anymore and left quickly.

The suspicion in my heart is getting deeper and deeper. Who is in charge of this place?

Why are there so many people here?

Si Jin continued forward with full of doubts, and soon arrived at the door of the headmaster's house that 857 pointed to.

This yard is no different from other houses around it. The houses are even older and the thatch on the roof is wilted and it is time for replacement.

When he reached the window of the wooden house, Si Jin stopped.

The window lattice was half-closed, with a little light from the oil lamp shining through.

Si Jin had good eyesight and saw the man's hand holding the pen at a glance.

The knuckles are long and clean, the nails are neatly trimmed, and the complexion is slightly pale, which does not fit the character of a "bandit leader".

I wanted to follow my wrist up, but my vision was blocked by the window frame, but I couldn't see it.

857 immediately turned on the factual broadcast, and the pictures that came out at the same time were as if they were actually there.

The room is not a professional study room. It just has a row of bookshelves in the corner of the bedroom. There is a desk in front of the bookshelves. It is in a natural wood color without any extra decoration.

At the other end is a bamboo woven bed with a bed curtain hanging on it. It is made of burlap and is plain and clean.

A small table is placed beside the bed, which is simple.

Si Jin frowned, feeling something strange.

Looking closely, he saw a man with a short blue hair sitting in front of the desk, holding a very thin brush in his hand and writing with his eyebrows furrowed.

857 was very discerning and immediately moved his gaze closer to the paper under the man's hand.

At this sight, everyone's eyes widened, and their hearts were shocked beyond measure.

857 trembled: "How is it possible? Why didn't I receive any news?"

The same was true for Si Jin, who expressed her shock with his expression.

Si Jin closed his chin manually and said quietly: "No matter what, let's talk first."