Fragrant willow catkins

Ningxu's voice was so sweet that Mo Xun's hair stood on end. This person was not like this during training! She didn't usually yell like this! So scary!

The Third Master stood aside, expressionless on his face, but extremely jealous in his heart.

Why doesn't Meng'er call me Master?

Why did Meng'er call him in such a nice voice?

What is the relationship between them?!

Mo Xiao: It sounds good~ I want to listen more~

Around them and behind them, there were always people who seemed to be observing something.

Finally, when they set out again, a large group of people blocked their way.

"stop!"

The leader was holding a machete, and behind him were a dozen or so younger brothers, all dressed as bandits.

Ningxu and Mo Xiao hid behind the two young masters in fear.

Mo Xun's face was expressionless. The Third Master stood in front of the three of them and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The bandit leader smiled evilly, "What do you think we want to do..."

A group of people approached the four people...

"Hand over all the treasures!"

At the command, regardless of whether they handed it over or not, the younger brothers rushed forward to search the two young masters, and snatched the luggage from Ningxu and Moxiao, but they didn't even look at them...

Ningxu: ??? Although I said I have a scar on my face, Mo Xiao is so handsome, you are not moved by this?

The bandits are worthy of being bandits. They only rob people of money and not women. They are quite tough.

The younger brothers searched San Ye and Mo Xiao thoroughly, including the whistle. All the valuables added together were only enough to fill one bag.

The bandits looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking that the two young masters were so good-looking that they must be nobles and must have a lot of treasures on them, so they took action. But after looking at it this way, they found that they had not robbed as much as a caravan.

"Brother, with this little bit of gold and silver, we will be scolded by the boss when we return to the mountains, right?"

"Damn it! I only know that you can't judge a person by his appearance. So it's really like this!" The bandit leader looked at the four people, "You are simply a disgrace to the nobility!"

The Third Master quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, Uncle Shan, you see we have given everything, so it's time to let us go, right?"

The mountain bandits are used to being tyrannical and will never communicate with others in a friendly manner. They are rebellious and will not do what you say. The Third Master saw this and secretly provoked them.

"What a joke! You only have this little money, and you still want to leave? Take me back to the mountains and do hard labor!"

"Yes!"

A younger brother next to the bandit leader was puzzled, "Brother, they are useless, why do we need them?"

The leader slapped him on the forehead, "You are stupid! Let them go out and report to the police?! Take them back, there is no use killing them again!"

After saying that, he muttered to himself, "I should have known not to do it earlier. I've been following him for so long, what a waste of time..."

In this way, Ningxu and the other three had their hands tied in front with ropes, cloth bags on their heads, and lined up and headed up the mountain.

The four people were blindfolded and could not see the road, making it difficult for them to walk. Mo Xun still maintained his own personality and after walking a few steps, he started to ask for a rest.

The bandit leader was given a headache by the noise, so he walked back from the front and kicked Mo Xun, causing Mo Xun to stagger.

"You still think you are a young master! Once you get to the mountain, you will be a servant!"

Mo Xun: "Brother, this sack of yours is not breathable at all, and you can't even see the road, how can you walk?"

The bandit leader was speechless. He held the bag with one hand and a knife, and cut three holes for the eyes and the mouth. "Is this okay?"

The younger brother couldn't help but said, "Brother, this way... won't he be able to see the way up the mountain?"

"..."

"XX!" the bandit leader cursed, and pulled the side with the hole to the back of Mo Xun's head, and said in an extremely angry voice, "If you say anything else, I'll chop you up!"

Seeing that his temper was on the verge of exploding, Mo Xun stopped being stubborn, as he was afraid that he would really chop him.

They were led along for a long time until they heard more and more noises and passed several thresholds.

"Get in!"

The four were pushed down onto the thatch, the door was closed, and they walked away.

Mo Xun: "Have they... left?"

"..."

Mo Xun: "Sister? Rumeng?"

Ningxu: "We are all here, stop yelling."

Why was Ningxu so sure? It was because the next moment after being pushed down, the Third Master found Ningxu with a loudspeaker and leaned against her side. In order to comfort Ningxu, Mo Xiao held Ningxu's hand with his hands tied, leaving Mo Xun alone on the other side.

The bag was pulled open, and what came into view was a face full of untidy beard, a young and old face, and the beard seemed very abrupt on that face. Mo Xun took a step back in fear, "Who are you?"

The bearded man ignored him and helped him untie the ropes, then went over to help untie Mo Xiao.

Some merchants gathered around Mo Xun and looked at the four of them curiously, "Were you also kidnapped and taken to the mountain?"

Only then did Mo Xun realize that the room was full of people dressed like merchants. They looked thin and fragile. From the color and style of their clothes, one could tell who was from the same caravan. There were more than thirty people in total.

The room looked like a basement, with a window on the top of the wall through which one could see people walking around outside.

Mo Xun turned around and saw that the bearded man had already pulled off the cloth bag on Mo Xiao's head. Just as he was about to untie her, he suddenly rushed over and separated the two of them.

Mo Xun: "I'll come, I'll come, men and women shouldn't touch each other."

The bearded man ignored him and walked towards the Third Master to help him untie the ropes. After that, he went back to the corner and sat on the ground.

The third master said thank you and turned around to untie Ningxu.

Outside the house, the bandit leader was carrying a bag of gold and silver and walking towards the tent.

There was a burly middle-aged man in the tent, with a strong and sturdy build, sitting in the main seat drinking and eating meat.

The leader half-knelt and saluted, "Big Boss."

The boss: "Get up, what have you gained today?"

The little leader picked up the cloth bag in his hand embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly, "Hehe..."

The boss looked impatient and gradually became irritable, "Why do you always do these useless things! All those people we robbed are useless! They can't lift anything! They can't even do hard labor! They are locked up in the mountains and eat idle meals! It's better to just kill them and kill them all!"

Seeing that the big boss was angry, the little leader didn't dare to raise his head even after being scolded, and whispered in agreement, "Yes... yes..."

He immediately thought of the four people he had robbed today... They were no different from the merchants, all useless. He might as well not say anything to avoid being scolded...

Seeing that he was still standing there in a daze, the boss threw a wine glass at him, "What are you still standing there for! Take your team to work! How dare you sit there idle after seizing such a small amount of things?"

"Yes, yes." The little leader bent down, put the gold and silver on the table, and fled.

The boss was annoyed, rolled his eyes at him and continued drinking.

In prison, Mo Xun asked for information from several caravan leaders who seemed to have the final say.

"We were the first ones to be kidnapped, and we've been locked up for a month!"

"We have twenty days."

"We'll be here for half a month."

"Logically speaking, we have been missing for so long, someone should have called the police and come to rescue us!"

"That's right! Could it be that this bandit is too strong? Can't be saved?"

"I have walked this road for several years and have never heard of bandits in the mountains. I don't know when they appeared."

"Yes, there are still so many people, it's like they were created out of thin air."