I don't want to return

Mu Chongyu divided his men into three groups. The first group was composed of civil servants and scholars in the team. They followed Li Yuanshan's command and pretended to be ordinary people to sneak into the nearby towns and villages to inquire about the bandits' movements;

The remaining two roads were led by him and Shen Qing respectively. They only waited to find out the news of the bandits before they went to the Bandit Mountain and surrendered the bandits in person.

Yes, what he wants to do is not to eradicate the bandits, but to recruit these bandits, on the one hand for his own use, and on the other hand to appease and educate them so that they will never disturb the poor people again.

This is also a desperate move for their group.

The road to the south is too far away, a group of them are exhausted, and the force is very weak. I don't know when they will be surrounded by Beiyu people like before in the valley, and the 300 people are unwilling to split up. Even if a team of more or less people hide their identities, no matter where they go, they will attract people's suspicion and become the target of all forces.

In troubled times, being weak is enough to be a reason for disaster, and only the strong can occupy a place.

Mu Chongyu truly realized this truth when he found out that he was being deceived by Jing Hong.

Three days later, Li Yuanshan and others had inquired clearly about the origin of this group of bandits.

It turned out to be a person from Yingtou Village on Heiyun Mountain not far away.

Since Yingtou Village appeared a year ago, it has frequently harassed the people and looted houses in the surrounding towns.

It can be seen that the bandits in Yingtou village are quite capable.According to various rumors, Li Yuanshan estimated that there should be [-] bandits in Yingtou Village, which should not be underestimated.

But this does not mean that Yingtou Village is invincible.

Mu Chongyu pondered for a while, his handsome jade face was reflected by the whirling moonlight, and he looked a little cold. He weighed the strategies offered by several of his subordinates in his heart, and he thought about it.

Yingtou Village takes the mountain as its screen and the ditch as its ravine, so it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so they can't attack by force, they can only take it out of their wits.

A team of 30 people led by myself, pretending to be a team of wine merchants, transported several carts of sweet-scented osmanthus wine past the foot of Heiyun Mountain. In times of war, it is not easy to have food to fill the stomach. After a good wine, how can it not make people feel a little strange?

Therefore, when the bandits in Yingtou Village heard about it, they would definitely send someone to rob them. All they had to do was beg hard, and then take advantage of the opportunity to ask the bandits to take them to Yingtou Village with a wine cart and others, and then they could go into the mountain to see what happened. The situation in Yingtou Village.

Such a plan will be half successful.

In the evening of the next day, the pedestrians on the road became less and less, and the setting sun of autumn turned the path in the forest into a bleak color, and I saw a group of caravans in a hurry passing by the foot of the mountain.

One person at the head of the team drives the horse, one person at the end of the team breaks off, and the rest keep a close eye on the goods on the convoy, all with nervous expressions on their faces.

It is often heard that there are robbers haunting this place, and this group of merchants must have heard the news, so they are extra vigilant.

But he saw that the cargo on the cart was really rare, it was a jar of wine as tall as half a person, which was particularly eye-catching from a long distance away.

There were no other pedestrians in the mountain at this time, and of course the ones who got attention were the bandits from Yingtou Village who were hiding in the dark and silently watching the group of people.

Recently, there are fewer and fewer wealthy businessmen in the vicinity. They haven't seen such a thing as wine for a long time. Seeing so many large jars of wine at this time, they couldn't stop the sound of swallowing in their throats.

The best time to do it is to wait for the fat merchant who delivered to his door to turn into the darkest and narrowest canyon in Heiyun Mountain.

After a few incense sticks of time passed, the wine merchant really had to walk along the canyon, which was the only way out of Heiyun Mountain.

The pace of the caravan quickened a bit, only hoping to get out before dark.

But at this moment, a jackdaw was startled and flew past, whimpering with a shocking coolness.

Dozens of figures suddenly jumped down from the forest, all wrapped in black, with red scarves tied around their bodies, and the knives and axes in their hands were shining coldly.

It's a bandit!

The caravan suddenly panicked, some threw down the wine jar and knelt down to beg for mercy, some subconsciously shielded themselves in front of the wine jar, and a few people seemed to have some skills, and drew swords from their waists to fight the bandit. After fighting for more than ten rounds, they finally lost and were knocked to the ground.

There was only one person standing beside the battle circle all the time, standing quietly with his hands down, without saying a word.

The bandits noticed this person, this person has been walking in the forefront of this group of caravans, he must be the leader, but now the rest of their team has already knelt down and begged for mercy, why does this person stand up straight while ignoring them?

The bandit walked over dissatisfied and drew out the knife, and was about to shout loudly to shock him, but saw the man turn around, and slowly cast his gaze like water and moonlight over him.

It seems that there is a warm breeze in early autumn, with a soft itching as thin as a cicada's wings, rippling in my heart.

The man didn't frown, beg for forgiveness, or smile flatteringly. He clearly had a calm expression, but he felt that there seemed to be forbearance and deep emotions pouring out of those overly touching eyes, making people unable to look away.

He moved his lips slightly, only to hear the clear spring flowing over the stone, and the ring ring jingling under the moonlight: "Did all righteous men come here for these sweet-scented osmanthus?"

The most understandable nonsense, the bandit stabilized his figure, and when he came back to his senses, one or two of them hurriedly said yes.

The man nodded, and said again: "Osmanthus wine is up to you righteous men, please let us all have a way out."

The bandit thought for a while, and the big guy lowered his head to discuss, then quickly raised his head and replied: "We always only seek money and not kill, see you are so winking, no...you have such a good demeanor, naturally you will not." Difficult for you."

"Okay." The man finally raised the corners of his lips slightly, with a light smile, like a small splash of water on the surface of a quiet and beautiful lake, "Everyone is so generous, I can't help but repay you for keeping others under the sword. Although the sweet-scented osmanthus wine transported here is good, it is different from ordinary sake, and it needs a complicated production process to drink out its beauty, which only my fellow merchants know."

He paused, looked at the bandit opposite, and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "I would like to follow all the righteous men up the mountain, and make wine and drink for you."

The bandit was taken aback for a moment, and when he heard what Mu Chongyu said, he couldn't help smiling, and replied with a trembling heart: "...Okay, okay..."

Now the sun has set in the west, and the last ray of sunset light is slowly gathering, and the overwhelming twilight shrouds the sky.

The 30 people in the caravan were pushing the wine cart in front, and the dozens of bandits from Yingtou Village were guarding behind, and Mu Chongyu fell unhurriedly at the end of the caravan.

"Trouble... dare to ask this dear friend... oh, unrighteous man..." A tall man with Kong Wu scratched his head for a long time, and seeing Mu Chongyu turned his eyes, he hurriedly said, "Dare to ask this brother, what is your name? What? Where do you live?"

Mu Chongyu smiled slightly, and said: "Miangui's surname is Mu, called..." He paused slightly, and then continued: "Mu is a three-year-old at home, and this righteous man calls me Mu San. My ancestral home is Jiangdong, and I travel all the year round. Live here and there, do some business to make ends meet."

"Oh, that's it." All the bandits around responded one after another.

When they saw this beautiful young man at the foot of the mountain, they wanted to find a way to "invite" him to come up the mountain, let alone why, leaving such a rare beauty in today's chaotic world, how could he let him escape from under their noses?

Unexpectedly... Hehe, the beauty unexpectedly came here uninvited.

But... "Jiangdong? My family is also in Jiangdong!" Someone exclaimed in surprise, and many others responded one after another.

Mu Chongyu raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked over, and saw the person who exclaimed with a simple and honest smile, and explained: "A year ago, Jiangdong suffered a flood, and all my fields were washed away. I was the only one left at home. I wandered back and forth with other villagers, and when I got here, I had no choice but to..."

There are more than a dozen other people who hold this rhetoric, or their fertile land has gone bankrupt, or they are trying to avoid corvee, and so on.

"However, after becoming a bandit, you will know the benefits of being a bandit. You can be free and unrestrained. Brother Mu, since everyone is from Jiangdong, if you don't stay in my Yingtou village, you will not be able to be surrounded by our fellow villagers. Calling you a disadvantage, huh? Hahaha."

One person shouted, and everyone immediately responded, and Mu Chongyu's subordinates, who had to work hard in front, turned around one after another, and couldn't help but stare angrily at this daring bandit.

Mu Chongyu remained silent.He lowered his eyelids, and a strand of hair fell from his forehead, casting a faint shadow on his face.

The thieves who made the noise into a group couldn't help being silent, put away their playful smiles, and hurried on their way.

The author has something to say: what was said was based on resourcefulness, but in the end it was based on beauty, the protagonist expressed that he was very tired _(:зゝ∠)_