Giddy up!
With a loud shout, the whip flew out, but it did not land on the galloping horse.
The coachman was a muscular man in his forties. At this moment, his shirt was open, allowing the cold wind to blow on his broad chest.
"Sir, the Hundred Thousand Mountains is just ahead. Only an experienced coachman like me dares to pass through here. Normal coachmen wouldn't dare to take this path," the coachman said proudly. As soon as he finished speaking, there was another crack of the whip.
"Good skill!"
The curtain behind him opened, revealing an ordinary-looking young man with a smile.
The coachman was even more pleased with the young man's praise. He threw out another crack of the whip and said, "I'm not bragging, but I, Wang Fugui, am the best in this area. My fee is a little expensive, but it's definitely worth it."
The young man smiled and nodded. "Of course. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. If the fee is expensive, then there's a reason why it's expensive."
"Haha, sir, you scholars know how to talk!" Wang Fugui laughed. He was very pleased with himself as he continued to whip the whip.
The carriage sped along and gradually turned from the official road to a small path in the forest. Not only was the road muddy and full of potholes, but the trees on both sides of the road blocked the sun and dimmed the light.
The speed of the carriage also gradually slowed down.
Suddenly, a large tree in front of the road was cut down by someone. It lay horizontally on the road, blocking the carriage's path.
Wang Fugui pulled on the reins, and the horse neighed. It stood up and stopped.
Then, before Wang Fugui could say anything, four or five people jumped out from behind the tree.
"This tree was planted by me, and this road was opened by me. If you want to pass through, leave your money behind!"
A sharp voice rang out. A few people were holding shining broadswords, showing off their prowess.
Wang Fugui did not get down from the carriage. He was still sitting in the carriage, but he frowned and looked at the robbers. After a while, he said, "Which mountain are you from?"
The robbers sneered. One of them took two steps forward and shouted, "Who cares which mountain we are from? If you want to live, leave your money behind. Otherwise, hehe, grandpa's knife is not to be trifled with."
Wang Fugui was amused. He swung the whip in his hand and sneered, "It seems you don't know my name."
"I don't care if you're the Whip King or the Spear King. You're unlucky to have fallen into our hands. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and hand over the money."
Wang Fugui shook his head, jumped down from the horse, and walked in front of those people.
"I'll let you off this time since we share the same bowl of rice. Hurry up and scram," Wang Fugui said coldly.
"What are you talking about?" The man holding the saber sneered, "You're just a coachman, yet you dare to act like a hero? I'm worried that I might lose my life. "
Wang Fugui shook his head again, a cruel expression on his face. He suddenly swung the long side of his hand, and a large whip fell from the sky, landing directly on that person's head.
Before that person could react, the whip had already landed on his neck. With a slight tug, his entire head flew into the air, and blood spurted several feet high.
"Oh my god!" The others were so scared that they turned around and ran, hating their parents for not giving birth to them with two more legs.
Wang Fugui did not chase. After kicking the corpse away, he swung the whip again, and the tree on the ground was swung to the side by the whip.
"Let's go, guest!" Wang Fugui jumped onto the carriage and sneered.
The young man still had a smile on his face as he asked, "I think I heard you say share the same bowl of rice? What does that mean? "
Wang Fugui laughed sinisterly, "Since you've already noticed, why are you still asking? Let's go."
"Where are we going?" The young man's fingers moved slightly as he asked.
"Naturally, to follow me up the mountain!" Wang Fugui said impatiently, "If Old Master Xiong didn't insist on finding a scholar, I wouldn't have pulled you so far away."
The young man casually asked, "What Old Master Xiong?"
"Hmph, have you ever seen a big black bear that can speak human language and bathe every day? After going up the mountain, serve Old Master Xiong well. Otherwise, he'll eat you in one bite. "Wang Fugui said impatiently. He then swung the whip, and the carriage moved again.
The young man's eyes revealed a strange expression, but he retracted his fingers.
A big black bear that can speak human language? Interesting.
The young man was Yang Xuan. There was still some time before the opening of the Forgotten Land, so he simply didn't fly. Instead, he found a carriage to enjoy the scenery along the way.
However, it was an unexpected surprise that he found someone from the underworld.
As for the big black bear that can speak human language, why did he feel a sense of familiarity?
Wang Fugui was confident that his cultivation was high, so he wasn't afraid that Yang Xuan would escape. He drove the carriage forward, twisting and turning. After half a day, they turned into a bandit stronghold halfway up the mountain.
In front of the stronghold gate, the bandits guarding the gate saw Wang Fugui's carriage. After greeting him, they directly let him in.
Wang Fugui didn't get off the carriage. He drove the carriage straight to a simple but spacious hall.
After getting off the carriage, a follower drove the carriage to the side, while he pulled Yang Xuan into the hall.
At this time, there were four or five people in the hall. The leader saw Wang Fugui and laughed, "Sixth brother, you're back. Is this the scholar you caught?"
He sized up Yang Xuan.
Wang Fugui cupped his hands and said, "Fortunately, I didn't let you down. I can finally report back!"
After the leader sized up Yang Xuan, he also felt satisfied. He nodded and said, "Not bad. I'm sure Master Xiong will be satisfied."
Wang Fugui muttered, "I don't know what's wrong with Master Xiong. He just has to find a scholar. Seriously."
The leader said with a serious face, "Sixth brother, don't talk nonsense. Master Xiong naturally has his reasons. If he hears what you said, how can Sixth brother endure his bear claws?"
Wang Fugui's whole body trembled. He clearly thought of something and couldn't continue.
The group didn't take Yang Xuan seriously. After a few more words, they brought Yang Xuan to the back of the mountain.
"Brother, I'm Hong Lu. How should I address you?" The leader was quite polite. He asked Yang Xuan as he walked.
"Ye Fan!" Yang Xuan said casually.
"Brother Ye, we might be family in the future. If Sixth brother offended you just now, please forgive me!" Hong Lu said with a smile.
Wang Fugui pursed his lips and didn't say anything.
The others had different expressions, but none of them objected to Hong Lu's words.
After a few turns, they arrived outside a cave.
After releasing his Divine Telekinesis slightly, Yang Xuan was suddenly stunned. Then, his expression became strange. His eyes were full of curiosity.
Hong Lu took two steps forward and stood in front of the cave. He showed a respectful expression and said loudly, "Master Xiong, are you in? We've found the scholar you asked for. "
After shouting twice, there was no response from the cave.
Hong Lu looked awkwardly at his brothers behind him and made a helpless expression. Then, he turned around and said loudly, "Master Xiong, are you in there? The scholar you wanted is here. How should we deal with him?"
There was still no response from the cave.
Just as the leaders of the robbers were looking at each other, a muffled voice suddenly came from the cave. "What's all the noise about? I was taking a bath just now. "
Following the voice, the ground began to shake. Then, a tall black figure walked out.
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