Mu Yi pondered for a moment, knowing that it was related to Da Chou and Sanming, Meng Jiucheng would definitely take action. As for Liu Wenzheng, let’s take one step at a time!

"It's better to catch Ma Si and others in one go so as not to let the news leak out." Meng Jiucheng rubbed his nose, smiled bitterly, and said, "Then I'll go to Lingyang Town to talk to Mr. Liu to fight for his understanding. Well, at least I'll meet you for one time, maybe-"

"Since you have decided, then do it." Mu Xiaowei encouraged, "If you think too much about everything, you will inevitably look back and hesitate."

Mu Yi nodded, although he felt a little reluctant, "If Ma Si doesn't get rid of it, it will be a disaster sooner or later. If you can go back to the village to take revenge today, you will inevitably think of other hatred tomorrow."

Meng Jiucheng bowed gratitude and said, "Then Mr. Mu and Mr. Chen stayed to guard the temple, and we took fifteen or sixteen people to go."

Da Chou is familiar with the village; Mu Yi is superb in archery skills; Qiao E is extremely powerful and has no seriousness in his attacks, which means he is more ruthless; Mu Xiaowei is weaker, so Chen Daotong doesn’t need to be mentioned, so it’s appropriate to stay and guard the family.

"It's not time to go, let's clean up now and set off immediately." Seeing that everyone had no objection, Meng Jiucheng made the final decision.

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Among the gray white clouds, the deep blue sky was shining. The floating clouds seemed to be the foundation, and the sky seemed to appear by chance.

After coming out of the Taoist temple, everyone walked a long way up the mountain, turned up a ridge, and headed straight for the front village of Wulong Mountain.

The snow was blown by the mountain wind, and sometimes you could see exposed soil and stones. Sometimes you could even get a knee deep with one foot. Crossing mountains and ridges, walking on wild roads. Meng Jiucheng and others only led two mules to carry things. They were all walking on foot in their snow shoes.

Exhaust a thick white fog, and the clear and fresh air poured into the lungs. Meng Jiucheng looked up at the surrounding mountains, and suddenly felt like he was a hiker in later generations. This feeling was complicated. But it can only be said that the mountains were still mountains, and if you don’t look at people, it was no big difference from later generations.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. An ancient poem suddenly popped up in Meng Jiucheng's mind, and a lot of emotion suddenly arose.

The road that was not a road was extended forward. The ugly uncle came to report the news. The footprints left were still there, although some were covered by the scraped snow dust.

"Brother Cheng." Da Chou turned around and whispered to Meng Jiucheng mysteriously: "Ma Si is to find trouble for the Wang Dahou, one is to avenge his grudges, and the other may have other intentions."

Oh, Meng Jiucheng was stunned for a moment, blinked and asked, "What's the intention?"

Seeing that the group was not close and there were mules separated, Da Chou continued to lower his voice and said, "Someone in the village said that the king had a treasure heirloom, which was hidden secretly and never showed it to others. He also said that the treasure could shine at night, which was better than a candle."

"That's really a treasure." Meng Jiucheng said, but he didn't agree. The light emitted at night was probably fluorescent and phosphorescent substances. Ancient people didn't understand this and regarded it as a treasure.

What kind of treasures heirlooms are not of much use to Meng Jiucheng. He is not short of money, but he cannot buy food that can survive. Even if he grabs the treasures, it will not be able to solve this difficulty.

"This statement happened more than ten years ago, and Ma Si must have known it." Da Chou still insisted on his guess, "Wang Da Hu is now in his hands, how can he not chase the treasure?"

Meng Jiucheng smiled and said, "How Ma Si forced the Wang Dahou has little to do with us. The most important thing is that in addition to this disaster, the village will be peaceful. The Taoist temple will not have to guard against thieves every day in the future, and it will not be stable."

"Brother Cheng, you don't seem to be very interested in treasures, money, etc." Da Chou was not stupid, he saw Meng Jiucheng's meaning.

"It's not all the same, but it's not very useful now. You can't eat or drink." Meng Jiucheng said: "Of course, you'll still not let it go if you can get it."

Da Zhao grinned and said, "Apart from Ma Si, the treasures will not fall into our hands? There is also the great king, which is not a good thing. The family property and food belong to us. Brother Cheng, is it called eliminating violence and safeguarding the good, and robbing the rich and helping the poor?"

"That must be true!" Meng Jiucheng smiled and beat the local tyrants and divided the land, but the poor people liked the most and could win the hearts of the people.

At that time, the Red Coat Army was able to rise up and sweep across the Central Plains, which had a great relationship with the Jurchens' invasion of the land of the Han people, and the taxes were three times that of several years ago, which led to the people's miserable life.

Of course, Meng Jiucheng also knew that things were not that simple. Without a relatively stable base, if you divide the land, who can farm with peace of mind?

After more than two hours of climbing the mountains and passing through the forest, everyone came to a not-so-steep cliff. The cliff was more than four meters high. It turned out that the pits that the mountain people had cut out were covered with snow, but they could slip out like a slide from top to bottom, but it was not easy to climb from bottom to top.

Fortunately, Meng Jiucheng asked about the situation on the way beforehand and was prepared. He brought several long ropes and tied them to the trees beside him, and slowly went to the plain. In front of him was a forest, passing through the forest and then crossing a stream, and before dark, you could reach Wulongshanqian Village.

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In front of the Wang family's gate in Wulongshan Village, a wooden shelf was erected. On the shelf was Wang Dahu's fat body, his hands were tied behind him. The hair was tied to the wooden shelf was Wang Dahu's hair, and his body was shaking with the cold wind.

Wang Dahu's family was tied up and squatted or sat against the courtyard wall. One of the seven or eight years old boys was Wang Dahu's youngest son, with a frightened face and a tight mouth, not knowing what was going to happen.

After hanging for a long time, Wang Dahu could no longer scream and could only make occasional moans. But his mind was not frozen yet, sad and helpless, fearful and uncomfortable.

The beginning of all pain seemed to be when Wang Dahu woke up from an absurd sleep.

At that time, he had just been awakened by the sunshine from outside, and instinctively reached out to touch the woman next to him. The concubine was still sleeping soundly, with a corner of the sheet covering one of her legs, covering the part above her knees, looking delicate and more like a child.

In her sleep, the concubine twitched in her sleep, slid her hands over her cheeks, licked her lips, and she turned over and fell asleep again.

Wang Dahu looked at the concubine's slender waist and buttocks without emotion. Perhaps because of her age, her delicate skin and moving sleeping posture could not arouse his passion.
Chapter completed!