Chapter 132
All sounds have ceased, leaving only the sound of wind and snow. No, it can't be said to be absolutely quiet. The solitary bird on the ground is hugging its legs, letting out mournful cries like a child crying for its parents.
Cheng Dali slightly furrowed his brow.
Qin Man swung his sword and thrust it into Dan Fei's mouth, piercing through the bone and coming out from the back of his head, with blood seeping out and staining the stone slab red.
At this moment, all sounds have ceased.
Everyone's gaze fell on Qin Man, and then simultaneously turned to Cheng Dairen. He had just arrived and killed someone, and it was with such cruelty. Although most of the people present were extremely evil, they still felt a chill when they saw Single Fly's dead body.
"A few lines of green hills and fields, countless desolate mounds in the north. The previous generation's land is harvested by the next, it's said to be a struggle between dragons and tigers."
In the silence of the ravens and sparrows, the old Taoist's voice suddenly rang out, looking at Cheng Dairen with a smile.
"So young, should be the master of Frog Village?"
Cheng Dalai's gaze shifted onto Lao Dao's body, sizing him up from head to toe, and suddenly asked: "What's your surname?"
"My surname is Guo."
Cheng Dali's eyes lit up: "Debin?"
Lao Dao's face was filled with confusion: "Grass character annoys people, calls himself Mr. Beidou."
It wasn't until then that the surrounding noise erupted and everyone's eyes were fixed on Cheng Dairen as he whispered to each other.
"He is that devil from Qingniu Mountain!"
"It turns out he came today too, I heard Du Lao Da was taken down by him."
Still burning, killing and looting in Heishi City, they slaughtered a daughter-in-law who had just crossed the threshold.
"But he looks quite ordinary..."
Gao Fei Hu separated the crowd and came to Cheng Da Lei's side, looking at the corpse on the ground, also speechless. How could he just arrive and kill someone? Of course, for a scoundrel like Shan Fei, killing him was just killing him. Even in the green forest where people killed and robbed, they deeply hated and despised flower thieves.
Everyone saw Gaofei Hu standing behind Cheng Dali, and for a moment they were confused. Suddenly, they realized something unbelievable: could it be that Qingniu Mountain was no longer controlled by Gaofei Hu? Was this young man, Cheng Dali, now in charge?
He came and sat in the first chair, which is obviously self-proclaimed as the leader of Youzhou's Green Forest Road, and it is clear that he does not put himself in the entire Youzhou's Jianghu heroes, including the Fow Tiger Mountain Xiong Lao Da who has not yet appeared.
Let him be arrogant for now, let's see how long he can remain so. They say a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but in the end it will still die in the tiger's mouth.
Cheng Dalai actually didn't have that intention, he just didn't understand why this era made such a fuss about a chair. He simply didn't want to show off outside.
Before that, Gao Fei had introduced the situation of Youzhou Green Forest Road to him. For this single flight, Da Lei also knew something about it. Killing was just killing, and there was no great psychological burden.
His mind was preoccupied with today's events, when he suddenly felt the surroundings quiet down. Cheng Dairei subconsciously lifted his head and saw a group of people coming from afar in the northwest direction.
In the middle of this group, there was a car with a stout and ugly man sitting on it, covered with tiger skin, and two men standing behind him, one on each side, carrying axes.
The most astonishing thing was that the cart was not pulled by a horse, but by a black bear. The black bear wore a harness and had scars all over its body, while the driver whipped it repeatedly with a whip.
Cheng Dairen subconsciously thought of standing up, his throat moving with saliva. Who is this? Not to mention anything else, this black bear is too handsome. How can one tame a black bear as a mount? This entrance method is really too domineering. Compared to others, it's like heaven and earth. And that tiger skin, I remember Shan Chai also hunted an old tiger, why not think of turning the tiger skin into a cushion?
No need to say anything, this person's name has already come out.
Fútú Shān's number one master Hei Xuánfēng Sūn Dàn, known in Jianghu as Xióng Lǎodà.
Xiong Lao Da had not yet gotten off the car, when a crowd of people came to welcome him. The Ma family father and son, as well as Dog Brother and Mouse Brother, all stood in a row, behaving themselves.
Cheng Dali didn't move from his spot.
"Boss Bear!"
"Boss, you've lost weight recently, I dug up a hundred-year-old ginseng and gave it to you to supplement."
"Boss Xiong, I'm Hei Wa, do you still remember me?"
It was a chaotic scene, and only those who were considered to be of high social status or had a good reputation dared to step forward and speak up. Some people, aware of their lowly status, didn't dare to come forward and speak, instead standing at the back with their heads bowed and hands hanging down.
Xiong Lao Da didn't respond to anyone's greeting and walked straight into the Wind and Rain Pavilion, his eyes scanning around before finally landing on Cheng Da Lei.
Everyone around watched this scene, with a hint of schadenfreude in their hearts. What kind of temper does Bear Big have? Can he tolerate this? With just a slight movement of his finger, he could crush Cheng Daren to death. Hmph, you're so arrogant and dared to provoke Bear Big, it's your own fault.
Xiong Lao Da's huge head was pressed in front of Cheng Da Lei, his eyes staring straight at him. Being stared at by someone so close made Cheng Da Lei feel a bit embarrassed, mainly because Xiong Lao Da looked too ugly.
Skin as black as coal, face like tree bark, nasal hair sticking out of nostrils, hair scattered behind the head.
Cheng Dalai endured for a long time, finally raised his hand and pointed at Xiong Lao Da, saying nervously: "You... have eye dirt."
"...the masses."
Xiong Lao Da was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and burst out laughing. Cheng Dairen covered his ears in embarrassment: "Laughter is even more unbearable than crying."
"Die."
An axe swung down, clanging loudly. Qin Man used his knife to deflect it and stepped forward, standing in front of Cheng Darui, his eyes locked with Xiong Lao Da's in a fierce stare.
"Stay." Cheng Dairen suddenly stood up at this time.
Everyone secretly paid: This person is ultimately afraid of Bear Old, but at this moment begging for mercy may be a bit too late.
"Qin Man, bring me my big axe. This one's for me to deal with." Cheng Dairen jumped out of the pavilion and made a come-hither gesture at Xiong Lao Da.
Everyone was stunned: it turned out that he wasn't begging for mercy, but wanted to fight against Bear Old Big himself.
Cheng Dairen was overjoyed to have finally met someone who, like himself, used an axe. The only difference being that the other person wielded a double-handed axe, while Cheng Dairen used a single-handed one. Cheng Dairen also wanted to clash with his opponent and hopefully seize both his tiger skin and black bear pelt.
"Be careful, boss." Qin Man handed the axe to Cheng Dairen and whispered.
"Don't worry." Cheng Dairen had already seen it earlier, this bear old man was also a top-notch mountain bandit, and his strength was not weaker than Qin Man. With his own three-board axe, the opponent would be helpless within three moves, so he instructed: "Qin Man, you can take action after three moves."
"I understand."
Xiong Lao Da was somewhat dazed, who is this madman, actually daring to fight with me. Never mind, kill one and be done with it, anyway, his axe won't lack a ghost head like him.
"Two heroes, slow down your hands, slow down your hands." At this moment, a brocade-clad man led a team of people from outside, with a smile all over his face: "I am Li Shanxian, the military strategist under the throne of Youzhou King. Two heroes, listen to my advice and don't fight, so as not to hurt the harmony between the two families."
