A round of white bright moon hung in the air like a jade plate, and the whole world seemed very bright. The dirt road was like a white ribbon that lay out in the mountains, and the summer insects hid in the grass by the roadside.

The world seemed very secluded and full of nature, but it was quickly broken by a small team.

Two carriages came slowly from a distance, the cars squeaking and the goods they were carrying seemed not light. Two wheels rolled past a puddle, and the mud and sand splattered, leaving two deep car marks on the ground.

In front and behind the carriage were two men on horseback guards, with a scimitar pinned to their waists, sometimes vigilantly observing the situation, but more often idle.

"It's going to be late soon, so we don't have to walk at night!" The thin man who was riding a horse in front yawned a big yawn, and followed the fat man next to him with emotion.

The fat man was disdainful, glanced at him and said, "Rushing at night is not the same as rushing during the day, I still think it's too hot during the day!" ”

"Although they are all the same, I always feel hairy when I walk at night!" The thin man looked at the dark shadows in the mountains with palpitations, and always felt that they were demons and monsters.

The fat man puffed up his chest, but his round belly was even more eye-catching, and he raised his chin very arrogantly and said: "The gentleman is frank, some demons and monsters jump out, I Zhao Er kill God when he meets God, and Buddha kills Buddha when he meets Buddha!" ”

Creak!

But at this moment, a monkey with a stick in his hand stood in the middle of the road, first danced the stick a few times, and then angrily pointed the stick at them and made a defiant cry.

"Huh...... Where is the wild monkey, I will kill it with a knife, and tonight's supper can be regarded as a fall! The fat man looked at the screaming monkey and triumphantly stepped forward.

As soon as he finished speaking, the thin man next to him grabbed him and motioned him to look around.

He swallowed and foamed secretly, and a layer of cold sweat welled up on his back, but he saw that there were already many people around, there were twenty or thirty people, and each masked man had a weapon in his hand.

"The salt belongs to Jiangfu, and the life is your own! Don't resist if you know each other, think more about your wife, children and mothers at home, our Tianhu Gang only needs salt to die! Just as the four guards were about to make a move, a young man's voice came to their ears.

What a culture!

Zhao Er has encountered many robberies and found that this group of people is the most educated, and their words are more philosophical than those who read. Even if you raise your hands, don't do any more useless counter-pits.

In fact, they knew that the resistance was also in vain, and there were thirty people in the family, and they were all armed with sharp weapons. If you really want to fight, people are seven against one, where is the chance of winning.

Soon, the four of their guards and the two grooms were tied up, and they did nothing too much to them. After the salt was looted from the wagon, they were stuffed into the wagon.

"These people are still too naïve, and if they rob the road on this road, they must be in a catastrophe."

The reason why Zhao Er didn't resist was actually this idea. Jiang Fu has personnel in front and behind this road, and once something really happens, the people who rob the road will definitely face sniping before and after.

Over this small hill, there is the Mingyue Bridge in front, and the Mingyue Bridge is very close to Jiangfu. It is estimated that the people over there will send someone to pick them up, and once they find an abnormality here, the family members and guards of the Jiang Mansion will inevitably come out.

The people of the Heavenly Tiger Gang carried so much salt that no matter which direction they fled, it was impossible to escape.

It's just that he was disappointed that until the morning sun rose, there was still no one to disturb his sweet dream, and the only regret was that his hands were tied and he couldn't twice.

The news soon spread back to the Chen Mansion and reached the ears of Mrs. Jiang.

Boom!

A beautiful teacup was smashed to the ground, and the pretty face looked hideous, and the white teeth clucked. It's okay that the Mingyue Bridge was burned, but I didn't expect that a batch of goods was lost last night.

This road is the only way for them to transport salt, and the salt of Lianzhou will pass through here, so this road has become especially important. In order to ensure the safety of this bridge, they Jiangfu invested a lot of manpower and material resources.

Of course, this kind of investment is not without reason, and what they transport is actually private salt. Compared with the official salt obtained from the Haibei Salt Division, the private salt obtained directly from the salt households will undoubtedly have a lower cost and more lucrative profits.

It's just that who would have thought that the way of transporting salt, which has always been peaceful, moved last night and there were two situations in succession. This way of transporting salt was destroyed, and a batch of salt was looted.

These two fists undoubtedly hit their Jiang Mansion in the chest, even if she has never cared about business matters, she is still feeling pain for Jiang Fu's loss.

"Steward Zhao, go and call all the people in the house, let's go to Changlin Village, I want to see what this villain wants to do!" Mrs. Jiang finally couldn't swallow this breath, and immediately ordered Steward Zhao.

But I couldn't imagine that it was Lin Haoran who came to the door to ask about the teacher, but now she went to someone to ask the teacher for the crime, it is really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.

"Madam, I'm afraid the salt robbery was not done by the people of Changlin Village!" Steward Zhao frowned and said carefully.

"Didn't you say yesterday that they burned the bridge?" Mrs. Jiang glared at him angrily.

"They may have burned the Mingyue Bridge, but the salt should not have been robbed by them. The salt was robbed on the side of the Mingyue Bridge, and if it wanted to be transported back to Changlin Village, it had to pass through the ghost gate wall, but it was an extremely difficult cliff to climb. Steward Zhao shook his head slightly and said the basis for his judgment.

Indeed, a river separates Changlin Village from Jiangcun. The stone bridge in front of Mingyue Bridge, Pingyang Bridge, and Changlin Village open three passages for this village, but Mingyue Bridge is a dead end, there is almost no road from Changlin Village to Mingyue Bridge, and it is also dangerous and abnormal.

"It's not that villain, who else can there be, hurry up and call someone!" Mrs. Jiang trusted her instincts, gritted her teeth and commanded.

Steward Zhao saw that she had made up her mind, and when she ordered her to go, she summoned the people of the Jiang Mansion. After hesitating for a moment, he sent someone to inspect the ward of the inspection department to make a sound, just in case.

Jiang Yuebai was originally in the room to warm the book, this extremely talented boy brother is actually very diligent, and he plans to try his shame in tomorrow's township. It's just that after hearing about this, he also got into the carriage, and he also wanted to meet the nerd who had been toyed with and applauded by him.

After a while, a group of people and horses set off from Jiangcun and headed towards Changlin Village.

If it was in the past, Mrs. Jiang would never have imagined that she would step into that kind of dirty mountain village. But this time, she couldn't bear the evil anger in her heart, and planned to go there to ask the teacher.