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The Tenth Son, Rising Sun Slope, was a historical site. According to legends, 3,000 years ago, there was a mountain city called Rising Sun.

Each of the ten families in the city had a son.

On this day, the old people of the ten households were all gathered together, chatting. Suddenly, they wanted to go out of the mountain and take a look.

Their sons carried them on their backs as they walked out. As a result, they encountered a mountain collapse, causing the elderly and their sons to perish.

The city of Ruyang had become a city of widows. These widows were pregnant and gave birth to ten sons not long after. They were able to keep their father on fire.

Of course, this story was somewhat exaggerated and did not seem real. It was very crude.

However, it was indeed recorded in a classic book, so the Tenth Son, Ru Yang, was passed down as a filial piety land. Everyone who came here should visit the Bodhisattva Temple on the hillside, wishing their parents a long life and also allowing their descendants to live as long as possible.

To put it bluntly, someone had set up a temple on the hillside to collect money.

It's just that people all long to bless their families, so one willing to fight one willing to accept, the temple's incense also flourished.

Since it was called Slope, of course there would be a very large hillside.

At the bottom of the hill was the mountain road, and at the other side of the road, there were five hundred meters of precipices.

On the hillside is a circle of money temple, called Yu Hua Temple.

Previously, this temple had been quite famous for a few years, because there was a serious and big monk in the temple who was a fanatic of flowers.

Hua Chi was definitely a hype! Everyone thought so.

However, this was not the case.

It was said that the family had abandoned him, placed a bunch of flowers on his chest, and then dumped him in the snow.

The Elder Wen Garden of the Rainflower Temple was originally an esteemed monk of the Shaolin Temple. However, when they reached the Rainflower Temple, they loved the scenery here. Thus, they stayed here all the time, becoming an elder after a long time.

Wen Yuan picked up the infant in the snow and carried him away.

There was wind that day, the wind blew the petals away, and the petals danced with the wind.

Wen Yuan originally thought that the child in his arms was frozen stiff. He didn't expect that he would open his eyes at this moment and smile foolishly at the flying petals in the sky.

The Wen Yuan was very surprised. This child was probably not even a full year old. Now that it was so cold, he actually didn't cry and laughed instead?

Wen Yuan also laughed and said indifferently:

"Flower Descends, Relay, Snowfall, Stick, Sick …" This bouquet is probably left to you by your family. It is not a form of companionship, but a grave, a flower burial. The one who abandoned you thought you were going to die. So this is a funeral flower for you! Sigh, yet you're still smiling at it. Are you still thinking about your family? Idiot! Very silly! Henceforth, you shall be called Hua Chi. I shall be your master and raise you. "

The story was vivid.

When it reached everyone's ears, it became a scene.

Many people wanted to go up the mountain and take a look at this infatuation.

Hua Chi was obviously not an infant anymore. After thirty years, he had become a real, proper monk.

1.8 meters tall with a weight of 200 pounds, he was not fat at all because he was a true monk with all the muscles in his body!

The monk was also a legend.

It was said that Hua Chi had been training in the back mountain with his master since he was young, for twenty-seven years straight. Only until his master passed away three years ago did he lock himself up in a room, reciting the teachings of Buddha every day to avoid worldly affairs.

If it wasn't for a meal, perhaps he wouldn't have come out at all.

However, if he didn't see anyone, then the abbot of the Rainflower Temple wouldn't let him live here.

He could only be like a Buddha statue, being visited frequently. However, when viewed from afar, he could not be insulted. This brought a lot of profit to the temple.

Since he was being passive, of course, Hua Chi had never displayed his martial arts, so it was a legend to say that he was a monk.

Along the way, Yang Mu listened to the driver, Old Zhao, narrate these things.

He listened but did not hear about the bandits, thus he interrupted the questioning. Old Zhao then got to the point.

"The nest of those bandits is now the Rainflower Temple. They set up some fortifications on the mountain that formed the mountain stronghold with the temple as the center. Then they built a barricade at the bottom of the hill. If you want to pass them, you have to give them a confession. There aren't many roads up the mountain, so if you don't want to climb up, you can only go through them. "

"Oh, looks like if I want to be a good bandit, I have to choose a good mountain top and settle down. I understand, I understand."

"…"

The other three were speechless. Looking at Yang Mu's enthusiasm, it seemed that he really wanted to become a bandit?

The car drove slowly forward, but the distance was short, and they reached it in the time it took to speak.

Yang Mu stood up from the carriage and took a look. There were indeed several roadblocks in front of him.

A dozen meters away from the hillside, there were piles of large wooden logs and rocks. It was probably used when someone wanted to force their way in.

"Old Zhao, you've run back and forth four or five times, right? We're already mature enough. "

A small bandit with a gun on his shoulder came forward to speak, looking very polite.

Everyone had just become bandits not too long ago, so their attitude wasn't exactly correct. Frankly speaking, it was because they weren't professional enough.

From Yang Mu's point of view, a professional bandit should have a vicious expression on his face. He first said, "I will be the one driving this road. If you want to cross over from then on, leave behind the money needed to buy the road!"

There wasn't even such a cut, which was a bit lacking in atmosphere.

Old Zhao had already talked to the young bandit leader.

"Brother Bai, I'm just running errands for the boss. The boss brought a lot of supplies before, but when we entered the mountain, there was a series of car accidents, so all the supplies didn't come in."

"Sure, how much later is there? Why don't we brothers bring our cars and go with you to get it? "

"Brother Bai, you must be joking. What you guys are doing is doing nothing. If you were like me, wouldn't the rules be broken?"

"Hahaha, Old Zhao, your words are really interesting …" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Where did this beauty come from? And it's even two! "

The boy surnamed Bai finally saw Pan Feng and Fang He sitting in the back of the car.

Old Zhao and Yang Mu looked at each other through the small window at the back of the driver's seat with an apologetic expression.

He didn't want to cause trouble. He had already warned Yang Mu before, so once they arrived at this place, everything would need to be settled by Yang Mu himself.

"I heard that you are bandits, let me make a robbery. What treasures do you have on the mountain? Prepare all the good food and good drinks." Oh, by the way, how many women are there on the mountain? I'll rob a pervert while I'm at it. "

Whitey's eyes were originally wide open because of the beauty. When it heard Yang Mu's words, its eyeballs nearly popped out.

"Kid, are you alright? Do you know our identities? "

"I know, I know, aren't they bandits?"

"You know we're bandits, what are you doing?"

"Robbing you guys, while we're at it."

"You … How many of you are there? "

"Three, me and these two girls."

When the kids heard this, they all started laughing. One of them was even rolling on the ground, laughing so hard that he had to cover his stomach.

After laughing for three minutes, Whitey's expression suddenly turned cold. It snorted and said, "Alright, since that's the case, then I'll first invite you up the mountain and see what abilities you have."

Lil 'White waved his hand and a few kids behind him rushed into the car. Their faces were full of smiles as they pounced on the two women.

Yang Mu's expression didn't change at all.

After training for a few days, it was time to test them out and see how strong the two women were.

"Beep..."

A series of sounds.

Lil 'White was dumbfounded again as he stood underneath the car.

His subordinates had all been knocked off the car. After getting off the car, they lay on the ground and couldn't move. They were basically all broken, and the ones who did it were those two seemingly weak and delicate girls.

"Great!" "You really have some skills!"

Lil 'White picked up the gun in his hand and, before he could get rid of the safety, a golden light flashed and the gun flew out.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" So painful!

He quickly took his hand away and saw that his palm was full of blood. Then a cold wind rose up from his nose and the blood ran down his mouth.

Not far away, a fallen lackey shouted:

"Brother White, your nose is gone!" "Nose!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Wu Zhi wants to compete?"

He wanted to say, "My nose."

At this time, Yang Mu jumped out of the car, walked over and kicked Whitey in the face. Then, he moved away from the roadblock and said to the driver, Old Zhao:

"Master Zhao, you go first. I'll go up the mountain to see how we can become bandits. We'll meet again in the future. Thank you for sending us off."

After being stunned for a moment, the driver, Old Zhao, hurriedly started the car and left. He didn't even dare to bid farewell to Yang Mu.

This bastard even dared to rob a bandit, what kind of person is he? He was so scared that he lost his life! Hurry up and run!

Watching Master Zhao leave, Yang Mu smiled faintly and headed upwards.

In the past, the two girls had easily given the boy two heart-piercing kicks. Now, they wouldn't be able to get up for a short period of time.

The three of them continued to climb upwards.

As Yang Mu walked, he observed the terrain.

The slope was not steep, and there were steps.

However, the steps were long and curved.

The two sides of the stairs were covered by dense forest, so it was impossible to see the Rainflower Temple.

After walking like this for almost ten minutes, a wooden wall of three meters tall appeared.

This was the main entrance. Behind the wall, there were also wooden scouting posts, which were also small guard towers. It really looked like a bandit's mountain stronghold.

Yang Mu was quite interested. He felt that this was a peaceful and good place.

At this moment, Pan Feng caught up and patted Yang Mu's shoulder.

"Should we go up directly or go around and sneak in?"

"Just leave. It's not like I'm a professional bandit. I'm just a motley crowd."

"But look at the sentry over there, he still has a sniper rifle."

"It's fake."

"Huh?"

"I said it was a fake toy gun."

Yang Mu had already dispatched his Fourth Grade Huang to scout inside, and was able to understand the situation.

When Pan Feng heard that it was a fake sniper rifle, she didn't have anything to worry about.

"We're going to observe them first. After all, we still have to go to the fort, so we're only going to observe them."

With Yang Mu's words, it didn't take him much effort to walk to the entrance of the village and exclaim, "Eh?!"

"What is it?" "

"Pan Feng noticed Yang Mu's surprise."

"Eh, it's nothing. There seems to be someone I've met before in this stronghold."