This villain has become a ghost

The rain stopped.

The last drop of rain quietly slid down the eaves of the dilapidated temple, dripping onto the stone steps with a sharp sound. The first rays of morning light filtered through the broken roof, casting a mottled light on the temple floor.

The sound of horse hooves came from far away, as rapid as drumbeats, echoing in the empty valley, sounding particularly harsh.

Yue Liuyun's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Boatman: “…”

No, no, no, please don’t let your hands shake!

Is that your hand that's shaking? It's my life!

"They are coming! They are coming!" the boatman shouted with a mixed look of joy and surprise on his face.

Nangong Wanqing murmured softly: "Oh no..."

Qiu Shuangwan immediately pulled out three more muskets, hurriedly loaded them with ammunition, and handed them to the two men. Judging from the sound of horse hooves, there must be quite a few people coming, so hot weapons might be useful at this time.

Yue Liuyun stared coldly at the boatman and asked in a cold voice, "...Are you stalling for time?"

The boatman was in tears.

God can tell you!

He really didn't!

Realizing that Yue Liuyun really had murderous intentions, the boatman trembled with fear and said, "...Miss, don't kill me, I really didn't know they would come! What I just said is true! Don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves stopped abruptly, followed by a noisy sound of people and horses neighing.

Qiu Shuangwan gripped the musket tightly in his hand and said in a deep voice, "There's no point in being afraid. The worst that can happen is a fight."

It’s not like we haven’t been besieged before.

Yue Liuyun took the lead in escorting the boatman out of the ruined temple, Qiu Shuangwan and Nangong Wanqing followed closely behind, and the three of them stared outside with intent eyes.

...Although I know that most of the people outside are not good people and may not necessarily care about their companions, it is always good to have some chips in hand.

There was a huge crowd of people outside, all dressed casually and looking very ruffian, but holding all kinds of sharp weapons in their hands, even arrows and crossbows.

The man in the middle was riding a tall horse, his long hair was tied up high, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his face was tough and handsome, and he was a young man with a very wild aura.

Judging from his aura and position, he seemed to be the leader of this group.

It was too dark and raining heavily before, but now I can see clearly that the ruined temple is surrounded by low jungle and there is a tall platform standing not far away, which complements the pier we passed before.

Yue Liuyun's heart skipped a beat.

This place should be connected to their camp.

I didn't expect to walk straight into a den of thieves.

The surroundings were cold and desolate. The dilapidated temple was crumbling after being ravaged by rain. Inside the door were the ancient temple gods and Buddhas that had long been in ruins. Three people stood at the door, holding the boatman hostage in their hands. Outside the door was a large number of people and horses surrounding it.

The leading young man cast his gaze towards the three people, narrowed his eyes, swung his sword in a sword flower, leaned on his horse, and seemed to feel bored, and said:

"...Why are there three women?"

At this moment, the bearded man next to the young man grinned and said:

"What's wrong with women? Aren't we lacking women right now? Besides... these three women are all good-looking."

"Really? Look at this little thing, so delicate and tender, hahahaha..."

After he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter from the group. The murderous intent in their heart seemed to fade away. They looked at the three of them with naked eyes, and teasing sounds came one after another.

Nangong Wanqing sneered. She never liked being stared at with such hostility. Anyone who had offended her would have been killed without a trace left. She stroked the musket in her hand and was about to attack when Qiu Shuangwan stopped her.

calm down.

Qiu Shuangwan looked at the arrows and crossbows in their hands with fear.

With so many people, if a fight really breaks out, even with muskets in hand, it will be very dangerous.

Nangong Wanqing also realized that she had been impulsive, and quickly calmed down and stepped back.

Tolerance charge: 10%.

The group of people shamelessly teased the three people with words, but the young man in the lead glanced at the group behind him and said:

"Everyone, please pay attention."

"...I've already said that we won't commit murder, rape, or looting. Bullying women is nothing."

The young man seemed to have a very high prestige among them. With just a casual glance, the teasing of those people subsided.

There was a flash of surprise in Yue Liuyun's eyes, and Nangong Wanqing and Qiu Shuangwan also paused.

The boatman's mouth had been stuffed long ago, and he could only make "mumbling" sounds. There was a sword across his neck, and he dared not move.

Yue Liuyun took in their attire, conversation, and expressions, and seemed lost in thought.

She said calmly:

"Are you bandits?"

Ordinary people would probably be scared to death when seeing their swords, but these three seemingly weak and beautiful women were not afraid. Instead, one had murderous intent on her face, one stared straight at the weapons in their hands, and one was so calm that no one knew what she was thinking.

The young man had not looked at their appearance carefully at first, but now he suddenly looked at them with great interest.

When his eyes swept over Yue Liuyun, he paused for a moment, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, the young man laughed out loud, his face full of arrogance, and said:

"So what?"

"Although I don't bully women, since you're on my territory, you're my people!"

"Just stay here!"

Someone among the followers immediately revealed a malicious smile. Although they didn't dare to speak out, the look in their eyes was really annoying.

Nangong Wanqing's tolerance level: 30%.

At this moment, the boatman suddenly felt the restraints on his mouth being untied, and he gasped for air. Yue Liuyun gave the boatman a look and raised his sword threateningly.

The boatman's legs went weak and he trembled as he shouted, "...Boss, boss, let them go! Otherwise they will kill me!"

The young man didn't seem to care, and even glanced at the boatman with disdain, saying:

"A few women scared you like this, do you really think they would kill someone?"

Even if she is braver than ordinary people, she looks like a lady from an aristocratic family, dressed like a lady. She spends her days playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even if she knows some swordsmanship, it is just fancy moves. How could she kill people?

The boatman was about to cry but had no tears: "..."

They can, they can do it very well!

Why don’t you take a look, there’s a dead body lying inside!

Yue Liuyun frowned.

...These people don't seem to be bad bandits. If they really killed the boatman, a fight would be inevitable. Now they are in their lair. They are outnumbered and the probability of winning is very small. They will definitely not gain the upper hand if a fight breaks out.

The boatman cannot be killed.

But if they are not killed, it will not serve as a deterrent, the negotiations will not be successful, and they will not be able to leave.

Yue Liuyun thought for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyes and looked directly at him, then slowly opened her lips and said:

"...You are bandits, but as far as I know, General Qi Sha and General Chang Geng are about to arrive in Quanzhou."

"If we knew there were bandits in this area, we would definitely not ignore them and would choose to suppress them."