Peerless Young Master

The snowflakes came quietly and silently covered the majestic Black Dragon Mountain.

The morning light was obscured by thick clouds, and the sky and the earth were covered in silver. The clouds and snowflakes intertwined, blurring the outlines of the distant mountains, and the branches were covered with crystal icicles.

On the rugged and winding mountain road, a group of figures walked slowly, digging deep snow pits with every step. They were wearing thick cotton coats and had heavy bags on their shoulders.

Snowflakes fell on their shoulders, gradually accumulating into a thin layer of snow. The biting cold wind kept howling, and many people were shivering with cold, their exposed fingers frozen stiff.

"This snow is falling at a really bad time. Can't it snow after we go back?"

Da Mo cursed, grabbed the sack on his shoulder with one hand, put the other hand to his mouth and blew air, then put it to his chest, using the body temperature to restore the temperature of his palm.

"Everyone, be careful. It's snowing heavily and the road is hard to see clearly. Don't fall." Xiao Yidao frowned. It would take several hours to reach the village. This trip was really unlucky.

Then he looked at Xiao Xuan: "Ah Xuan, are you okay?"

Xiao Xuan shook her head: "Dad, I'm fine, it's not a big deal, the important thing is to go back now."

"Everyone, work harder. Once we get over this mountain, there will be a place to rest ahead. We can get some firewood and start a fire to warm ourselves up before continuing on our way." Xiao Yidao encouraged everyone. Even he could hardly stand this kind of horrible weather, let alone these people.

After a while, everyone came to a small valley, put down the food on their shoulders, and began to shake their bodies. Many people breathed out hot air and jumped on the spot to relieve their stiff bodies.

Xiao Yidao found a pile of dry firewood, carefully arranged it into a circle, took out a flint from his arms, and gently rubbed it with the long knife. Sparks flew and a wisp of fine green smoke rose.

The flames spread rapidly in an instant, and the golden flames jumped in the snow. People gathered around, their faces flushed by the flames, but they didn't feel the heat, and their bodies gradually recovered.

Brush, brush.

Just when everyone was peacefully roasting the fire, a dozen bandits surrounded them. The leader was a one-eyed man, who shouted sternly: "Hand over the food, or I will kill you for food."

Everyone stood up, drew their weapons, and looked at the bandits warily. Even though they were about the same in number, they would definitely be no match for them if a real fight broke out.

These people have been able to survive from the chaotic periphery until now. Regardless of their strength, their combat effectiveness must be strong.

After all, they are so weak that they are dead.

Xiao Yidao frowned, thinking that good fortune never comes alone and misfortune never comes singly: "We have no food and are just hiding here to avoid the snow. Please be merciful and help us."

"What's in those bags? Open them for me." The one-eyed man suddenly saw more than a dozen heavy sacks, which must be filled with something.

It's so cold, and so many people are carrying these things. They are either food or valuables.

You can also exchange it for food at Black Cliff.

"Everyone, we are all from Black Dragon Mountain. Please give me some face and pretend that you didn't see anything." Xiao Yidao didn't want to kill anyone.

"Pooh"

The one-eyed dragon spat and said contemptuously: "Who do you think you are? I have killed several groups of people like you. You attach so much importance to these bags, it seems that there must be some valuable treasures hidden in them."

"Brothers, kill them and the baby will be ours."

"huhu"

A dozen or so bandits behind him moved at the sound, like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, and drew out their sharp blades. The blades flashed a cold light in the cold wind, reflecting their hideous faces.

They roared, snow flying under their feet, and approached the crowd with great momentum.

Xiao Yidao's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent. Since the other party was looking for death, it was no wonder that he was not to blame: "You guys take care of the food, and leave these people to us."

"How arrogant! You three really want to fight us! You're really overestimating yourselves!"

The one-eyed dragon took the lead, with greed and ruthlessness flashing in his one eye. The big knife in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air and headed straight for Xiao Yidao.

Then the knife missed, and the next second, the knife in his hand disappeared. Before he could react, his head flew out, blood splattered, and melted the snow.

These people are just bandits. They can scare ordinary people, but they are no match for Xiao Yidao and his two companions.

They were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, killing them in a few moves.

"It's not safe here anymore. The smell of blood will inevitably attract other people. Let's pack up and leave quickly." Xiao Yidao kicked the snow with his foot, which landed accurately on the fire and extinguished the flames.

Afterwards, the group carried sacks and walked on the mountain road again.

On the way, Xiao Yidao fixed his eyes and looked in one direction, but did not take any action.

Two hours later, they finally arrived at the territory of Hanlan Village.

When Gao Quan saw these people, his eyes fell directly on the heavy sacks. These were not grains, but pure silver.

He walked over and said with a smile: "Master Xiao is really powerful. He gave away so much food at once. We can definitely make a lot of money this time."

"These grains, a total of 500 kilograms, are enough for those villages to survive the days when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. It was not easy to go down the mountain this time, and we almost couldn't come back. I don't think Village Chief Gao will let me down," Xiao Yidao said lightly.

Gao Quan smiled and said, "Of course, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"We still need to hurry back to the village, so I'll take my leave now. As for the silver, I'll send someone to get it in half a month. I'll trouble you then, Village Chief Gao."

"No problem, everything is fine."

After a cup of tea, Xiao Yidao and the other two left the territory of Hanlan Village.

Gao Quan laughed out loud when he saw so much food. He called one of his men and asked him to put down the sack. He opened the rope of the sack to reveal the white rice inside: "We are rich, we are going to make a fortune this time."

"Let's go back to the village"

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On the way back to the village, Xiao Xuan said, "Dad, I noticed that someone was monitoring us along the way, and they disappeared when we reached the territory of Hanlan Village."

"Dad knows. It's Gao Quan's people. Otherwise, how do you think he would know when we will arrive and why he would be waiting for us there in advance?" Xiao Yidao knew it a long time ago, otherwise he would have killed the person who was spying on him.

"Gao Quan, he's so happy now. He got so much food all at once. I don't know how much money he made and how much he will give us."

Xiao Xuan muttered, then remembered and asked, "Dad, you said last time that we need a large sum of money, why?"

Xiao Yidao pretended to be mysterious: "Now is not the time to tell you, you will know in a few months."

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After returning to the village, Gao Quan sat on a chair, his eyes flashing, his chin supported by his hand. After a while, he spoke: "Go, notify all the nearby villages and tell them that Hanlan Village has grain for sale, and the highest bidder will get it."

Just as his men were leaving, he suddenly said, "By the way, don't tell Black Wind Village about the sale of grain."