Drive!

With a loud drink, the whip was thrown out, but it did not fall on the galloping horse.

The coachman was a man of about 40 years old, with curly muscles. At this time, he was long and opened his clothes, allowing the cool wind to fall on his broad chest.

"My guest, there is a hundred thousand mountains ahead. Only an old hand like me dares to pass here. Ordinary coachman dare not take this road." the coachman said in a triumphant voice. As soon as his voice fell, there was another whiplash.

"Good skill!"

The curtain of the car behind him was lifted, revealing a young man with an ordinary face and a smile.

Seeing the young man's praise, the coachman became more and more proud and threw out a whip and said, "it's not me. I'm wang Fugui, but I'm a first-class handle. The charge is expensive, but it's definitely worth it."

With a smile on his face, the young man nodded and said, "that's natural. The so-called money for goods is expensive. He has his own reason for being expensive."

"Ha ha, my guest, you scholars can still talk!" Wang Fugui laughed and threw out the whip, very proud.

The carriage galloped and gradually turned from the official road to the forest path. The road was muddy and potholes. The trees on both sides of the road covered the sun and the light was dim.

The speed of the carriage gradually slowed down.

Suddenly, there was a big tree in front of the road. I don't know who cut it off. It crossed the road and blocked the way of the carriage.

As soon as Wang Fugui pulled the reins and the horse hissed, the man stood up and stopped directly.

Then, before Wang Fugui said anything, he saw four or five people jumping out of the tree in front of him.

"I planted this tree and opened this road. If you want to live from now on, stay and buy road wealth!"

A sharp voice sounded, and several people were holding bright knives and swaggering.

Wang Fugui didn't get off. He was still sitting in the carriage. He just frowned at several robbers and said after a long time, "are you from that mountain?"

Several robbers sneered. They walked forward two steps and shouted: "take care of our mountain. If you want to live, leave the money. Otherwise, hey, Grandpa's knife is not vegetarian."

Wang Fugui was amused, shook his whip and said with a sneer, "it seems that you don't know my name."

"I don't care what whip king and gun king you are. In short, it falls in the hands of our brothers. It's bad luck for you. If you know the truth, hand over the money quickly."

Wang Fugui shook his head, jumped down from his horse and went straight to the people.

"For the sake of having the same bowl of rice, I'll spare you this time. Don't get out of here quickly." Wang Fugui said coldly.

"Why don't you roll?" the man with the knife sneered: "you're a coachman. Dare you be a great Xia? You're afraid of death."

Wang Fugui shook his head again. His face showed cruelty. The long side of his hand suddenly shook. A big whip fell from the sky and fell directly on the man's head.

Before the man could react, the whip had fallen on his neck. With a little pull, the whole head flew into the sky, and the blood rushed several feet high.

"Mommy!" the others turned around and ran away, only hating that their parents had two legs less.

Wang Fugui didn't chase him either. After kicking away the body, he threw a whip. The big tree on the ground rose in response and was thrown aside by the whip.

"Let's go, my guest!" Wang Fugui jumped into the carriage and sneered.

The young man still smiled and asked, "I just heard you say, eat the same bowl of rice? What do you mean?"

Wang Fugui smiled darkly and said, "since you have found it, what else do you ask? Let's go."

"Where are you going?" the young man asked with a slight movement of his fingers.

"Naturally, I went up the mountain with me!" Wang Fugui said impatiently, "if master Xiong didn't have to find a scholar, I wouldn't bother to pull you so far."

The young man asked casually, "what master bear?"

"Hum, have you ever seen a big black bear who can talk and bathe every day? After going up the mountain, take good care of master bear, otherwise he will eat you." Wang Fugui said impatiently. Then he shook his whip and the carriage moved again.

The young man's eyes showed a strange color, but his fingers were taken back.

A big black bear who can talk to people? significant.

The young man is Yang Xuan. There is still some time before the forgotten land is opened. He simply doesn't fly. Instead, he finds a carriage to enjoy the scenery along the way.

But it's a surprise to find someone on the road.

As for the big black bear who can speak human words, why did he have a very familiar feeling.

Wang Fugui maintained his profound cultivation and was not afraid of Yang Xuan's escape. He drove the carriage all the way, twisting and turning. After a long time, he turned into a bandit stronghold halfway up the mountain.

Before the stronghold gate, the bandit guarding the gate saw Wang Fugui's carriage, greeted it and let it go directly.

Wang Fugui didn't get out of the car and drove his carriage straight to a simple but spacious hall.

After getting off the bus, his younger brother rushed the carriage to one side, but he took Yang Xuan into the hall.

There were four or five people in the hall at this time. The first one saw Wang Fugui and said with a smile, "the sixth brother is back. Is this the scholar you caught?"

He looked at Yang Xuan.

Wang Fugui arched his hand and said, "fortunately, I can finally make a job!"

After looking at Yang Xuan, the leader felt satisfied, nodded and said, "not bad. I think uncle Xiong should be satisfied."

Wang Fugui murmured, "I don't know why Uncle Xiong is crazy. He has to find a scholar. It's really."

The leader looked serious and said, "the sixth brother can't talk nonsense. Uncle Xiong naturally has his reason. If he listens to this, his pair of bear claws may be acceptable to the sixth brother?"

Wang Fugui was excited all over. Obviously, he thought of something and couldn't say any more.

They didn't take Yang Xuan seriously and said a few words. They took Yang Xuan back to the mountain together.

"Brother, my name is Hong Lu. What do you call me?" the leader was polite and asked Yang Xuan as he walked.

"Ye Fan!" Yang Xuan said casually.

"Brother ye, maybe we will be a family in the future. If the sixth brother offends, please forgive me!" Hong Lu said with a smile.

Wang Fugui glanced at his mouth and said nothing.

The others looked different, but they didn't object to Hong Lu's words.

After a few turns, we came to the outside of a cave.

After his mind dispersed slightly, Yang Xuan was suddenly stunned, then his face was strange, and his eyes were full of strange colors.

Hong Lu walked two steps forward, stood in front of the cave, looked respectful and said loudly, "Uncle Xiong, are you always there? We've found the scholar you want."

After shouting twice, there was no reaction in the cave.

Hong Lu looked awkwardly at the brothers behind him, made a helpless expression, and then turned around and said loudly: "Uncle Xiong, are you in there? The scholar you want has come. How to deal with it?"

There was still no response in the cave.

When several robber bosses looked at each other, a voice suddenly came out of the cave: "what's the noise? Uncle Ben was taking a bath just now."

With the voice, the ground began to shake, and then a tall dark figure came out.