Four Hundred and Seventy Seventh Chapter Chivalrous

Femas is not good at explaining, and it is very troublesome to explain this way, and it can't even understand it. Again, these explanations may not make sense because history is a foregone conclusion.

It was about to say something more, when Old Cha's eyes flashed, and he gestured to it to shut up.

Femas thought to himself, could it be that the young man just left and returned? If that's the case, I'd better leave here as soon as possible.

After quieting down, Femas vaguely heard a faint cry for help coming from the foot of the other side of the mountain.

"What's the matter?" it asked.

Old Cha said briefly: "It may be a thieves blocking the road, I want to take a look!"

Before the words fell, it had already followed the sound and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

Femas was taken aback, suddenly felt something was wrong! The old tea was obviously going down the mountain just now, it was precisely because of its sudden appearance that the old tea was delayed, otherwise, according to the progress, the old tea should have encountered this incident at the foot of the mountain.

Although this timeline is not real, and although history is a foregone conclusion, it does not want to let the old tea who has just parted with the owner add regrets besides the sorrow of parting.

brush! brush!

In the shadow of the woods, the old tea pushed through the weeds, avoided the rocks, and leaped among the rugged mountain roads. It was anxious, and the cries for help became weaker and weaker. It was obvious that someone had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation.

The people in Foshan are fond of martial arts. Not only do martial arts masters come forth in large numbers, but due to the turmoil of the current situation, the people are struggling to survive, and there are also many people who fall into bandits. In addition, Foshan in the Ming and Qing dynasties was a free town, and the government’s ruling power was weak. It became the secret base of many underground organizations in the Jianghu, such as Tiandihui, Hongmen, etc. Although these organizations held high the banner of "righteousness", they were mixed with good and bad people. It is inevitable that there are some people with bad intentions.

The cry for help from the foot of the mountain was shrill and thin. It was clearly a weak woman. Once she fell into the clutches of a strong man, the consequences would be disastrous.

This unnamed hill is lush with vegetation, and the weeds in the mid-autumn season are as high as half a person, and one must be careful to watch out for the hidden snakes and scorpions. Although Lao Cha is agile, the way down the mountain is somewhat difficult. It knows that it should get rid of distracting thoughts and focus on saving people, but the strange things that the dog said just now always appear in its mind, and it is even somewhat fascinated...

Suddenly, a black shadow passed over its head, blocking the bright moonlight, and landed in front of it.

"Old Tea! Jump on my back!" Fimas shouted back, "I'll carry you down the mountain, it's faster!"

At this time, the old tea is not an elf,

It's just a relatively ordinary cat, but all cats are not good at long-distance running, and Feimasi is much better than Laocha in this respect, especially because of its taller body, it has an advantage in running vision.

Old Cha hesitated for a while, then jumped up and jumped onto Fei Masi's back, raised his claws and pointed forward, "That direction!"

The cries for help are intermittent, saving people is like putting out a fire, and old tea cannot be allowed to stick to common etiquette.

Then, a very strange scene appeared—on the forest mountain road illuminated by the full moon, a big wolf dog was galloping with a raccoon cat on its back. , and the other paw guides it.

Lao Cha was surprised to find that Fei Masi seemed to have an excellent jumping ability. Even with it on his back, he could jump up to a height of nearly one foot, and then landed smoothly, jumping over grass nests and rocks. The road down the mountain is like a smooth road.

Whenever he takes off, Laocha can feel the contraction of the muscles of Fei Max's whole body, especially the muscles of the two hind legs. When reaching the highest point in the sky, there is even a faint feeling of flying through the clouds.

The cries for help were already very weak, and both Laocha and Fei Masi could hear a young woman's voice crying.

There is only a cat and a dog on my side. Now that I am near, I must hold my breath and see the situation clearly first. Old Tea silently gestured to Femas, jumped up from its back, jumped up to a hundred-year-old tree, sat among the branches and looked forward.

The moonlight was bright and the visibility was high. About 20 meters in front of the ancient tree, three masked strongmen held steel knives and surrounded a young woman with disheveled hair. The young woman was wearing a black dress with a slanted breast and ingot collar, leaning on a big rock, covering her ankles, her face contorted in pain. She was in pain and fear, her face was covered with sweat, and she looked at the three strong men in horror, her voice was already hoarse.

"Hey, why are you running, little lady? The three of us are not evil spirits who cannibalize people. Look at you, have you sprained your feet from running so fast? Come on, take off your shoes and socks, and big brother will give you a good rub... ..." The masked man at the head flicked his steel knife and smiled maliciously.

"I beg you, please let me go! If you want money, I have some on me. If it is not enough, you can come to my house to get it... As long as you let me go, I will never report to the government..." He fumbled out a few Yuan Datou, held them in his palm and begged.

"Money, we want, people, we also want! Little lady, you can obediently give us to be the wife of the village. When the uprising flag is raised one day, the brothers will be the founding emperors, and you will be the mother of the world, little lady, haha !"

The three masked men teased the poor weak woman with one word after another, and kept looking at her with lewd eyes. They expected that no one would come to rescue her in the middle of the night in this barren mountain, so they didn't rush or panic, and enjoyed her fear and trembling to their heart's content. To be a hero, with one stroke of their three steel knives, the other party will have to eat hob noodles.

Seeing it from the tree, Laocha was furious. He wanted to go to rescue him, but he felt that he was alone and alone. If there was a follower, one person and one cat would always be chivalrous and work together to clean up these thieves and grassroots bandits. Not a problem.

One of the masked men looked at the sky and reminded: "Brother, it's getting late, I think we'd better not play, the spring night is worth a thousand gold!"

The elder brother who took the lead probably had enough fun, put the steel knife back into the scabbard, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Two brothers, let me lead the battle, see brother, I will go first!"

"Brother, be gentle, don't make her half-dead like last time, we don't have much fun playing..." Another masked man laughed.

When the woman heard this, she clutched her collar tightly with her hands in horror, and shouted for help with the last of her strength: "Come here! Help!"

The sound was particularly piercing in the silent night, startling several night owls nearby.

"Stop shouting, little lady, you don't want to run to a good place. If you run to this barren mountain, no one will come to rescue you even if you shout out loud!" A woman is already a cooked duck, and it is impossible to fly away.

The time is pressing, and Lao Cha cannot afford to hesitate any longer. It jumped onto a nearby tree, let out a scream, and swooped down on the back of the leader's neck!

The big brother who took the lead was already in his head, and he only wanted to taste this delicious piece of fat. He was startled by this scream like a ghost crying, and then a furry thing threw himself on his neck.

There is a mass grave near this unnamed hill, and at night it is phosphorescent with will-o'-the-wisps, and no one dares to approach it. Local parents always scare their children with stories of zombies jumping on people, so that they dare not run around at night.

The elder brother who took the lead also grew up in the local area, and has also been baptized by these ghost stories. He is not afraid of people or the government, but he is afraid of ghosts and all kinds of supernatural things. I was so frightened that I was so frightened that shit came out, the first reaction in my mind was - the world is in chaos, the white-haired zombies from the mass graves have come out!

"Brothers, save me! It's a white-haired zombie! The white-haired zombie is attacking me!" He danced and yelled.

Old Cha knew very well that these strong men who cut the diameter did some outrageous deeds, and it would not be a pity to die, so he ruthlessly attacked him as soon as he made a move. First, he bit him on the neck, and then stretched out his cat's paw to slap him across the face. !

The elder brother who took the lead first jumped up and down in pain, and then was scratched on the face by a few sharp claws like steel hooks.

"My eyes! My eyes!" he screamed, and the white moonlight turned blood red in his eyes.

The other two were also startled at first, and wanted to run away, but in such a split second, they had already seen clearly through the moonlight that the big zongzi lying behind the elder brother's head was not a white-haired zombie, but a raccoon cat. At most, it is slightly bigger than ordinary raccoons.

The second waved the steel knife and shouted: "Brother, don't panic! It's not a white-haired zombie! I don't know whose family's wild cat came out to cause trouble! Let's see the younger brother get rid of it for the eldest brother!"

The third child hurriedly reminded from the side: "Second brother, take it easy, don't miss the cat, but kill the eldest brother instead!"

One eye of the leading brother was caught blind, and the other eye was stained red with his own blood, and he was spinning around in pain, unable to see clearly. He almost lost his mind, pulled out the steel knife, and slashed wildly like a mad dog. The second and third child wanted to save him, but they couldn't get close.

"Brother! You have a cat on your back, not a zombie!"

"Brother, don't move, little brother is here to save you!"

The second child and the third child, you sang and I sang, and finally the elder brother who took the lead understood.

When the leading brother heard that it was a wild cat that scratched his eyes, all the fear in his heart suddenly turned into anger! He stood still, and stretched out his hand to grab backwards, trying to catch Lao Cha and fall to his death on the stone, but Lao Cha flashed nimbly, jumped down from the back of his neck, caught his clothes with his claws and jumped to the ground. Between his legs, facing the crotch is a cat's paw!

The eldest brother in the lead united his legs together, and could no longer hold the steel knife. He fell to his knees with a plop covering his crotch, and let out a shrill scream, which made the second and third children feel terrified. of……

However, this kneeling by the leading brother made the second child take advantage of an opening, and slashed at Lao Cha with a knife.

The woman looked at this bizarre scene in a daze, and her sleeve was pulled by something.

She looked sideways, and saw a big wolfhound biting her cuff and pulling it aside.