Eternal madness

Chapter 7 Guaizi Slope

At 4:30 a.m., Lao Liang led his horse out of Xishan Erzhuang.

The patrolman, Fengzi, quickly bowed to Lao Liang upon seeing him.

Eye Windman is a high-ranking bandit soldier. These bandits are intelligent, quick-witted, and skilled. They are responsible for patrolling the mountains and keeping watch. In Hunlong Village, they are second only to Fire Knife.

Fangpai Mountain is very large. Hunlong Village has a total of eight major strongholds and six major water strongholds. There are two strongholds on each hillside, and each stronghold has three branches. Lao Liang is the branch leader of the second stronghold and the third branch on the west mountain. He has more than 30 people under his command and is considered a person of status in the village. When Yan Fengzi saw him, he naturally did not dare to ask any questions.

But this guy was a little curious. Judging from the direction Lao Liang was going, he should be heading to Guaizipo.

Hunlongzhai doesn't have a checkpoint at Guaizipo. It's dark, the slope is steep, and it just snowed, so the road is still slippery. What are you going to Guaizipo for at this time?
Yan Fengzi thought for a full ten seconds, then went back to work.

Standing guard in the freezing cold and patrolling the mountains in the middle of the night, don't they think they're suffering enough?

How much does Fengzi earn in a month? Why is he meddling in the affairs of other people's shareholders?
Guaizipo was indeed steep. It had just snowed, and the ground was covered in mud. Old Liang stepped on a rock, slipped, and slid down the hillside.

After sliding for dozens of meters, Lao Liang grabbed a willow tree, took out a chisel, and made a hole in the tree.

He went to Guaizipo to hide a bowl for Song Yongchang.

The bowl that cost 100,000 silver dollars was on him. The people who went to other states with Song Yongchang were all Song's confidants, and Liang Yixin was the most trusted of his confidants.

Yuan Kuilong had been keeping a close eye on Song Yongchang all night, even publicly searching him in the seedling room. Song Yongchang's men were also searched, and Lao Liang's house was searched by several bandits. He himself was also searched, but as long as Yuan Kuilong didn't personally search him, he could get away with it for the time being.

Therefore, Lao Liang had to hide the bowl as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late to hide it when the boss found out about him tomorrow.

He took out a small sickle specifically for pruning willow trees, cut a piece of bark from the trunk, dug a hole, put the bundle containing the top hat inside, and then covered the hole with the cut bark.

His knife skills were superb. After covering the bark and cleaning up the debris, the trunk remained intact, with almost no flaws.

Old Liang took some glue and was about to stick the bark firmly when he suddenly heard footsteps nearby.

Who came to Guaizipo at this time?

Looking at the bark covering the tree hole, Lao Liang was at a loss for what to do.

Old Liang's technique was indeed skillful, but the footsteps were getting closer and closer. In such a short time, it would definitely be too late to stick the bark on.

However, if the bark is not glued on, it will fall off if the tree is shaken slightly, and the bundle inside the tree hole will be exposed.

Should we retrieve the bowl from the tree hole first?

It seems too late. If we take the bowl back now, there's nowhere to put it or hide it, and it will only expose us.

Old Liang remained calm. He did nothing but look in the direction the footsteps were coming from and saw one person carrying another, struggling to walk up the hillside.

"Laifu, is that you?"

Having spent two days with Zhang Laifu, Lao Liang was quite familiar with his build, and even though it was dark, he still recognized Zhang Laifu.

Zhang Laifu put Lin Shaocong down, stood on the hillside, and said to Lao Liang, "We're here to film a movie."

Old Liang scolded Zhang Laifu: "What kind of film are you making? What kind of film is this? Your film should be in the seedbed, who told you to come here?"

Just like an employee facing their boss, Zhang Laifu earnestly explained to Lao Liang: "There's an actor here who said he has a script and he told me he wants to come here to act in an action scene."

That silly boy!
Now, even Lao Liang wouldn't agree if someone said Zhang Laifu wasn't stupid.

"Which actor?" Old Liang looked at Lin Shao Cong on Zhang Laifu's back, and after a while in the darkness, he finally recognized him. "Young Master Lin, you're here too? You dared to run out of the seedbed, are you out of your mind?"

With Zhang Laifu's support, Lin Shao Cong managed to stand and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lao Liang:

"Master Liang, you're treating us like dirt, ready to serve Chief Yuan. If we stay in the seedling house, how will we survive?"

Old Liang was startled, his gaze sweeping from Lin Shao Cong's forehead all the way down to his toes.

Lin Shao Cong's legs were weak, so he was indeed a cripple. But judging from what he just said, this man was no fool.

"Young Master Lin, you've been hiding it well! Everyone in Heishakou says you're a fool, even your own father and brother say you're stupid. Did you deceive them, or are they deliberately keeping it from you?"

Lin Shao Cong did not answer the question, because it would be useless to answer it: "Master Liang, you have been traveling in Heishakou for so many years, and my father and my brother have taken care of you a lot."

"A flood won't wash away the Dragon King's temple, and war won't harm one's own people. For the sake of our past friendship, could you please grant me a way out?"

Old Liang put his hands behind his back, and the sickle in his sleeve slipped into his palm: "The Lin family did take care of me, and I am grateful for that."

"But this isn't the time for personal feelings. This is business. If I let you go, how am I supposed to explain it to the boss?"

“Master Liang, you don’t need to explain this matter, because it has nothing to do with you,” Lin Shao Cong looked around, “This is Guaizipo, Hunlongzhai does not set up checkpoints or patrols at Guaizipo.”

There were only the three of us here. You said you'd never seen me before, and we'd never seen you before either. You spared my life; I'll never forget that kindness.

These words were spoken with great tact. Old Liang hesitated for a while before nodding and saying, "You can leave, but you have to leave Zhang Laifu behind. I don't want to put Master Song in a difficult position."

Lin Shao Cong glanced at Zhang Laifu, who stood there expressionless.

"Uncle Liang, I have difficulty walking. If you leave him here, who will carry me down the mountain?"
Besides, there's no use keeping this person around. If he goes back and talks nonsense, he might end up harming you instead.

Old Liang sighed and nodded slightly: "Alright, you can all go now."

Zhang Laifu carried Lin Shaocong on his back again and staggered down the mountain.

Looking at Lin Shao Cong's retreating figure, Lao Liang shook his head slightly.

The third son of the Lin family, this child has really had a tough time. He was born only a few years ago when his father became a demon, and his older brothers also disliked him.

The Lin brothers are both ruthless. Over the years, they have been plotting against each other. Of the eight brothers, only three are left. Lin Shao Cong probably survived until today by pretending to be stupid.

This poor child should indeed be let go.

But whether or not to release it is one thing, and whether or not it is possible to release it is another.

They ran from the seedling house to the bend in the slope, and they must have left footprints along the way. The head of the gang will catch up with them soon.

Just now, someone with eyes saw Lao Liang come to Guaizipo. If the accounts from both sides are compared, not only will the matter between Zhang Laifu and Lin Shaocong be unclear, but Song Yongchang's bowl may also be exposed.

If the bowl is exposed, Yuan Kuilong will definitely take it away. Losing a bowl is secondary; if Yuan Kuilong follows this lead and finds out about Wang Biaotong's affairs, Song Yongchang and his gang will probably be doomed.

Even if we kill Lin Shao Cong and Zhang Lai Fu now, we might get into a lot of trouble. Only by bringing these two people back to the seedling house can we explain this matter.

He told Yuan Kuilong that Lao Song had left cotton on Zhang Laifu, and now the cotton was sensing something and knew that Zhang Laifu was going to escape. Lao Liang came to Guaizipo to intercept him, and everything went smoothly.

Old Liang quietly cut a willow branch from the tree, peeled off the bark and removed the twigs with his hand, and then shaved it with his fingernail, instantly turning it into a short spear.

Zhang Laifu was carrying Lin Shaocong and only cared about running down the mountain. Now was the perfect opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Old Liang looked at the two of them and wondered who to strike first.

Zhang Laifu was a simple-minded young man from out of state; he was definitely not a craftsman.

This kid was just used by Lin Shao Cong. They were able to escape from the seedling house entirely thanks to Lin Shao Cong.

Lin Shao Cong not only knows how to play dumb, but he also has hidden skills; we need to recruit him first.

With a flick of his wrist, Lao Liang sent the willow branch flying, piercing Lin Shao Cong's back.

P.S.: This chapter is so short? Sarah, are you crazy?

I'm not crazy. The doctor said I'm not crazy. There's another chapter to come.

(End of this chapter)