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Meanwhile, on a mountain ridge deep in Laoyagou.

The bandit leader, Lei Dong, was cursing and swearing as he led his men to retreat deeper into the territory.

"Damn it! Only two claps, and those cops got away! Ah Jiu, have your skills gotten worse?"

As One-Eyed A-Jiu rapidly set up new tripwires and traps along the retreat route, he chuckled sinisterly, "Brother Lei, don't worry. That was just an appetizer. I've laid a 'deadly trap' for them ahead; I guarantee that if they catch up, they'll be left here as fertilizer!"

Behind them followed Chen Pi and Huang Baoya, carrying homemade hunting rifles, and Li Erniu, whose hands were tied behind his back and whose face was covered in blood.

These desperate criminals had no idea.

The villagers of Hongshitun, whom they regarded as easy targets.

It has transformed into the most terrifying grim reaper in this mountain forest, and is following them silently, following the scent they left behind.

……

Thick fog rolled through the ravines of Laoyagou, and the damp, cold air filled the nostrils with the musty smell of rotten leaves and soil.

Lu Qingshan half-squatted on the slippery bluestone, grabbed the restless Qingwei and Dahuang, and whispered, "Shh, keep it down, don't make a sound."

The two hounds let out very soft whimpers, their noses almost touching the mud.

Lu Qingshan dipped his index finger in saliva, stood in mid-air against the wind, and then reached out to pluck a wet leaf from the old birch tree beside him. The water droplets on the back of the leaf were slowly turning with the airflow.

"The wind has shifted, its tail pointing southeast." Lu Qingshan patted Qingwei's neck, his eyes sharpening. "These beasts are retreating with the wind. Let's go, chase after them!"

Before the words were finished, a man and two dogs crouched low and silently plunged into the white, misty fog.

……

Two miles away, on a steep and slippery hillside.

Huang Baoya, while breathing on his frozen hands to warm them, cautiously looked around: "Ninth Brother, this weather is so damp and cold, every step leaves your shoes covered in mud. Those cops have been pinned down by Brother Lei's submachine gun, how could they possibly catch up?"

"You don't know anything. The more treacherous the forest, the more you need to be wary of dogs that might bite you from behind."

Ah Jiu, who had lost sight in his left eye, sneered. Holding a dagger in his hand, he carefully pressed an extremely thin fishing line into the black mud and covered it with a thin layer of wet, rotten leaves.

"Watch closely, the 'Yin-Yang Linked Rope' in the old forest to the south." Ajiu pointed the tip of his knife at the hidden mechanism under the tree roots, his face trembling with menacing bulge. "If anyone is foolish enough to step on it, the poisoned bamboo skewer will cripple their leg first."

Yellow-toothed man looked up following his finger and immediately gasped.

At the top of the slope hung a giant tree covered in moss, with vines connecting it to a hidden clasp below.

Ah Jiu grinned wickedly: "When he collapses to the ground in pain and grabs the vines for leverage, the massive log will crash down and crush him into a bloody pulp! Come on, Brother Lei is waiting up ahead. This 'last meal' is enough for them."

……

A moment later, a figure emerged from the mist at the foot of the slope.

The blue-tailed creature abruptly stopped its claws, its fur bristling, and let out a short, low growl at the steep slope ahead.

"Stop." Lu Qingshan pressed down on the dog's head with his hand.

Instead of looking down for the thread, he crouched down, his gaze sweeping across the mountain path like a blade. Pointing to a clump of broken grass stems ahead, he whispered to the hunting dog beside him, "The grass tips are leaning to the right, the broken ends are still oozing sap, the muddy ground has been compacted and then deliberately covered with loose leaves—the path is too dirty."

Lu Qingshan casually folded off a half-meter-long dry, hard branch, stood still, and suddenly exerted force with his wrist, sending it flying out of his hand like a javelin!

"Whoosh—smack!"

The dead branch precisely picked up the fishing line hidden in the mud, and the mechanism snapped open, causing the poisoned bamboo stick in the tree hole below to make a dull thud.

"A chain of locks, with a rattling sound at the bottom, must have a heavy object hanging above."

Lu Qingshan, expressionless, bypassed the landslide and crouched down to the giant log at the top of the slope. He drew a sharp peeling knife, but instead of cutting the vines, he skillfully tied the slipknot in reverse to form a knot, and then quietly moved the tripwire behind the log to his escape route.

"Left for me?" Lu Qingshan sneered, patting the sawdust from his palm. "Then you can enjoy it when you retreat."

As they continued along the mountainside, Lu Qingshan discovered the two poison traps and animal-catching spikes that Ajiu had laid out along the way, and turned them into "welcoming locks" specifically for repeat customers.

……

Deep in the mountain valley, the thick fog was squeezed by the steep cliffs all around.

Yellow-toothed man wiped the cold sweat from his face and chuckled, "Ninth Brother, there's been absolutely no movement from behind! Some unlucky bastard must have stepped on the chain, and is probably howling in the mud clutching his rotting leg right now!"

"When I make a move, I'm never idle," Ah Jiu spat arrogantly.

The bandit leader, Lei Dong, carrying a submachine gun, was coughing from the swirling fog around him. Frustrated, he cursed, "Damn it, this Laoyagou is like a silent gourd! Why is the wind blowing back?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Lei Dong slammed the butt of his rifle into the back of the bound Li Erniu with a backhand!

"Bang!"

The dull thud was particularly jarring in the deathly silent forest.

Li Erniu groaned, blackish-red blood foam spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he fell heavily into the mud, but he still gritted his teeth.

Lei Dong stepped forward, stomping his military boot hard on Li Erniu's face, and shouted fiercely, "Fuck your mother, aren't you going to lead the way? I dragged you here with all my might, not because you were playing dead! Where exactly is the exit of Hulu Gorge?! If you don't tell me, I'll chop you up right now!"

On the ridge, Lu Qingshan lay hidden behind the damp bushes, grabbed a handful of fallen leaves and threw them into the air.

The fallen leaves did not drift forward, but instead swirled and rolled back towards the depths of the valley—the wind direction was completely reversed, and the poisonous miasma in the entire narrow and secluded Laoyagou Valley was being carried back in by the airflow!

"The wind blows back, and the gourd's mouth catches its breath..."

Lu Qingshan's eyes were icy cold, and he had already decided on a killing plan.

Just then, Li Erniu's heart-wrenching cough came again from the dense forest below, accompanied by Lei Dong's violent curses and kicks.

The last trace of warmth in Lu Qingshan's eyes vanished completely, and his murderous aura surged forth as if it were tangible.

He no longer concealed himself, and like a silent black panther pouncing, he strode toward the narrow pass from which the sound came.

As he reached the narrowest point of the mountain path, Lu Qingshan suddenly stopped.

With a blank expression, he untied the cold, heavy thing wrapped around his waist—several animal traps made of pure steel, coated with black oil, and covered with sharp barbs.

With a deft twist and press of his fingers, a crisp "click" rang out, and the deadly mechanism opened instantly.

Lu Qingshan bent down slightly and gently pressed the bloodthirsty iron beast under the thickest and wettest layer of fallen leaves in the center of the mountain path.