After transmigrating into the body of a widow, I became the richest man in the capital.

Chapter 114 Nighttime Investigation of Cuiwei Mountain

In fact, this group of bandits had already begun recruiting soldiers, buying horses, gathering grass, and stockpiling grain on Cuiwei Mountain.

Their ambitions are quite large, but over the years, they have probably recruited nearly 10,000 bandits on the mountain.

If you want to support these people and ensure they eat well every day, where does the money come from?

Of course they had to resort to robbery, but they weren't like the Robin Hood figures recorded in ancient books who robbed the rich to help the poor. They only robbed rich people or corrupt officials and other bad people.

These people steal everything. If they encounter someone without money, they'll either be captured and forced to become bandits in the mountains or killed by them.

Unexpectedly, the terrain on Cuiwei Mountain was extremely complex. The terrain was treacherous, with towering mountains everywhere. It was still dark, and the sounds of wild animals could be heard all around.

Su Xiaoxiao felt a little scared. She had no idea what the situation was like inside Black Wind Stronghold.

Qian Musheng had thoroughly researched the terrain before arriving. He first tied up his horse at the foot of the mountain, and then, taking advantage of the darkness and the dim light around them, he deliberately chose some dimly lit areas to enter the back of the mountain.

There's actually no one guarding this place. After all, the terrain behind the mountain is treacherous and complicated, so who would come in from here?

Actually, the patrols here are very lax. As they walked forward, they found that the area became heavily guarded, with guards every five steps and sentries every ten steps.

The two fierce creatures on the mountain are no pushovers either; they've been on this mountain for many years and know the entire terrain of Cuiwei Mountain inside and out.

However, Qian Musheng was quite confident in his martial arts skills. The fact that he could bring Su Xiaoxiao, a burden who didn't know any martial arts, up the mountain on a whim showed that he was very confident.

However, Qian Musheng was actually a little careless this time. He thought that Cuiwei Mountain was still the same small hill he had left before.

Now that he has climbed Cuiwei Mountain and reached the Black Wind Stronghold, he has come to realize just how complicated the situation inside is.

"Xiaoxiao, stay behind me, and don't get lost."

The situation here is very complicated, and they may have set up traps and ambushes.

Such a large mountain must be heavily guarded.

Surprisingly, Su Xiaoxiao wasn't scared at all and remained very calm.

Qian Musheng was initially worried that Su Xiaoxiao's nervousness might cause her some trouble, but it turned out that she was completely relaxed and at ease, just like she was in her own Baihua Village.

Qian Musheng had no choice but to lead Su Xiaoxiao to deliberately choose some particularly dark places to walk. Although there were many bandits patrolling the mountain, Su Xiaoxiao still managed to sneak into the mountain stronghold.

After wandering around for a while, the two arrived at the brightest building and discovered that it was the Hall of Gathering and Dividing the Spoils. It was three stories high and brightly lit inside, bustling with noise. Even though it was night, they could still hear laughter and chatter from inside.

It was clear that even these patrolling henchmen were dressed neatly in uniform, and their weapons and equipment were of high quality, obviously modified. They were also well-fed.

Their faces had that oily sheen. Su Xiaoxiao looked at Qian Musheng, who said to her with a serious expression, "It's best to be careful."

In fact, Qian Musheng was not stupid at all. Of course, he did not think that he was so good at martial arts that he would be arrogant. In fact, he was very aware of his own abilities and knew that he could not underestimate these people.

The people here all look incredibly intimidating, like demons crawling out of hell.

Qian Musheng saw two women carrying trays with wine jugs and some delicious food rushing into the hall where the spoils were divided.

Presumably there were important guests inside, the two female attendants acted very solemnly. After Qian Musheng followed the two women inside, he noticed that neither of them seemed to possess martial arts skills. Qian Musheng and Su Xiaoxiao followed behind them without noticing at all.

The site of this Hall of Gathering and Dividing the Loot was very spacious and magnificent, almost comparable to an imperial palace.

It looked like a small palace. After the two women went inside, Qian Musheng saw from the outside that the lights inside illuminated the paper windows, making them shine brightly and very eye-catching.

The room was filled with the sounds of conversation and lively music, creating quite a festive atmosphere.

Of course, only the front mountain is so lively; the back mountain is quite desolate.

It turned out that the two Fiends' good friends had come to visit their Black Wind Stronghold, which was why the stronghold was so lively.

In front of the Hall of Gathering and Dividing the Spoils, there were some guards. These men looked more uniformly dressed than those patrolling in front. The weapons they carried were all sharpened, and under the light, they looked chilling.

Qian Musheng told Su Xiaoxiao to stay down there and not move, while he jumped onto the roof alone, then used his hands to pry open a gap in the roof and looked down from above.

These people were talking loudly inside the house, and even those with high martial arts skills did not notice that someone was peeking at them from above the roof beam.

When Qian Musheng looked down from the rooftop into the room, he was shocked to find that there were more than a hundred people inside. They were all gathered in the main hall, a large and luxurious building, with two people sitting in the center.

They sat on two chairs covered with tiger skins, looking quite imposing.

They were dressed in white and black, and their faces were obscured, with only the tops of their heads visible.

These are probably the two bandit leaders of Black Wind Stronghold, the Black and White Duo.

A large table was placed in front of them. It was laden with various dishes, including wine, meat, fruits, and snacks.

They mainly drank, but judging from their physiques, the two ringleaders were dressed smartly, with broad shoulders and thick waists, as strong as two lions.

The two men were offering a toast to a monk in robes in front of them.

The monk sat on a high chair with a large futon on it, below the two village chiefs.

The monk was very tall; even when he was sitting in a chair, he was taller than the servants who used to serve him tea and water.

The monk's head was completely bald, just like a light bulb.

It's clear that the monks are observing the precepts on their heads, but this doesn't stop them from drinking and eating meat.

Qian Musheng thought to himself, "This guy can be considered a monk? He's a disgrace to all other monks."

However, the young man behind the senior monk, who seemed to be dressed as his disciple, was actually holding a weapon for him.

This weapon weighs nearly 300 jin (approximately 150 kg) and is a halberd.

The rest were those standing in the dark, clustered together, probably the other bandits from Qingfeng Village.

(End of this chapter)