Seeing him approaching with a knife, Lin Youliang quickly said, "Why would I lie to you? There's no rush. If anything I said is false, you...you can kill me later..."

Just then, one of the underlings came over with several wanted posters and approached the bandit leader: "Boss, do you think it looks like him?"

The bandit leader held the wanted poster, looked at the portrait on it, and then at the appearance of Lin Youliang's family. "Could it be that this coward's son and his family really have so much reward money?"

He can't let that go.

Lin Youliang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "My grandson is educated and quick-witted. He made those crossbows and gunpowder packs, which are very powerful. That's why Prince Jing has issued a warrant for his arrest. The 10,000 taels of silver were for my grandson's crossbow-making skills."

Upon hearing this, the bandit leader fell silent, staring intently at the portraits of the men.

Although they were just a bandit den, who wouldn't want to make a name for themselves in this chaotic world?

Take the leader of the Red Turban Army, for example. He was originally a peasant. His hometown was destroyed by Prince Jing's men. In a fit of anger, he gathered a few brothers and formed the Red Turban Army.

This power grew larger and larger, and their status rose accordingly. Putting aside everything else, at least they had no worries about food and clothing, and they didn't lack wives to keep them warm in bed.

They also wanted to become the second Red Turban Army!

The bandit leader looked at Lin Youliang: "Are you serious?"

Lin Youliang smiled obsequiously: "Of course! My son is really something. All I know is that he can make those lightweight crossbows, and he already has a wanted poster with ten thousand. I bet General Xie doesn't even know he can make explosives. They call that stuff gunpowder. A small explosive charge can blow a tree that thick, which would take two people to hug, straight through. If that were thrown into a crowd..."

The bandit leader's eyes were filled with fanaticism.

But a henchman warned, "They have gunpowder. What if we get blown up if we get too close?"

Lin Youliang completely betrayed them, and even offered advice: "Let me tell you, you don't need much, just give me 30% of the silver. I'll tell you what's available over there."

These people, who shared similar views, quickly reached an agreement.

Lin Youliang may not be good at other things, but he is quite skilled at crooked methods. "They also have people using crossbows over there. Don't be fooled by the fact that they are just wooden spikes, like leather armor. They can easily shoot through you. As for the explosive packs, there probably aren't many, but they are extremely powerful. If you can take advantage of their inattention and go around from behind, they definitely won't be able to throw explosive packs into the crowd. Wouldn't that blow up their own people as well?"

Lin added, "There are quite a few people over there, young and old. The most troublesome one is my nephew, the one on the wanted poster. Don't let his clean-cut appearance fool you, he's the most accurate. We'll take care of him first."

The group offered suggestions one after another, essentially selling out Lin Shucheng's family completely.

Lin Youliang told him everything he knew, just waiting to see that unfilial son suffer a great misfortune.

He even volunteered to steal the gunpowder pack.

However, there were people keeping watch over the place that night, and Lin Youliang failed to succeed.

*

The camp is located more than 20 miles away from Langya Village.

Liu Dazhuang exclaimed in surprise, "Where's my gunpowder pack? I even sleep with it in my arms at night!!! Dad, have you seen it?"

Butcher Liu frowned: "What's all this commotion so early in the morning? Aren't you afraid of attracting the pursuers? What gunpowder pack? Just that tattered sack? I didn't see it."

Liu Dazhuang panicked: "Hey, hey, hey, that's not a rag sack, Dad. It was given to me by the third brother. It can save your life in a critical moment. Remember when Tiezhu blew up all the trees? That bag contained that stuff."

Butcher Liu also panicked and hurriedly searched around: "Oh dear, how can you leave something so important lying around? You too, so careless."

Then, she looked at her second son and said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and start looking!"

While searching, Liu Erzhuang said, "I was on guard duty last night, but no one was there..."

Liu Dazhuang collapsed to the ground as if all his strength had been drained.

That was a gunpowder pack!

That tiny package could blow up several trees that would take two people to hug!

It's easy to imagine what would happen if such an important item fell into the hands of Lin Youliang's family.

If he just throws that gunpowder pack over here, all these dozens of people will be wiped out.

Liu Dazhuang, a muscular man who could scare children to tears, burst into tears.

What should we do?

If someone were to bring gunpowder to blow up the village, he would be a great sinner in the village!

Lin Shucheng and the others were also awakened by the howling. As soon as he went out, he saw Liu Dazhuang crying with his head in his hands, muttering something about losing the gunpowder pack and being a sinner in the quarry.

Lin Shucheng then asked, "Didn't I secretly teach you how to use it that day? And you told other people?"

Liu Dazhuang was taken aback. "Ah, no... I didn't say anything. Even my dad doesn't know."

Lin Shucheng reassured him, "It's nothing. If you don't think carefully about how to use this gunpowder pack, no one else can use it."

Lin Jinyue was careful when making the gunpowder pack, fearing that it might accidentally fall into someone else's hands. He hid the fuse very well, so that no one who had studied it could find it.

If you just dismantle it and take the powder inside without binding it up, it's unusable and won't have that much power. If they accidentally ignite it, it will explode on the spot without them even having to throw the explosive charge over.

At this moment, Lin Jinyue was also woken up.

She asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Dazhuang recounted what had happened yesterday.

Lin Jinyue frowned, looked around, and used the system to scan the vicinity.

She said the system wasn't responding, as if someone was trying to steal something from her right next to her; the system would definitely have issued an alarm.

Only after asking the system did I learn that it had been carried away by a squirrel at night.

There were also scraps of cloth and scattered gunpowder under the tree.

After learning that it was a false alarm, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, as they walked, someone shot a cold arrow at them, which frightened Lin Jinyue so much that she almost put everyone around her into her spatial storage.

However, a warning popped up from the system at that moment, and Lin Jinyue didn't have time to take the person in.

Fortunately, the arrow was only used to deter them.

Those people didn't mean to kill them.

Lin Jinyue had also been a refugee, and the group immediately put on a pitiful act.

Lin Fugui immediately knelt down: "My lord, my lord, we are refugees fleeing famine. They drank water from the lake and collapsed."

Lin Fugui was kicked, and soon they were taken away.

Lin Jinyue hadn't expected there to be a hidden mountain stronghold here. When she went in, she heard people say that they had their eyes on their village and that it would be great if they could rob it.

The forest here is very dense, and the other villages are all on the outskirts of the forest, so it's no wonder they didn't find it.

Lin Jinyue also vaguely heard them mention something about the "Red Turban Army".

"The Red Turban Army is watching us..."

One of them, nicknamed Black Third Master, said, "Who cares about them? How can those Red Turban Army soldiers get in here?"

While the group was discussing, Black Third Master finally noticed the people who had been brought up by his men.