Hongshui Town is a town with close to a thousand households. It can be considered a large town, and even some small towns may not have a thousand households.
Wang Xizhou has now seen the city with the fewest households, no more than thirty households.
the reason is simple.
The war is noisy, the mountains and rivers are broken, the country will be destroyed, the family will be destroyed, and the people will be destroyed.
Although Hongshui Town is not as prosperous as the city, it is still bustling with people. Even in the afternoon, there are still people coming and going in the market. There are various small stalls and shops scattered on both sides of the road, which is very lively.
Bai Gu and the others quickly found an inn and arranged to check in.
Although it’s only afternoon, it’s getting late, so go to bed quickly!
so sleepy!
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"Asshole, Jiuzigou was so easily taken over by those guys, what do you do for food? A bunch of trash!"
A man with black hair but white temples had an angry look on his face. He threw the tea cup in his hand at a young slave kneeling in front of him with such force that he smashed his head and bloodied him, and he passed out on the spot. .
"Xiao Jin, why are you so angry? We are all mountain masters. Don't lose your composure in front of the servants." An old voice sounded, and an old man in black robes slowly walked out from behind the screen, holding a tiger-headed wooden stick in his hand. As the old man's footsteps hit the ground, there were rhythmic sounds.
The old man in ink robe lowered his head and glanced at the unconscious slave on the ground, and waved for someone to carry him down so as not to stay here and be an eyesore.
The man took several deep breaths before he calmed down his turbulent heart. He saluted the old man and said, "I've met my ancestor."
The old man in black robe nodded, then stretched out his hand and shook it.
The man let go of the battle report he was holding in his hand, straightened it up, and handed it to the old man in black robes.
The old man in Mopao glanced twice and put the battle report on the table, "The few lost dogs in the past few years can now make some waves. It seems that the water, soil and food on our mountain are good, and they are quite nourishing. .”
The man hated the names on the battle report so much that he wished he could catch these people right now, eat their flesh, tear their bones alive, and drink their blood, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.
The old man in mok robe chuckled, "It's just a few bereaved dogs. There's no need to worry about it. What if we let them run around for a few more days? Just think of it as watching one more good show. You are the owner of the mountain, and you represent our entire mountain. How can you still act impulsively and impetuously like before? What you should consider now is the matters in the South China Sea. This once-in-a-hundred-year trial is not unimportant. Have you decided who to choose to pass? ?”
The man took out a list written on parchment and said, "Ancestor, please take a look."
The old man in Mopao did not reach out to take the list. He just smiled and said: "You are the owner of the mountain now, and you are the one to decide all matters in the mountain."
The man offered it with both hands again, "With the ancestor reviewing it, Jin Xuan will be more confident."
The old man in black robe helplessly took the list, glanced at it casually, and then his eyes stopped on a certain name, "Why did this little guy get in?"
"Although this little guy is a monster, he was born in human form and wears three flowers on his head. He wants to be extraordinary. Jin Xuan wants to take a small gamble and bet on it."
The old man in black robe nodded, "Then what kind of cultivation level does this little guy have now?"
"I'm not practicing yet."
"Huh?" The old man in Mopao was a little confused.
The man explained: "Over the years, everyone in the mountain has tried their best to use all available resources to nourish their internal organs and regulate their meridians. However, all these efforts are in vain. So in this trial, if we can Let him open up a path of cultivation, and hopefully he will be able to add another seed to the mountain and take the mountain a step further. If it still doesn't work, it's not really a loss."
After all, in the past thousand years, how many of the sect's geniuses sent from Shantou to the South China Sea for trials can actually get rewards?
You can count them on one hand, right?
But yes, these geniuses have been pampered and raised in the mountains of Zongmen for a long time, and naturally they cannot accept the harsh environment of the South China Sea. Many of them have deserted, ran back to the mountains overnight, or even left never to return. Some may hide their names and live in seclusion in the mountains, or they may change their appearance and establish a new family, or their whereabouts are unknown, and they do not know whether they are alive or dead.
Our mountain has a bad reputation, this is the source.
one.
Betting on this monster is a helpless move.
If the bet is right, it will be able to reverse the sect's current internal and external troubles in one fell swoop. If the bet is wrong, it will just add a side dish to the tea house and tavern for idle people to chat about.
Shantou's current reputation doesn't matter.
The old man in mok robe obviously knew the meaning of the man's words, and sighed softly, "Okay, let's go ahead and do it. It's such a mess, just don't let it fall apart."
The man was silent for a moment, "I will try my best."
"Problems are left over by our predecessors and cannot be solved in a day. So even if you really mess up one day, don't blame yourself too much. It's not your fault."
The man nodded and said, "I will follow my ancestor's teachings."
The old man in Mopao glanced at the man in front of him, even though he was hundreds of years old, he still liked to get into trouble and was as stubborn as when he was young. In order to see his legendary senior brother, he would stay at other people's residences for a few seconds. Yue, after a quick meeting, left in a hurry.
In terms of persistence and patience, no one among his peers in the mountains can compare with him.
But it seems, it's a bit too much.
Sometimes it's not a good thing to go too far.
I'll suffocate myself to death.
The old man in ink robe hesitated to speak, but finally put away the words in his heart, turned around and left.
Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Regardless of blessings or misfortunes, the descendants will have their own experiences. As an old guy who has only half a foot in the loess, don't mess with it.
Let them be.
As long as the mountain gate is not destroyed, anything can be said.
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The moonlight is bright and shining on the human world.
It was rare to be cloudless tonight, and countless stars flashed across the night sky, like a large plate of worthless diamonds.
Bai Guyi sat on the ridge of the roof, not looking at the bright moon, only the stars in the sky were reflected in his eyes.
The wind was strong and cold at night. Bai Gu silently tightened his tight cotton clothes, but his eyes were still staring blankly at the night sky in the distance.
"Hey, Xiao Bai, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night and come here to enjoy the breeze? Are you homesick?" Hua Xie's voice suddenly sounded next to Bai Gu.
Bai Gu blinked, then turned to look at Hua Xie, who was already sitting next to him, "Brother Hua, aren't you asleep too?"
Hua Xie's mouth tightened, "It's boring, this won't scare you."
"I said I just heard your footsteps and breathing. Do you believe it?"
Hua Xie looked at the calm-looking Bai Gu and chuckled, "I don't believe it."
Bai Gu smiled, "What a coincidence, I don't believe it myself."
Hua Xie paused, "I didn't expect Xiaobai to like to joke so much."
"It's okay. I usually talk a lot." Bai Gu looked at the starry night sky again, "I went to bed too early in the afternoon. Now that I can't sleep, I can only run up and blow in the wind."
"What a coincidence, so am I." Hua Xie chuckled, but suddenly didn't know what to say, so he could only sit aside and keep rubbing his hands.
Bai Gu knew what Hua Xie was thinking, "Brother Hua wants to ask Mr. Wu something?"
Hua Xie couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed. He stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "To be honest, it is indeed true."
"Didn't I tell you everything? I have had several transactions and chatted with Mr. Wu. It may be that Mr. Wu and I have a good eye for each other, so we can talk a little bit."
Hua Xie rolled his eyes, "So you told Mr. Wu about Lian Feng?"
Bai Gu looked back at Hua Xie.
Except for Bai Xiaoxiao and He Yan, he didn't mention this matter to anyone, including Wang Xizhou, Lian Feng and Guan Dahu.
As for the other two, they don't seem to be the ones who tell the truth.
Although Bai Xiaoxiao does not reject Wang Xizhou, he is not very familiar with him. He usually does not talk more than five sentences. How could he talk to Wang Xizhou about this?
What's more, Hua Xie, who is completely unfamiliar, is even more impossible.
He Yan is a smart man. After knowing Bai Gu's identity and his contact with Mr. Wu at this time, he understood that if he didn't have a way to keep his mouth shut, someone would naturally come to let him know what to say and what not to say. That makes sense.
Besides, He Yan was familiar with Wang Xizhou and Hua Xie, but even the two parties involved, Lian Feng and Guan Dahu, didn't know, and there was no need for them, the two bystanders, to know.
Haha, life is important.
How did this guy know?
Bai Gu was a little confused.
Hua Xie pointed at Bai Gu's palm, which had only a few faint white marks left. "That day you, Xiaoxiao, and He Yan went to Changzhou Pharmacy. I happened to be eating on the roadside and saw you."
Bai Gu nodded and understood.
So that's it.
"Brother Hua." Bai Gu suddenly shouted.
"Um?"
"Shall we make a deal?"
"Ah?" This time it was Hua Xie who was confused.
Did your kid fall asleep in the afternoon? The night wind blows and he's still not awake yet?
Although being a disciple of the Sword Immortal and knowing Mr. Wu are very intimidating and very important, no matter what, you are only in the soul-enlightening realm now... ah, no, the spirit-casting realm. A small person from the spirit-casting realm also wants to make a deal with me?
It's still some time before dawn. Go back to bed quickly and stop talking in your sleep.
Bai Gu bent his legs, hugged his knees with his hands, and put his chin between his knees, "How about you teach me how to practice the body technique, and I will take you to see Mr. Wu in the future?"
Hua Xie's eyes suddenly lit up, "Is this true?"
"If you don't believe it, we can write a letter."
"Haha, there's no need for that. I trust your character, Xiaobai."
Bai Gu smiled and tilted his head to look at Hua Xie, "My character is worthless. If Brother Hua says so, then I won't be polite."
Hua Xie's grinning mouth froze instantly.
He really didn't expect that this kid would speak so unreasonably.
It seems I still don’t understand.
Bai Gu waved his hand, "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. As long as you teach me how to practice Shenfa, after you get to Black Sheep Mountain and deal with my affairs, if Brother Hua can still follow me back to Yunshui City, Then I will take you to Cheung Chau Pharmacy to meet Mr. Wu. Of course, if we separate by then, it doesn’t matter. I will find a way to go to Mr. Wu to get a token, and then find a way to hand it over to you. Just take the token and go to Changzhou Pharmacy in Yunshui City. Don't worry, I, Bai Gu, will definitely find a way to fulfill the promise I made from my own mouth."
Hua Xie pondered for a moment, "Okay, this deal is worth it, I did it. But Xiaobai, don't worry, although the level of the movement skills I practiced is not high, according to your current cultivation level, it is barely enough. When you get other better body skills in the future, it won’t be too late to turn to practice.”
Bai Gu shook his head, "There's no need for this, lest Brother Hua have to bear the infamy of revealing your master's heritage."
"Hey, that's not the case. I got this Kung Fu from a ruins. It's my personal income and has no influence. But if not, how can I teach you? You shouldn't have any Kung Fu on you. Is it a magical technique? I see you haven’t used it before."
Bai Gu chuckled, "Who said I don't have it?"
