"Didn't you try to grind ...... "I learned this word from her.

"Hehe, you guessed it. ”

He raised one side of the long eyebrows, looking very stylish, but unfortunately she was immersed in hard work and couldn't see it: "If I guess correctly, what will happen to you?"

"Whatever, you can't guess!"

"What's so difficult about this? You girl, you have never been profitable. His first words hit the nail on the head. She turned her head to look and found that he was also looking at herself, the brilliance in the golden pupils flowed, and she couldn't look directly, "I can force you to work so hard, either for your life or for money." Right now, your life is safe, and it must be for the silver taels. Am I right?"

She quickly turned her head: "No!"

"Girl, you must know that the husband has a word, and the horse is difficult to chase......"

"I'm a woman. What is the eldest husband, how many pounds and taels weigh, can you eat it?"

The two of them were arguing, but there was a situation outside.

Along the way, everyone slowly relaxed, because the next post station was about to arrive. In order to facilitate trade, many states and counties would set up post stations on the trade routes so that caravans could rest and replenish. These inns provide rooms with guest beds, clean water, hot food, forage for livestock, and some of the stations close to the city even offer some special services for male patrons. The men of the caravan came and went in the wind and rain, tired and half dead during the day, and could not even sleep in a decent bed at night, they were already exhausted, and they were in need of these services to soothe their bodies and minds, and it was not impossible to spend the price of silver in general.

Therefore, the people of the Yunhu caravan saw that the post station was about to arrive, and they were all happy physically and mentally. He Xiaojiu even began to introduce the wild boar meat of this post station to his new partners, and it did a good job.

But when they got closer, the sound of talking and laughing couldn't help but be quieter. Because of the location of the original post station. All that was left was a pile of ruins, and black smoke rose from it. Just a quarter of an hour ago. The smoke also made them think it was a sign that the kitchen of the inn was busy.

"Disperse, go check if there are any living people on site. Deng Hao ordered with a calm face. "In the meantime, watch out for your own safety. ”

After a few dozen breaths, the guys returned, all shaking their heads with heavy faces. The place was so big that it was smashed into a pile of waste wood, and it took two laps to complete the tour.

There may have been two small two- or three-story buildings here, but now they have been so completely destroyed that there is hardly a complete set of staircases left, and only blood remains between the ruins. No one was in sight.

What about people? This scene makes everyone wonder, have people been captured and eaten?

The "Ding'an Pillar" on the open space of the post station was broken into two pieces by the waist, and the things placed on it were also gone. The sand next to it left messy marks, like footprints left by giant claws.

"This monster even interrupted Ding'anzhu!" everyone gasped and looked at each other, all of them seeing their fear in each other's eyes.

In order to ensure the safety of the post station, the Xianjia sect that governs the local area will specially leave tokens to intimidate the surrounding monsters. This token is usually attached to the power and will of the Immortal Sect, and the monsters within a radius of more than ten miles dare not approach. Almost every post house has a special building at the entrance to hold this kind of token. It is usually a beautifully carved stone pillar with a small shrine on it, called a "Ding'an Pillar".

If there is no such token, or the token is not enough to deter the surrounding monsters. If the post station does not exist, the merchants do not come, and this trade route may eventually be abandoned. Therefore, no matter which Immortal Sect it is, it will not tolerate this kind of thing happening. Later. In the demon territory or county, those chief-level big monsters also follow this practice. Place your own tokens in the post station, because of the strict hierarchy among the monsters, the effect is even better than that of the immortal faction.

The Cloud Tiger Caravan hadn't seen the post station being poisoned by monsters for many years, although there were also two flutes and bad heads among the monsters. The five states, including Youzhou, are all within the scope of Qingxumen's management. This immortal sect can't catch up with the Chaoyun Sect, but the governance of the state capital under its jurisdiction is still very strict. However, I only met the drum-bellied frog yesterday, and today I saw the attack on the post station, and when I think of the two, it can only mean one thing: there has been a change recently.

Deng Hao's face sank like water, and he ordered the caravan to continue moving forward. There weren't many unexpected losses along the way, and with their remaining supplies, it was still more than enough to support Rock City.

But no sooner had the caravan set off than a heartfelt call came from the sky. And this voice is estimated to have a magical power, as if it sounded on the side, which shocked people's ears: "Mortals below, stop!"

This included seven words of strong class discrimination, which immediately gave Ning Xiaoxian the urge to raise his middle finger to the sky. However, the rest of the caravan didn't seem to be aware of it, they usually dealt with the immortal faction, and they knew that the eyes of these land immortals were all on the top of their heads, and they were already not surprised.

Four men floated down from the sky, all dressed as monks with high crowns and wide robes, with a small mark embroidered on their left chest. Even from her point of view, the mark is very abstract, three parallel curved arcs, which presumably represent the meaning of "fresh wind". These should be the monks of the Immortal Cultivation Sect and the Snake Qingxu Sect, they all look between their twenties and thirties, and their appearance is not outstanding, but they still have some transcendent temperament, and at a glance, they know that they are several grades higher than the reckless men in the caravan.

The leader walked to the ruins of the inn and looked at it for a few moments, and then asked, "Has anyone seen the whole process of the attack?" Thinking on his knees, this could not have been done by the caravans.

Deng Hao stood with his hands down, and respectfully said everything he saw when the caravan passed here. After hearing this, the man showed a look of disappointment: "Alas, it turns out that you have not seen who the attacker is. ”

"Not yet. But last night we had a strange incident, which I have walked three times in fifteen years, and I have never encountered it. "Deng Haoyuan originally told the story of the wolf's caravan encountering the drum-bellied frog last night, and the whole army was wiped out. The first is to provide clues to this monk, and the second is to make a foreshadowing here in the Immortal Sect, in case the head office of the Wolf Bank knows that he and the Gyeongju detachment have formed a relationship, and some people have clearly proved that this detachment is not folded in their own hands.

For the first time, the leading monk showed a shocked expression: "Even the drum-bellied frog has appeared, it seems that the closer to the time of the Emperor's Slurry Outbreak, the more restless these monsters become." We can't handle this matter well, so we have to inform Sanmen. He turned around and gave a few orders, and the disciples behind him released the jade bee that transmitted the sound. This is very similar to the sound transmission of the paper crane of Quan Shifang, but since the jade bee is made of spirit jade, its flight speed is faster and the flight range is much larger.

When they had done this, they ignored the caravan, turned around and flew away.

Their rudeness, naturally, everyone will not take it seriously. However, there were many people in the team with excellent ear skills, but the "Emperor Flowing Pulp" mentioned by the monk aroused everyone's interest, and as soon as several monks left, someone asked.

Deng Hao sighed and said, "I haven't encountered this before, but I just heard the elders in the family talk about it." The businessman is most afraid of this, but he is afraid of what will come, and the next trade route may not be easy to go. ”

The cultivation method of youkai is different from that of humans, and the most common way is to absorb the essence of the moon at night to replenish and strengthen itself. And every 100 years of moonshine contains "emperor flow pulp", which is a big explosion of moonshine essence. Its shape is like countless olives, ten thousand golden threads, and it hangs down in strings. The plants and trees in the world can become demons when they inherit their essence, and other demons can show their magical powers when they eat. Because the grass and trees are sexual and lifeless, the emperor flow pulp can replenish their lives, and the original monster is very beneficial if you suck the emperor flow pulp.

It is said that the monster absorbs the effect of the "Emperor Flowing Pulp" overnight, and it can withstand its own cultivation for hundreds of years.

Therefore, every 100 years when the deadline is approaching, countless demons will wake up from their dormancy, waiting for the best moment to absorb the "Emperor Flowing Pulp". They have slept for decades, and what is the first thing they do when they wake up? Eat! The world will inevitably be in turmoil because of this, and the caravans that have been struggling to travel between the mountains, rivers and rivers will be dealt a fatal blow.

"The next time 'Emperor Flow' arrives, it should be on the night of November 15, that is, nearly three months later. From now on, there will be a lot of monsters that were originally stung in the near future, and the chaos of the past few days is just a precursor. Alas, the rest of the road will not be smooth. Deng Hao sighed, thinking about whether to let everyone rest for a few months.

Ning Xiaoxian's heart was also scolding. As soon as I crossed over and was about to travel west, I caught up with the probability of "once in a century", just like a Chinese man who worked hard for several years to save enough money to travel to a foreign country, but only to take a flight on Malaysia Airlines MH370. Those monsters that were originally buried in the water and soil are about to crawl out, and the possibility of their own survival has been suppressed to the end. Why is it so accurate, why is it so coincidental? Buy lottery tickets in the original world, how come you have never stepped on such a good dog luck?

No matter how frustrated you are, you still have to rush this way. So the Yunhu caravan was on the road again, but the air pressure in the team was a little low, and everyone's mood was a little heavy.

Chang Tianqi said: "It's understandable that other mortals are not in a good mood, why are you so depressed?"

"The emperor is here, and the big monster is out. Can I still live?", she said angrily.

"There are two sides to the story. You only see the appearance of the emperor's flowing pulp, and the appearance of demons in the world is not conducive to your westward journey. But have you ever thought that Emperor Flowing Pulp is also a great tonic for you? In a few dozen days, you will complete the quenching and you will be able to cultivate. ”

Her surprise was not trivial: "Didn't Team Leader Deng say that the Emperor's Liquid Pulp can only be enjoyed by plants, trees, and monsters?

…… It's Ha, I haven't told her, and I plan to teach her the method of demon cultivation. But it's not time yet.

He had to be vague: "I have my own way." You deal with the next three months first. (To be continued......)