The turbulent sandstone village seems to become particularly fragile at night, and the villagers gather in the clearing, and occasionally the cool breeze blows, and one or two crooked thatched huts collapse in response to the trembling ears of the villagers.

Lao Zhang and the others followed Heng Lao to collect the mattresses and distribute them in the ruins, and Yuwen rescued the villagers until their lips and teeth turned white...... The dawn of dawn is not easy to come by.

With his back to the village, Bei Ji spent the night thinking alone under an old tree.

There were two things that mattered to him.

One is the target of the mysterious black-robed man's raid. Although the men in black scattered to various huts, seemingly stealing, in fact, the actions of the men in black did not cause actual damage to the village, and now the catastrophic scene in the village was caused by the crazy attack on them after the appearance of the black-robed people.

But why did the black-robed man only target himself and attack? Bei Ji couldn't figure it out.

The second is the accident brought by the talent of 'storage' to Beiji. For a long time, Bei Ji only used the storage space as a convenient storage function that came with him, but he didn't think that this talent could even be stored in fine arts, especially in this battle with the black-robed man, what he stored was a powerful fine art that he could not compete with.

It can be released as a counterattack, and can even be broken down for refinement learning.

Bei Ji couldn't help but smack his tongue for the power of this talent, he spent twenty days to get familiar with the body, but there were still unexplored places in the body, and for a while Bei Ji actually had the illusion that "this talent was simply ruined by himself......

As the night faded away and the sun rose again, the villagers were temporarily relieved, and the panic in their hearts was contained.

Bei Ji got up from under the old tree, looked at the low hillside in front of him, which had been leveled by the Red Demon Bead, exhaled a cloudy breath, and walked towards the blacksmith shop as usual.

Pushing open the door, four figures were already standing in the center of the hall, it was Heng Lao, Uncle Li, Wu Tuo and Lao Zhang.

Still in the world of self-thought, Bei Ji's expression was a little surprised when he saw Uncle Li: "Uncle Li, why didn't I see you last night?" ”

When Uncle Li saw someone coming, as soon as he heard this question, he buried his head deeply, hoping to cover up his shame: "I was in a coma, and I couldn't hear any movement outside until dawn." ”

"That ......" Bei Ji's gaze then moved to Wu Tuo, remembering that he hadn't seen him last night.

"I ...... is also unconscious......" Wu Tuo whispered, his face turned to the side, and a big man was asked like a little girl.

Bei Ji grinned, as if he had seen some rare sight, Heng Lao coughed dryly twice on the side, and seriously brought the topic to the right track: "Xiaobei, today you and Uncle Li are going to Romanport." ”

"Together?" Uncle Li pointed to a pile of forged farm tools and weapons behind him, and said, "The main thing is to deliver the goods and exchange some gold coins for purchasing building materials. ”

"What is the port of Roman?" Since the crossing, Bei Ji has not been out of this mountain forest, and he is very suspicious of places outside the gravel village.

However, Uncle Li didn't intend to give Bei Ji a chance to choose, and he also put Bei Ji's doubts out of his mind, and said to himself: "Let's go together, there is such a situation in the village, the procurement demand is large, and more manpower can always prevent some accidents." ”

"In addition," Uncle Li felt embarrassed, but he continued: "The gold coins exchanged for delivery are yours after all." ”

These days, in addition to the daily morning and night exercises, Bei Ji spends his time in the blacksmith shop, and stays in the blacksmith shop, which is naturally a lot of forging tools.

Hearing Uncle Li say that the gold coins had their own share, Bei Ji returned his gaze to the forged products of the pile of farm tools and weapons that Uncle Li had just pointed to, and found that most of them had disappeared, and the rest was the pile that was not very valuable.

"Everything of value has been stolen, and the rest is what the thieves can't take......"

Bei Ji then turned his head to look at the other corners of the blacksmith shop, and found that some of the rare ores mined in the mountains were also missing.

"These thieves, their appetite is really not small......" Bei Ji frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

"Alright, pack up, let's hurry up," Heng Lao urged.

"I'll go with you!" Lao Zhang couldn't find a chance to speak on the side, and when he saw that everyone was leaving, he hurriedly spoke.

Heng Lao shook his head: "We all went, Lao Zhang, you will stay and guard the village." ”

"I ......" Lao Zhang wanted to say something, but everyone obviously didn't have time to listen to him.

Uncle Li brought two lean horses from the stable, tied the cart to the horse, and began to carry the forging tools from the blacksmith shop and load the carriage: "Fortunately, the horses were not stolen, otherwise it would have taken a lot of trouble to transport goods to the port of Romans at this juncture." ”

The stables were arranged in a hidden compartment behind the blacksmith's shop, and the sound of horses was barely heard on weekdays, and even Bei Ji knew that there were still a few lean horses used to carry goods in the village.

After a while, the equipment was loaded, and the four of them quickly drove into two carriages under the eyes of Lao Zhang at the entrance of the village, turned through a few roadless jungles, and soon disappeared into Lao Zhang's field of vision, and disappeared towards the outside of the mountains and forests.

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Roman Port, an ancient port city built on the edge of a wide river, has several ports in the city, frequent trade with foreigners, and many cases of tax evasion and black money, attracting businessmen to gather, here is a paradise for businessmen.

At the same time, due to its distance from the imperial capital, it was difficult for the imperial hand to reach it, and the law and order here was weak, the bridges and streets were narrow and intricate, and there were many beggars on the streets, and it was also a paradise for thieves.

It was already noon when the group arrived in the city, which was already their fastest speed, but despite this, the port of Romain was still the closest gathering place to the gravel village.

As soon as I entered the city, news came from the gossip on the streets, and today was the half-year idol worship day in the port of Roman, and the commercial activities on the streets were more active than usual.

Driving two horse-drawn carriages to the crowded streets, the speed was particularly slow, Bei Ji had not seen such a lively scene for a long time, and looked towards the surrounding business district from time to time.

Alchemists, blacksmiths, weapons shops, medicine shops, building materials markets, agricultural markets, taverns, ...... There are countless shops of all kinds.

The old rock buildings are covered with moss and have not been cleaned up, showing the unique age of this small port town.

Uncle Li took the reins and parked the carriage at a market, and let the three of them wait here, and one of them walked in first.

After a cursory conversation with a middle-aged man in the bazaar, Uncle Li turned around and motioned for Bei Ji and the others to unload the equipment from the carriage and transport it inside.

"Twelve sickles, eighteen rice buckets, nail rakes, short shovels, and crane-beak hoes, a total of forty-eight," the middle-aged uncle said as he quickly memorized it while holding a small notebook.

"These are all high-end appliances that we forge, and you ......can see the price," Uncle Li added on the side.

However, before Uncle Li finished speaking, the middle-aged man didn't even look at him, and said bluntly: "Ordinary, high-end, the receipt is the same price, just farming, and it is no different to use." ”

"Take it, it's a total of five thousand seven hundred gold coins," the middle-aged man took out two bags of gold coins from the drawer next to him, took out a few of them, and handed the two bags to Uncle Li's hands.

After weighing the weight, Uncle Li shook his head: "Sure enough, the weapons are more valuable, but it's a pity that the forged ones have been stolen." ”

Sighing, Uncle Li distributed the gold coins in the bag as he walked out, and after a while, Uncle Li threw one of the bags at Bei Ji: "In this bag is two thousand gold coins, your share." ”

Taking the gold coin, Bei Ji grabbed half of the bag and put it into the space, and threw the bag back: "Just give me a thousand, and leave the other thousand for the village to purchase." ”

Uncle Li thought about it, but he didn't refuse, in the current situation of Shashi Village, it is definitely not enough to buy building materials with a few thousand gold coins, and the more money at this time, of course, the better.

After the four of them handed over the goods, they wanted to go to the building materials market, and suddenly the crowd became lively.

"It's the sacrificial ceremony, and the sacrificial ritual begins!"

"Let's go and have a look, let's have a good time!"

"It seems that the dark horse of a newly promoted wealthy businessman in Beigang who has won the priesthood this time, I heard that he has suddenly become rich in recent days."

"Rich and rich! You're talking about abundance, right? A middle-aged greasy uncle with a big belly, a mustache, and a weird accent! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's him, he's a big man, and when he is a priest, we may be able to rub some oil and water!"

"Nouveau riche generally shoot generously, go and go, and there will be no robbery for a while!"

Bei Ji listened to the discussion of everyone on the street with a blank face, and couldn't blend into their conversation at all, at this time, the crowd suddenly cheered together, and Wu Tuo quickly patted Bei Ji's shoulder and motioned him to look ahead.

I saw that at the end of the road, under an ebony statue, a fat man slowly rose to a high place with a big belly, an exaggerated mustache on his lips, and a smile on his face to meet the crowd, with a high spirit.