Zhao Zheng stopped and stopped, widening the distance between him and the little sword demon, neither throwing it off nor letting the other party catch up.

He rode to the foot of a stout, bare tree, and took out the food he had brought with him, including flatbread, dried dates, beef jerky, and a jug of wine. He took a bite of the flatbread and chewed it in his mouth, the flatbread became thinner and thinner, and a smell of wheat spread in his mouth, stimulating the taste buds.

As he ate, he pondered his plan, considering every step.

This ancient road leads to the Boulder Pass, called Zhangkuan Road, the avenue is wide, and there are very few forks. The trail twists and turns, following the surrounding topography, with a large bend in the middle.

If you follow this detour to the boulder pass, it will take a lot of time, but fortunately there is a fork in the road, and this fork in the road is a shortcut.

If you follow this small fork in the road, you can save a lot of time and it is very convenient, but this fork in the road is tortuous and bumpy, it is difficult to walk, and there are many bandits and robbers hiding in the places you pass.

The government has sent troops to clean up the bandits here many times, but due to the complicated terrain, as soon as the officers and soldiers entered, the bandits all hid in the deep mountains and old forests, and they could not even catch a single thief. The government failed several times, and the bandits did not catch a few, but instead lost their troops and lost many officers and soldiers, and finally had to give up and let the bandits here be the party to the disaster.

This sheep intestine trail is notorious in the local area and is vividly called the Broken Soul Path.

In the past two years, few people have taken this soul-breaking path, which has led to a great reduction in the bandits' business. The bandits could not grab anything, so they had to find another way out, and some of them had the courage to attack the surrounding countryside. There are also studies that are self-sufficient. Farmland has been cultivated in the mountains. Raised livestock.

Among the bandits in the Broken Soul Dao area, there is a bandit with the greatest momentum, there are dozens of bandits, and the leader of the mountain king is named Wang Sheng, nicknamed the Great Golden Knife, with the strength of the Five Heavens, extremely fierce.

It stands to reason that with Wang Sheng's strength. You can find a more promising way out, such as serving the imperial court, or collecting some apprentices to set up a small portal. But Wang Sheng has no interest in these ways out, he likes to be free and free, and hates to be constrained, and it is exactly what he wants to be the king of the mountain here.

In the game, the Broken Soul Road is a small mid-game quest that the player can use to attack the cottages along the way. The most powerful boss in this dungeon is this big golden knife Wang Sheng.

Zhao Zheng is going to use this special geographical location to deal with Mo Yunzi this time. He planned to deliberately approach Mo Yunzi, walk with him, and then lead Mo Yunzi to the Soul Breaking Path. Cause a conflict with local bandits, and try to get Mo Yunzi and Wang Sheng to fight.

Mo Yunzi and Wang Sheng are not comparable. will definitely lose both, and then Zhao Zheng will have a chance to take advantage of it, and he can come to a fisherman to make a profit and kill the two together.

Killing Wang Sheng is to eliminate harm for the people, and killing Mo Yunzi is to eliminate harm for the people plus removing potential competitors, so as not to involve Mo Yunzi in snatching Zichu Sword in the future. If the plan is successful, it will kill three birds with one stone.

The first thing to do next is to approach Mo Yunzi and try to lead Mo Yunzi to the Soul Breaking Path.

Mo Yunzi probably fell into the devil because of his sword practice, leaving a shadow in his heart, even when he was not sick, his personality was a little violent and perverse, and it was not easy to get close to him.

It can be seen from the fact that Mo Yunzi drank tea halfway that he is a very particular person, and he is unwilling to wronged himself even when he is in a hurry, maybe this is a good breakthrough point.

Zhao Zheng's head turned, he thought of a good idea, his eyes lit up, he sped up the speed of eating the flatbread, clapped his hands after eating, and dusted off the slag.

Early the next morning, halfway to Zhangkuan Road.

On the right side of the road was a table with all kinds of utensils, several of which were still silver and shining. There was a fire next to the table, and a large pot was set up on the fire, and porridge with green onions and lean pork was boiling in the pot. The lean meat in this pot of porridge is not ordinary lean meat, but lean meat cut from the wild boar king, and the meat is more delicious and tender than ordinary pigs, and the fragrance is more intense.

Zhao Zheng held a big spoon and stirred it in the pot a few times, the heat and the aroma of porridge were stirring, and just smelling it twice made people's appetite move.

He only carried a simple package on his back when he arrived, but that didn't mean he had less luggage. In his system warehouse, there are a lot of things, the ordinary warehouse is equipped with tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans, and the ice cellar warehouse is frozen with wild boar kings, melons, fruits and vegetables.

He is busy with his usual travel, everything is simple, and he is too lazy to cook and cook, but as long as he wants, he can cook delicious dishes, and even eat some out-of-season fruits and vegetables.

Just as Zhao was cooking porridge, there was a crisp sound of horses' hooves and the crushing sound of a car at the end of the road. The two carriages showed their figures in the morning light, gradually approaching, and they were the two carriages that Mo Yunzi was riding.

Zhao Zheng glanced at the carriage a few more times with his spare eyes, cheered up, scooped out the porridge, and poured it into the bowl. The porridge was cooked quite successfully, the rice grains were white and flawless, blending with the sticky porridge water, and the green onions and bright red meat grains were dotted with each other. He sat down with the bowl, sniffed a few times, and then scooped the porridge water with a silver spoon and officially started eating.

The porridge water entrance, the rice grains are soft, the porridge water is smooth, the meat grains are chewy, and the taste is impeccable.

The two carriages came quickly, and the two male servants in charge of driving glanced at Zhao Zheng, who was eating porridge, a few more times, and they recognized Zhao Zheng as the one who passed by yesterday when making tea, and they felt very puzzled in their hearts.

It's too strange for a person to cook porridge and eat halfway, and where did those tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans come from? How is it possible for a person to take so many things with him on a hurry?

The male servants were puzzled, but they didn't dare to stop and ask, so they could only drive past Zhao Zheng, who was drinking porridge.

Inside the carriage, the incense of porridge slipped in through the cracks in the undulating curtains and burrowed into Mo Yunzi's nose, the tip of which moved visibly.

"Where did the porridge come from?"

Mo Yunzi felt strange in his heart, opened the curtain of the carriage, looked back, and saw Zhao Zheng, who was far behind. He had the same questions in his mind as the valets, but he couldn't get them answered. Because the distance was too far, he didn't recognize Zhao Zheng, and after looking at it for a while, he lowered the curtains.

Zhao Zheng's pot of porridge didn't attract Mo Yunzi to stop, but he was not discouraged, once it didn't work, there were two times, two times it didn't work, and three times, as long as Mo Yunzi had a little curiosity, he would take the initiative to come up. He ate three bowls of porridge unhurriedly, then poured out the rest of the porridge and washed the dishes. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one on the road, he put everything in the warehouse and continued to ride on horseback.

He was alone, and he rode a fast horse, which was naturally faster than the carriage, and he could easily surpass Mo Yunzi's two carriages.

The two male servants in charge of driving the car both showed disbelief when they saw Zhao Zheng passing by lightly, they both wanted to figure out where those tables and chairs went, but they couldn't think of a reason for breaking their heads.

At noon, Zhao Zheng repeated his old skills and showed off his cooking skills halfway. This time, he made a total of three dishes, namely braised pork, fried shredded potatoes, and a large pot of cabbage soup. He's also a guy who came out of the inn, and it's easy to make these home-cooked dishes, and it's not difficult.

These dishes are very ordinary, and it stands to reason that there will not be much fragrance, but the ingredients used to make these dishes are mixed with a little wild boar king fat, which makes the flavor of the dishes a higher level, just like the chef made.

Mo Yunzi's carriage passed by Zhao Zheng again, and the two male servants who drove were already staring out their eyes, if it weren't for Mo Yunzi's master being too fierce, they would definitely stop the car privately and ask where these things came from.

Mo Yunzi in the car also smelled the aroma, he couldn't help but open the curtain of the car, looked back, and found that it was still the same person yesterday who was eating halfway this time. He felt that Zhao Zheng was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and after thinking for a while, he finally remembered that he had seen Zhao Zheng at Lu Gong's house.

He just met Zhao Zheng at the time, and he didn't know each other, and even if he remembered it, he didn't have much to remember. He felt that Zhao Zheng was a little strange and had some interest, but because he was indifferent and did not like to socialize, he quickly dispelled the idea of stopping and talking. He lowered the curtains and continued to meditate.

Zhao Zheng failed for the second time, in order to avoid arousing suspicion, he did not deliberately show off that night, and waited until noon the next day to repeat the old trick, and set up a table of wine and food on the road. He put in a lot of effort this time, made a few more dishes, and filled the table.

This time, the manservant who was driving the carriage finally couldn't bear it anymore, slowed down the car, and had the courage to knock on the wooden frame of the carriage twice.

"What's the matter?" Moyunzi's voice came from the carriage.

"Young master, we have met this strange man again." The manservant continued to drive, not daring to look back, and replied in a loud voice.

"What weirdo?"

"We've met him three or four times on the road, and every time we meet him, he's eating halfway through. It's not surprising, what's really strange is that he's only one person, but every time he eats, he puts a lot of things on the road, rice cookers, tables, chairs, everything, and I don't know where he usually puts these things. Every time he overtook us, I would stare at him, but he was always alone, a horse, and there was no place to put anything. The more the manservant spoke, the more strange he became, and he pondered, "Young master, do you think he should be an immortal?" ”

"Immortals, where are the gods in this world?" Mo Yunzi in the car coldly refuted.

"Since he's not an immortal, where did he get those things?"

"This ......" Mo Yunzi dragged out a long note, but couldn't answer anything.

"Young Master...... Why don't we stop and ask him? The manservant asked boldly.

Mo Yunzi in the car frowned and thought about it, rolled his eyes, and agreed: "Okay." You turn around and walk back, and I want to see what this man has to say. (To be continued.) )

PS: I recommend a new book from a friend, the setting is very innovative, and the name is "Heart of Steel".