The night is low, the moon and stars are scarce, and the barren mountains and temples are broken.

This mountainous area is still some distance from Luzhou City, there is no village in front of the village, there is no shop behind it, and the caravan has to rest for the night at the unknown withered temple halfway up the hillside.

After all, it was a small temple, not spacious, and the caravan people laid the ground in the temple, stacked the goods in the corner of the courtyard, and put the horses outside the courtyard.

As for the few rooms that were barely able to live in people, they were all vacated and cleaned out for the female dependents to live in.

The so-called female dependents are naturally not people in the caravan, but women who were rescued from the bandit camp by the Wanli Sealing Knife.

This gang of bandits has been wandering in the nearby area for several months, and with their own caution, they have escaped the encirclement and suppression of the officials and soldiers again and again-

In fact, it is very reluctant to say that it is encircled and suppressed, the situation in Nanjun is chaotic, most of the officers and soldiers are some ** hooligans, and they have been in battle for a long time, and it is difficult to say whether they can withstand it in front of the bandits without retreating.

What's more, there is also the collusion of officials and bandits, and they are complicit, and they have not made great efforts to eliminate bandits at all.

It's the bitterness of these women, most of their husbands were killed by bandits, and the contemporary etiquette is strict, and if they want to go home, they may not even be accepted by their families.

Dressed in pitch-black coat, Li Ang sat on the ground that had been temporarily swept out, and through the bonfire, he flipped through the information written by Zhu Xuemin.

There were constant whimpering and crying in the wing, Li Ang sighed slightly, looked at the caravan steward behind the bonfire and said, "Steward Xu, those thieves all have official rewards, right?" ”

Hearing that he had attained the culture of a master, Steward Xu, who was wide and fat, hurriedly raised his head from the bowl and said with a smile: "Exactly, the leader of this gang of bandits is that short and strong man, nicknamed Bantam Tiger, who carries dozens of lives on his back and two hundred taels of silver. ”

After that, for fear that Li Ang would misunderstand, Steward Xu hurriedly added: "When we arrive in Luzhou City, the villain will definitely report to the government that there is not only a hanging red of two hundred taels of silver, but also a bounty for the suppression of other bandits, as well as a gift money for our firm..."

"No need."

Li Ang waved his hand, "You can distribute the money to those women for me.

If you are willing to go back, find a way to find someone to send them back to their hometown,

Those who don't want to go home also help them settle down in Luzhou City and find a livelihood. Repay me for saving your life. ”

Steward Xu was stunned when he heard this, glanced at Li Ang's calm expression, pursed his lips, and said with emotion, "The Taoist chief is kind and generous, and your orders will definitely be done in the future." ”

Smack.

Four palm-sized gold ingots were thrown from Liu Wuxi's hands into Steward Xu's arms.

"Extra money."

Liu Wuxian withdrew his hand, said without raising his head, and continued to look at the paper materials.

Yes, it's still the eldest lady who has a generous shot.

Leon smiled, picked up a piece of the caravan's dry food pancakes, and ate it with the thick soup.

Before entering the scripted mission, ordinary players should bring some hard currency that can be circulated in the scripted world in addition to the necessary combat materials.

For example, gold and silver ingots, cheap accessories made by modern techniques (such as glass beads used to trick natives in ancient background scripts), these things take up very little space, but they can come in handy.

Just like Li Ang used small commodities to deceive the treasured transcendent materials from the demons in the Lonely Han Temple before.

As the chubby Steward Xu entered the wing room with the gold nuggets and spoke, the crying of the woman there gradually subsided.

The moonlight was getting dark, and Steward Xu, who ran back, asked several people to take turns to keep vigil, while the others landed on the ground and fell asleep, using dreams to escape the torment of life and death.

Wanli Fengdao yawned and fell asleep, Liu Wuxian leaned on the beam and pretended to sleep, Xing Hechou closed his eyes and reached out to wipe the iron tablets (he took the standard pills of the Special Affairs Bureau, and he didn't have to sleep for a few days and nights, but he would be a little tired mentally),

Leon looked at the bonfire thoughtfully.

The second layer of King Shengnan's dream,

It's like a small world with all the elements perfect, and it's hard to imagine that this would be a dream without knowing it beforehand.

Li Ang said silently in his heart: "The bandit who practiced King Kong during the day is not bad, and the extraordinary ability he possesses is also real and feasible.

According to Zhu Xuemin's information, the White Lotus Sect in this world has a method of allowing mortals to have low-end mana through mutual cannibalism of the same kind. ’

"What's so strange about that?"

Miss Chai asked curiously, "Aren't there similar skills in the real world?" ”

"It's different."

Li Ang said silently: "Whether it is flowers, birds, insects, fish, or pedestrians and things in this world, they are exactly the same as the real world.

But one thing is strange, the humans here seem to be able to give me more power of faith. ”

"Huh?"

Miss Chai was stunned when she heard this, in the world of magic fairy tales before, Li Ang pretended to be an oriental monk who knew how to heal medicine, and treated many people in the Kingdom of Rune.

In the process, one or two points of faith from the patients and their families can be harvested to recharge the imprint of the swamp gods.

According to Leon's guess,

As long as it is worshiped and trusted by others, the imprint of the gods can gain the power of faith, and it is not necessary for others to worship and worship as the only true god.

A mortal who has been greatly helped, can provide a little power of faith,

A mortal shallow believer can provide three points of faith power,

So today, the caravan he rescued during the day provided him with almost a hundred points of faith power in one go, far beyond the real world and the magic fairy tale world.