"Xiaosheng is ready to catch up with the caravan to the Western Regions and go to the Western Regions to learn some business methods"

There is also a lot of trouble for poor scholars, and when they speak, they bow their hands and bow their heads.

"What is this place?" He Cheng asked.

"Close to Taiyuan, Shanxi"

It is called the Daewoo Dynasty, but it has the name of the earth in the previous life.

After bowing his head and waiting for a long time, there was no response, Luo Zhiqiu looked up and found that the silver-armored general in front of him had a thoughtful face, and then arched his hand, "General, say goodbye, goodbye" turned around and retired, naturally there was no response.

Luo Zhiqiu trotted for a while, lest he lose the caravan.

He Cheng was thinking, I don't know if there are demons and monsters in this world, let alone whether there are gods above my head.

"Scholar, wait!"

Luo Zhiqiu immediately stopped, turned around and waited for the Silver Armor General behind him to order.

"Is the general still in business?"

"I happen to have nothing to do, so I'll go to the Western Regions with you to have a look!"

In ancient times, the Western Regions generally referred to Xinjiang and other western regions, such as Kunlun Xianshan, which has the most folk tales, dramas, storytelling, etc., is also in the Western Regions.

The scholar was overjoyed, and looked up at He Cheng's eyes, but he felt that his eyes were as cold as a dead man, so he shivered and quickly withdrew them. "You and I can be companions, and the road will definitely be more stable in the future"

With a powerful general behind him, he must be much safer.

"Do you have any clothes?"

"Yes! Of course! Luo Zhiqiu grabbed a blue cloth scholar's robe from the book basket.

The study gown is wide and fat, there are two layers of cloth seams inside and outside, when it is cold in winter, the cotton is stuffed into it to keep out the winter, and when the spring is warm, then the thread is dismantled and the cotton is taken out, and there are only two or three pieces of clothing to change and wear throughout the year, and there is only one for the poorer.

"General, have you studied mystical powers?"

Luo Zhiqiu saw He Cheng put on a robe, and with a slight shake, the silver armor on his body burrowed into his sleeves like flowing water.

With both hands raised, the two sleeves were breezy, and the big silver armor was stuffed into the sleeves, and there was no trace!

In addition to his half-length hair, he changed into a scholar's clothes, which really meant that he was a scholar.

He Cheng stomped his feet and changed his foot shape to adapt to the length of the shoe, "A little bluffing, what's the matter, have you ever seen others use spells?" ”

"That's not true, it's just that I often hear people say that ghosts are often encountered in the wilderness, and if you are not careful, you will be eaten by disembowelment"

Speaking of demons and monsters, Luo Zhiqiu's face changed slightly, but he still insisted on pretending to be meaningless.

"You're not afraid?"

"Zi is silent, strange and confused, why should Xiaosheng be afraid? I don't do bad things in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night! ”

How can the scholar see that there is a zombie king on the cholera side in front of him, and killing people and sucking blood is a common thing.

"It's better to have demons and monsters!"

When Luo Zhiqiu saw him speak, his tongue licked his lips, and the murderous aura in his eyes was like two steel knives, and Luo Zhiqiu, who was frightened with a light sweep, was terrified.

He quickly turned his head away, for fear of being cut off by a knife in his eye.

Dry throat said: "The general said that it was a joke"

"Haha, let's go!"

This place is more than 40 miles away from Taiyuan, north to Hebei, across Hebei and Henan to the east is Shandong.

The geographical location is not biased at all, it is called the Daewoo Dynasty, which is exactly the same as the ancient China of the earth, and there is the Jinyi Wei developed from the "Gongwei Division" founded by Emperor Taizu when he founded the country.

The slightest bit is similar to the Ming Dynasty.

However, compared with the history of the Ming Dynasty of more than 200 years, this country has more than 900 years and has been established for thousands of years.

"Xiaosheng is a person from Jinhuayi, Zhejiang, two years ago the exam was unfavorable, and then he followed the caravan to his home in Shanxi, and I heard that my hometown has been dry for two years, I"

He was glad that he had escaped, but he was also sad for his hometown.

On the way, he found a close friend, Luo Zhiqiu kept talking, pouring his situation clean like a bean, but suddenly remembered that he didn't know anything about the person next to him.

"General, where are you from?"

“”

"Not human!" The corners of his mouth curled, and the white teeth that were exposed by his lips were cold and dripping, seeping like a severed head.

"Ahh

Luo Zhiqiu leaned back, but he didn't expect a person standing behind him, and the other party raised his hand to support his back and hold him steady, so as to prevent him from falling.

"Scholar, be careful!"

"Uncle, I'm sorry"

Gently raised his hand to support Luo Zhiqiu's old man in a robe, and the mist on the river was hanging on it, and he fell into the water as soon as he moved.

"Two sons, you want to go to Montenegro?" The old man looked at the two people in front of him and said with a charity smile.

"That's right! We"

Luo Zhiqiu glanced at He Cheng, saw that he had been looking at the old man with a smile, and hesitated, "There is a silk caravan going to the Western Regions from here to Montenegro, they are going to the Western Regions, I want to learn the way of business from them, if I can't keep up now, I will really lose it when I leave Shanxi!" ”

"You'd better not go"

The old man shook his head, "There is no boat willing to cross the river now."

Further on there was a great river, the surface of which was filled with a thick fog, which was mixed with the dark clouds in the sky, and could not be separated, and it was impossible to understand which was the cloud and which was the fog.

"I won't pay or not? Are there people who don't make money? ”

"I'm the one who doesn't make money," the old man looked at his kind eyes and smiled more approachable, "I'm the only one in this place!" ”

"Boatman, this is my last chance! You must help me! ”

Luo Zhiqiu was about to kneel down after speaking.

"Don't you know, if you go to Montenegro at night, you will definitely die? There's a man-eating monster inside! ”

"The old man laughed, and he was silent."

The old man raised his hand and shook the mist on his coat.

"It's useless for you to say that, if you don't go, you won't go, I haven't lived enough!"

Speak simply, turn around and leave.

Luo Zhiqiu hurriedly caught up, and finally pulled the old man back under the soft grinding and hard soaking.

"You scholar is really a bull!"

The old man had no choice but to get on the boat, but He Cheng was smiling even more beside him.

"Let's go, don't rely on me when you die!"

The old man propped up Artemisia to drive the boat.

"Don't worry, uncle, we will never blame you for your life!" Luo Zhiqiu deliberately sat away from He Cheng.

His head began to recall, falling from the sky, and his eyes seemed to have a steel knife hidden in it. So when He Cheng said that he was not a human being, he should believe it.

But now that he thinks about it, he feels hasty, after all, he doesn't believe in demons and monsters in the world at all!

It must be the general joking with himself!

Luo Zhiqiu looked at He Cheng, who turned his head to look at the thick fog, as if he could really see through the fog, put his eyes on the black mountain, and swallowed the plan in his heart.

"How long will it take?"

The small wooden boat plunged headlong into the thick fog.

A knife-sharpening voice came from the fog, "It's coming soon!" ”

Luo Zhiqiu fell into the cabin with a cry of pain as if his ear had been cut by a knife.

Vaguely, I saw the old man of the boat family in a cloak walking in step by step.

The soaking face, swollen eyelids, and a strong salty smell.

"Demons are rampant in Montenegro, you two scholars are so bold that they were automatically sent to the door! Scholars with fine skin and tender meat are the best!! ”

Youkai don't forget to spit out stench when they speak.

The rotten claws probed and grabbed He Cheng nearby!

"Black Mountain is full of demons?"

didn't see He Cheng move, he suddenly raised his hand, his arm pierced the monster's chest like a steel fork, and pulled out a fluttering demon heart.

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