"Let's go! Let's go to Qingjian Creek. Jiu Qi hurriedly beckoned the driver and waited, and turned to everyone to wave: "Let's go, there will be one bus a day." ”

At that moment, the five of them said goodbye to Liu Wencai, hurriedly got on the bus, and each looked for a seat.

The car was moving, and looking through the window, Liu Wencai kept waving goodbye to them until he could no longer see them......

"Shallot, why did you faint again just now?" Guo Yunxiang was next to Ding Xiaocong and asked nervously, counting it, this is the second time that Ding Xiaocong has fainted recently.

Ding Xiaocong shook his head, he didn't know what was going on, it was said that with his current mana, it was impossible for him to go out of his body, which was something that only a great witch of Shizun's level could do. However, for ghosts and witches, this is not a bad thing, and the soul out of the body can really play the role of the soul.

"That's because I'm amazing!" Ding Xiaocong teased with a smile.

"But!" Guo Yunxiang glanced at him, habitually arguing, but there was still a trace of worry in her expression.

Behind the two of them sat Jiang Bai and Jiuyi, Jiang Bai was very quiet, holding the pupil in his arms and silently looking out of the window, but Jiuqi was a typical Sichuan girl character, chattering for a moment.

"Sister Jiang, let me tell you, I really have been a witch girl!" People don't say she said, Jiu Yu pulled Jiang Bai to argue.

Jiang Bai also smiled lightly.

"You sisters and brothers, why is one surnamed Jiang and the other surnamed Ding?" Seeing Jiang Bai turn around, Jiu Qi became even more energetic.

Jiang Bai was stunned when asked, is this topic related to the previous topic?

She obviously still underestimated Jiuqi, and next, even more outrageous words came out.

I don't know what I thought, Jiu Qi suddenly "poofed" and smiled, "You guys must be all members of the family, and all have ...... names There are ginger, shallots, kidney beans, and safflower, all of which are condiments! ”

Jiang Bai shuddered when she said it.

Ding Xiaocong and Guo Yunxiang snickered in the front seat, and Hua Hongying's face turned blue in the back seat, "It's a bonus, not a safflower, the meaning of money!" ”

Chattering all the way, the car drove out of Wuzhong County and entered the mountains again.

Broadly speaking, from Jinchuan in the west, to Xingsuhai in the north, to Shennongjia in the east, and to the Central Sichuan Plain in the south, this area of continuous mountainous areas is counted as Wushan, and its scope is larger than that of many countries known as great powers.

Since the accident of the Phoenix, a group of four mages have been shuttling in Wushan, and they haven't even touched the edge yet. However, this time they turned back, Qingjian Creek is only about 100 kilometers away from Qinglongzhu in a straight line.

The bus went around the mountains until about two o'clock in the afternoon, and stopped at a small stream, which was Qingjian Creek.

The five of them had already sat with a sore back and legs, so they rushed out of the car, stood on the side of the road and stretched their waists, and finally felt comfortable.

The car drove away, and the big guys looked around, dumbfounded, there were mountains everywhere, clouds and fog, but not even a single house could be seen.

"I heard that people who make illegal salt live in a place where others can't find it at all, it's true." Hua Hongying sighed that although his hometown is Wushan, he has never been in contact with anyone who does private salt.

In ancient times, the control of salt was extremely strict, and if you are caught doing illegal salt and selling, you will be killed!

The traffickers can play hide and seek with the officials, but the salt makers cannot, they must have fixed salt wells and workshops, so they can only choose to be in the deep mountains and old forests that are inaccessible.

Jiu Mi smiled heartily, "Of course, that is, I will take you, otherwise you won't be able to find it in a year." ”

Qingjian Creek is now the dry season, the amount of water is very small, and when the water rises, the amount of water will be several times larger, and it can be completely boated, and the witch salt of Wuzhai can only be transported out in the rising season. This method happens to prevent the official family from entering the mountain, which can be regarded as a protective measure, even if you know that someone inside is making smuggled salt, the large army cannot enter.

The first step to finding Wuzhai is to walk upstream along Qingjian Creek.

After a short rest on the side of the road, the five of them set out on their shoulders and went up the shallows by the creek and disappeared into the mountains.

The road is getting more and more difficult, the mountains and forests are getting deeper and deeper, looking up at the clouds and mist, the surrounding forest barriers are dense, the line of sight is only more than ten meters, if there is not a stream to guide the way, I am afraid that even the nine will be lost.

From the afternoon until dark, after looking at the creek, Jiu Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's turn west, take a straight line, and we will be there in half a mile." ”

Sure enough, as she said, after leaving the stream and entering the forest, a looming forest path appeared. Since all the people in the village have moved away, this road has not been walked for more than ten years, and it is full of wild grass, and if you don't look closely, you can't find it at all.

It was through this path that people transported bags of witch salt to the stream, and then spread it to all parts of the country by water.

It has a subtropical climate with evergreen broad leaves, but it is cooler and drier than the rainforest, and it is pleasant to walk.

After a while, a cliff appeared in front of him, and there was a dilapidated log cabin at the bottom of the cliff.

"When I was a kid, I used to come here to play tricks." Jiu Qi beckoned everyone to hurry up and keep up. "It's getting dark, and it's not safe to go up the mountain at night, so let's rest here for the night."

The four of them hurriedly followed.

The wooden house in disrepair has decayed in some places, the whole is black-brown, with a strong musty smell, go in to see, the roof is rotten and half-pulled, you can see the sky directly, fortunately it is not the rainy season, it is enough to shelter the wind.

The small wooden house looks ordinary on the outside, but there is a narrow cave on the side of the cliff, which only allows one person to pass through, which is the only way to the Wu Village. This entrance is not only secret, but even if it is discovered, it is completely impossible to attack the mountain.

By this time it was already completely dark, and everyone had cleared up a vacant lot in the corner of the hut, where they were to spend the night tonight, and half of the house had collapsed into a ground of rotten wood, just enough to make a fire.

After a while, the bonfire was lit, a pot of boiling water was boiling, and several people chatted around the bonfire, mainly Hua Hongying bragging about his legendary experience. The mountains and forests here are very quiet, and there is hardly any sound to be heard, only the laughter of a few of them.

Hua Hongying has also traveled a lot of places and experienced a lot of things, and the four young people were all fascinated by it, and their eyes widened. At this moment, there seemed to be a heavy object falling to the ground not far from the cabin, and there was a muffled sound of "bang", which shook people's hearts and scared everyone.

Jiang Bai reacted the most quickly, his figure disappeared in a flash, and the remaining four people hurriedly followed the direction from which the voice came.