The caravan was already moving slowly, and there were a few more carts full of captured Erlang Mountain, and it would take at least three days to get out of Dahuangling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the straight-line distance is not long, but can not stand the mountain road winding, up and down time-consuming and laborious, on the flat ground to walk an hour of straight road, put in the mountain, two or three hours can not beat, is really Wangshan running dead horse.

Whenever he passed the foot of the mountain occupied by the mountain bandits, the spring steward would hang a bag of money on the side of the road as the road money, and then he could hear the distant greeting of the mountain heroes.

The two sides deliberately maintained a tacit understanding with each other and did not look at each other from beginning to end.

Except for the spring steward, who will give an annual gift at a regular time every year, these mountain bandits are not willing to meet anyone else, after all, in addition to staying in the mountains, they will occasionally go out to buy, and it would be bad if the people from the six doors of the government recognized it.

This is the rule of Dahuangling.

The mountain bandits along the way didn't seem to know what happened to the Gengzi caravan when it passed through Qingniu Mountain and Erlang Mountain, and they took money and let it go as usual, and never encountered the green snake that jumped out with a knife to rob the path or feed the Li family Xiaolang like the old knife handle.

There are very few shops on the almost deserted official road that do business with customers, and if you see it, you must be absolutely careful.

These seemingly simple and dirty inns and restaurants are all black shops without exception, and most of the hospitable guys and shopkeepers are gangsters and murderers who have had human lives on their hands, not only black money, but also black lives, and real smiles hide knives.

If you are on the road, I am afraid that you will have a life to go in and not to come out, and there will always be passers-by who are greedy for shortcuts throughout the year to give their lives in these black shops that want money and life in vain.

The big merchants who pass through Dahuangling all the year round do not dare to provoke such shops, they have their own place to stay.

When the red glow filled the sky, the Gengzi caravan that was in a hurry finally settled down on a hillside that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

There are no black shops, only leeward slopes, caves and a small rock-walled spring.

On the other side of the hill is a steep mountain wall with no grass, and the chilly mountain wind whistles from time to time from the vertical cliff tens of meters high, making the small slope where the caravan has stopped extremely dangerous.

This camp was found by an old camp officer of the Gengzi caravan with a lot of effort, and later stewards would spend a lot of effort to repair and clean up every time they led the team to settle down.

In spite of the thrills of the day, perhaps because of the escape, everyone was in a good mood and worked very hard, and finally arranged all the power animals, carts and goods before the sun set over the top of the mountains, and lit a few bonfires to prepare dinner.

Since there was not much place to rest, hundreds of carts and hundreds of animals had already filled the mouth of the cave, and if it weren't for the air circulation, it wouldn't be long before the smell of animals and horses mixed with the smell of feces and urine was everywhere.

"Spring Steward!"

Li Xiaobai shouted to the Gengzi caravan Spring Expo, which was arranging for tomorrow's departure.

"Li Gongzi, what do you command?"

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his head, and the spring steward took a breath a little by speaking, and this day from departure to rest, he was really busy.

"Will we invite revenge if we exterminate Erlang Mountain?"

Li Xiaobai is not afraid that those mountain bandits will come to the door to shout and kill, no matter how much they come, they will be used as a snack for Qingyao, he just simply hates trouble, jumping one today, jumping one tomorrow, endlessly, disgusting.

"No, no, no, no!" Steward Chun shook his head, he was familiar with the unspoken rules of Dahuangling, and explained: " This time it was Erlang Mountain who broke the rules first, if we can't resist and lose both people and money, I'm afraid no one will stand up for us, even if it is a big boss, there is nothing to do, because this is Dahuangling, not under the jurisdiction of the government, Yishanxiang is just a business name but not an army, but like today, the guys who broke the rules were killed by us, only blame them for not having long eyes, the strength is not as good as people, the heroes of other mountains will gloat, but they will not stand up for them, thieves also have a way, if there are no rules, Dahuangling may have been in a mess long ago, and no one will have food to eat。 ”

However, he didn't tell Li Xiaobai, because he borrowed the other party's light, the Gengzi caravan was equivalent to establishing its authority in Dahuangling, even if there was a malicious Xiaoxiao, I am afraid that before making a move, he would weigh whether he could feed the green snake demon.

"I see!"

Li Xiaobai nodded and put his mind at ease.

"Childe don't worry, when we pass through the Great Yellow Ridge, there will be nothing, they will not chase them out. ”

Steward Chun smiled and nodded, it was not the first time he had led a team through Dahuangling, taught by the words and deeds of the previous old steward, coupled with the experience of dealing with those mountain bandits, the mystery of it had already been clear.

"That's good!"

Li Xiaobai, who got the answer, returned to his resting place, just a small shed built with a few pieces of oilcloth to protect from wind and rain, although simple, in this mountain wilderness where there is no village in front of the village and no shops in the back, many men and coachmen just wrapped in a felt mat leaning against each other, or hiding in a leeward corner for a night.

"Childe, hurry up and recite the scriptures to the slave family!"

As soon as Li Xiaobai lay down, Qing Yao got out of the money bag again, put her little head against his forehead, and kept spitting out snake letters.

This demon girl has just gained the benefit, and the trace of dragon qi contained in the scales has made her cultivation not go further, but the degree of demon qi condensation has increased by three percent, and the demon magic released can be even more powerful.

"Don't read it!"

Li Xiaobai said lazily in his clothes, I saw a lot of people feeding monsters today, although those guys were heinous, he still couldn't get better.

"Why don't you read it, the slave family just wants to hear it!"

Qing Yao didn't know who she could learn to be coquettish, maybe it was her nature, she still wanted to continue refining that scale and completely squeeze out its value.

"Don't make a fuss, you're not in the mood! You don't believe in Buddhism!"

Li Xiaobai rolled her eyes, this demon girl is not true, she is full of nonsense, and she is a ghost!

"Can the slave family believe it! Nan Wu Amitabha! Hehe!"

The demon girl really has no lower limit, and it even glanced at Master Zhidu, who was sitting on the ground not far away, silently chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The cave environment was open, and the windshade couldn't block the sound, and the conversation between Li Xiaobai and Qing Yao was clearly heard by the people around them, and they were dumbfounded one by one, and their jaws almost fell to the ground.

What kind of demon is this? I saw it eating people during the day.

"Unless you eat vegetarian buns every day, you are not allowed to drink my blood, so I will believe it. ”

Li Xiaobai commanded the army of demon girls, so he would not be easily fooled.

The green snake hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The slave family doesn't like to eat vegetarian buns every day, and the son's blood can't be less!"

Suddenly, without warning, he rushed towards Li Xiaobai, and if he didn't agree, he would use force.

As if a conditioned reflex, Li Xiaobai raised his hand, stretched out his fingers and flicked it lightly, and the green snake was immediately deflected and pounced.

Qing Yao didn't seem to believe in this evil, and pounced again.

But all the wind and grass within a few feet of his body were reflected in Li Xiaobai's heart, and with his attention, the green snake's movement trajectory seemed to be getting slower and slower, and it seemed to be very casual to raise his hand to block again, and once again led the other party out impartially.

"Huh, what the hell is this?"

The green snake that pounced in the air twice in a row tilted its head and looked at Li Xiaobai, as if it felt incredible, and he didn't know when his tried and tested bites failed again and again.

Standing up again, he shot at Li Xiaobai, three points faster than Fang Cai.

However, the two fingers were still accurately placed on the snake's body, and the green snake, which was in mid-air without any reason, was pulled away without any accident and hit the oilcloth with a snap.

A few makeshift sheds of tarpaulins crumbled to the ground.

Because he inadvertently triggered the first half of the "Maha Balan Sutra", although Li Xiaobai still didn't know how to cultivate, the full scriptures were imprinted on the first petal of the lotus bud blooming in his heart.

With the help of this aura-filled petals, the true meaning of the "Maha Bowl Sutra" runs endlessly, and if Li Xiaobai is still in a state of cultivation all the time, whether he is talking or walking, eating or sleeping, his mind is gradually growing, and his six senses have become more and more acute, and a trace of aura is imperceptibly washing his muscles and marrow.

I'm afraid that even Li Xiaobai himself doesn't know the reason, but he enjoys these unexpected gains with peace of mind, and his movements become more and more skillful, and he can always intercept Qingyao just right, so that she can't get close to herself.

After three hundred rounds of fighting with one person and one demon plate, Qing Yao finally couldn't help but be discouraged, Childe was always able to intercept her figure in advance like a ghost, making her efforts in vain.

"Childe knows how to bully the slave family, and when he gets angry, he won't play!"

Squeaked, got back into the purse, and sulked.

Putting down his hand, Li Xiaobai smiled bitterly and rubbed his fingers, although the first glimpse of the first half of the "Maha Balan Sutra" mysteries, the mental perception became unusually keen, but this body is still a mortal body, even if Qing Yao, the demon girl, deliberately restricts her strength, she is still a demon clan in the Transformation Realm, if she is completely let go, I am afraid that even a big bulf will be easily knocked out.

In the final analysis, the relationship between one person and one demon is just a joke.

After blocking dozens of times, not only were my fingers already red and swollen, and the pain was endless, but my arms also began to swell and swell, as if I had just done coolies.

Maybe when you get up early tomorrow, there will be another bruise.

Although he suffered some flesh and skin, Li Xiaobai's mood was excellent, and he finally no longer had no way to take this demon girl.

Xiaobai firmly believes that a small victory is an excellent start.

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