The rising sun sprinkled a golden light into the inn through the wisps of clouds, and the busy people, livestock and houses seemed to be plated with a thin round of golden light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early in the morning is the busiest time of the town and the inn, the cattle that had been fed early were brought out of the barn in turn, the tame set on the wheels, the valuable goods were loaded onto the cars, and the caravan of righteousness and goodness was making preparations before departure.

"Childe is early!"

The spring steward, who was checking the leaks before and after, saw Li Xiaobai and immediately bowed.

However, he was good at observing his face, and he faintly felt that this young man seemed to be different from yesterday, and he couldn't say what was the difference.

Li Xiaobai keenly noticed that the other party's expression and reaction were a little different, which was completely different from the ability of the spring steward to observe the face, not only based on sight and hearing, but more like an intuition, even if the other party was not in his sight.

"What's wrong?

He looked down at himself, but he didn't notice any dirt stains on his clothes, not even a single visible wrinkle.

"Uh! no, no!"

For fear of causing a misunderstanding, the spring steward hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand.

"Oh!

Li Xiaobai smiled and arched his hand, turned around and walked towards the convoy, looking for a seat.

Looking at the back of the square steps, the spring steward suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, yesterday he was still like the little man next door, cordial and fluttering, but today there is an inexplicable hint of dust, just like those immortal monks, indifferent and ethereal, overlooking the common people.

Due to Master Zhi Du joining the caravan to accompany him, Li Xiaobai's "The Legend of the White Snake" had to be suspended, because the next paragraph is inappropriate, pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey, even if Master Zhi Du does not care, it is always an impolite thing.

The Gengzi caravan of Yishanxiang Firm was loaded with goods along the winding official road, and gradually entered the Dahuangling mountain area where Fengwolf Road and Guanhua Road meet.

The hazy, rolling mountains ahead are not a treasure trove of feng shui, because they are far away from the towns under the rule of the two provinces, and they are not as heavy as the borders, and there will always be some outlaws in this poor mountain and bad water.

There are often many treacherous terrain in the mountains, and these lands have become the nests of these mountain bandits.

Whether it is Feng Wolf Dao or Guan Hua Dao, they are all powerless to the bandits here.

If there are fewer people to encircle and suppress them, most of them will be attacked by mountain bandits, and if there are more people, it will be like a stone sinking into the sea, and it is easier to be broken by each one, so they have to let these lawless people entrench in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity to rob passing merchants.

The 100-mile radius of the Great Yellow Ridge has become a two-way zone, and most of the time, it is either the army or the caravan that can safely pass through the two roads.

Ordinary merchants often choose to make an extra 330 miles to make a round trip from Sword Pass City, although it will be delayed for half a month, but it is much safer.

Only those who are ignorant of the bandits in Dahuangling or who are lucky will take the opportunity to take a shortcut and venture into the Dahuangling mountainous area, which is full of bandits.

Whether or not they will be robbed is completely up to fate.

Whether he will be spared or not, only God knows.

It was not the first time that the spring steward had led the team into Dahuangling, and he shouted in front of the mountain pass.

"Put all the flags of righteousness, kindness and auspiciousness, be vigilant, those guys in the hands of the king of the mountain are not vegetarians, guards, shout the trumpet!"

A number of red flags with black edges and white characters were planted at the top of the truck's pile, gently swaying with the breeze blowing from time to time.

Walking on the ordinary official road, the caravan of righteousness and kindness rarely takes the initiative to raise the banner, and being too high-profile is not conducive to the long-term business of harmony and wealth, but is easy to attract unnecessary trouble and peeping.

But now, the flag is being raised to prevent unnecessary conflicts and misunderstandings.

In order to ensure the smooth flow of the trade road, Yi Shanxiang will pay a generous "toll" every year to dot the heroes from all walks of life.

The green forest road has the rules of the green forest road, and if you follow the rules, it will naturally be harmonious and wealthy.

"All brothers in the four seas!"

"Rely on your parents at home and your friends outside!"

"Righteousness comes first, and harmony makes money!"

The guards began to shout in unison, and the sound reverberated through the mountains on both sides of the road, echoing between the mountains.

The trumpet must be shouted in a very careful manner, and the voice must be neutral and peaceful, neither humble nor arrogant, or it will be a demonstration to the mountain bandits in the mountains, or tell them that this caravan is a group of trembling soft-footed crabs.

No matter which one it is, it will attract a fight, once the mountain bandits have a bad heart, where will they care about what righteousness and goodness are not righteous, and they will grab a handful first.

Even though he knew that the caravan had already formed a good relationship with the mountain kings along the way, the men and coachmen in the team still secretly pinched a cold sweat.

When they leave Dahuangling safely, the steward will often prepare more than a dozen tables of wine for them, and they will set off again after noon the next day after they have drunk heartily.

When the caravan officially stepped into the boundary of Dahuangling, the spring steward no longer accompanied Li Xiaobai and Master Zhidu, he came to the front of the convoy and personally led the team.

Due to the rampant banditry, the number of travelers and merchants gradually decreased, and the official roads that went deep into the mountains along with the terrain were overgrown with all kinds of unknown weeds.

The drainage ditches on both sides of the road have long been silted up, and only occasionally some traces of the past can be found, and it may not be long before these traces are completely covered by the flowing water and soil over time.

The lush vegetation makes the mountains covered in green, clusters of wild fruits hang in the depths of the bushes, birds chirp, wild boars and wild deer can be seen from time to time, and if it were not for the presence of mountain bandits, it would be easy to think that this pristine natural scenery is a quiet and peaceful paradise.

From time to time, you can see the mud and rocks piled up after the collapse of the landslide on the side of the road, and whenever the caravan encounters such a place, it will always stop to do some dredging and cleaning work to facilitate the passage of the convoy and the latecomers.

In fact, not only the caravan of righteousness and kindness did this, but even the mountain bandits would take the initiative to undertake some superficial road maintenance, so that this official road that had to be abandoned by the Dawu Dynasty government was not erased from the mountains by nature and time.

After walking for about an hour, the spring steward suddenly jumped out of the cart, walked to the side of the road with a bulging sack and looked heavy, and put the bag mouth lanyard on the broken branch of a crooked-necked tree that poked out low.

Huh, what is this doing?

Li Xiaobai looked left and right, there is no village in front of here, there is no store in the back, so he hangs a pocket on the tree, is it for worshipping the mountain god?

As soon as his attention was on the pocket, the acute sensation that had appeared inexplicably after getting up a few days ago was activated again, and he faintly heard a crisp friction sound coming from the cloth bag that was gently swaying back and forth, which seemed to be filled with silver coins.

Only then did it dawn on me that it was the money to buy the road.

"The heroes of the mountains! The Yishan Xiang Gengzi caravan is courteous here!"

The spring steward hugged his fist at the mountain forest.

Since entering the Great Yellow Ridge, his speech and actions have become a little more reckless, as if he is the same as the green forests in this mountain roaring mountain forest.

"Good friends of righteousness, kindness and auspiciousness have a good journey!"

A shrill voice could be heard in the distance in the leafy mountain forest.

If it weren't for the "tribute" of the spring steward, one side sought wealth, the other side sought peace, and each took what he needed, avoiding a disaster of swords.

The spring steward breathed a sigh of relief, this is a good start.

"Erlang Mountain is a little uneven in front, good friends should be careful!"

As soon as he settled down, another voice came from the mountains and forests, and Chunbo's face immediately changed.

This is a warning, which means that there is an unpredictable accident and even danger in Erlang Mountain ahead.

"Thank you for the reminder!"

They are also mountain bandits, and a reminder like this is tantamount to dismantling the platform of their peers, so this favor is precious, otherwise the caravan may be in danger in ignorance.

The spring steward, who was very grateful for this, brought a bag of money and hung it on the branch to express his gratitude.

The leader of the caravan's guards said to Chunbo, whose face was uncertain, "Spring Steward, do we still want to move forward?"

He also heard the warning of the bandits, and the caravan's situation began to become dangerous.

The guys and the coachmen began to get uneasy, they were not like those guards, they could still pick up the guys and fight the bandits, even if they had weapons in their hands, but in front of those habitual bandits who licked blood at the tip of their knives, they were still no different from chickens and sheep to be slaughtered, desperate and sent to death were completely two different concepts.

"Let me think about it. ”

The caravan suddenly fell into a dilemma, and the spring steward soon saw sweat on his forehead.

The leader of the guards suddenly glanced in the direction where Li Xiaobai was, lowered his voice and said: "The little one has an idea, if you want to borrow Li Gongzi's snake demon, if you have the protection of the snake demon, no matter what kind of mountain bandits and robbers don't care." ”

There is a green snake demon beside Li Xiaobai, who is now well known in the caravan.

Many people were surprised, and they were a little afraid at first, but for several days in a row, the little green snake either stayed in the sun on the cart, or hid in the money bag on Li Gongzi's waist, neither eating nor biting, and had been peaceful, so that those who were originally worried about the monster gradually relaxed.

Maybe Li Gongzi trained it properly, and the green snake demon has cultivated his self-cultivation, and he has been in peace since then.

Who would have thought that this demon girl would have swallowed a big living person not long ago, if it weren't for Li Xiaobai's anger, maybe she would still have the appetite to eat ten or eight more.

Since the beginning of the division of heaven and earth, there is no reason for monsters not to eat people.

Li Xiaobai is sure that Qingyao definitely didn't grow up eating vegetarian buns.

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