Chapter 8 There are black shops on Shili Official Road
When the sun set on the city wall, Jiang Feng came to the gate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
There are not many people leaving the customs, only a few people.
The officers and soldiers guarding the gate have already begun to close the city gate.
Seeing this, Jiang Feng rolled his eyes, and hurriedly pretended to be a coughing pulmonary ghost, and walked towards it tremblingly.
"Why are you going?"
A soldier stopped coiling the rope in his hand and looked at Jiang Feng impatiently.
"Out of ...... Exit ...... Off!"
Jiang Feng raised his hand to cover his mouth and said intermittently.
As he spoke, blood flowed from his fingers.
It's scary.
"Holy shit, you're fucking tuberculosis?"
The soldier was startled, and hurriedly stepped back, saying with a gloomy face.
"Yes, yes!"
Jiang Feng coughed violently again, almost not gasping for breath. He bent over for a long time before he straightened up and said, "Listen, I heard that there is a ...... in the snow outside." There is Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass, which can cure tuberculosis, and the small ones will try their luck!"
"Get out, get out of here!"
The soldier waved his hand impatiently, as if to drive away flies.
He stood far away, for fear that Jiang Feng would infect him with tuberculosis.
"Thank you...... Ahem......"
Jiang Feng nodded in gratitude, but unexpectedly there was another violent cough.
The soldier stood directly ten meters away.
Jiang Feng was amused in his heart.
Still, he held back.
He bowed again and again, and headed for the deep gate.
The city gate is more than ten meters deep.
Walking in it, Jiang Feng remembered that when he was in the summer camp, his father drove him to play and passed through the Yanmenguan Tunnel.
"Hi Hi Hi ......"
In order not to arouse suspicion.
Jiang Feng coughed again.
His violent coughing echoed throughout the tunnel.
"Damn, bad luck!"
At the door, the soldier looked at Jiang Feng in the doorway with a painful look on his face, and scolded and scolded.
Get out of the doorway.
A rope bridge, along with a snowy mountain opposite.
Under the rope bridge is an abyss.
The earth seems to be cracking here, this is the Great Chen Dynasty, and the other side of the rope bridge is a wild land.
The snow-capped mountains of the wilderness are towering and reaching into the clouds.
The sky is high and the earth is wide, and the rope bridge is like a line, connecting the wilderness and civilization.
The cold wind blew and swept the snow.
The rope bridge shook violently, as if it was about to break.
Jiang Feng is walking on this rope bridge for the second time.
Last time, he followed Li Dazhang and the others.
But Rao is the second time, and he is still walking on thin ice, trembling.
Holding the chains in his hand, the snow that he touched fell directly into the abyss, turning into snow foam in the air and being blown away by the wind.
The squeaking sound makes people's scalp tingle.
To make matters worse, the planks on the rope bridge were in disrepair, and several pieces were about to fall off.
Last time, there was a poor ghost who broke the plank with one foot and fell into the abyss screaming.
In a stagger, Jiang Feng finally walked to the opposite side.
When he stepped on solid ground, he looked back.
It was found that Binh Duong Province had become extraordinarily far away.
The city gate has been closed, and only the flag flutters on the hundred-foot high city tower.
The wind swept through the snow and obscured the view.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath, turned around, and resolutely walked towards the depths of the snowfield.
Half a year ago.
He once had a partner, and his name was Black Carbon.
Black charcoal is the coolie of the car dealership.
One night not long after the two met, Black Tan came to him in a panic, saying that their shopkeeper had deducted his wages, and he killed the shopkeeper in a fit of rage, and now the whole city is hunting him down.
He hoped that Jiang Feng would help him out, and he was going to go to the snow field to fall into the grass.
At that time, Jiang Feng was actually quite scared in his heart.
Containment and help a wanted criminal, that's a felony.
Xiao Qi was even more afraid.
Like a frightened kitten, she curled up in a dimly lit corner, shivering at the bloodied black charcoal.
Although he was reluctant, Jiang Feng finally agreed to the black charcoal.
Because at that time, Jiang Feng had already seen that if he didn't agree to Hei Tan, Hei Tan might go crazy and pull a cushion before he died.
Moreover, at that time, Jiang Feng was not the opponent of the strong Black Carbon.
So, he readily agreed.
The next day, after helping Black Tan disguise, he successfully sent him out of the customs.
Before leaving, Hei Tan looked at Jiang Feng seriously, and whispered in Jiang Feng's ear that if you help in the future, you can come to Snow White Dragon Village to find him.
At that time, Jiang Feng did not expect that one day, he would also embark on the old road of black charcoal. So, I didn't pay attention to it.
However, to this day.
His only way was to go to Bailongzhai to find black charcoal.
When he got out of the limelight, he went to find Xiao Qi.
......
The snow-capped mountains at sunset are more like a golden mountain.
The snow-capped slopes have green spots, which are green pines covered in heavy snow.
It's almost night, and it's very windy.
The wind blew the snow and landed on Jiang Feng's hair, but it was soon blown away by the wind again.
Jiang Feng saw that it was getting dark, so he found a sheltered place on the hillside, dug a snow cave, and prepared to make up for the night.
It soon darkened, and the gold on the ridge disappeared.
The blue sky turned deep blue and the stars began to twinkle.
Jiang Feng lit a bonfire at the entrance of the cave, he sat at the entrance of the snow cave, ate dry food, fell into the snow, and after thinking about tomorrow's itinerary for a while, he hid in the snow cave and went to sleep.
Probably because too much had happened today, and he was exhausted.
Lying on the snow bed, he soon fell asleep.
......
The next day, when the walls of the snow cave became brighter, Jiang Feng also woke up.
He pulled the snow out of the hole and poked his head out.
But just then, a steel knife was placed around his neck.
Jiang Feng's body suddenly stiffened.
"Who are you?"
Someone behind him asked coldly.
"Jiang Feng!"
Jiang Feng replied obediently.
"What I'm asking is, which stockade are you from?"
The steel knife pressed down, and the sound became colder.
"I'm not from any village, I'm from Pingyang Province, I killed someone and escaped. Prepare to defect to Bailongzhai!"People are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat." Jiang Feng also had to obediently comply.
"Why did you go to White Dragon Village?"
The person behind him asked, "Do you have relatives in Bailongzhai?"
"No, I just heard that Bailongzhai is very majestic!"
Jiang Feng shook his head and said.
He didn't say that the black charcoal was in Bailongzhai.
Because by feeling, he felt that there was a deep sense of hatred towards Bailongzhai in this person's words.
"Majestic!"
This person mocked: "A man with five big and three thick clothes, wearing a long white dress all day long, dressing himself like a sissy, and calling himself the White Dragon Venerable, Prince Charming, disgusting to death!"
Speaking of this, this person put away the knife, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the collar of Jiang Feng's clothes, and took him out.
At this time, Jiang Feng saw the person who came clearly.
This is a man in his thirties with a big cyan ring knife, with a Chinese face, a burly figure, and a body full of tendons. On such a cold day, he actually wore a black fur coat, exposing his arms and chest muscles.
"If you meet me, you don't have to go to Bailongzhai!"
The man looked at the thin Jiang Feng in front of him, and said proudly: "Our Red Lotus Village is the boss of this wasteland!"