Chapter 231: Little Lonely Mountain Town

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Jiang Ling took the little fox with him, wherever he went, there was no clear goal, only a general direction, that is, away from the capital, all the way to the west, leaving the Xingqi Continent, and wanting to travel to the Shangwu Continent to see the horizon.

During the journey, the two of them let go of everything, talked and laughed, basked in the sun leisurely from time to time, found a quiet spring water to soak in when they were tired, hunted fat beasts when they were hungry, set up a bonfire, carefully roasted the outside and tender inside, and then ate a lot of food, a full meal.

When you're full, you've had enough, take a sip of spirits, and continue on your way.

In the past, Jiang Ling was resistant to drinking, thinking that drinking would make mistakes, and it would be easy to get drunk so that the enemy could take advantage of it, so that his life would be in danger.

However, the situation is different now.

The Eastern Spirit Domain Chu State and even the people of the world thought that the spirit clan boy who once had a demonic spirit cultivation speed had died in the royal underground palace, and it was impossible for him to pose a threat to the Five Great Dao Sect anymore, nor could he become a disaster star in the human world.

As everyone knows, Jiang Ling's immortal bones reversed at the critical moment, killed Chu Xuansheng's soul, escaped from death, survived three years, and escaped from the royal palace.

In order to stabilize a series of policies formulated by Chu Tianyu that were conducive to the people of Chu State to live and work in peace and contentment, Jiang Ling was willing to retire silently, quietly left Chu State, and wandered the world with the little fox.

In fact, Jiang Ling was happy to accept such a result in his heart, at least he no longer had to live a life of running away from fear and fear, because, at this time, no one would have thought that Jiang would come over.

A leisurely life is not easy to come by and needs to be cherished.

On this day, although there is a sun in the sky, the climate turns into a harsh winter, the temperature plummets, shuttling through the mountain paths, the cold wind drills into the sleeves, and it is surprisingly cold.

The two of them ate and drank as usual, poured a pot of liquor to keep out the cold on the road, and continued on their way to the west.

Jiang Ling unscrewed the lid of the pot, poured a sip of spirits, raised his eyes to look at the Chongshan cloaked in frost in the distance, and sighed lightly: "Not far ahead, it must be out of the boundary of the Chu Kingdom of the Eastern Spirit Domain!"

The little fox followed Jiang Ling for his life, sighed with great satisfaction, and smiled sweetly: "Brother, I heard that after the mountain range in front of me, I will reach the territory of Zhongdu, which can be regarded as leaving the Chu State." ā€

"That's right, it's time to leave the Star Chess Continent and go to the Shangwu Continent to see the horizon. ā€

The Shangwu Continent looks at the two major spiritual domains of the West Spirit Domain and the North Spirit Domain, and faces the Xingqi Continent, which sits on the East Spirit Domain and the South Spirit Domain, with a buffer zone in between.

This area is known as the central capital, which is quite the central capital of the mainland.

Zhongdu said that it is a buffer, but in fact, it is a place where various forces are mixed, and merchants and mercenaries are constantly coming and going, and the only thing that is not common is the army, because if there is no war between countries, the army is not allowed to act casually.

The building that shocked the world belongs to the Central Capital City, and there is a magical academy in the Middle Capital City, which is called the Central Capital Courtyard. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is magical, because the Zhongdu Institute hangs the brand of the college, which is actually the largest auction market.

A large number of merchants, mercenary teams and slightly famous factions in the rivers and lakes have many people every year with rare treasures to the central capital of the city, some people are so poor that they come with curiosity, and some people come to Taobao with huge wealth, hoping to try their luck and grab one or two satisfactory treasures.

However, most people barter, that is, exchanging items of equal value for items of equal value. This is convenient and relatively safe, so you will not be easily deceived.

The road that Jiang Ling and Xiaoxi took was the road leading to Zhongdu, and they could go out of the border of Chu and enter Zhongdu by walking along the road.

It was a harsh winter, and the night came earlier, and the people who were in a hurry came and went, pressing their own things, running back and forth with their own purposes, making a living.

"Little brother, look at you in a Taoist robe, empty-handed, not like a merchant, but like a wandering ranger. An old man wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, driving an old horse, whipped the old horse and took away a cart of goods, while greeting Jiang Ling in a friendly manner.

Jiang Ling raised his eyes to look at the goods in the old man's cart, and found that the carriage was not loaded with very valuable treasures, but a black, sticky object.

He was puzzled and said politely: "The world is so big, I want to take my sister to open my eyes." ā€

The little fox played with **, blinked and leaned to the carriage, looked at his nose, sniffed, stuck out his tongue, and said disgustingly: "You old man is so strange, you don't pretend to be valuable, you load a cart of wolf dung." ā€

Jiang Ling then woke up, it turned out that the carriage was black, and the sticky thing was wolf dung, and his eyes skimmed towards the old man, thinking: "This old man has a stocky face, not like a traitor." What's the use of him toiling to haul a cart of wolf dung?"

The old man slowed down his whip and teased: "Listening to this little girl's words, you can know that the two of you must be going to Zhongdu for the first time." Don't underestimate this cart of wolf dung, it's worth half a cart of gold, enough for an old man to build a few thatched houses. ā€

The little fox pouted, looked at the pile of wolf dung released from the stench on the car in surprise, hid far away, and wondered: "Isn't it just a cart of dung pulled out by wild wolves?

The old man smiled and said with a smile: "Two, you don't know, there is a small town not far ahead, called Xiaogushan Town. This town is a necessary place to go to the central capital, and merchants have to take advantage of the dark to settle in the town. However, Xiaogushan Town is very evil, and every night it will be haunted, there will be bloody corpses, and merchants are often eaten. ā€

"Haunted town, blood corpses come out to eat people?" Jiang Ling became more and more outrageous the more he listened, and gradually became interested, raised his head, and asked intently: "Is there anything related to haunted ghosts and wolf dung?"

The old man led the old horse, leisurely, and looked at a cart full of wolf dung with a sense of accomplishment, and said with a smile: "You don't know that in order to pick up this cart of wolf dung, I wandered around the small lonely mountain for half a month to find the dung pulled by the lone mountain wolf." The smell of these feces is very strange, and it can be kept in front of the door at night to drive away the bloody corpses and ensure safety. ā€

He added: "If this truckload of wolf manure is transported to Xiaogushan Town, it can be sold at a high price in less than half a day, and the shops will rush to grab it." ā€

Wolf dung can be sold at a high price, and it is in short supply.

Jiang Ling looked puzzled, hearing such a strange thing for the first time, he couldn't help but be curious in his heart.

Jiang Ling looked at Chongshan and asked, "Uncle, how far is it from Xiaogushan Town?"

The old man pointed to the wine jug on Jiang Ling's waist and motioned to take a sip of wine to moisten his throat. Jiang Ling untied the wine jug, handed over half a pot of spirits, and said politely: "Uncle, drink it! The spirits brewed by Chu State are strong and fierce enough." ā€

The old man stayed in Xiaogushan for half a month without touching a drop of wine. He took the wine, drank most of it unceremoniously, and said briskly: "Good wine, it is indeed an authentic liquor in the Chu Kingdom, it is strong and fierce enough." ā€

He handed back the wine jug and said with a smile: "Seeing the two good faces, it can be regarded as a fate, following the old decay, crossing the border, taking a shortcut to rush to Xiaogushan Town before dark to stay." ā€

"Thank you, uncle. ā€

Jiang Ling was worried that he couldn't find the way, the barren mountains and mountains, the weather was cold and the ground was freezing, and he really couldn't stand the cold night and cold wind. happened to meet the old man who was going to Xiaogushan Town, and he was very happy to walk with the old man.

The little fox hid the wolf dung on the car, pointed to the light not far away, and shouted: "Brother, look, the beacon fire is lit in front, and it is a checkpoint." ā€

Jiang Ling followed the gesture of the little fox, and saw a city wall built between the mountains blocking the road, and the city tower was floating with several flags engraved with the characters of Chu, and there was also a beacon fire.

"That should be the last checkpoint in the western border of the Chu Kingdom, but the sky is not dark yet, what is the purpose of lighting the beacon fire?" Jiang Ling looked at the city wall from afar and wondered.

The old man led the horse and pulled a cart of wolf dung, with a look of displeasure on his face, and sighed: "I want to meet those guys again, but unfortunately half of the wolf dung will be contributed to them." ā€

Jiang Ling listened to the old man's meaning, and passed the customs and paid taxes, which is a common thing between countries.

After turning a few bends, close to the city wall, I saw that the city tower was carved with three big characters of 'Lonely Mountain City', which has the meaning of being named on the spot in the small lonely mountain.

A group of soldiers defending the city wearing battle armor and holding halberds walked over, crossed the halberd, and unceremoniously said the lines they had to say hundreds of times a day: "The city gate is stopped, and the taxes can be paid before they can be released." ā€

The old man looked peaceful, nodded and begged the soldiers guarding the city, and said, "You see that I am a bad old man, and it is not easy to pick up a cart of wolf dung after half a month." You tell the general defending the city to see if you can be accommodating and collect a little less. ā€

The old man accompanied the smiling face, stuffed a bag of broken silver into the waist of the soldier at the head of the platoon, and said politely in a low voice: "You have worked hard to defend the city, please smile at this little heart." ā€

The soldier quietly hid the broken silver, and said to the fat general sitting on the city wall: "General, there is an old man who intercedes and asks for half of the tax. ā€

When the fat general heard this, he immediately jumped up from the chair of the Eight Immortals, stared at him with big eyes, and said angrily: "What a big boldness, who dares to challenge the decree of the Chu State and don't want to live? confiscate the goods and drive him away." ā€

When the soldiers received the order, their faces did not wrinkle, they waved their halberds, forced the old man to walk out of the city gate empty-handed, confiscated all the carts of wolf dung, and shouted: "If you want to live, get out quickly." ā€

The old man looked depressed, sat down on the ground, looked at the cart that was pushed away with tears in his eyes, and begged for mercy: "My wolf dung, please, give it back to me." ā€

At this moment, a sword with three blood streaks came out of his hand, flew over the city wall, and plunged straight into the collar of the fat general who was shouting triumphantly on the city tower, nailing it to the stone pillar and hanging his feet in the air.

The fat general hung his feet in the air, broke out in a cold sweat, and shouted loudly: "Come on, let me go quickly." ā€

The soldiers hurriedly put down the cart, rushed to the city wall, cut off the collar, put the fat general down, lowered his head, and said: "The sword is inserted too deep and cannot be pulled out, so you can only cut the collar." General, please forgive your sin. ā€

The fat general stepped on the ground with both feet, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and tried to pull out the bloodthirsty nether sword inserted in the stone without believing in evil, rubbing his hands a few times, but still not pulling it out.

Jiang Ling cast a ghost shadow trail step, jumped on the city wall, easily pulled out the bloodthirsty nether sword, and snorted coldly: "The king of Chu implements benevolent government and reduces taxes. You don't respect the law and raise taxes without permission, aren't you afraid of being exterminated?"