Three hundred catties of salt is definitely a huge wealth for the Moke tribe. As a hunting tribe, it doesn't matter if you don't have food, you can ask for it from nature. But without table salt, the whole tribe would be in crisis. With these 300 catties of salt, the Mok tribe will not need to exchange salt for at least two years. In these two years, the life of the Mok tribe will be very happy.

"Brother Lu Cheng, I didn't expect you to mix so well in Guxing City. When Mo Ke arrived at Lu Cheng's courtyard, he saw such a magnificent building. But Mok did not envy Lu Cheng's life, his world was in the Gujixing Wasteland, which was his real home.

"It was just my temporary residence, like it was in the Mork tribe at the time. It's luxurious, but if I had a choice, I'd rather live in your tribe. Lu Cheng sighed and said that he lived here, firstly, to learn about the Yuhu Planet, but also to travel. As for serving as the protector of the Wang Mansion, it was just a temporary idea, he just couldn't get used to Wang Zhongyi's villainous behavior.

"It's true, if you let me live here, I'm going to be uncomfortable. Mock said with a smile. No matter how magnificent Wang's Mansion is, it is not his home.

"Everything is okay with the people in the tribe?" Lu Cheng asked, with his ability, he could change the life of the Mok tribe at any time. But he didn't want to do this, and solved the water source problem of the Mok tribe, which had already made the Mok tribe feel very happy. If you always let them get something for nothing, it will hurt them.

"Everything is fine, now that we have a water source, we don't have to move around anymore, and our wandering life is finally settled. In a few years, my tribe will grow rapidly, and in a few decades, the Mok tribe will be the most thriving tribe in the Gujixing Wasteland. Mok said that the population of the Mok tribe has not grown on a large scale.

The tribes in the Gujixing wasteland are under threat to their survival at any time. Coupled with the fact that they have no permanent residence, it is difficult for the tribe's population to increase rapidly. Now that they have a water source, their dwelling can be fixed, and the reproduction of the entire tribe can continue. It is foreseeable that in a few years, the peak of population growth of the Mok tribe will come soon.

Mock solves the salt problem. I met Lu Cheng again, and he was in a very good mood. Lu Cheng asked the kitchen to send a table of dishes to the room to drink with him, Lu Cheng didn't drink much originally, but Moke's alcohol consumption was very good, and Lu Cheng also drank too much. It's Moke, who is like drinking water to the spirits of Wangfu, and he has nothing to do after drinking more than a dozen catties.

Sun Jinfa is a person with a delicate heart, and when he saw that Lu Cheng and Mo Ke had a good conversation, he asked Mo Ke to prepare a big gift. Including 500 catties of salt, 50 iron pots, 300 catties of tea, 2,000 catties of refined grain, 100 pieces of cloth, and a number of bowls and chopsticks. These things aren't worth much though. But for the Mok tribe, it was more pleasing than giving them a thousand gold coins.

After Mo Ke left, Lu Cheng returned to the practice room. Although his current cultivation is not low, even in Guxing City, there is no opponent. But for Lu Cheng, cultivation always comes first. As long as he has time, he doesn't waste it. Besides, after drinking alcohol today, he still has to work hard to force the wine out of his body.

After Lu Cheng settled. It only took a pillar of incense to force out all the wine in the body. See a puddle of wine at your feet. Lu Cheng walked out of the practice room. His practice room was originally not allowed to be entered, but now it had to be cleaned. Lu Cheng was born as a miscellaneous servant, even if he was now the protector of the Wang Mansion, he still didn't want others to do these things. It's just that when he asked others for a rag, the subordinates didn't agree to let Lu Cheng do it at all. Such a trivial matter still has to be done by Lu Cheng, if it is known by Steward Sun. They will definitely be expelled from Wang's mansion.

When he settled down just now, Lu Cheng did not perceive the situation in the outside world. When the handyman was cleaning the practice room, he released his sensing power, but not long after he was released, his face immediately changed greatly. Lu Cheng didn't say hello either. Immediately rushed out. His status in Wang's Mansion is transcendent, and even if he leaves suddenly, others will not say anything. And the others, just felt that as soon as their eyes sparked, Lu Cheng had already swept over.

After Mok left Wangfu, he drove more than a dozen trucks sent by Wangfu out of the North City Gate, preparing to return to the Moke tribe in the Gujixing Wasteland. There were no accidents along the way, but after entering the Gujixing Wasteland, there was an abnormality soon. Although Mo Ke drank more than a dozen catties of spirits, he drank a lot of alcohol, and he was still sober. Especially when he sensed that danger was approaching, he quickly regained consciousness.

Behind his convoy, a troop of cavalrymen suddenly appeared, dressed in black and masked, with either long knives or bows and arrows in their hands. And Mo Ke originally only came to Gujixing Wasteland to exchange some leather goods, and only brought a dozen people with him. But now there are at least hundreds of people behind him. Although they may not have come for themselves, a strong sense of crisis rose in Mock's mind.

Riding a horse alone was naturally much faster than a carriage, and soon the people of the Mok tribe were caught up. More than a hundred people surrounded their convoy, and the leader of them rode out, staring at Mok with a stern gaze.

"We're from the Mork tribe, what do you want to do?" Mok looked at the comer, and a powerful confidence rose on his face. The other party's stature is ordinary, even if his cultivation is taller than his own, but if he really wants to make a move, he can deal with three of them.

"Leave something behind, so that you will not die. The masked man said coldly, these tribes in the Gujixing Wasteland have lived by hunting all their lives, although they have brute strength, but when it comes to fighting, they are not their opponents at all. The reason why he showed mercy was just that he didn't want to form a mortal enmity with Lu Cheng behind Moke.

Lu Cheng served as the protector of the Dharma in Wang's Mansion, although he had never appeared in public, but Lu Cheng's strength had already spread. Xu Jinge's strength is well known in Guxing City. But Xu Jinge didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of Lu Cheng. Although I don't know Lu Cheng's true strength, it can already be seen from this that Lu Cheng's cultivation is much higher than Xu Jinge's.

And Mo Ke is Lu Cheng's friend, if he robs Mo Ke's goods, maybe Lu Cheng won't do anything. But if you kill Moke, you will completely offend Lu Cheng. Although his cultivation is not lower than Xu Jinge, he knows that he is still a big step away from Lu Cheng.

"The Mork tribe has never been in the habit of bending over. Mok said slowly, even if they were all killed in battle, the people of the Mok tribe would never bow their heads to survive.

"Since you're asking for death, don't blame me. The masked man drew his long knife, and slammed the back of the knife on the horse, and the man and the horse rushed towards Mork. (To be continued.) )