"This little brother, the fish are not caught like this, if you fish like this, the fish will be scared away, and they will never come again this year."

A group of soldiers in the White Tiger Battalion were fishing at the foot of Xianmiao Mountain, and they were very busy, but there were few people who got them, so an old fisherman couldn't help but say to Zhou Fugui.

There are some people living at the foot of Xianmiao Mountain, for Su Shen and other clansmen, the number is not much, only twenty or thirty households. They are almost isolated from the world, living by fishing and hunting, and living in paradise. Nearly a thousand soldiers came in this cold manner, and they were not a little frightened, but these soldiers also seemed to be more friendly, and they did not harass them too much, let alone burn, kill and plunder, and they still found their own way if they didn't eat, so the people of these twenty or thirty households were not so afraid.

"Oh? May I ask my husband, how to fish here? Zhou Fugui personally led people to fish, and he was busy for a long time, but he didn't catch a few fish, and he was tired enough, so he waved his hand to ask Xu Mancang and them to stop being busy, and then walked to the old fisherman and asked.

"Hehe, so many people want to eat, this is to catch a lot of fish..."Zhou Fugui was amiable, making the old fisherman of the Sushen clan pinch the sparse white beard under his chin and smiled: "??????????????? First there must be a fishing ground, and then there must be a fish drive. ”

"A little meaning, not a respect..."Zhou Fugui took out a silver horn and stuffed it into the old fisherman and said with a smile: "I'm waiting for the newcomer, I'm bothered, and I hope that the old man will give me some advice." ”

In this world, gold and silver are hard currency everywhere, so the old fisherman happily took the silver horn and asked, "Little brother, where are you?" How did you get here? ”

"This..."The old fisherman asked Zhou Fugui with this sentence, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Let's say it's the Yan Army, but where does Zhou Fugui have half a shadow of the Yan Army at this moment? Beasts of iron armor look like a flock of savages; It is even more inappropriate to say that the Huns army, not long ago Zhou Fugui led his troops to kill the Huns in a dark place...

"Hey, don't hide it from my father-in-law..."Zhou Fugui sighed after thinking about it: "I am a person from Yan Kingdom, as for why I came here, I am also inexplicable..."

"Yan Guoren? Yan is a big country. The old fisherman said with a smile: "Drive the fish, that is, catch the fish, the boat takes the sound to drive, buckle the root of the sun, put the tile on the plate with a thin plate, and hit it to drive the fish." ”

The old fisherman saw that Zhou Fugui looked confused, so he explained: "The root is to hit the boat or the board, drive the fish with sound, and hunt the fish when they gather." ”

"My husband is a Han?" Zhou Fugui was surprised when he heard this, and said: "The people here are not... Cautious people? ”

Such words are unspeakable.

"Little brother is also a Han, right?" The old fisherman smiled when he heard this: "The little old man's family came here a long time ago, and they have been here for several lifetimes. And not all the people of this place are prudence, but there are people of every tribe. Everyone gathers together just to resist the cold, resist the beasts, and rely on each other to make a living, regardless of which tribe they are. ”

"Oh, I see." Zhou Fugui nodded when he heard this: "In this way, my husband will please instruct me how to fish, Zhou is grateful." ”

"Little brother is a general, right?" The old fisherman picked up the silver horn and said with a smile: "The general is a Han man, he shouldn't know the truth that money can make ghosts grind?" Do you still need to catch your own fish? ”

Zhou Fugui nodded, but secretly screamed "ashamed" in his heart.

Zhou Fugui is a general, yes, but so far, his official title is still the "fart general" of the Great Yan Kingdom...

"With the help of my husband and others, I won't have to worry about eating and drinking." Zhou Fugui then said: "But there is a difficult matter at present, I hope that the old man and Zhou will solve their doubts." ”

"General, please." The old fisherman nodded.

"Where does the salt that my husband eats come from?" Zhou Fugui asked.

Other living materials are also okay, and they can barely get by by dealing with it, but there is no salt to eat, and the consequences are extremely serious, dizziness, dizziness, weakness, etc., and even death is possible, for these basic common sense, Zhou Fugui still knows it.

After laughing, the old fisherman pointed to Xianmiao Mountain and replied: "Over this mountain, it is the sea, and there is a salt field by the sea." However, Xiao Lao'er and others are all detouring, going to the beach to exchange some wild things for salt and other things back, this comes and goes, it will take more than half a year, this is still smooth, if there are twists and turns, it will take longer. ”

"Why is that?" Zhou Fugui was puzzled when he heard this, glanced at the snow peak on Xianmiao Mountain and asked, "Why don't you go over the mountains and mountains?" And just take a detour? Is there no ??????????????? in this mountain? Do you want to climb over? ”

For more than half a year, or even more, wouldn't Zhou Fugui and others have died of lack of salt? At the very least, they will all get sick, and in this foreign land, having a serious illness is almost equivalent to death.

Driven into the deep mountains and old forests by the Huns, Zhou Fugui has been ready to deal with the Huns in Xianmiao Mountain for a long time, and with the Hun army for a long time, some necessary living materials need to be prepared.

When the Huns were tired and relaxed their vigilance, Zhou Fugui led his troops to choose an opportunity to go south and flee back to Yan.

"General," the old fisherman replied, "no matter how steep this mountain is, it will not be difficult for the little old man and others who have lived here for a long time." The reason why you can't climb over this mountain is that there is a holy place in the mountain, called the Dragon Yin Holy Land, which mortals can't approach. ”

"Dragon's Holy Land?" Zhou Fugui groaned when he heard this.

Is it like the Netherworld? Zhou Fugui thought secretly in his heart.

It doesn't matter what kind of holy place he is, even if it is the Longtan Tiger's Den, in order to survive, he has to break through, Zhou Fugui then looked at the sword like a knife in the distance, and tightened his belt and said secretly in his heart.

Since coming to this world, Zhou Fugui has been in danger all the time, and he has long been accustomed to this.

.................

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

The weather in the north is changing, and it was still a sunny day just now, and in the blink of an eye, the cold north wind is howling. In the howling north wind, five tall and thin figures were riding on war horses, marching with difficulty in the Xianmiao Mountain, the six of them were exhausted, and the hot breath exhaled by people and horses formed a cloud of snow mist.

The snow was falling, and the snowflakes fell on the leather hat on the head of a tall man led by him, and fell on the animal skin on the man's body, because the weather was too cold, the snowflakes could not melt at all, making the man seem to be wrapped in a thick layer of snow-white cotton clothes. The snow condensed on the man's eyebrows and beard, making the man look like an old man with gray hair, but the man's exposed cheeks and two bright eyes could still vaguely tell that he was only in his twenties.

"Tinker Bell, how far is it?" The tall man is, of course, the general of the Great Yan Guopei, the general of the White Tiger Battalion, Zhou Fugui, Zhou Fugui asked the thin man.

The thin man was the granddaughter of the old fisherman, whose name was Ding Dong, and she was no more than fifteen years old this year. Don't look at her age, but she is very familiar with the roads of Xianmiao Mountain, the reason is that her father is a hunter, and she has followed her father to hunt in Xianmiao Mountain since she was a child. As for the reason why her grandfather and father agreed, it was just that Zhou Fugui made money.

The old fisherman and twenty or thirty families of ordinary people have some food and salt and other daily necessities at home, but this is far from enough for nearly 1,000 soldiers in the White Tiger Camp to eat, so in order to survive, Zhou Fugui plans to cross this Xianmiao Mountain and cross the mountains to find salt and other daily necessities.

Zhou Fugui planned to cross Xianmiao Mountain, and there was another purpose, that is, to explore the road and find other ways out of the mountain, so as to lead his subordinates to escape the siege of the Huns and escape.

And Zhou Fugui personally led the team, for the same reason as walking alone in Xiongling, his ability to survive in the wild is unmatched in the White Tiger Camp.

And there can't be too many people going over the mountains and mountains like this, so Zhou Fugui only let Xue Wentai, Ye Lihu and other four people go together.

To go to the beach on the other side of the mountain to buy salt or grab salt, Zhou Fugui and other five strong men are enough.

"It's almost there, but General, we've talked about it in advance..."Tinker Bell replied, "When you get to the Dragon Yin Holy Land, you can go in by yourself, and Tinker Bell won't go in." ”

Tinker Bell said that, and covered his chest with his hands, looking terrified.

Tinker Bell's voice is crisp and beautiful, like a lark in the mountains.

"Do you think I look like a general? Tinker Bell, how old is Zhou, just call me your brother..."Zhou Fugui smiled when he heard this: "What is in the Dragon Yin Holy Land?" What makes you so scared, is it a fairy or a ghost inside? ”

Of course, Zhou Fugui wants Tinker Bell to go in, without Tinker Bell as a good guide, Zhou Fugui and the others don't know where they will go, but Tinker Bell doesn't dare to enter the Dragon Yin Holy Land, and Zhou Fugui and the others can only break in.

"Big brother, Ding Dong doesn't know, grandpa and father have been telling me not to get close to the Dragon Yin Holy Land..."Ding Dong heard the words and thought about it and replied: "But Ding Dong heard from my grandmother that there is a fairy living in the Dragon Yin Holy Land, and this fairy has a bad temper, and he can't get out if he goes in." ”

"Immortals? Which way is the fairy? So awesome? Hmph, it's just pretending to be a ghost. Zhou Fugui snorted coldly when he heard this.

"Oh, big brother, don't talk nonsense, be careful to blaspheme the gods and anger the mountain gods, and we will not be good..."

"Great Dragon?" Zhou Fugui laughed when he heard this: "What big dragon? Where will there be a big dragon? Do you believe it? ”

"General, I believe it!" Jerihoo spoke, "I seem to have heard of it. ”

"Haha!" Zhou Fugui shook his head and smiled when he heard this: "There is no dragon in the world, and mediocre people disturb themselves." ”

"Roar..."

"Boom... Boom..."

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of dragon groans in Xianmiao Mountain, which frightened the front hooves of the war horse into the air, and roared in the sky, frightening Zhou Fugui and the others.