People grilled meat over bonfires, and the territory of the Jiana people once again became popular.

At this time, Dong Rui walked out of the devil's nest, followed the sound with a mess, sat by the fire and rubbed his hands.

He put on the grass mask again, and his face didn't frighten others, but Tu Zhongli still saw that there was another person by the fire, frowned and asked, "Which one is this?"

He Lingchuan thought to himself that you are impatient, this is not your territory: "The pharmacist who was washed into the swamp with me, Zhu Erniang asked him to make some medicine and come out."

"Where are you from?"

"Kite Country."

Tu Zhongli was taken aback: "So far?"

One of his men sat close to him, and while munching on fish, he smiled and said, "I've heard that the people of the Kite Kingdom are running out of food, is it true?"

He Lingchuan squinted, "Where did you hear that?"

"Ah, my relative lives in Xunzhou, and he said that everyone is starving to death, and the royal court is desperately raising taxes, and he can't wait to dig three feet of land to search for copper plates. There is no way, Xunzhou Mu will be reversed."

He Lingchuan said coldly: "It's not such a simple reason that Xunzhou is rebellious."

"Oh?" Everyone was interested, and Tu Zhongli took a sip of wine, "Tell us about it."

"Where are you from?"

"Xing Guo."

He Lingchuan calculated in his heart that Xing Guo was a small country through which the lower branches of the Han River flowed, and its territory was less than one-tenth the size of the Kite Kingdom. The point is that it is east of the Devil's Hive Swamp, at least hundreds of miles away from the border of the Kite Country.

I heard that this road is steep and mountainous, and it is too difficult to return the same way.

Tu Zhongli and others urged, and He Lingchuan also chose some current affairs in China.

For Xing Guoren, this is all first-hand news, and it sounds fresh and energetic. Tu Zhongli sighed, "Sounds like a good time to make a difference."

While observing, He Lingchuan found that these business travelers were actually divided into two distinct factions. One faction, led by Tu Zhongli, eats meat and drinks a lot, talking and laughing without taboo; The other group sat silently by the fire, did not eat much, and wandered their eyes as if they did not dare to make eye contact with others.

Among the latter kind of people, there is Zhao Guanshi.

Then a snack was handed over, and it was a grub that the hospitable spiders had dug out of the rotting wood.

This fat white insect is a pure natural green food, throw it into the mouth and knock the upper and lower teeth, a *** pulp. It is extremely nutritious and is a sought-after gift for people who survive in the wilderness.

The grubs also writhe in the round blades to show that they are very fresh. He Lingchuan and Dong Rui have lived here for more than half a month, and they have long been used to eating, but Steward Zhao looked like dirt and waved his hand to refuse.

Tu Zhongli and the others picked it up and ate it, one bite at a time, and praised the good taste.

He Lingchuan looked at this scene thoughtfully.

Dong Rui sat by the fire and yawned, and grabbed a few grubs. He Lingchuan leaned over and asked him, "What's the progress?"

"There is no progress, it is just that I found that the toxins on Zhu Erniang's body are quite useful......" Dong Rui lowered his voice, "These bandits are all the way with Zhu Erniang?"

He Lingchuan rolled his eyes: "Can you tell that they are bandits?"

The bandits and bandits I have dealt with in my life have been eight thousand, if not ten thousand. These people smell it, and they smell it."

Yes, this guy's identity is not ordinary, in addition to being a scientific research maniac, he is also a wanted criminal who has been on the run for many years, and I don't know how many ninth-rate people he has dealt with.

At this time, Steward Zhao covered his stomach and got up, wanting to go to the depths of the grass to unblock it. The food tonight was a little burnt, some raw, some half-cooked, and his stomach couldn't stand it.

He Lingchuan said, "Wait for me to verify it." As he spoke, he patted the P share and stood up and followed.

Steward Zhao had just found a place, it was near the water and dark, and he was about to unbutton his pants and squat down, but he heard He Lingchuan behind him say: "It's not good here, there are many crocodiles by the water, you are careful of being taken away half of the P shares."

Steward Zhao was startled, oh oh twice, and changed places.

Seeing that He Lingchuan was still following behind, he couldn't help but say, "Is there something wrong with Mr. He?"

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Before Lingchuan could answer, Tu Zhongli's subordinates had already followed him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Squatting in the pit." He Lingchuan replied, "There is another place here, do you want it?"

"Squatting in the pit should also be together, aren't you afraid of smelling?"

He Lingchuan pointed to him: "There is a nest of fire ants there, do you dare to squat?"

The man quickly dodged away.

He Lingchuan went to other places to shake it, and then went back to look at the big cars.

There are a large number of fluorescent spores illuminating, and the whole clearing is as bright as day. The spiders are moving things out of the lair and putting them on carts.

The caravan sends salty clay and groceries here, and on the way back, of course, it is loaded with the specialties of the Devil's Hive Swamp and sells them for a high price.

The goods are not empty.

He Lingchuan was dazzled when he saw the specialty products that the crypt spider had moved out.

First of all, the spider silk is the hard currency that is popular outside.

There are three or four kinds of silk produced by crypt spider demons, and the most common ones are also amazingly sticky, and they are used as traps or fishing, which are many times better than ordinary nets; No matter how high-end it is, it has poor viscosity but good elasticity and toughness, and it is light and strong to make gloves and soft armor, and it is not invaded by water and fire.

Of course, the smallest number of high-grade goods can be used to refine magic weapons. Especially the cloud brocade woven by Zhu Erniang herself, the powerful fire bomb can't be opened, and He Lingchuan tried it himself.

The spiders took out all kinds of sun-dried herbs and dried insects. The swamp that no human beings have set foot in is a natural treasure trove, the medicinal herbs are full of years, the effect is good, and even the egg shell of the aphid cow is also a medicinal herb after drying, and the woman can use it after giving birth, you can promote the production of milk.

The mushroom blanket in the magic nest is also accompanied by various mushrooms, among which the phantom mushroom has always been the focus of Tu Zhongli's uncle's purchase.

This mushroom is slightly poisonous, and people who eat a few bites will flutter that fairy, and it is likely to produce various hallucinations, and things that should or should not be seen float in front of them.

The most important thing is that there are no other side effects, and there is no addiction, at most, it will cause diarrhea if you eat it in a large pot, or you will feel a little dizzy the next day, like a hangover.

Needless to say, this kind of thing is very popular when taken outside, and both humans and demons are willing to spend money to enjoy it.

He Lingchuan didn't expect that even fluorescent spores could be sold.

The bulging spores look only a little smaller than steamed buns, but after dehydration, the volume will shrink to one-third of the original size, and it will no longer glow, which is very convenient for transportation.

After soaking in water, it swells back and continues to glow for about four months when it is detached from the blanket.

This is much better than candles and oil lamps, and as a stable cool white light, it is a good light source for uninterrupted illumination at night.

People will like it, it depends on how the caravan takes it back and sets the price.

In less than an hour, forty carts were full.

He Lingchuan also understood when he saw this: Zhu Erniang's net worth is really unique in the Devil's Nest Swamp!

It's so conscientious about its business, and it's all about lining up the other wild indigenous monsters in the swamp, it's no wonder they're red-eyed. It's like you're a poor egg in the village, and you can't pick up the next meal after eating, but the rich family in the village has big fish and meat every day, and the oily aroma wafts to your house, so I ask you if you can't think of anything else?

He Lingchuan didn't have to settle accounts to know that Tu Zhongli had made a lot of money.

The premise, of course, is that he is really a businessman.

Dong Rui walked over from the rear and sighed, "Clay for specialty, this caravan is really good at doing business."

He Lingchuan smiled, "Where is the caravan?" They all believe that this guy is a bandit, and the owner of the caravan and Tu Zhongli's "uncle" is afraid that something bad has happened.

Watching the spider on the side walk away, Dong Rui lowered his voice: "What are you going to do, which side do you want to help?"

Bandits pretend to be caravans into swamps and find crypt spiders to continue trading, just to make some money for the goods? Even if you think about it with the head of the thirty-fourth, you know that it is impossible.

When the time limit was up, he couldn't get the potion that Zhu Erniang wanted, which was probably a dead end. In the past few days, his own research direction has made new progress, and Dong Rui's mind has also cleared up, and he began to think about the future

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He Lingchuan smiled, "What about you?"

"These bandits don't have any tokens in their hands to leave the swamp."

"You have to think about why they came in?" He Lingchuan said, "Do you want to rub oil from a big monster like Zhu Erniang?"

This is still the territory of the crypt spider, and it is not so easy to take advantage of Zhu Erniang. Besides, they had just talked to everyone, and they also knew that the reputation of the Demon Nest Swamp was not very good outside, not much worse than the Longtan Tiger's Den, and the people who strayed into it almost never went out, and it was also called the "Demon Cave".

If this group of thieves dares to come in and calculate the head snake, it won't be crazy, right?

"They must have figured it out."

Before the two could say a few words, Tu Zhongli's men left the bonfire and walked towards them. He Lingchuan just heard Tu Zhongli call him to be yellow hair, probably because his hair was sparse and yellow.

Huang Mao stood beside the two of them, "Boss, let me ask you, do you want to leave the swamp with us?"

As soon as you come, throw bait and pull in line?

Dong Rui said, "Yes."

"Then stay by the fire, don't make a noise and don't cause trouble." Tu Zhongli also heard that He Lingchuan intended to approach Steward Zhao.

In their original plan, the lair, which did not include the crypt spiders, would suddenly have two more living people, and neither of them looked like they were honest.

At this juncture, they don't like variables.

He Lingchuan asked, "When can I leave?"

"Soon, uh, it should be tomorrow morning." Yellow Fur gestured to the campfire, "Go and sit down."

He Lingchuan's eyes swept over him, and he suddenly pointed to the bamboo tube on his waist and said, "I seem to have seen this kind of blow arrow somewhere."

Half-arm-long, colorful bamboo, tied with small strands of hemp rope.

By the way, some of the corpses that drifted into the swamp a few days ago wore this kind of blowtorch.

Huang Mao's face changed.

At this time, a spider guard ran over and said to Dong Rui, "You have been out for too long, and the ancestor called you back to the nest to work!"

Obviously, Zhu Erniang was also worried that these cunning humans would get together and give Dong Rui a chance to take advantage of.

As for He Lingchuan, an idler who eats dry rice, he doesn't care too much.