Chapter 53: West Sichuan
In the face of lava and fire, money seems very weak.
There are many things in the world that money can't buy, and the thirty-six yang fires and the seventy-two yin fires are one of them.
Although this lava fire is about to be extinguished, it is very difficult to cultivate.
But Yang Huo is Yang Huo, and it is not something that can be measured by money.
Yu Bushun tilted his head to look at me, and then said indifferently: "This flame is going to be handed over to me in the end." ”
"Since you are willing to change, then the ghost tears are yours."
Level 6 lava earth fire for level 5 ghost tears.
Yu Bushun made a lot of money.
But I wasn't in the mood to ink with the other party at this time, so I handed over the lava and earth fire to the appraiser, ready to complete the transaction.
Zhao Fei's face was full of regret, and he wanted to dissuade me.
But I ignored him.
Because Zhang Sanfen said that everything in the handbag is consumables except for the Demon Thorn.
As long as I don't trade with the Demon Thorn, these things are not a problem!
It's good that things are combined, and only things that are suitable are the most valuable things!
The deal between Ghost Tears and Lava Earth Fire went well, and soon I had six or seven translucent, crystal-like objects.
I touched it lightly with the Demon Thorn, but I saw a faint white light coming out, like a small light bulb.
The reputation of Fangbei Commercial Bank is still reliable, at least there is no quality problem.
In any case, two of the three things that Lao Zhang asked for have already arrived.
There are still few corpse-eating insects left, on the one hand, it is indeed relatively few, and on the other hand, it is also because Middle-earth is relatively taboo such things, so no one dares to make it public.
Time is pressing, and I don't want to stay here for the sake of corpse eaters, so I whispered a few words to Zhao Fei at the moment, and followed him to leave quietly.
The fair went on, but the rest of the stuff didn't appeal to me anymore.
I just want to bring the corpse repair wood and ghost tears to western Sichuan as soon as possible to help the boss.
It took me nearly three hours to get from the provincial capital to Chengdu.
But from Chengdu to Kangding, because of the flight, it was delayed for more than four hours.
By the time I arrived in Kangding with my handbag, it was already dark.
I called my boss twice, but I couldn't get through.
This made me vaguely anxious.
I squatted on the road next to the airport, and I didn't dare to call my boss any longer.
In case he is in a special situation and is disturbed by the ringing of the phone, I am afraid that it will cause him trouble.
However, I didn't wait long at the airport gate when I saw a pickup truck parked in front of me, and on the pickup, a bald head in his thirties asked, "From North China?" ”
I nodded.
The other party said again: "Zhang San asked me to pick you up." Get in! ”
He kicked open the passenger door, and then said impatiently, "Hurry up! Hurry up and send you over, today's task will be completed! ”
I glanced inside the car and saw two dusty people sitting in the back seat.
The two are old and young.
The old one is about fifty years old, wearing a tunic and looking very stylish.
The young man is in his twenties, dressed very fashionably, he carries a backpack travel bag, the bag is bulging, and he doesn't know what it contains.
What strikes me as odd is that both of them have tattoos on their bodies.
The old man's forehead was blocked by the brim of his hat, revealing only a silhouette.
The young man's was on his forearm, half of which was covered by the sleeves.
I thought about it for a moment, and then without hesitation, I sat in the passenger seat of the pickup truck.
Then the bald man slammed on the accelerator, and the car sped away at a moment's notice.
Kangding is a tourist city, and the city is full of people at night.
But the bald head has good driving skills, rushing left and right in the traffic, and soon out of the city.
After leaving the city, the surrounding roads became dark, but fortunately, the car lights were bright, and the front was like daylight.
I looked at the dark mountains outside the window, and I couldn't help but mutter, and one hand involuntarily reached into my handbag and grasped the handle of the Demon Thorn.
It's not that I'm suspicious of bald drivers, but when I'm out and about, I always have to have more eyes.
The bald driver should be very familiar with the surrounding road conditions, turning along the winding mountain road, and suddenly the car jolted violently, and it turned out to be far away from the national highway and entered a non-paved bad road.
I was so uncomfortable with the bump that I couldn't help but reach out and hold the handle next to me.
Then I heard the bald head say, "Bear with me, there are still seven or eight kilometers to go!" ”
The car couldn't speed up on the bad road, so that we were so bumpy that even our brains turned into mush.
The old man in the back of the car turned even pale, and couldn't help but say, "Bald, can you drive the car slower?" My old man's old bones have been scattered by you! ”
The bald head was immediately happy, and said, "Old man, you are old, why do you have to join in this fun?" ”
"Do you know how many people died over there? At least seven! A dozen or so more were injured! ”
The old man said proudly: "I am a descendant of the Yin people in northern Hubei Province. Since I've received an invitation from the official family, I have to come and see it anyway. ”
"Eliminating harm for the people is what our generation should do!"
The bald head smiled and said: "If you walk in the yin, you will walk your yin well, what are you tossing with zombies?" ”
"Yes, old man, if you are willing to join in the fun, I don't care."
"I'm just a driver, and pulling you here will be the end of it. But I really have something to advise you, don't have a brush, stay away from that thing! ”
I couldn't help but glance at the bald head more, this guy should have the identity of an official, and the little cursed corpse in western Sichuan finally led the official family to take action.
However, this is also a reaction from the side, this thing should be extremely difficult, otherwise the official family would not have invited the masters of the people to come over and subdue the small cursed corpse of Western Sichuan.
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly the pickup truck turned a corner, and a clearing appeared.
The clearing was brightly lit, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight.
There were seven or eight cars parked under the lights, and a dozen or so tents were set up.
In the middle of the tent, a huge bonfire was lit, and there were still figures coming and going next to the bonfire.
As the pickup truck approached, two men were greeted at the campfire, and they shouted, "Bald! How many people did you bring this time? ”
The bald head parked the car next to it and replied, "Three! One old, two small. ”
"Also, I went to the city to buy some food, and I will divide it among everyone first, and then fill my stomach."
He opened the bed of the pickup truck, took out two boxes, opened a bag of mineral water, and threw bottles of water to the people next to the campfire.
The box is full of canned beef, compressed biscuits, self-heating rice and the like, anyway, it is a large amount of food, high nutrition, but not for the taste of the food.
One of the men said, "Did you bring the glutinous rice?" The corpse poison of the dog day needs to be plucked with glutinous rice and spirits! If a few brothers don't pull out the poison, I'm afraid that their arms and legs will be wasted! ”