He came late, and by the time he was eight minutes full, the dozen or so people at the table were already drunk with seven or eight. The remaining five or six were all flushed and spitting wine, and the next moment they were about to slip out under the table.

Li Bochen drained all the residual wine from several wine jugs on the table into a jug, put it in his arms and went out.

And no one stopped him—it was the shopkeeper upstairs who was paying the bill, not the guys below.

When I got out of the restaurant and was blown by the north wind on the street, I woke up for three or four minutes. He found a foot shop along the street with the thirty dollars, threw twenty dollars, and lived in a single room. The room is cramped, and can only accommodate a bed and a stool, but it is much more comfortable than on the snow.

He lay on the bed and let out a long breath, took out the flask in his arms, and drank it in small sips.

It's not all about eating and drinking in a restaurant. The people in the audience talked nonsense, and they roughly understood the current situation in Beikou Town. There are still more than a dozen businesses left in the town, and almost all of them are short of manpower. First, because the leather goods received this year were two or three times as much as in previous years, and secondly, because a few days ago, many of the guys and helpers were afraid of the attack of the demon beasts in Wuliang City, so they ran away first. In fact, the two are the same thing.

He heard that a smaller group was going to Cheongju, and counting the shopkeepers, there were only six or seven people at the moment. The caravan became his target.

We can't pin our hopes on Sui Buxiu and always keep my promises. What's more, he himself didn't know why the noble prince had a relaxed attitude.

So Cheongju is a better choice. Cheongju was in the eastern part of the Sui State and bordered the Li State. More than ten years ago, the Li State was destroyed by the four vassal states led by the Son of Heaven State, and it is still governed by the five countries.

In recent years, wars with the Demon Kingdom have become more frequent, and the Son of Heaven and the Four Kingdoms have levied more and more military service. However, the situation in the old land of Li Guo had just been stabilized, and in order to avoid a civil uprising, the officials of the five countries resorted to Huairou means, but let the people there escape these hard labors.

He can go to Seonju Horliu Castle. Xiliu City is also prosperous, good to hide and make a living. After twenty or thirty miles out of Liucheng, he will enter the territory of Li State, and if Sui Wujiao or Sui does not regret it afterwards and sends someone to arrest him, he can also flee to the old land of Li Guo nearby. Right now, it's a pool of muddy water, and he'll be safe by plunging headlong into it.

Tomorrow, you can think of a way to get into the caravan.

After figuring this verse, he drank all the wine in the jug. I went out to the hut again, and when I returned to the house, I wrapped my blackened futon and slept against the wall.

When he is not asleep, he toils, and when he sleeps, he does not rest. I don't know how long it took, Li Bochen woke up in a dream - he had cheated on drinking alcohol for this purpose.

As a result, as soon as he "opened his eyes", he was startled - Yan Baiheng and Baiying, two bloody people, stood beside his bed and stared at him. Although the form of the Yin Spirit was nearly translucent, the expression on the face could still be seen. Yan Baiheng seemed to be unwilling, and Baiying looked a little angry.

Both of them died directly at his hands indirectly, and it was reasonable to follow him to pester him. In addition to these two Yin Spirits, the room was also filled with layers of Yin Spirits of those soldiers in the Infinite City. But after a few days, the number has decreased a lot, and now, there are probably only about a hundred left, and the others must have slowly dispersed on the road.

It is possible to drink them back, but doing this one by one is always tiring and laborious, and Li Bochen has long been used to this kind of thing, so he no longer cares.

He walked through the wall and first walked around the foot shop, but found nothing out of the ordinary. At this time, more than 100 Yin Spirits also followed him, as if he was traveling with a Yin soldier.

Then I went out into the street. It must not have been long since he fell asleep, the street was still lively at this time, and the lights were on in the restaurants, so he first checked the dark corners of the neighborhood that were easy to hide, and then went to the south of the town. There was a garrison on the south side, where more than 100 sergeants guarding the north entrance stayed.

But there was nothing unusual about the garrison, and it didn't seem to have received instructions to ask for him in the town.

Sui Buxiu is indeed trustworthy, Li Bochen thought. I planned to go back to the foot shop and sleep peacefully at night.

But as soon as I walked to the door of the foot shop, I suddenly found a red light at the end of the street. Before he could react, the figure in the big red jacket he had seen in his dream a few days ago appeared in front of him.

A few days ago, this man's face was blurry, but now it is a little clearer, as if a thin veil has been covered over his face. This person looked like a woman, and her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be lightly inked on the slightly damp paper. first saluted Li Bochen, and then said: "This Daoist brother, the little god will suffer a catastrophe, please Daoist brother save me, there will be a big reward!"

Li Bochen still didn't want to pay attention to him. The rumors of the mountain spirits harming people in their dreams are well known in Zhonglu, and although it is the first time he has encountered this kind of thing, he knows that as long as he ignores it, it should be fine.

But just as he was about to walk into the foot shop, he suddenly realized that this humanoid called him "Zhenjun" in fear for the first time, and tonight, the title was changed to "Brother Dao".

He is now in a sensitive situation, and he has to be careful in everything. So I pondered for a while in my heart - cultivators who have a very high level of cultivation can indeed be called "true monarchs". This is just a polite remark, and presumably those true monarchs who really master the luck in the underworld will not be surprised by this.

But this time, he called himself "Brother Dao" again, which was obviously many levels lower than the title of "True Monarch".

It's because ...... When I saw myself for the first time in a dream, I saw that there were hundreds of Yin spirits around me, but now there are only more than a hundred?

The man in red stared at him. If she thinks about it, if she is really a spirit who wants to harm people, why not pick some ordinary people, but stare at herself, who looks weird and has a lot of yin spirits around her?

The last time the man in red said just one word and disappeared from his dream, this time he stayed longer. Seeing Li Bochen's footsteps, he paused slightly, and the man in red said again: "If Brother Dao doesn't save him when he sees death, and the little god arrives in the Netherworld, he will sue the True Monarch, Yuan Jun, and Emperor Jun, and say that Brother Dao vainly leads the Yin Spirit!"

Hearing her say this, Li Bochen's heart jumped suddenly.

This thing...... Is it really a mountain king!?

The land of the middle continent is vast, there are many mountains and rivers, and it is said that the emperor, the Yuan monarch, and the true monarch who dominate the life and death of the fortune in the underworld canonized some of the mountains and rivers on the earth controlled by the living spirit gods, and the people often call them mountain gods, river gods, and land gods.

The mountain god, also known as the king of the mountain, is said to be in charge of the fortune of a place, and it is said that he also has the duty of collecting the wandering yin spirits and waiting for the netherworld yin index. The man in red said this, but Li Bochen had to care.

He had never dealt with any of these things before, and he didn't know what to do with her for a while.

However, the man in red seemed to feel that his words made Li Bochen jealous, and he saluted again, and his tone softened slightly: "The little god only wants to borrow these more than 100 Yin soldiers from Brother Dao. Brother Dao is in the living world, and it is necessary to spend money on cultivation, and the little god knows that there is a place named Huanghuai Slope ten miles away, and there is a dead old locust tree under the slope. There is a jar of treasure buried three feet under the old locust tree, and Brother Dao can take it all!"