Li Bochen stood at the door of the foot shop, in a dilemma for a while.

Obviously, this mountain gentleman - if it really is - did not see through how many catties and taels he had. It should have seen that he was walking around with a group of Yin Spirits, and he felt that he should be a master of cultivation.

He didn't know whether this thing was good or malicious, but it should be very difficult to mess with it when he knew how to read people's hearts and words.

It now only borrows these "yin soldiers" behind it from itself, and tempts it with money......

Li Bochen sighed in his heart and replied as briefly as possible: "Since you begged me twice, it is fate." You take it. ”

If he hadn't fallen asleep, his heart would have been beating wildly at this time, and he didn't know if his answer to a master like himself was appropriate. But the man in red immediately saluted again, and there was already some joy in his tone: "Then tomorrow, please ask Brother Dao to take the Yin soldiers to the south for another five miles, until there is no passage through the mountain pass to help me!"

She said this as if she wanted to say something, but her figure suddenly shook and faded away.

Li Bochen hurriedly entered the foot shop, put himself back in the house, lay down on himself, and woke up.

At this time, I really felt that my heart was beating like thunder. In the past, he had heard people talk about all kinds of strange things in the Middle Continent in the city of Wuliang, but most of them were only hearsay. Although I know that there are cultivators in the world, and I am half a monk, I have seen and experienced little in that kind of city, so it is difficult to really care.

Naturally, he had also heard that there was a taboo on the way to practice - although the yin spirits after death were useless, they should not deal with those yin spirits unless they had to. Because the Yin Spirits should be taken to the Nether by the Netherworld messengers, the idea of beating these Yin Spirits is tantamount to provoking the spirits in the Netherworld, and once they are unlucky, they are prone to big things.

But he always felt that there were so many yin spirits in the world, and many times after people died, the yin spirits were not immediately taken away, but had to stay in this life world for a few days, and it should be okay for them to move a little bit by themselves.

It seems that to this day it is really bad luck to provoke something.

It was the first time he had dealt with the legendary living spirit gods in this world, and it was only at this moment that he truly realized that there were indeed many strange and unpredictable beings in another world beyond the living world that he usually heard and saw!

That thing mentions going to the Wujing Mountain Pass five miles away tomorrow to "help her...... Li Bochen thought about it for a while, and felt that he could be sure that thing should indeed be a mountain god.

After crossing the Lotus Mountain on which the Boundless City rests, the highest peak in the area within a radius of dozens of miles from the Lotus Mountain in the north to the Wind Whistling Gorge in the south is indeed called Wujing Mountain.

Is it because he is getting closer and closer to Wujing Mountain, that the face of the mountain god is getting clearer and clearer, and the stay time is getting longer and longer?

He didn't want to be involved in this kind of thing—if a mountain god had to ask for help from some high-ranking person passing by, who knew how strange and dangerous that thing would be?

Li Bochen sighed lowly, thinking that when he really passed by there tomorrow, he would never fall asleep. Those yin spirits following behind him, if the mountain god wants to take it, take it himself. When he walks out of the Wujing Mountain area, he shouldn't be able to entangle himself.

But when he was in the city of immeasurables, he told those yin spirits that he helped him at that time, and he would definitely worship well in the future. This time, if the yin spirits of these city soldiers were really taken away by the mountain god, I don't know what will happen to them. Although the death of a person into a yin spirit is already a state of ignorance with only fragmentary memories and instincts, Li Bochen still can't help but feel lost in his heart.

He felt that he had a different identity, but he was incapable of protecting anyone in this troubled world. At the moment of life and death, you can only follow the word "forbearance" and the word "ruthless", and in the end, you can only barely stay alone.

Perhaps after a few days of staying up and drinking, he was lost for a while, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

He slept very deeply, and when he was woken up by the coughing and spitting sound of the man next door, he found that it was already dawn. He got up immediately, washed up, and after washing up, he asked for a pickled bamboo shoot and pork noodles in the store to fill his stomach, and went out with a dagger.

The small caravan that I heard at the banquet last night that was going to Cheongju lived in Zhendong Fuyuan, and when Li Bochen walked to the door of the inn courtyard, he found that the people of the caravan seemed to have just gotten up.

Four young men in turned-up leather jackets were setting up a car, and the glossy fur ponies were spewing white mist from their nostrils in the cold morning. A slightly shorter one was talking to the guy in front of the inn, looking like the owner of the caravan. There was also an old man with crystal glasses with his hands cuffed around and directing the men to carry the leather goods.

There are three large cars and one van. Probably because there were too many leather goods collected, the vans were also vacated to transport the goods.

He looked at the gate of the courtyard for a while, then walked up to the old man and saluted: "This old shopkeeper." ”

The old man turned his face to look at him, and also bowed: "Ah, who are you?"

"I heard that your number is going to Cheongju and wants to get a partner. Li Bochen said politely, "I encountered some difficulties in the next place, and I lost everything, but I still have strength." On the road, catch up with the car and unload the goods, do it, just give some food and drink. ”

The old man was stunned, looked him up and down, and muttered for a while. This year, they have received a lot of goods, and they are indeed short of manpower. But the road to the north exit was not very peaceful, and the young man in front of him suddenly appeared, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

can see that Li Bochen looks dignified, and his conversation is not as ruffian as that of ordinary peddlers, and the impression in his heart is not bad. He thought about it again, turned his face and raised his voice: "Owner!"

The short man who was talking to the guy not far away turned his face. Li Bochen was slightly taken aback when he saw this person's appearance. The proprietor, who was tightly wrapped in a leather jacket and wore a bear-fur hat, looked like a woman of about twenty-five or sixteen years old.

The woman walked over, her eyes swept over Li Bochen first, and then at the old man. The old man said: "This little brother wants to get a partner, so please ask the owner to take the idea." ”

When he said this, he bowed to the woman, turned and walked away slowly. I don't know what the identity of this old man is, but his attitude towards this female owner is a little arrogant.

But the woman didn't care, looked at Li Bochen, and a smile appeared on her face: "What, the little brother is also from Cheongju?"

Li Bochen stayed in Wuliang City for three years, and he hardly saw a woman again, except for the occasional distant sight of the maids around Chebei Gong Sui Wujiao. And listening to a woman is the first time at this time. The woman's voice was not very pleasant, and even slightly hoarse. But when Li Bochen heard it, he felt that it was very pleasing to the ear.

It's been a long time since I've seen a woman. He laughed at himself in his heart, and said, "Yes." ”

The woman reached out and brushed away a strand of black hair on the side of her face: "The accent doesn't sound like Cheongzhou's." What do you call it?"

Li Bochen said: "Under Li Song." You are a good ear, I actually grew up in Xiangzhou when I was a child, and only a few years ago I went to Cheongju to join my relatives in Hosoyanagi City. ”