I didn't sleep well. I don't know how long he slept, but he began to dream. I dreamed that the hundreds of yin spirits I had led to the courtyard earlier had followed me all the way down the mountain, and there were even Bai Ying and Yan Bai Heng, and they were wandering near this hut while he was sleeping. A dark green patch, like a netherworld.

In his dreams, he thought that this might be true. When he used to serve the Yin Spirit and didn't drink it back, those things usually followed him for seven or eight days. And Bai Ying and Yan Baiheng died because of themselves, and it is normal to entangle themselves for a few days. But it didn't matter, and then they slowly dispersed.

But the other dream was a little weirder.

He dreamed that a man with a blurred face and a big red jacket walked in from outside the hut, first saluted him respectfully, and then said, "This true monarch, the little god will suffer a great calamity, please save me!"

After repeating this three times, the figure dispersed.

Li Bochen woke up suddenly, but he was sweating profusely in this cold northern land. Before he knew it, it was already dark, and he sat on the ground for a while and thought back to the dream he had just had, not knowing what the meaning was.

But when he casually looked at the trap in front of the door, he found that the trap had been touched at some point.

As soon as his heart was raised, he immediately lifted the net on his body, walked to the door with the dagger in his hand, and looked out carefully. The moon was very big tonight, and the snow field was shining brightly, and the footprints were found. Not human footprints, but the footprints of a row of small beasts—stretching from a distance to the doorway, as if touching the mechanism, and then extending to the side of the bed, mingling with the footprints he had stepped on.

When he was in the army, he occasionally went into the mountains with his companions to hunt and sacrifice teeth, so it can be seen that the footprints belong to a small fox. was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but frowned again-

There were only footprints of the little fox coming in, but there was no going out.

Thinking back to the dream just now, he realized that he might have seen some mountain spirit. Dangtu Mountain is a large mountain that runs east-west across the snowfield, but there are many criss-crossing mountains to the south of Dangtu, which are called Siheng Mountains.

This mountainous area is vast, occupying almost a quarter of the land of the Sui Kingdom, and naturally there will be many mountain spirits. Under those spiritual seats, most of them will also have some mountain generals, and most of them are intelligent beasts.

Maybe the man in red in his dream is one of them. Li Bochen knew that dealing with these things was actually very dangerous, these mountain spirits were moody, they sounded like they were asking for help, maybe they wanted to harm people, and the best choice was not to provoke them.

So he didn't think much about it, but cut the broken net in the house with a dagger, twisted it into a long hemp rope and wrapped it around his waist and walked out of the wooden house. Because of the dream of the man in red, this time he did not stop day and night. When you are hungry, catch a few birds and hares to eat, and when you are thirsty, you can chew a few mouthfuls of snow.

His destination was a small town in the Four Horizontal Mountains called Beikou. Beikou Town holds a main road into the four horizontals and into the Tu, and the supplies in the city are usually transferred through this town, so there are more than 100 garrisons all year round. If Sui didn't regret it and sent someone to hunt him down, he shouldn't have imagined that he would run to such a dangerous place.

He got some money and clothes in Beikou, and he could put it into the hinterland of the Sui State, and it would be difficult to find it.

By the evening of the third day, Li Bochen saw Beikou Town between the white mountains and black waters from a distance. From the morning he began to walk as he walked, cutting some branches from the tree with a dagger, and then strangled his back with a hemp rope around his waist, and by this time he had carried a large bundle of firewood.

He walked into the street from the east side of the town, and met no obstacles. At this time, there are many fur merchants in Beikou Town, and these people mainly come for the snow roe deer in the Siheng Mountains. The roe deer's fur is yellowish-brown in spring, summer and autumn, but in winter it becomes white and dense and soft, and is extremely popular in the more affluent areas of the south.

Although most of the fur merchants in the town had run away due to the war a few days ago, because it had snowed heavily a few days ago, and some of them were really unable to leave, so they had to stay in fear. Now that the demon beasts have retreated after breaking through the Infinite City, these people have been blessed by misfortune, and they can not only buy a large amount of furs, but also reduce the price.

So the town is now quite lively, and the streets are smooth and bright by the wheels and people, and the ashes of the plants and trees cannot be melted. It was just evening, and the restaurants on both sides were already fragrant with wine and meat, rich businessmen and high-rollers drank their lamps, and occasionally there were pipa and wooden flutes rushing into the sky.

Smelling this smell, Li Bochen's stomach growled, and his body became weak. Not only because I am constantly traveling day and night, but also because of my own cultivation realm. An ordinary person who doesn't practice can coax his stomach with two meals a day, but even if he is a spiritual realm, the vitality in his body is constantly wandering, and he is hungry faster than ordinary people. I haven't eaten anything these days, and I'm running out of oil and lamps, so I have to think of a good sacrifice to the temple of the five organs.

But the jade pendant in his arms couldn't be sold - it was impossible for someone in Beikou Town to come up with so much cash. Even if you can get it, it's unlikely to be a gold collar. If it were five hundred silver collars or five hundred thousand copper coins, he might not be able to pull it away with a few carts.

So he walked along the side of the road and looked in both directions. When I walked to the door of a restaurant called "Guilinju", I found that the horse stakes in front of the door were all tied, so I turned around the door a few more times. Sure enough, a guy came out in a hurry soon and hurriedly stopped him when he saw it: "Hey, little brother, do you sell this firewood?"

Li Bochen wiped the sweat from his face and stood aside: "Sell." ”

The man walked down the stairs and reached out and touched the firewood on his back: "Wet wood...... Forget it, you caught up today. You have enough weight, count you thirty dollars, okay?"

Li Bochen knew that a load of firewood was about twenty yuan, but his burden was indeed twice as much as usual, and thirty yuan was not too much, nor too little. He let out a sigh of relief: "Okay." ”

"Yes, follow me. ”

The man led him through the side door into the backyard, told him to put the wood in the courtyard of the house, and counted him thirty denarii. Then he said to him, "If you go to collect firewood in a while, you will send it back and receive thirty dollars as usual." ”

Li Bochen nodded. But he only sells firewood to solve a temporary dilemma, how can he really make money by doing this. He pretended to tighten his belt and waited for the man to leave before he stepped forward. But he didn't go out through the back door, but entered the lobby of the restaurant through the courtyard door of the room.

The lobby is bustling with the smell of wine. Most of the people sitting here are the bodyguards and men brought by the wealthy businessmen upstairs. Dozens of people occupied several tables, and laughter threatened to lift the roof.

Li Bochen took a look at it, took a confiscated wine cup from the wine cabinet, pulled the broken hair from his face, strode to a table of lively banquets, and sat on a stool next to a person.

The man was munching on the case, and drank a lot of wine, only to look at him drunk. Li Bochen unceremoniously reached out and took the wine pot to add wine to himself, held up the wine cup and said, "Everyone, everyone, listen to me!"

More than a dozen people at the table were originally eating, drinking, and noisy, but they subconsciously looked at him.

Li Bochen said: "When I went to the north exit last year, my shopkeeper had an accident, but fortunately, your account helped. Today, my brother is here to toast you with a cup, if you don't do it, you won't give face!"

With that, he raised his head and drank three bowls in a row.

No one at the table recognized him, but he didn't know which firm in the hall he was doing. Seeing that his sword eyebrows and starry eyes are extraordinary, and he is drunk and drunk, how can he think about anything else. For a while, they applauded and did it all.

Li Bochen got up: "Then brother first-"

The man next to him grabbed him and said drunkenly: "This is leaving? Don't you give face to my brother! I remember that you owe me a few glasses last year!"

The people at the table shouted loudly and came to pull him one after another. Li Bochen sat down, greeted him with a smile and poured a few bowls of wine, and ate heavily.