The drizzle of early spring was cold, and wisps of rain and fog filled the whole land like smoke and clouds.

Zhou Fan casually killed the monster who suddenly crawled out of the stone pit to attack him, and continued to move forward.

Some of the pits in the land of the hundred are connected to each other, and some of the pits are alone, far apart.

The stone pit that was left behind by Zhou Fan was alone, and he didn't see any figure in his field of vision.

But this is not a strange thing, even if there are all kinds of criminals and bandits living in the land of the Hundred Horses, but compared to the vast red earth, this number is still pitiful.

He took out the map that Yiluan Division had prepared for him in advance, the map was very rough, it was drawn by the warriors of Yiluan Division in the past when they entered the land of the hundred horses to carry out their missions, marking some of the human gathering strongholds in the land of the hundred horses.

However, most of the people living in the land of the Hundred Horses live a life with today and no tomorrow, and these human gathering bases will continue to die out, and new gathering points will continue to appear.

In fact, this map may not be very accurate, and whether you can find the human gathering point before dark, or find the bandits in the land of a hundred horses, depends on a little luck.

Under the drizzle, people's vision became a little blurred.

The little sister's blood-red dog hair was all wet, and Zhou Momo lay on the dog's head, occasionally opening his mouth to spew out a trace of golden dragon flame.

Zhou Fan walked all the way, and soon found the nearest stronghold marked on the map, but the stronghold was empty, and there was no trace of anyone's activities.

Undeterred, he continued to rush to the second stronghold.

After walking for a while, he finally found a second stronghold, and the second stronghold still existed.

This is a large house built in a huge black crater.

The house was made of dead yellow wood, and the upper layer of the roof was dark red hay.

This is an inn, and the inn is a common human stronghold in the land of the Hundred Horses.

Some criminals and bandits who have no home and no fixed camp will choose to eat and live in inns.

The strange creatures of the Land of the Hundred Horses are self-sufficient, but there is very little food suitable for humans here, and the food of humans in the Land of the Hundred Horses often comes from caravans from the outside.

Food is scarce, but there are a variety of rare and abundant materials, and some caravans who want to make a high profit are willing to take the risk of transporting all kinds of necessities to the land in exchange for the materials they need.

Even officials can't prohibit this kind of thing, because the wilderness is so vast that no one knows where the caravan will transport its goods.

This is also the reason why there is no shortage of food in the land of the Hundred Horses, of course, the general caravan is to trade with the innkeeper or the big and small forces, if you trade with those outlaws who have no moral credibility to speak of, then you have to worry about being ransacked.

Most of the shopkeepers who can open an inn in the land of a hundred people are either strong people, or there are people behind them, otherwise this inn will probably be destroyed by those outlaws in a day.

In this kind of chaotic and disorderly place, there is often only one truth to believe, and whoever has the biggest fist will have a reason.

Zhou Fan thought back to the various materials he had read about the land of the hundred horses, and he went down the steep slope of the giant pit, and soon walked to the long bridge leading to the inn.

Stepping on the long bridge that could only accommodate two people to pass through with a creaking sound, Zhou Fan looked at the door of the inn, and the black curtain hung down from the gate, covering the inside.

There was a clamor of insults, wild laughter, and the sound of clinking glasses and drinking.

Zhou Fan arrived at the gate, lifted the curtain and walked in.

All kinds of mixed voices paused, and their eyes converged towards Zhou Fan in front of the door.

Zhou Fan glanced at it, there were more than a dozen wooden tables in the wide house, only three empty tables remained, and the rest were filled with all kinds of people.

Most of these people are unkempt, some have black dirt on their faces, and their hair is messy.

After a pause, the voices continued to revert to their previous appearance, and they munched on meat and wine.

There are many people who continue to look at Zhou Fan, no one has ever seen Zhou Fan, especially Zhou Fan with a unique big dog, if he has seen it, he will definitely have an impression.

In other words, this person is a newcomer who has just entered the land of Baiqi, and the thought of being a newcomer makes many people's eyes become greedy.

A newcomer who has just entered the land of a hundred people often means that he has a lot of good things on him.

The nameless innkeeper was an old man with short white hair, and his wrinkled face was writing and drawing in the ledger.

The information that Zhou Fan got was not that this old man was the shopkeeper, it seems that the inn is still there, but the shopkeeper has changed, but this is not a strange thing in the land of Baiqi.

Zhou Fan walked to an empty table and sat down, and a middle-aged man walked over and asked with a straight face, "What are you eating?"

"Three catties of good meat, one catty of good wine. Zhou Fan said in a rough voice.

"One hundred coins or equivalent, pay first and eat later. The middle-aged man said.

It has always been the rule of the inn to pay first and eat later, because no one knows if the criminals and bandits who eat can afford to pay this money, and if they can't afford it, it is useless to kill him.

Zhou Fan knew these rules well, he didn't talk nonsense, took out a big money bag from the talisman bag and smashed it on the wooden table, untied the string of the money bag, grabbed a handful of Xuan coins, weighed it, and handed it to the middle-aged man, and stopped after several handfuls in a row.

The middle-aged man was holding the Xuan coin on a tray, he still had a straight face, but his eyes when he looked at Zhou Fan became a little strange, in his eyes, Zhou Fan was a fool!

Only a fool would expose so much of his money to the eyes of so many people.

This man is doomed!

The innkeeper glanced at Zhou Fan lightly, and then continued to bow his head to settle the account.

Zhou Fan fastened the money bag and put it away again.

It didn't take long for the wine and meat to be served, Zhou Fan tore a piece of meat and threw it to the little sister, and then he ate the meat and drank the wine slowly.

"Brother, can you please me have a drink?" asked a middle-aged man with a smile on his face.

Before Zhou Fan could speak, he had already sat down, he took out his cup as if he was playing a trick, and picked up the wine bowl to pour himself wine, the wine was a fruit wine specially brewed in the land of Baiqi.

The middle-aged man took a sip of satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Thank you, brother, did you just come here?

"The surname is Zhao. Zhou Fan said lightly, he didn't stop the middle-aged man from sitting down, nor did he stop the middle-aged man from drinking.

"It turned out to be the Zhao brothers. The middle-aged man smiled, he looked around and reminded in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, the land of Baiqi is very dangerous, you have to be careful." ”

Zhou Fan just nodded slightly, he picked up the wine bowl with one hand and poured it into his wine bowl, picked it up and sniffed it to his nose, and then put it down again, looking at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him with sharp eyes.

The middle-aged man knew that he had been found out about poisoning Jiucheng, and he said calmly: "Brother Zhao, what are you doing looking at me like this?"

"You wasted a piece of wine on me, and I cursed you to have no head. Zhou Fan said slowly.

The middle-aged man felt that his neck was a little itchy, he reached out and touched it, his fingers were stained with blood, a bloody mark appeared on his neck, blood water burst out of it, his head was broken, and he rolled to the ground.

The inn fell silent for a moment.