In the hospital.

Seeing Shi Bufan, Feng Bo hurriedly went out of the house, and knelt down without saying a word, "Immortals!

As he spoke, Feng Bo kowtowed three times seriously.

Shi Bufan didn't stop him, waited for Feng Bo to get up, and said with a smile: "It's all the credit of Old Grandpa Yue and the Dragon King, you should thank them." ”

Feng Bo said yes again and again, saying that he and the whole clan would worship the moon elder and the dragon king every day in the future.

Of course, there is also Shui De Xingjun, Shi Bufan specially reminded him.

As for the cause of this great drought, he did not discuss it with Feng Bo, but only told Feng Bo not to dismantle the immortal statues at will in the future, so as not to cause trouble.

Feng Bo was even more grateful, "Immortal, I have discussed with the people, and in a few days I will build a temple and a statue of a god for you, and in the future, our whole clan will worship you for generations." ”

"Whatever you want. Shi Bufan was calm on the surface and happy in his heart.

Building a temple and a statue is not only an honor for him, but also a tangible benefit.

Because when a mortal worships a god, he can also gain some cultivation, and it will always be of great use if he accumulates a lot.

"By the way, Fonta, let me ask you something. Shi Bufan cut to the chase.

Feng Bocheng was terrified, "Immortals, please speak, I know everything." ”

"Have you heard of this place in Shenmu City?"

Feng Bo was stunned for a moment, and did not answer directly, but racked his brains to think.

Finally, he nodded, "It seems that I heard others talk about this name in Bloody Clothes City, but I don't remember it clearly." ”

"Bloody City, what's that?"

Feng Bo rubbed his palms, his eyes shining, "The Bloody Clothes City is north of the Konghe River, and the territory and all the tribes within a radius of thousands of miles are under its jurisdiction, which is very powerful. ”

Listening to what Feng Bo said, if this land is compared to a country, then the Bloody City is the capital of the country, and the significance is self-evident.

"Immortal, the Shenmu City you are looking for must also be under the jurisdiction of Bloody Clothing City, it is better to go to Bloody Clothing City and ask, it is easy to find. Font Bo gave a suggestion.

"That's a good idea. Shi Bufan nodded.

He didn't have any other clues, so it would be a good idea to try Fonber's approach.

According to Feng Bo, the Bloody City has jurisdiction over thousands of miles, has a large population, and often has "immortals" flying around, which is not an ordinary place.

The "immortals" in Feng Bo's mouth are naturally cultivators like Shi Bufan, which means that Bloody City has gathered many masters.

Perhaps, Xiangxin is hiding in Bloody Clothes City!

"Immortal, if you want to go to Bloody City, I can lead the way!" Feng Bo patted his chest.

Shi Bufan smiled, "Don't bother, you show me the way, I'll find it myself." ”

"No trouble, no trouble," Feng Bo said, "The immortals don't know, I'm also about to go to Bloody City, if the immortals don't dislike it, we can go together, and I'll lead the way for the immortals." ”

It turned out that the Dafeng tribe, as the territory of the Bloody Clothes City, had to pay taxes and grain every year.

No, it is time to pay taxes recently, and Feng Bo, as the head of the clan, must go to the Bloody City to pay taxes and grain.

"Okay, that's it!" Shi Bufan thought about it for a moment and agreed.

Walking with Feng Bo is much slower than driving the clouds.

But fortunately, he was not in a hurry.

Seeing more and seeing the world on the road is also an experience.

So, rest for the night.

Day 2.

Feng Bo set up an ox cart early and loaded it with five bags of grain.

This grain is collected from each household, and because of the severe drought, the family does not have much grain in stock, and it is not easy to receive it.

If you collect a few more bags, there will not be enough food to eat, and someone will starve to death.

If you look closely, the bags of grain are all specially made, large and long, with the word "bloody clothes" on them, and each bag weighs hundreds of catties.

"Immortal, you get in the car!" Feng Bo spread a woolen cloth on the board of the car and let Shi Bufan sit on it.

Since he wanted to go along, Shi Bufan didn't have to ride the clouds and fog, and jumped into the ox cart.

Font sat on the wheel of the oxen in front of the cart, waving his whip and driving the oxen.

"Drive!"

The scalper pouted his buttocks, ran upside down, pulled the car and made a creaking sound, and headed north.

After a while, the tribe came out.

There are hundreds of miles from the Dafeng tribe to the Konghe River, this distance is very good, the road is wide, and there are many people.

But after crossing the Konghe River, a hundred miles further is a wild land.

When the ox cart arrived, it was night, and the roar of wild beasts could be heard everywhere, and there were even tigers and wolves walking around the roadside, looking for prey.

When the scalper saw the beast, he didn't dare to move forward at all, and walked for a while and stopped for a while.

There was no way, so Feng Bo had to unload the car and find a safe high ground to rest for the night.

"Immortals, give!"

Feng Bo took out the prepared dry food and handed it to Shi Bufan first.

Shi Bufan ate one and felt tasteless, so he got up and grabbed two pheasants from nearby, and skillfully plucked the feathers and dirty them, and Feng Bo was dumbfounded.

Make a fire, find a thin piece of stone, and toss around before placing the chicken on top of it to grill.

After a while, the aroma filled.

"Immortal, I didn't expect you to bake something, it's so fragrant!"

As he spoke, Fonbo couldn't help but drool.

Shi Bufan smiled slightly, "I like to eat, especially barbecue, I learned it specially." ”

He suddenly thought of Xiangxin, the guy who had deceived him.

Shi Bufan learned the barbecue from Xiangxin, and he only learned seven or eight percent, and the taste was still not as fragrant as Xiangxin's roast.

Feng Bo was very satisfied, and when the chicken was roasted, he couldn't help but feast, and praised while eating, praising Shi Bufan like the god of food in the sky.

After a while, his mouth and face were covered with black grease stains.

The whole roast chicken was also eaten cleanly.

The two of them ate fragrant roast chicken, and the big yellow cow was not idle, gnawing on the tender grass on the side.

Not far away is a small river with a gurgling water.

When they were full, the two of them drank the water from the river.

"Immortal, I'll sleep for a while. ”

Tired and sleepy, Fonbo lay asleep on the sack as he spoke, snoring loudly.

The big scalper also lay on the ground, his head on the ground, and his stomach bulging and fell asleep.

Shi Bufan sat cross-legged on a wooden stake and gradually settled down.

His sleep is no different from meditation and cultivation, and he can also sense the situation around him when he enters the time, and if a fierce beast attacks, he can detect it as soon as possible.

Fortunately, although I heard the howling of wolves and tigers all night, no wild beasts found here.

Maybe he found it, but he didn't dare to approach because he was afraid of the demonic aura on Shi Bufan's body.

In the early hours of the next morning.

Fonbo set up the ox cart and continued on his way.

According to Feng Bo, there are still two days to go from here to Bloody City, and most of them are wild places, and there are many robbers and robbers on the road.

These robbers were very clever and knew that many tribes would go to the Bloody City to pay taxes and grain, so they set out one after another to ambush in the wilderness to loot food.

Every year when he went to the Bloody City to deliver food, Feng Bo would select seven or eight young and strong men from the clan to follow and protect.

This year is an exception.

He didn't bring a strong man, because there were immortals with him, and he was afraid of a ghost robber!