Outside Yancheng, Ji Xin and the others had already packed up their goods, pushed the wheelbarrow, and headed for the wharf.

"Fortunately, the long-winded movements are fast enough, we have already entered the refined salt, otherwise, this trip would have been in vain. Druta gasped and pushed the wheelbarrow with a whirl.

"Hurry up, everyone, the matter in Yancheng will be discovered soon, let's get out of here quickly." Kong Liang clenched the beads tightly, his brows furrowed.

At this time, a group of soldiers on horseback hurried to the pier.

Soon, Ji Xin and the others watched the dock from afar and began to be vigilant, investigating inside and out, and several Han people were controlled.

"It seems that we can't go back to the north, so let's go west to Qinghai City and find your master to borrow troops. Chen said without regrets.

"Uncle Master?" Ji Xin and Yan Liuhe were both puzzled.

"Yes, your master, Uncle, is the hussar general of the Haote Khanate, but I have been staying in the Great Moon Clan's Khanate, and I haven't found time to catch up on the old days!" Chen Wu regretted.

As he spoke, two soldiers rode towards them.

"Stop, get on business, come here and get checked!!" the soldier reined in.

"Youlao!!" Chen Wuregret grabbed a handful of silver coins from his money bag and quietly stuffed them into the two soldiers.

"Just a few local salt dealers. The two soldiers hid the silver coins and motioned to the captain of the docks.

A few inferior horses took three carts, and the group set off again.

To the west is the snowy peak, and the farther west you go, the colder it gets.

Here, there are never four distinct seasons.

"I don't know what the road ahead will be!" Zorta chuckled, a little self-deprecating.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. Kong Liang played with the beads, and chanted a song "Fixing the Storm".

Everyone listened to Kong Liang's singing, and their depressed mood cleared up a lot.

"Hahahaha, this tune is good, a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng, him. Zolta also laughed and was relieved.

"Let's go, no matter what happens in front of him, at least let's avoid the pursuit and live! If we live, will there be no hope!!" Chen Wuregret looked at his eyes, then raised his whip and gave it to the inferior horse.

At this moment, it is the setting sun, as if the married daughter secretly drank the red of her daughter, dyed half of the sky, and also dyed the towering snow-capped peaks.

The royal blue sky, the snow-capped peaks, and the boundless salt lake have not escaped the blush.

However, the water and snow are sultry, forming a rare scenery in Haote.

The bad horse neighed, leading everyone to the infinite sunset, to the unknown distance, perseverance.

The sunset finally caught up with the snow peak, and was tightly embraced by the snow peak. The pitch-black curtain was gradually pulled down.

On the edge of the wilderness, under a freshwater lake, oil lamps are still lit in three wild shops surrounded by Mongolia

A dozen or so good horses, with five men, approached here.

They tied their horses to a tree outside the shop, hastily fed two handfuls of barley straw, and entered the shop together.

Several people carried iron guns in their hands, and when they entered the door, they did not leave their bodies.

"Little second brother, if you have good wine and good meat, you can bring it up. One of them greeted him.

"Well, wait a minute. The little second brother put a white towel on his shoulders and went to the back cautiously.

Five people came to a square table, and one hurriedly went to pat the dust on the bench with his sleeve.

"Master, sit down and rest. The other helped a middle-aged man sit down and poured him tea.

"It's really unlucky, this time I left, I didn't look for the fifth brother's apprentice, nor did I look for the old ten and eleven. Fan Long slapped the table, very angry.

"Master, you have a cup of tea to dissipate your anger, everyone has a busy time, isn't it?" Borshu handed over the ceramic sea bowl.

Fan Long took it, he was really thirsty along the way, he gurgled two or three sips, and a bowl of tea went down.

This northern region is originally a barren land, not to mention the even worse Haote, although the salt is abundant, but there is no tea here. If you want to take a sip of hot tea, it's even harder.

For example, the bite that Fan Long just took into his stomach was the high crushed of the high crush, or the high crushed that had been brewed many times.

What is high crushing? It is the broken dust of a good tea sieve. But this high crush is not the other high crush, because in this lack of tea leaves, all tea is precious, all tea can be called "high", this high crush, it can be imagined.

I don't know if it's been brewed for a few months, it's naturally tasteless.

But the wine and food were not served for a long time, so Fan Long was very angry.

"Why is it so slow!!!Isn't it a pastime for the uncle? Fan Long slapped down, and the square table was already crumbling, almost shattering.

"Come on, come on. A few masters, the shopkeeper in our store has rolled up the money cabinet and slipped away, so now there are only children and shopkeepers left in the store, and the hospitality is not good, please forgive me!"

The wine is a new brew of green ants, a jar of wine, sealed in mud, but it can't seal the aroma of wine.

The food is not delicacies from the mountains and seas, but in three or five plates, there are fried peanuts, cooked beef, braised sheep's trotters, milk tofu, and a plate of chopped glutinous rice cakes.

The little second brother unsealed the mud, and the aroma of the new brewed wine overflowed.

"What kind of wine is this? But the one mixed with sweat medicine is here to pour the uncle?" Fan Long deliberately teased the little second brother.

"Oh, what is this talking about, uncle? The small shop is honest and does not cause trouble. The little second brother waved his hand again and again.

"Well, you are busy and hard, and I will reward you with a bowl. Fan Long used chopsticks to flick the cooked beef, but he still decided to have more eyes.

After all, how many heroes have been numbed by sweat and medicine.

"Uncle, Xiao Er is not strong enough to drink, and this soju Xiao Er can't eat it. The little second brother was a little timid, but he still took a sip under Fan Long's gaze.

"Hahaha, it's really non-alcoholic, let's go. Fan Long watched Xiao Er eat wine, chewed the cooked beef in his mouth and swallowed it, poured out a sea bowl, and raised his neck to take a big bite.

After pouring a sip of wine, Fan Long only felt that the wine was like a fire, burning his throat.

As soon as everyone saw Fan Long's boldness, they couldn't bear the aroma of the wine, and they were hungry for it, so they divided the rest of the wine jar one after another.

"Ah~ Happy, what kind of wine is this?" Fan Long wiped a handful and asked.

"Uncle Hui, this is the newly steamed barley soju in the small shop, so it may be a little stronger, so you should drink it slowly. The little second brother persuaded.

"Hahaha, slow down, slow down, is that still called drinking?" Fan Long burped, and gradually felt that the world was spinning, and the little second brother in front of him turned into two people.

At this moment, he realized that he had been turned over.

"Down!!" The little second brother put down the cloth wrapped around his head, revealing the scar on his bare face, and smiled cruelly.

Fan Long and his party fell down one by one.

"Ah, you are the Ten Commandments of the Leper Monk!!" Fan Long pointed at the Ten Commandments of the Leper Monk, but he lost his strength and fell to the ground.

"Amitabha, who told you that the sweat medicine can only be put in wine? That's right, this is the Sanli store, just opened, there is a good business, my Buddha is compassionate." The Ten Commandments of the Leper Monk touched the scar on the bare and smiled evilly.