"Lei, Ye, An, Su, Wu, Gu, Luo". The Wu clan is the least populous and most mysterious of the seven kings of the Wei Kingdom. Those Venerables turned out to be from the Wu family.

The two groups of Gu family soldiers couldn't talk anymore. The people of Fangyi did not mix, leaned on the side and continued to close their eyes and recuperate.

As soon as he came out of the woods on the shore, pies fell from the sky. It was an unexpected surprise to be able to go to the destination marked on the map "justifiably". Spending more time here to chat with the hunters is not a small reward.

Wenyang City, the capital of Wenyang County, is now particularly lively.

The triennial "Thunder Emperor Autumn Hunt" has been held five times. Before, they were all paddocks near Xindu, and the four counties of Kanbei were hosting it for the first time.

The Gu family attaches great importance to this important ritual. But the preparation time left for the subordinates was too hasty. In addition, with Wenyang City as the pivot, the 13 counties across the country closed the roads and cleared the field for the first time from far and near, which caused a lot of trouble in the transportation of materials and personnel scheduling. Hundreds of people along the way were also tossed and choked, and many even temporarily cut off their livelihoods.

The hunters complained all morning. Fangyi people can see clearly that most ordinary people still can't suppress the excitement in their hearts.

After all, it was the seven surnamed kings gathered at their doorstep.

Wenyang County is located on the border of Lanwei, close to Ayutthaya. The two countries have been at war for 400 years, but every time the seven kings meet here, they bring only endless blood and fire.

Now the war between the two countries has been suspended for more than a decade. The common people of the four counties of Kanbei finally have the opportunity to see the royal ceremonies at their doorstep.

Even the wealthy officials and businessmen in the surrounding counties have tried their best to rush into Wenyang City to see the excitement before the road is closed.

A few of the young hunters in the team were even more excited. They can go directly into the paddock, and they can't see the Thunder Emperor with their own eyes.

The current ruling Emperor Lei defeated the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Lan State eighteen years ago, and even seized the first Xiongguan in the world from the hands of the Lan State in one fell swoop.

But just now, the leader of the scouts poured cold water on the young people.

The Lei Emperor was not in the Cishan enclosure at all, nor did he enter Wenyang City, but set up camp on the opposite bank of the Zhilan River in the east of the city. The patriarch of the Gu family did not dare to live in the city, so he also camped outside.

In fact, there is no suitable hunting ground here in Wenyang. A slightly larger piece of the Hedong Plain was occupied by the big camp, and the spirit beasts from Tiannan and Haibei were all gathered in Cishan in the west of the river to be temporarily raised.

Why is this autumn hunt so close to the border? Why is the scale so much larger than before? Who did the Wu family learn the secret art from? As for that small magic circle, could it be that the people of the Western Continent are really back?

These questions have always hovered in the minds of the people of Fangyi.

There is no other way. Only by taking a look can it be possible to figure out what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd of the people of Ulguo.

It wasn't until the sun sank in the west that the spirit beast teams from all walks of life were almost over. The hunters, guided by another team of Gu family scouts, finally set foot on the official road.

The solid road seemed to have been ploughed haphazardly many times. The rammed earth in the lower layer was all trampled by the passing beasts, and it was weighed down by some unknown beast several times. The entire road surface is in tatters, and it is no longer what it looks like.

The young hunters stepped on the potholed "official road" one foot at a time, and they had long lost their initial excitement.

In the morning, all the people who passed by were some herbivorous spirit beasts that were quick but gentle in nature, and everyone didn't care.

Since the first batch of huge pestle-horned rhinoceros passed by in the afternoon, the hunters were finally frightened by the heavy pace and choking smell.

They were all experienced old hunters, and their ears and noses alone were enough to judge how dangerous the beasts they were going to face later would be.

Ignoring the ban anymore, everyone flocked to the fence one after another, and secretly peeked into the official road through the gaps.

All kinds of fierce spirit beasts that had been seen and never seen were driven towards Cishan one by one, and the hearts of the Gu family hunters became colder and colder, and they began to secretly envy the group of guys who had fled before.

It's getting dark. The leader of the scout cavalry led his horse to carefully choose the way forward, and from time to time he easily turned back to cheer people up: "It is our soldiers and the butchers of Wenyang City who are doing it. Besides, with the Wu family here, the spirit beast will definitely not resist. You're just helping to peel the skin and do the work of deboning and cutting the flesh. ”

The hunters lost their horse-mounted privileges, and trudged through the broken road. Someone muttered: "Can skinning a cow be the same as skinning a rhinoceros?" The rhinoceros has a highly poisonous blood, and it will kill you if you touch it, how to do it." ”

The leader took the horse and looked back at the grumbling young hunter with interest: "You know a lot. Have you done it before?"

If you have done it, you are slaughtering spirit beasts privately. If you haven't done it, it's just a lie.

The young man nodded dumbfounded, then shook his head again. Then I started to panic.

An old hunter hurriedly started the round: "This kid is bragging! It's just that he has worked in the medicine hall in Wenyang City, and he tells some stories by hearsay, how can he understand this." ”

The leader rolled his eyes and ignored them. The hunters obediently closed their mouths in amusement, not daring to say anything more.

The team silently continued on its way. Fangyi people dragged at the back of the line, frowning, and worried.

Bai Ye and Yi Chi are still by their side, forced to enter the tiger's den together, and Uncle Hu's heart is always hanging.

It's not a good feeling to take one step at a time. Even if he returns to Fangyi safely, according to Boss An's temper, he is scolded for a small matter, and Bai Ye, this kid, will never want to go down the mountain in his life.

Nighto?

This kid!

He can write and calculate. When I was in Fangyi, I was able to handle some work such as accounting accounts and overall scheduling, and I could almost be half of Boss An's arms.

But once he flies into a new world, everything in front of him is new to him.

The little guy always squinted his smiling eyes on weekdays, but at the moment he was staring round, looking around like a puppy, leaning over from time to time to check the footprints of the spirit beast on the ground, and muttering something softly in his mouth.

In less than half a day, he had already had a hot fight with the old hunters in Wenyang. From time to time, there will be endless arguments about what kind of spirit beast's feces are picked up.

A kind smile just appeared on the corner of Uncle Beard's mouth, and it disappeared in an instant.

You've got to go home well. Otherwise, none of us would be able to explain it to your father.

Unconsciously climbed a mountainside, and Ba Hong, who had been walking in front, suddenly stopped.

The people of Fangyi also stopped and looked up.

The official road turns with the mountain, and the vision suddenly opens up. Among the low hills at the foot of the mountain, there are countless brightly lit giant open-pit pits, stretching all the way to the banks of the Zhilan River.

Half of a low hill reclines abruptly on the riverside. Under the setting sun, the rust-red earth mountains reveal an indescribable weirdness.

Ba Hong, who rarely said a few words a day, crossed his waist and gently exhaled towards the mountain: "Cishan." It's here. ”