Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Four Arrive at Penglai

Chu Mo came on foot, led the horse, and walked through the forest, farmland and city gate.

It was late in the evening, and the stalls, the artists, had packed up and gone home, and the doctors, the tailors, and the owners of the grocery stores were also closing their stalls.

The streets were empty and the weather was sweltering, but he wore a black robe, which was very eye-catching.

Moreover, his horse was in strong shape, and his back was full of goods.

There is only one place in the silent city of Whitewater that is so brightly lit and bustling that even Western visitors from miles away can feel the lively atmosphere.

Just like the name of all inns, the four words of Fulin Inn contain the owner's good expectations for it.

Chu Mo stood at the door of the inn for a while before Xiao Er rushed out from inside to receive him.

"This master, unfortunately, there is no room available. Xiao Er smiled all over his face.

Chu Mo waved his hand and said, "It's okay, taking care of my horse is to use the best forage." ”

He lifted the black fur on the horse's back, and a pair of green eyes made Xiao Er stumble in fright, if it weren't for the wall behind him, he was afraid that he would have to fall somersault.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a dead thing. Chu Mo's face was expressionless, and his voice was calm and powerful, which made Xiao Er feel a lot more at ease.

He fixed his eyes on the green eyes, and it turned out to be a huge demon wolf.

Chu Mo lifted the demon wolf with one hand and said, "I'll see if I can find a desirable buyer for this thing." ”

According to Xiao Er's eyesight, the demon wolf has one or two hundred catties, but Chu Mo is as easy as carrying a chicken.

"A pot of wine, half a catty of beef, and a casual side dish. Chu Mo didn't care about Xiao Er's surprised gaze, and walked straight into the inn.

The inn was a place for businessmen who traveled from north to south, and a few sharp-eyed people had noticed the tall man coming in through the door.

He didn't look very old, but he had a thick beard, sharp eyes, and his body was shrouded in black robes, except for the huge demon wolf in his hand, the most eye-catching thing was the two swords on his back.

In these days, there is no place to live, and it is not surprising that travelers who go out carry swords and swords, but almost no one has ever seen anyone carry two swords on them.

In particular, there is also a wooden sword in it.

However, aside from his strange attire, the demon wolf is very valuable, and a few shrewd businessmen are already secretly calculating at what price to take down this wolf demon in order to maximize the benefits.

Chu Mo sat on an empty table in the corner, with the wolf demon at his feet, the wolf demon had obviously just been killed, and there was a terrifying wound on his skull, which was dripping with blood.

The smell of blood made the guests at the next table frown, but reason made him give up the idea of going to the man in black to reason, and the person who could kill a wolf demon alone would not be easy to mess with.

"So what? I'm going back to my room after eating. He thought.

Weakness silences people, but profit tempts people to take risks.

A caravan owner was the first to come and contact Chu Mo.

The owner of the caravan was a capable man in his forties and fifties, and his face was scratched by years of long-term fatigue.

With a pot of wine in his hand, he sat down opposite Chu Mo unceremoniously.

"How about a drink?" The owner of the firm poured himself a full glass of wine, and then pushed it in front of Chu Mo.

The wine and food that Chu Mo called for has not yet been served.

The man in black was not polite at all, took the wine glass and drank it all, and praised: "Good wine, this is not the wine sold in the inn." ”

His face was unwavering, but his voice was full of truth.

The owner of the trading house smiled and did not answer, "He Lin, running a small trading house. He introduced himself.

"Chu Mo. "The introduction of the Man in Black was short and powerful.

"Yunzhou Chu Mo?" He Lin was a little surprised, although he concealed it well, that trace of fear was still captured by Chu Mo.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding air froze for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Chu Mo nodded, "I didn't expect that someone in Qingzhou would also know about me." ”

"How is it, Boss He, how much do you bid for this wolf demon?" Chu Mo didn't accompany him around the bend, straight to the point, tonight, he has more important things to do.

He Lin said: "Three hundred taels, no more." ”

"Okay, that's it, this wolf demon is yours. ”

At this time, Xiao Er also brought Chu Mo's wine and food.

He Lin took out the three silver tickets that had been prepared a long time ago, put them on the table, and then waved his hand, and immediately a subordinate from the trading house came over and carried the body of the wolf demon away.

"Don't bother Chu Daxia Yaxing, farewell. ”

Chu Mo arched his hand, and then continued to eat his cooked beef.

Before the food and drinks were finished, someone came to the door again.

They were two big men wearing black moire shorts and carrying long knives at their waists.

"Are you Chu Mo?" The two big men stood in front of Chu Mo and looked at him condescendingly, one of them said.

Chu Mo didn't speak, didn't even look up at him, but continued to drink on his own.

Another said: "We Zuo Dharma Protector want to see you, let's go." ”

Chu Mo said lightly: "I already know your intentions, and wait for a while, let me finish the wine and food." ”

The man who spoke after the speech had a sullen face: "You ......"

Chu Mo glanced up at him, and there was a stirring spirit behind the man.

"Okay, I'll wait for you. ”

After Chu Mo followed the two big men and left, He Lin said to his subordinates: "It is worthy of the blood sword Chu Mo, just one look makes the elite thugs of the Baishui Gang unable to speak." ”

The merchant at the table next to him said enviously to He Lin: "Lao He, you are still lucky, you actually took down this wolf demon for three hundred taels, alas, I hesitated for a moment, and let you take advantage of this advantage." ”

With that, he poured another sip of wine into his mouth

Another merchant also said: "No, such a big pure pervert demon, and the fur is so complete, when it arrives in River City, let the cobbler nitrate it, even if it sells for one or two gold, there are people rushing to ask for it." ”

He Lin said a few words of modesty, and said some of his "difficulties", but he secretly despised it in his heart, "If you know the reputation of Blood Sword Chu Mo, don't talk about the asking price, I'm afraid it's hard to say whether you can sit still." ”

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Bai Qiang, the left protector of the White Water Gang, was a middle-aged man of medium stature, carrying a medium-length sword, a medium-sized face, eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and ears, and the only thing on his body was that it was large.

No, not the thing you imagined.

I mean, his hands are very big, we often use pu fans to describe people's big hands, this is certainly an exaggerated technique, but after Chu Mo saw Bai Qiang, he realized that maybe this description also has its reasonable side.

Bai Qiang leaned on the Taishi chair, his big fan-like hands on his knees, squinting at the young man in black in front of him with two swords on his back and a beard.