The sound of wheels turning sounded on the official road, and the heavy cargo made the oxen pulling the cart gasp a little.

From Nanken to Momiji, there is a journey of more than a month, and although there are many official roads, there is no shortage of bandits blocking the road.

When she saw the familiar boundary sign in front of her, the plump young woman breathed a sigh of relief.

She gently lowered the curtain she lifted, showed a relaxed smile, brushed her hip-wrapping black dress with both hands, and sat down slowly.

The skirt was taut and shrunk upwards, revealing the round legs like snow.

"Cut!" In the bullock carriage, the purple-clothed girl sitting opposite was pouting angrily, anyway, no matter what her sister did, she would be comfortable in reverse.

If the young woman was happy, she sneered. If the young woman is uncomfortable, she giggles.

Along the way, the little sisters quarreled a lot.

But the busty young woman ignored her sister this time, because she was really happy in her heart.

Using the silk and silk of the south of the Yangtze River to exchange for the jade of the West is really a profitable business, not only can it be earned, but it is also a huge profit!

With this pen, even if I can't get the first place among the competitors, there is no problem with the top three.

When I go back after this transaction, I will guard my father and wait for him to die.

As soon as my father died, the Sugar Chamber of Commerce would be completely reorganized.

When "seizing the heir", it is taboo for children to be outside.

Therefore, she must hurry up and return to Nanjian before the snow falls in the moon, otherwise the road will freeze and the Qingquan Pass will be closed, and she will want to cry without tears at that time.

Wealth and danger are sought, and she is the only one in the entire chamber of commerce who has such great courage to come to Red Leaf City, a city rich in jade, near Xichuan.

Fortunately, it's half the battle.

"Gong Ying, don't be too complacent!" the purple-clothed girl rolled her eyes.

The young woman was not angry, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, my dear sister Zhuan, we have arrived at the place of the transaction, why can't I be proud?"

As she spoke, she winked mischievously at the purple-clothed girl.

This action immediately provoked the girl, and she stood up suddenly, but with an "ouch" sound, she covered her head and sat down.

It turned out that he jumped up and hit the roof of the carriage, and the wooden plank, which smelled slightly damp, suddenly shook and fell, and scattered dust fell.

The girl's fair cheeks suddenly turned a little gray, but she still had a free hand, pointed at the young woman's nose and scolded: "I wish my brother won't like you! Your own husband is dead, why did you come out to provoke flowers and grass again, are you ashamed!"

"I'm telling you, even if you get to Red Leaf City, you won't be able to make a deal. ”

The girl in purple blushed, and she almost roared out the last few words.

There was silence in the bullock carriage.

The two sisters each looked out the window, ignoring each other.

The ox cart had been moving forward for about ten minutes, and the rough swordsman who led the group stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter, Wang Daxia?" asked Gong Ying softly, poking her head out.

But she didn't need an answer anymore.

Her own eyes have seen everything.

"It's... What is this?" she had an incredible look in her eyes, it was noon, autumn was crisp, and the sun was falling straight down, illuminating every corner.

But no matter how strong the sun is, it can't shine into the city in front of you, the Red Leaf City.

The mist of mist with an ominous aura, like a thick fur of a treacherous beast, blocked out everything related to light.

It was as if only evil, cold, and strange creatures could enter.

"Yikes!!"

The purple-clothed girl sitting on the other side of the carriage screamed, she clenched her little fists, and looked at the city shrouded in ghost fog with some horror in her eyes.

A city that feels like a ghost.

The rough swordsman leading the team at the front of the caravan frowned, Huo Ran jumped off his horse, walked to an ox cart carriage, and said, "Miss Gong Ying, Red Leaf City can't enter anymore. ”

The plump young woman's eyes were calm, but the trembling of the corners of her eyes betrayed her.

She said lightly: "Let's find a vacant lot, stay here, and wait for one night." ”

The rough swordsman didn't refute, frowned and said, "Okay, then wait for one night." After only two steps, he turned back and said, "But it's only for one night, this place is unknown!

Gong Ying stared at him and said, "Why did Wang Daxia say this? We have been walking for more than a month, through thick and thin, and now we have finally arrived at our destination, so what's the harm if we stay for two more days?"

"Aren't you scared?" she smiled.

"Afraid?" the rough swordsman sneered, "I'm a member of the Yaowu Dart Bureau, and I was originally a disciple of the Shaolin layman, so why have I ever been afraid of anything?"

"If Miss Gong doesn't choose what to say, she will stay here alone. ”

"We'll just wait for one night, and when the morning light appears tomorrow, if the fog in this Red Leaf City still hasn't cleared, we'll turn around and leave!"

The rough swordsman snorted.

"I have never paid less than the silver taels of my dart, why should Wang Daxia do this?" Gong Ying frowned.

"Hahaha!" The rough swordsman seemed to hear some joke, "If it weren't for the bad business recently, who would take over your business, okay, don't say more, it's really unlucky!"

He turned and walked away.

Gong Ying bit Sakura's lip tightly, slammed down the curtain, and stomped her foot as if venting.

At this time, the purple-clothed girl in front of her also stared at her.

"These people are so hateful!" said the plump young woman.

But Gong Lian didn't follow her, but his body trembled a little and said, "Just stay for one night, here... Something is very wrong here!"

"Even you..." Gong Ying wanted to speak and stopped, but finally sighed deeply.

Little sister, you don't know that the mall is also a Shura field, the loser... How much better than death?

"That's... Let's just wait one night. She tilted her head and looked at the ghostly ghost city, and a sense of powerlessness ran through her heart.

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Compared to the anxiety of the caravans outside the city, the fear of the inhabitants of the city.

Xia Ren was worried about the corpses in the village at this time, although the sun did not enter, but living in the same manor with a pile of corpses, there was always a pimple in his heart.

He sat on the steps, a little irritably tapping on the bluestone handrail in front of him, which is a cylindrical stone bar used for both decoration and isolation, and every half a meter there is an elegant cyan carved stone pier into the ground, and the isolation handrail is surrounded by some exotic flowers and plants.

And behind him is the Qingyu Pavilion where the Xia family stores the exercises.

After a cursory flavour, he roughly read about dozens of exercises, but the only thing that could enter his eyes was the Xia family's iconic internal strength method "Xu Rulin".

It is said that this is an extremely stable internal strength and mental method, advocating the concepts of endless life and the mind like stopping water, and it is impossible for a cultivator to go mad, and even rarely encounter a heart demon that cannot be crossed.

As for the internal strength method, Xia Ren's only selection criterion is "quiet", as long as he can make his internal strength controllable, it is a good exercise.

Lunch was made by small words, and he seemed to be just a little tired, and when he woke up, he was well recovered.

As for what happened on Poetic Heart Island last night, and why he fell naked by the lake, Xiao Ci can't remember at all.

Tang Jing was still unconscious, and although the frequency of eyelid beats had become lower, she still seemed to be immersed in some nightmare.

He obeyed Xia Ren's orders, began to dig the grave, and then dragged the dead people to the cemetery one by one.

In just one morning's work, she only made two tombs.

In this way, nearly 1,000 people died in the Xia family, and they don't know what year and month they will be buried.

"It's a real headache. Xia Ren frowned, "We need to find a way to solve this problem." ”