Chapter 61: The Pulp of the Emperor
Early the next morning, Yu was ready to lead the wind valley and his party to Gufeng Mountain. According to the plan of previous years, in a few days, some food reserves will be sent to the Huaxu clan witches stationed on Gufeng Mountain.
Ten savages led ten healthy horses to drag food such as kudzu, salted fish and meat, and led a group of people and horses out of a few miles.
These horses were still a group that I don't know from which pimple seven years ago. After being the king of horses for a few days, he left this group of wild horses on the plain at the foot of Yin Mountain and left them to their own devices. Later, the eagle imitated the wolf ride of the Kur tribe and tamed the wild horses as mounts. However, in most cases these wild horses are still used as pack horses.
"Alright, don't hide from me, come out. ”
shouted behind him, and there was a look of helplessness on his face.
A small figure came out of the grass not far away, it was Zhang Xin. Zhang Xin didn't have an embarrassed look on his face when he was called out so quickly, but asked curiously how he was discovered.
A group of people laughed and said nothing, no matter what, Zhang Xin was still a child. Although he has outstanding performance in all aspects by relying on the talent bestowed by the divine, he is still a little short of the means that requires experience, such as tracking hidden traces.
"What are you doing with you? You haven't run enough in the past few days!"
He glared at Zhang Xin, who didn't care.
"They're going to Kongsang Mountain, just take me with them, I haven't been back since I was three years old. ”
Zhang Xin replied with a grin.
knew that even if he drove Zhang Xin back now, there was no way to stop him from secretly following him. Except for Eagle and Biao, there is no one in Dow who can control this little guy now.
"I'm too lazy to care about you, just don't mess with me along the way. ”
Waving his hand, he said in a warning.
"Good boy, I didn't expect you to come up on your own. We rely on you for food along the way, but I heard from you yesterday that your craftsmanship is one of the best in Dow. ”
Fang Xing laughed and gave Zhang Xin a thumbs up.
"Is it good? I won't do it if it's good. Not everyone can eat the food I make. ”
Bypassing Fang Xing's big hand, Zhang Xin said proudly.
"Don't think that just because you have Dow and good things, we have a lot of treasures in Middle-earth. Come, I'll show you. ”
Fang Xing said loudly, took out a white-skinned gourd from his waist, shook it, and handed it to Zhang Xin.
"Don't dry me in one go, I walked thousands of miles to drink half a gourd. I'm going to save the rest of the half until I go back. ”
Unceremoniously took the gourd, Zhang Xin looked at it curiously, he had not seen anything similar in the east.
"I haven't seen this gourd, this is a good thing in the pan scoop department, even in Middle-earth, there are few people who have seen it. ”
Helping Zhang Xin pull out the gourd stopper, Fang Xing grinned and said.
"I really haven't seen it, it's better to hold water than pottery. But isn't that just some cool water?
After looking at it, Zhang Xin nodded. After taking a sip, Zhang Xin looked at Fang Xing dissatisfied.
Watching Zhang Xin pour a mouthful, Fang Xing was so distressed that his face was tangled together.
"You kid doesn't know the goods, experience it carefully!"
A handful of the white gourd was recaptured, and Fang Xing carefully stuffed the gourd back into the stopper. Then he looked at Zhang Xin with an expression that he didn't know with you.
"Is it water in the first place?"
Zhang Xin muttered. But after only half a sound, I found that my body was as cool and comfortable as soaking in the river water in summer.
"It's quite comfortable, but it's a little weird. ”
Nodding with satisfaction, Zhang Xin retracted what he had just said.
"This sip of the emperor's syrup that is not tired for three days only leaves a 'quite comfortable' evaluation in your mouth, and it really deserves to be the descendant of the Four Heavens Department. ”
Feng Sheng, who saw this scene on the side, pointed at Zhang Xin with a smile and said.
"Emperor Pulp?"
Zhang Xin pursed his lips, but he didn't taste anything in the end.
"That's a good name. ”
After making a good comment, Zhang Xin trotted into the horse team behind. Although I still don't know what treasures I drink, but looking at their appearance, the water called Ditai Pulp is really amazing. Zhang Xin, who felt that he had said the wrong thing, automatically hid behind.
"Can you not get tired of water for three days?"
Zhang Xin didn't understand, but he didn't ignore the meaning. Generally, a strong person at the level of witch worship can hold on to it if he usually sleeps for three days, but in battle, he can only hold on for half an hour at most. The one with the divine blessing is slightly better, but it won't last more than an hour. If the three days in this are the three days in the battle, then it can really be called a divine object.
"Of course it's battle time!, our Middle-earth clan relies on this to withstand the invasion of the mountain lord again and again, but now the Gaoqian Mountain garrison where the Emperor Pulp is located has been dissipated under the invasion of the Mountain Lord, and no one has collected the Emperor Pulp for a while. ”
Fang Xing patted the gourd and smiled helplessly.
There were wild horses carrying food, and the speed of the group was not fast. The 500-mile journey between Yinshan and Fuli Mountain took more than ten days.
When everyone arrived at the foot of Fuli Mountain, it happened that Yu Yu and Ji Ji were fighting in the mountains.
People with Dow are basically used to it, but they just avoid it from a distance to prevent accidental injury. And Wind Valley, Fang Xing and his party reacted a little excitedly, and directly took out their weapons one by one, guarding carefully.
Their weapons in the Valley of the Wind are all jade. Just like Fang Xing, what he has in his hand is a short jade axe. These days, he has not been less greedy for this seemingly domineering weapon, and he is ready to have time to sharpen a stone axe with fossilization.
Looking at the Tao people with relaxed expressions on the side, the seven of them in Wind Valley gradually let down their guard. But for the two mountain masters fighting in front of them, this group of people can watch it as a good show with peace of mind. Could it be that the mountain owners of Dongtu are all vegetarians?
As if he saw the doubts of several people, he casually explained to them.
"The horse's body there is called 峳峳, who was originally the mountain master of our Yin Mountain, and is now a subordinate of our Taiyi God. For the sake of Tai Yishen fighting with the mountain lord here, the two sides have been fighting for four or five years, and there is no result, and it is estimated that they can fight for more than ten years. ”
"A subordinate of the Taiyi God?"
Middle-earth does not worship gods like the Eastern Clans, they rely more on their own strength to repel waves of mountain lords who peep at their private residences. But for the gods of the Eastern Clan, the Taihao Clan, which is a branch of the Huaxu Clan, still has enough understanding. When will the gods be able to drive such a powerful being as powerful as the Mountain Lord?
"What about the one with nine heads? The mountain lord has a lot of blood on his body, and he doesn't look good-tempered. ”
Fang Xing asked a little uneasily.