Of course, things are often so paradoxical. Obviously, Wen Fei gave people frostbite. But when Wen Fei cures people, people tend to forget that Wen Fei is the initiator. And the rest is just to be grateful to Wenfei.

Now, although they have sent down cotton clothes and boots, they have to blow the cold wind again at night, and many people have already changed their colors.

However, Wen Fei has a high prestige, and although he is afraid of the cold wind at night, it is still easy to pick out five hundred people. What's more, he is now a Demon Auxiliary Dao canonized by Song Huizong, and he also has a royal spirit. With these two layers of insurance, Wen Fei estimated that it was almost the same.

This time, Wen Fei will do it again, and it will be much simpler. As the days passed, there were far fewer ghosts roaming around. I don't know if it dissipated naturally, or if it was swallowed up by the noon burial.

Wen Fei directly visualized the Ghost Emperor's Law Phase, and the three ghosts would work together to catch the remaining ghosts everywhere. The quality of these dead ghosts is not bad, at least it will not be worse than the first, second and third.

These Wen Fei don't plan to become ghost generals, can't there be no ghost soldiers under these ghost generals, all of them are bare-pole commanders, right?

I haven't caught a few ghosts just now, and the afternoon burying suddenly smelled the wind. After so many days of delay, the ghost buried at noon was much stronger, but at the same time, his mind was even more confused. But it's because I swallowed too many other ghosts.

This is the best quality ghost Wen Fei has ever seen, Wen Fei plans to bury this afternoon and refine it into a real ghost general. The three of A, one, two, and three, although they are nominally ghost generals, are too poor in quality, and the room for improvement in the future is quite limited.

With an order, the three ghost generals rushed away, starting a good show where the three ghosts buried Dou Wu. It's just that the performance of these three ghost generals really surprised Wen Fei. There is no difference in the hand, and he was beaten by the noon burial.

Although Wen Fei felt a little embarrassed, he had already been mentally prepared, turned into a god, turned into the Ghost Emperor's Dharma, held the Ghost Emperor's jade seal in one hand, pointed at the noon burial and shouted: "Wu Na Wild Ghost, still don't listen to the order!"

With this shout, the body of the Ghost Emperor Faxiang emitted milky white ripples inlaid with a faint gold-edged brilliance. Wu buried a frightened look, but he was already covered by the light. The light on the Ghost Emperor's jade seal flowed, emitting a milky white light, which was printed on Wu Fu's body.

Wu Bury struggled desperately, but he struggled in that Guanghua but like a moth falling into a spider's web, he couldn't struggle anymore. It was included in the Ghost Emperor Jade Seal.

Buried the afternoon together under the eye of the ground in Jinhua Building, and wanted to use the yin qi of the eye of the earth to further cultivate first.

Coincidentally, as soon as these Western soldiers arrived, the sky gradually began to clear. So, Wen Fei took the leaders of the Qiang tribe with 36 families, under the escort of 500 cavalry of the Western Army and 500 cavalry of the Qiang people. All the way to Bianliang, Tokyo, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty.

When the Yellow River is not frozen, taking a boat all the way along the Yellow River to Tokyo City is the fastest and most comfortable way. But helplessly, now that the river is frozen, then you can only take the land route. Whether it is the well-trained Western Army, or these Qiang people who are hard-working and hard-working, they can still endure this kind of hardship.

Wen Fei was miserable, although Tong Guan was filial and sent Wen Fei a carriage, but the ancient carriages did not absorb shocks, and they were all two-wheeled carriages, which were really uncomfortable to sit on, and the bumps were terrible. After only walking for a long time, Wen Fei shouted that he couldn't stand it anymore.

As for driving the cargo...... Don't be stupid, don't say you don't have so much gas. is a fatal road along the way, and this box of goods can already be reimbursed.

However, this gave Wen Fei a lot of inspiration, and he asked the army to return to Tiandu Fort, but he ran back to modern time and space, and went to buy a carriage by himself. Many people may think that horse-drawn carriages are difficult to buy in modern times, but in fact, they are everywhere, but most of the production is the kind of bells and whistles wedding European-style carriages.

Although the city is not large, it is surprising that there are also manufacturers that specialize in the production of horse-drawn carriages. However, the manufacturer is not near the city, but in a township. This manufacturer was originally engaged in the steel structure business, and most of them were used to make color steel houses. It was only later that the competition became fierce, and it was changed to the production of horse-drawn carriages.

Wen Fei came to this town in person this time, and it looked tattered, especially the potholes on the road. Before I got closer, I saw a very large scrap metal collection station, and all kinds of scrap iron were piled up.

When I got closer, there was actually a small industrial area with more than a dozen similar manufacturers. Some produce valves, heads, and welded boilers, and the air smells of engine oil. There are even a few shops along the street, which are directly engaged in lathe processing. Wen Fei said in his heart, I don't know if it will work to find these people to help him make a few guns? The process of the gun is actually not complicated, that is, the rifling inside is quite complicated, the accuracy is very high, and a boring machine is required.

My heart moved, this place, although the sparrows are small, all kinds of machine qì processing are everything, if you need anything in the future, you can buy it directly. And it's a remote place in the countryside, so there won't be so many troublesome cameras.

Seeing the big customer come to the door in person, the boss greeted him very warmly. Wen Fei was too lazy to talk nonsense: "How is the carriage doing?"

The boss patted his chest and said, "No problem, it will definitely be delivered before the time agreed in the contract!"

That is, it will take three more days, and Wen Fei can't wait. But there is no way, this time I came back to purchase, this is the highlight. Follow the boss to visit this factory, and the scale is not very large. Located in the suburbs, all steel structure workshops.

"Why are you still producing this thing here?" Wen Fei was a little surprised to see several workers sharpening a sword with a grinding wheel.

"Business is not easy to do, if you have to do it, you can do it!" The boss smiled: "Now you don't look at this little thing, but it is quite valuable." Last time, I ordered a Tang knife for someone and received 130,000 yuan. ”

Wen Fei was even more surprised, his carriage made of titanium alloy only cost 200,000 yuan. What kind of sword, it actually costs hundreds of thousands?

Seeing that Wen Fei was interested, the boss took a sword with a very good look, handed it to Wen Fei and said, "Look at this one!"

Wen Fei took it out and took a look, but it happened to be reflected by the light in the workshop, and he couldn't even open his eyes for a while. It wasn't until he slanted the blade of the sword slightly that he saw the light flowing on the smooth sword body with the movement of his wrist, just like a stream of autumn water.

"Damn, divine weapons!" Wen Fei remembered the description of divine weapons in martial arts novels.

The second ghost road chapter is finally over.,To be honest, I look pretty awkward.,There's a lot of deletion in the middle.,It looks a little incoherent.,Weird......

From this point on, the protagonist is about to officially embark on the journey of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he should do something that a decent man and a gentleman can't do. I can only apologize to the comrades who have swiped the renewal tickets...... Today, the book is nearly 300,000 words. But the collection is not yet in the ideal state, and I just want to put it on the shelves as late as possible......

Finally, are you comrades in children's shoes, just watch those ** sunspots brush up on the impression that there is no lower limit of IQ?