"It's to keep them level. ”

"It's really about the person, and I will arrive immediately. ”

Jiang Han and Jiang Lie suddenly understood in their hearts, and looked at the people and horses in front of them carrying a bunch of large and small goods.

"Dad, Uncle is embarrassed to be late. Jiang Baoping walked towards the convoy with a strong body and said with a smile.

At this time, the southern region is approaching the transition period of spring and summer, and the streets of dawn have become a little hot and dry as the frost and dew tick the grass and trees.

The sky also changed its brightness early, and in Pingfeng Town, which is surrounded by green mountains, a group of people and horses embarked on today's journey while eating breakfast on the funeral night.

After yesterday's rush, Pingfeng Town is already very close to Hualing Village, and after crossing the Yanhe River and Yehuai Village in front of the path, it is expected that it will be almost possible to arrive at dusk tonight.

Walking all the way, as time passed, the dawn has also changed to the morning when the sun is shining, and the sky is piercing the earth with the sun, and the white clouds are like pure white and soft cotton wool fluttering in the wind.

Along the way, the birds and flowers, the fresh air and eye-catching scenery of nature all made the elders in the sea of spirits on the night of the funeral from time to time amazed.

"This is Qingyu Mountain, and after passing through this peak, at the foot of the mountain is Yanhe Village. After breakfast, Song Wei picked up the map and looked at the markers on the map among the guests on the funeral night.

And this Qingyu Mountain is a place where camphor trees and bamboo forests are intertwined, and it does not belong to the dense forest infested by soul beasts due to the lack of shrubs and caves.

All the way into the mountain range, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, the road of Qingyu Mountain can be described as straight as a sword, compared to the previous complex mountain curved like a snake, the former is undoubtedly a very comfortable road.

In the road that seemed to point to the sky, although there was a small but not negligible sand, it did not give the funeral night a slow pace. There are undoubtedly weeds that have been trampled in advance, and it seems that this road is a common place for business travelers.

“...”

And Funeral Night found that there was obviously a caravan from Pingfeng Town in the rear, and because Funeral Night and the others moved earlier, it seemed that there was no convoy of people on the same road ahead.

On the way, under the flowers and trees on both sides of the road, with a breeze blowing, the flowers and plants suddenly fluctuated, and the fresh natural air made the funeral night timid.

The pace of the convoy continued steadily, and when it came to the mountainside of Qingyu Mountain, it was soon found that there were many villagers dressed in plain robes and agricultural clothes, and they were cultivating farmland on the mountainside, and the farmland looked carefully, like rows of terraced fields, and the seedlings in the fields were emerald green, looking very healthy and attractive.

After a moment of thought, the funeral night quickly came to the conclusion that the farmers who worked on the farmland were most likely the villagers of Yanhe Village.

These villagers simply glanced at the bottom of the funeral night, that is, the lowest out-of-body realm agricultural businessmen, they were busy in the fields of agricultural reclamation, some were raising seedlings, healthy growth in order to arrange the lost seedlings, and some were cleaning the ditches and waterways in the farmland to divert water for the seedlings.

"Tap, tap...", the sound of the horse's hooves also caught the attention of the merchants, who smiled harmoniously in the direction of the funeral night.

And in the spring breeze, all the gentle voices quietly transmitted, the children who were catching dragonflies and frogs in the farmland saw this, stopped their movements, and looked at the funeral night group with shining eyes, "It's a convoy, and there is a convoy again..."

"It's true, it's been a long time since we've seen a convoy pass by us, and it's been a few days. ”

"I heard my dad say that there were very few convoys coming and going because of the lockdown a month ago, and it seems that there have been more convoys recently. ”

The boys and girls put down the things in their hands and discussed in childish voices. When they saw the convoy on the night of the funeral, they looked at the convoy as if they saw a colorful butterfly in the field.

The mountains in the southern region have no less than 10,000 peaks, Qingyu Mountain is just the most insignificant one, and the top of each mountain, the mountainside, and the bottom of the mountain are more or less there are mountain villages that have been camped here for generations.

Obviously, in Pingfeng Town, such large-scale development trails stand on the mountainside, such as Yanhe Village and Yehuai Village, which inhabit the bottom of the mountain. The business travelers added the most powerful and respected people as village heads, and they all based on blood and kinship as the bond of individual development.

The interval between the mountains is unique and bright, and the splendor of each mountain is also unique, which is also a unique mountain forest scene in the southern region.

In the place where camphor trees and bamboo forests are intertwined on both sides of the road, the funeral night finally sighed, "Ahead is Yanhe Village." ”

At this time, in front of the funeral night convoy, there was a river and lake with a rushing stream.

The sound of water in the river is rushing, and this river is named "Salt River", and the river is the most source of the river flowing from Qingyu Mountain. It is also called the mother river by the villagers of Yanhe Village.

In the morning, there were already many villagers watching the caravan on the way, and for the newcomers, aside from their own soul identity, the ordinary people wanted to cross the river or they greeted them.

Seeing dozens of people in front of him, sandwiched between the two banks of the Salt River Bridge, they were singing pleasant mountain songs, passing the time while attracting the attention of the surrounding business travelers.

Looking at the funeral night, I saw that there was already a convoy in front of my line, and many people were already whispering something to the villagers at the bridgehead, and then took out the soul coin from the ring and handed it to the villagers, who politely cheered and let it go.

Faced with this sign, the funeral night frowned slightly, he had also been in contact with Yanhe Village, naturally he had never heard of such a thing as collecting tolls, as for the Yehuai Village where the funeral night was located at that time, he had never heard of seeing the villagers have such bad deeds.

Seeing this, Jiang Baoping and others naturally walked in the direction of Qiaotou, "In previous years, it was the peak season for business travelers to travel in April, but I didn't expect to be a month late this year, but I finally looked forward to it." ”

"These guys are very rich, and you can see the bulging goods and a few sacks of burlap on the wagon, and I think it must be a big family passing through here. ”

In the distance, a lot of noise was faintly heard on the night of the funeral, which connected the throats of Pingfeng Town and Hualing Village, and the side of the fork in the road was the mountain range that led to the edge of the soul beast land on the side of Yehuai Village.

In the good geographical environment, there are naturally some villagers who rely on the mountains and the water, and there is this uninvited and sufficient source of tourists every day, and the villagers of Yanhe Village think that they see business opportunities and start a small abacus to collect road fees.

However, there is still a phenomenon of economic decline and difficult business routes. Since ancient times, Yanhe Village has not changed the label of poverty, and the mountain village surrounded by mountains is naturally just a barrier for business travelers to pass by.

Approaching the bridge, I saw a big man with a round belly and a round and numb face, his eyes were smiling like a slit, and he kept weighing and throwing two soul coins back and forth in his hand, as if playing.

This person's surname is Zhang Mingzhu, he is about forty years old, and he has the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and this person is also one of the organizers of the Qiaotou Fee.

When Zhang Zhu squinted at Jiang Han, Jiang Lie and the others riding on a tall horse, he saw him chuckle for a while, "Yo, isn't this Jiang Laohan, why do you have to come back to cross the road?"

"Brother Zhu, this is the cost of the journey, please smile. Saying that, Jiang Baoping took out a bag with nearly fifty soul coins from the ring and handed it to Zhang Zhu.

"Well, yes, Baoping, your Jiang family is getting better and better at doing things now. Hahaha..."After counting the money, Zhang Zhu's sesame face showed a satisfied smile.

And just as he was about to change his conversation and want to knock on the Jiang family again, he found that behind the team's gaze, there was a young man who seemed to exude evil aura staring at him.

The hearty laughter with greed gradually stiffened, Zhang Zhu looked over, and saw that the other party was a young man with black hair coiled and a knife slashing his face, as the early stage of the spirit realm, he vaguely wanted to use the probing nerves, as if he felt a whole stinging pain in the soul in his body as soon as he used it.

Zhang Zhu, who has lived for thirty or forty years, naturally instantly understands that the guy in front of him is not only the young man who is buried in front of him, but Song Wei and the others must also be the bodyguards of the Jiang family.

After giving out a hint of embarrassment, Zhang Zhu hurriedly beckoned Jiang Han and the others to cheer and let them go, and made a look at his subordinates to signal that they should not have any hands or feet. Soon, they crossed the bridge unimpeded, and the funeral night waited for everyone to enter the interior of Yanhe Village.

After passing through the straight road as a gun in the village, the team came to the entrance of Yanhe Village, only to see that in front of them was a dense forest that had been touched by the funeral night and Tao Chao.

As a beast trainer, he had already felt that there was a large number of soul beast smells in front of him at a distance of one kilometer, and Tao Chao knew that there would definitely be some dangers ahead.

And the same shocking funeral night was that the dense forest mountain range was another shallow part of the place where he had hunted, but he didn't know much about it.

"Teacher, have you sensed anything?" Funeral Night felt that Zun Lao Du seemed to have some emotional fluctuations, thinking that there might be some special circumstances ahead.

"There seems to be some kind of spiritual artifact hidden in that dense forest...", the Venerable Elder said slowly.

"What is that!?" The expression of the funeral night was slightly stunned, and he was immediately puzzled.

"A treasure like your black knife ghost. The elder said in a simple metaphor.

"What!?" After hearing this, Fu Ye instantly said excitedly, thinking of the excitement of the black knife ghost Zhuo after a night of sleep, he couldn't calm down in his heart now, and there was another spiritual weapon, isn't it rich, "Where is the teacher? ”

However, the Venerable Elder of the Spirit Sea said solemnly, "Things are not so simple, the aura of a fifth-order soul beast is felt around that spiritual weapon. ”