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- At this time, the evil reputation of Lin Fengjin and his gang had completely spread throughout Xirong.
Whether it was the Xirong court, the Legalists, or even the Queen Mother of the West who kept a low profile, they all treated them as if they were nothing. To these three major forces, they treated Lin Fengjin and his gang as if they were gods of plague. , as long as they don't do anything excessive, or even do something excessive but it doesn't involve their vital interests, then they can turn a blind eye.
Among the three parties, the loss of Xirong's court was only a few hundred soldiers. It doesn't matter if it was ten times more serious.
Legalists have suffered more losses, but who is at the helm of Legalists? Han Zi, the reincarnation of Demon Lord Jialuo can be said to be extremely cold-hearted and vicious. For him, as long as he does not suffer losses, he will not be heartbroken no matter how many minions die, and he will make wiser choices.
The worst losses were caused by the Queen Mother of the West, the King of Water, the King of Fire, and even Yuan Hao, the most important chess piece in the political situation of Xirong, all died at the hands of Lin Fengjin. Not only that, the Queen Mother of the West was severely injured and went into seclusion. Lin Fengjin has a very direct connection!
Therefore, after the fall of the Water King, the Queen Mother of the West immediately felt something. This time they paid enough attention to Lin Fengjin. After spending money on sacrifices and divination, they found that the statue of the Queen Mother of the West was flowing. Such a bad omen as blood and tears! ! Under such circumstances, the group of people immediately fell silent, scared out of their wits, and no longer dared to take any action.
But this is also normal. If an old monster like the Queen Mother of the West has no ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, how can she survive to this day?
At this time, Lin Fengjin himself was the reincarnation of Ksitigarbha, and he also carried a sacred weapon like Nephalem that inherited the fate of the Buddha. He was also surrounded by terrifying strongmen like Zhu Jiuyin. Therefore, if it was a divination prediction or the like, If there is no law, then it can almost be said that the divination will definitely give a very clear result, that is, never mess with them, whoever touches them will die!
Therefore, even if Lin Fengjin and the others cause a volcano to erupt, heaven and earth will be angry. What followed was still a swaggering march, and no one came to disturb their journey, because the forces on the Xirong side buried their heads in the sand and acted like ostriches, hoping that the two sides would not interfere with the river. It's the only thing they can do.
Two or three days later, Lin Fengjin and the others arrived at a village in the northeast of Xirong. This place was called Mogan Village. It was already at the junction of grassland and desert, and the plants that could grow there were relatively few. Throughout the year, probably during the two to three months between spring and summer, the surrounding vegetation can support livestock grazing.
The reason why the village can still exist in such barren mountains and rivers is because there is a fairly large salt pond in the desert eighty miles away from the village, and it produces the highest quality green salt.
As we all know, when transportation was underdeveloped, salt was always included in strategic material reserves like grain, and could even be used directly as currency. Otherwise, it's because this thing has the nature of a "necessary consumable".
Therefore, although the environment of this village is very harsh, it is still quite prosperous by guarding such a veritable "treasure bowl", and no one is willing to give up.
??????????????????????????????????????? The extremely dangerous place that the great witch mentioned is located in the northwest of the salt pond.
The eighty-mile distance from Yanchi to Moganzhai is just a straight line. In fact, when walking, the actual distance is at least two hundred miles. Why do you say that?
It is because although the salt pond is located in the desert, it seems that you can walk in a straight line. However, there is a lot of quicksand in this desert, and a lot of the quicksand is moving, so the only outcome of walking in a straight line is to fall into the quicksand and be drowned.
The activities of quicksand are also differentiated by seasons, and the terrain here is strange. The quicksand activity reaches its peak every year for ten months or even the entire year! Once the quicksand reaches its peak, at that time, the only way to get salt from the salt pond is through this dangerous place called "Dami'ao", which can only be visited by at least a hundred young adults at noon. Must pass with sunshine! Otherwise, there will be no burial place. Even so, there are often unlucky people who are blinded by ghosts and stay in them forever.
However, if you choose to pass through "Dami Au", then there are two major benefits. First, you don't have to worry about quicksand all year round. Second, if you pass through Dami Au, it is a shortcut, at least. The distance traveled can be shortened to less than half, and only one hundred and ten miles is required.
There is no cost to transport salt from this salt pond. Large pieces of green salt can be carved into salt bricks with a few clicks of a chisel. You can do whatever you want.A load of salt (the maximum consignment capacity of a horse or mule) is transported out of it. If you want to save trouble, you can sell it in Moganzhai for thirty taels of silver. It takes some effort to get it to two hundred. In Pingzhou, the distribution center for inside and outside, the minimum amount is forty taels or more, and even fifty taels is enough during the salt shortage.
"If we can get some salt out of it, people from small households will not be short of chewing bread for at least three years, and they can eat delicious and spicy food every day."
If you want to do business, this money can be used as capital, and you can also rent a storefront and start a decent boss.
It is precisely because of this that wine makes people's faces red and money moves people's hearts. Anyone who dares to come to this remote place to work hard is either a desperado with his head on his crotch, or he is so poor that he is miserable. Haha, these people There is nothing to lose except one life, so there should not be too many people who take desperate risks.
After Lin Fengjin and others arrived at Mogan Village, what impressed them most was not that it was so shabby, but that there was a mysterious atmosphere here from beginning to end. Everyone walking on the street wore brown or red colors. He covered his face with a towel, and used black charcoal and other things to draw some weird earthworm-like patterns on his face. Even when he spoke, he covered his face with the lid, making a loud sound.
And those strange patterns that look like earthworms can be seen everywhere. There is a round mirror hanging on the door of every house, and there is also a picture of a sinister figure, which should be similar to a door god. There are also small papers hanging on the windows. Weird stuff about people.
Then Lin Fengjin and the others walked into an inn with a green flag. The light inside was dim, and they were greeted by a hot and stuffy smell that could almost stun people on the spot. There is a very conspicuous shrine directly opposite the door of the inn. The shrine is not dedicated to the God of Wealth like other places, but to a three-headed fierce god with a green face and fangs, and the top is dusty. There are also a lot of brown traces, which should be dried chicken blood.
Why does Lin Fengjin know so clearly? Because there were at least seven or eight shriveled chicken heads tied with hemp ropes hanging at the feet of the fierce god. They were slightly swayed by the wind and made a "shell" sound on the wooden board next to them.
The Great Witch was obviously very familiar with this place, so he told Lin Fengjin immediately. The earthworm-like patterns that can be seen everywhere are the ghost-expelling talismans in witchcraft. Of course, in the eyes of this old man, this thing is completely nonsense. The door gods posted on the door, as well as the enshrined statues, It should be the rumored ferocious god Zhu Mo, whose prototype should be the "Great Dark Sky" deduced from Buddhist Tantric Buddhism. Its function is similar to the "Zhong Kui" worshiped by the Han people.
By this time, the inn was already packed with people. As soon as Lin Fengjin and the others came in, they saw a wild boar with ferocious, probing, and greedy eyes. They looked over and saw that there were only three of them. The wild boar was still in an untransformed and skinny appearance, and Lin Fengjin was still in his twenties. Some of the eyes of young scholars next year even emit a faint greedy green light, just like the eyes of a wolf seeing blood.
If he were an ordinary businessman, he might have been frightened by this battle and become a little unable to sit still. However, the wild boar and the big witch were obviously no longer familiar with such a battle. The wild boar looked around carelessly, pointed directly at the table with the best position, walked over, and then slapped the target in front of him. The fierce man sitting there patted him on the shoulder.
The fierce man was wearing an animal skin coat. The muscles on his body were smooth and shiny, as if they were made of steel, and he was very tall and strong. As the saying goes, he was a character who could run a horse with his fists, and he was like this when he saw a wild boar. He immediately snorted and stood up.
As soon as this fierce man stood up, even the beams of the hotel suddenly seemed half shorter. This was before he stood up completely. Most of the people sitting in the inn were not good people and were eager to have fun. Look, I immediately felt that a blood-splattered scene was likely to take place in the next second.
However, the development of things surprised them.
After the wild boar, who looked like a thin and lonely man, slapped him firmly, the man called Barbarian Bull suddenly felt as if his shoulder had hit a boulder or a mountain. He couldn't even straighten his waist. In an instant, his forehead was The cold sweat rolled down directly.
¡°Immediately afterwards, I saw the bones and joints on the bull¡¯s body crackling. It was obvious that he was resisting with all his strength, but it was still to no avail. After the slap was placed on his shoulder, he was pushed down slowly, bit by bit, without any room for resistance.
However, after Man Niu was pressed back on the stool, the matter was not over yet. The wild boar's hand was still pressing down hard. Man Niu let out a roar of pain from his mouth, and the stool under his butt also "snapped" La¡±?There was a crisp sound, a cracking sound that was simply overwhelming, and it was completely broken. Manniu collapsed directly to the ground, as if he had collapsed.
At this time, the wild boar slowly pulled his hand back, looked around, and said nonchalantly:
"Waiter, where's the waiter? The stools you have here are so damn broken. They break if you just sit on them. Is this a door-to-door business?"
When Lin Fengjin and the others came in, the waiter had a sly expression on his face, but for such a character who looked like a knives, his eyes were also the smartest, and his face changed very quickly. Of course he knew that the broken stool could not be the so-called "broken", because the stool was made of the local specialty beech tree. The surface of the tree has a layer of pine oil-like texture, which can be said to be as if it were a piece of wood. Thick coat of varnish.
The furniture made with this thing is strong, moth-proof, and moisture-proof, and can be used for decades at least. However, it is not fire-proof, so how can it be broken by someone? ?
But upon hearing the wild boar¡¯s piercing cry, the waiter immediately ran over in a fit of piss, changed his face like he was flipping through a book, and immediately said with a smile:
"Yes, yes, what I said is absolutely right, I will change it now."
At this time, the wild boar kicked the bull that had fallen to the ground with a pale face, and then looked sideways at the rest of the table. These people all looked very angry, and they took out weapons and other things to seek justice, but their trembling hands succeeded in revealing their actual mood.
At this time, the big witch suddenly snorted coldly, then turned his head to look at the table next to him. Wherever his eyes could see, a man with a hooded face and a black cloak suddenly let out a shrill scream. , grabbed his neck with both hands, kicked around with his feet, and slowly floated up, as if someone was grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up.
The big witch's fierce eyes were like nails on his body. The man's voice suddenly became hoarse, and then a lot of white foam and blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Then the big witch said calmly:
¡°You¡¯ve practiced the Ghost Tooth Nail to 70% strength, so you dare to take it out and embarrass yourself?¡±
As the big witch spoke, he saw a group of green flames suddenly burn out from the wild boar's vest, and something like an iron wire could be seen struggling in the flames, which should be what the big witch said. The ghost teeth are nailed.
As soon as the three words "Ghost Tooth Nail" came out, the people around the wild boar immediately seemed to have heard something like a plague, and they were so frightened that they dispersed. The few people who were still bluffing against the wild boar dispersed. , immediately turned around and ran away without saying a word. Some people even threw a dog to eat its shit in the middle. Two of its front teeth fell off without even realizing it, but they still ran away like a lost dog. In an instant, no one could be seen within a foot of the wild boar's body. The clearing effect of this thing is really first-rate.
The wild boar reached over, grabbed the ghost-toothed nail, held it in his hand and glanced at it, without saying anything, he threw it directly into his mouth, chewing it until it crunched as if chewing jelly beans. Then he swallowed it and smacked his mouth a few times. It seemed that he was still unsatisfied and it was delicious.
At this time, the people around looked at the wild boar with the same fear and awe as if they had seen a ghost inside during the day!
Then the wild boar didn't bother to clean up the messy table, and tilted the table over to shake it. The leftovers, plates, and other things on it fell all over the floor. The wild boar conveniently dumped the food on the bull that fell on the ground. He pulled off his waistcoat, wiped the table and the stool next to it clean, and then said respectfully to Lin Fengjin:
"Master, please."
When Lin Fengjin sat down, the wild boar casually threw five taels of silver out, rolled them on the table, and shouted impatiently:
"Waiter, come here and clean up, serve wine and food, and also free up two rooms for the bedroom!"
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Today, after a lot of hard work, I finally found a frontal photo of the stewardess next door. I have posted it on the WeChat official account. Anyone who is interested can take a look. (~^~) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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