People set up campfires and roasted meat, and the Jana tribe became popular again on their territory.
At this time, Dong Rui walked out of the Devil's Nest, with his hair in disarray, following the sound, and sat down by the fire and rubbed his hands.
He put on the straw mask again, and his face did not scare anyone else, but Tu Zhongli still saw someone else beside the fire, frowned and asked, "Who is this again?"
He Lingchuan thought that you are impatient, this is not your home territory: "The pharmacist who was rushed into the swamp with me, Zhu Erniang asked him to make some medicine."
"Where do you come from?"
"Kite Kingdom."
Tu Zhongli was surprised: "That far?"
One of his men was sitting close to him. He was eating fish and meat and said with a smile: "I heard that people in the Yuan Kingdom are almost out of food. Is it true?"
He Lingchuan looked over sideways: "Where did you hear about it?"
"Ah, my relative lives in Xunzhou. He said that people were starving to death and Wang Ting was trying his best to raise taxes. He wanted to dig up the ground to search for copper coins. There was no way, so the pastor of Xunzhou rebelled."
He Lingchuan said coldly: "The reason why Xunzhou Mu rebelled is not so simple."
"Oh?" Everyone was interested. Tu Zhongli took a sip of wine and said, "Tell us about it."
"Where are you from?"
"Xing Guo."
He Lingchuan calculated in his mind that the Xing State was a small country flowing through the lower branch of the Han River, and its territory was not one-tenth the size of the Yuan State. The important point was that it was east of the Demon Nest Swamp and at least several hundred miles away from the Yuan State border.
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I heard that there are steep mountains along the way and it would be difficult to return the same way.
Tu Zhongli and others urged, and He Lingchuan also picked up some current affairs in Yuan's country.
To the people of Xing State, this was first-hand news, and it sounded fresh and exciting. Tu Zhongli clicked his tongue and said, "It sounds like a really good time to make contributions."
While observing, He Lingchuan discovered that these business travelers were actually divided into two distinct groups. One group, headed by Tu Zhongli, ate meat, drank wine, and talked and laughed freely; the other group sat silently by the fire, not eating much, and their eyes wandered as if they did not dare to talk to each other.
People look at each other.
Among the latter kind of people, there is Manager Zhao.
At this time, a snack was handed over, which was grubs dug out from the rotten wood by the hospitable spiders.
This fat and white bug is a pure natural green food. Throw it into your mouth and knock your upper and lower teeth together, and it will explode in one mouthful. It is extremely nutritious and is a gift that people who seek to survive in the wilderness strive for.
These grubs were still twisting their bodies in the round leaves to show that they were very fresh. He Lingchuan and Dong Rui had lived here for more than half a month and were already used to eating them, but Manager Zhao looked at them with a pale face and waved them away.
Tu Zhongli and others actually picked it up and ate it, one bite at a time, praising the taste.
He Lingchuan looked at this scene thoughtfully.
Dong Rui sat by the fire, yawned, and grabbed a few grubs to eat. He Lingchuan approached him and asked, "What's the progress?"
"No progress has been made. I just found that the toxins in Zhu Erniang's body are quite useful..." Dong Rui lowered his voice, "Are these bandits working with Zhu Erniang?"
He Lingchuan's eyes changed: "Can you tell they are bandits?"
"The number of bandits and bandits I have dealt with in my life is not even 10,000, but 8,000. These people all have a smell, and you can smell it right away."
Yes, this guy has an unusual identity. In addition to being a scientific research madman, he is also a wanted criminal who has been on the run for many years. He has dealt with countless low-level people.
At this time, Manager Zhao stood up holding his stomach and went deep into the grass to clear the air. Tonight's food was a little burnt, some raw, and some half-cooked, and his stomach and intestines couldn't bear it.
He Lingchuan said, "Let me verify it." He patted his buttocks, stood up, and followed.
Manager Zhao had just found a place, which was close to the water and dark. He was about to unbutton his pants and squat down when he heard He Lingchuan say from behind: "It's not a good place here. There are many crocodiles by the water. Be careful, half of your buttocks will be taken away."
Manager Zhao was startled and said oh oh twice, move to another place.
Seeing that He Lingchuan was still following him, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with Mr. He?"
Before He Lingchuan could answer, Tu Zhongli's men had already followed and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Squat in the pit." He Lingchuan responded quickly, "There is still a place here, do you want it?"
"You have to squat together in the pit, aren't you afraid of the smell?"
He Lingchuan pointed to him: "There is a nest of fire ants there, do you dare to squat down?"
The man quickly got out of the way.
He Lingchuan wandered elsewhere and then went back to look at those big cars.
There was a large amount of fluorescent spore lighting, and the entire open space was as bright as day. The spiders were carrying things out from the devil's nest one by one and putting them on the cart.
The caravans deliver salty clay and groceries here, and of course they have to be loaded with specialties from the Demon's Nest Swamp on their way back, so that they can be sold back at a high price.
The goods will not be empty.
He Lingchuan was dazzled when he saw the specialties brought out by the burrowing spider.
First of all, those pieces of spider silk are the hard currency popular outside.
There are three or four kinds of silk produced by the crypt spider demon. The most common ones are also surprisingly sticky. They are many times better than ordinary nets when used to make traps or fish. The more high-end ones are less sticky but more elastic.
, good toughness, making gloves, soft armor, light and strong, invulnerable to water and fire.
Of course, the smallest quantity of high-end goods can be used to refine magic weapons. Especially the brocade woven by Zhu Erniang herself cannot be blasted away by powerful fire bombs. He Lingchuan tried it himself.
The spiders also took out a variety of dried herbs and dried insects. The swamps where no humans have set foot are a natural treasure house. The medicinal materials are old and effective. Even the egg shells of aphid cows are used as medicinal materials after being dried. The woman
Decoction and use after childbirth can promote milk production.
The fungus carpet in the Demon's Nest is also accompanied by various fungi, among which the colorful mushrooms have always been the focus of acquisitions by Tu Zhongli's uncle.
This kind of mushroom is slightly toxic. If you take a few mouthfuls of it, you will feel like a fairy. You may have various hallucinations and see things that you should or shouldn't see in front of your eyes.
The most important thing is that it has no other side effects and is not addictive. At most, if you cook a big pot and eat it, you will have diarrhea, or you will feel a little dizzy the next day, like a hangover.
Needless to say, this kind of thing is very popular when taken outside, and both humans and monsters are willing to spend money to enjoy it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He Lingchuan did not expect that even fluorescent spores could be sold.
This round spore looks only slightly smaller than a steamed bun, but after dehydration, its volume will shrink to one-third of its original size and it will no longer emit light, making it very convenient to transport.
After being soaked in water, it will swell back and continue to glow for about four months without the bacteria blanket.
This is much better than candles and oil lamps, and as a stable cool white light, it is a high-quality light source for uninterrupted lighting at night.
People will definitely like it, it just depends on how the caravan will price it when they take it back.
In less than an hour, forty carts were fully loaded.
He Lingchuan also understood when he saw this: Zhu Erniang's net worth is truly unique and rich in the Devil's Nest Swamp!
It is so conscientious in its management that it makes other wild indigenous monsters in the swamp look like they are in ruins. No wonder they are jealous. It's like you are the poor man in the village and can't afford the next meal, but the rich family in the village eats and fishes every day.
, the oily aroma wafts to your home, so I ask you if you can think of anything else?
He Lingchuan knew that Tu Zhongli had made a lot of money without having to settle accounts.
Of course, the premise is that he is really a businessman.
Dong Rui came over from behind and said: "Clay is exchanged for specialties. This caravan is really good at doing business."
He Lingchuan smiled and said: "Where is the caravan?" They all believed that this guy was a bandit. The owner of the caravan, Tu Zhongli's "uncle", might have met with something unexpected.
Watching the spider next to him walk away, Dong Rui lowered his voice: "What are you going to do? Which side do you want to help?"
The bandits pretended to be a caravan and went into the swamp to continue trading with the cave spiders, just to make some money for the goods? Even if you think about it with No. 34's head, you know it's impossible.
When the time limit came, he could not get the potion Zhu Erniang wanted, so he was probably dead. In the past few days, his own research direction had made new progress, and Dong Rui's mind had also sobered up, and he began to make plans for the future.
He Lingchuan smiled: "What about you?"
"These bandits may not have any tokens in their hands that will allow them to leave the swamp."
"You have to think about why they came in?" He Lingchuan said, "Are they trying to take advantage of big monsters like Zhu Erniang?"
This is still the territory of the burrowing spider, and it is not that easy to take advantage of Zhu Erniang. Besides, they have just talked with everyone, and they also know that the reputation of the Devil's Nest Swamp is not very good outside. It is not much worse than the Longtan Tiger's Den, and almost all the people who stray into it are
It’s also known as the “Devil’s Cave” if you haven’t been out there before.
These bandits dare to come in and plot against local snakes. They must be crazy, right?
"They should have figured out a way."
Before the two of them had even uttered a few words, Tu Zhongli's men left the bonfire and came towards them. He Lingchuan had just heard Tu Zhongli call him Huang Mao, probably because his hair was sparse and yellowish.
Huang Mao stood next to the two of them: "The boss asked me to ask you if you want to leave the swamp with us?"
Throwing bait to win support as soon as you arrive?
Dong Rui said: "Yes."
"Then just stay by the fire, don't say anything and don't cause trouble." Tu Zhongli also heard that He Lingchuan intended to approach Manager Zhao.
Their original plan did not include the sudden addition of two living people to the burrowing spider's nest, and neither of them seemed honest.
At this juncture, they don't like variables.
He Lingchuan asked: "When can I leave?"
"Soon, uh, it should be tomorrow morning." Huang Mao pointed to the bonfire, "Go and sit down."
He Lingchuan glanced at him and suddenly pointed to the bamboo tube on his waist and said, "I seem to have seen this kind of blow dart somewhere."
Half an arm long, colorful bamboo, tied with small strands of hemp rope.
By the way, some of the corpses that drifted into the swamp a few days ago were wearing blowguns like this.
Huang Mao's face changed.
At this time, a spider guard ran over and said to Dong Rui: "You have been out for too long, and our ancestors told you to go back to the nest to work!"
Apparently Zhu Erniang was also worried that these cunning humans would get together and give Dong Ruike an opportunity to take advantage of.
As for He Lingchuan, he didn't care too much about the idle man who had to eat dry food.