Even though it was his first time coming to Lingyang and he had never been to Shiwanda Mountain, he knew that there might still be undiscovered training caves of ancient qigong masters in the deep mountains, but it was definitely not possible that the behavior in front of him was sneaky.
The secrets that guys can hold.
If such a cave were discovered, anyone would try their best to hide the secret. They would either find the most reliable person to help them discover it slowly, but how could they possibly sell the information for money?
The other party was undoubtedly looking at him for being naive and deceiving him as if he was a newbie who didn't know anything!
Qin Yun had seen similar guys before when he was in Dajing Town. Most of them were local hooligans and swindlers. They did all sorts of deception, abduction, and theft, and specialized in catching and slaughtering visitors from out of town.
"Go away! I don't need any news from you!" Qin Yun was not in a good mood to begin with, so he scolded him unceremoniously: "If you want to lie to someone else, try to lie to someone else!"
The person peddling the news suddenly changed his face and said viciously: "Boy, don't be too crazy!"
Qin Yun snorted and didn't say much. He just stared at the other party coldly, watching as the other party left in a panic and felt guilty.
There really is everyone for everyone these days! He couldn't help but shook his head.
Suddenly a voice came from the side: "Little brother, you are in trouble, he will probably bring someone to settle the score with you!"
Qin Yun turned around and saw that the person speaking was a middle-aged man sitting not far from him.
The man was in his forties, dressed like a down-and-out warrior, with a shaggy beard, drunken eyes and a depressed look. There were a few empty wine bottles scattered on the small wine table.
"Do they still dare to come here to cause trouble?" Qin Yun couldn't help but ask.
"You definitely wouldn't dare to come here!" The down-and-out warrior sneered: "Those guys are the best at sneak attacks. They will wait for you to go out and follow you. They will smoke sap, spray smoke, and spread lime. They dare to use any means, even if
You are a hero, and you can get into trouble even if you are not careful!"
So that's it! But Qin Yun is not worried at all. These low-level methods may be useful for warriors in the Qi Refining Realm, but against the innate strong ones, they are simply courting death!
The fallen warrior noticed Qin Yun's disapproval. He reminded him: "Don't think you are very good. They don't do dirty work once or twice. There are a few who are very good and very dirty. They are best at dealing with newcomers like you.
A disciple of the sect."
"Thank you for the reminder..."
Although Qin Yun was not afraid, the other party undoubtedly had good intentions. He nodded and reached out to call the tavern clerk. He pointed at the fallen warrior and said, "I will settle this uncle's account."
The tavern clerk beamed: "Great, Chenghui fifty-eight taels and four cents of silver!"
Fifty-eight taels of silver? How much wine does this require?
You don't want to kill me! Qin Yun frowned and glared at the other party.
This tavern waiter was just an ordinary person. How could he withstand Qin Yun's fierce gaze? Sweat started to fall from his forehead. He hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Today's is one or two or four cents of silver. The fifty-seven taels are the accumulated debts from before.
I thought the guest officer wanted to pay the full amount for him..."
Qin Yun was speechless. The down-and-out warrior blushed. He didn't know whether he was drunk or ashamed. He waved his hands and said, "No, no, I'll pay for it myself..."
He groped around on his body for a long time, but he couldn't find any money, which made the waiters on the side look down upon him.
Qin Yun really couldn't stand it anymore, so he took out two gold leaves from his arms and handed them to the waiter: "Those are mine. Bring us some good wine and food, reward you with a tael of silver, and hang the rest here."
An uncle’s account!”
Since Qianchao City, Qin Yun has rarely been short of money, and now he has a net worth of millions. A few dozen taels of silver is nothing to him. But no matter how rich he is, he doesn't want to be cheated.
The gold leaves were brought out from the Tiancheng Sword Sect for spending on the road. One piece was equivalent to fifty taels of silver. The tavern clerk happily took it and immediately went to buy it after confirming that it was genuine.
The fallen warrior was even more embarrassed: "How embarrassing is this..."
"It's okay..." Qin Yun smiled and said, "I wonder if uncle is familiar with the situation in Shiwandashan?"
Qin Yun was willing to help him pay the bill. In addition to thanking the other party for the kind reminder, he also hoped to get some information, at least to understand what he needed to pay attention to when going into the mountains to experience, so as not to go in with a black eye.
"Then you really asked the right person!" The down-and-out warrior said with a smile: "Although I, Luo He, am not very strong, I have been in and out of Shiwan Mountain hundreds of times, and I have visited dozens of Miao villages!"
"Miao Village?" Qin Yun asked curiously: "What is that?"
"The Miao Village is the city of the Miao mountain people. You can go into the Hundred Thousand Mountains to experience treasure hunting. In addition to the monsters and spiritual beasts, you also have to be careful of the Miao people living in the mountains. Especially the black Miao people are not easy to mess with!
"
The Miao people are the indigenous mountain people of Shiwanda Mountain. According to legend, they are the descendants of ancient Qi practitioners who lived in seclusion in the mountains. There are many of them, and Miao villages, large and small, are scattered throughout the mountains.
The Miao people are fierce and warlike in character. When the Yan Empire conquered this vast territory, they encountered desperate resistance from the Miao people, causing heavy casualties to the imperial regiment.
Later, Dayan treated the Miao people softly and appeased them, ennobled the Miao kings and assigned them territories, and adopted a policy of differentiation. Finally, the resistance of the Miao people was subdued, which continues to this day.
The Miao people are divided into two branches: white Miao and black Miao. The former are relatively friendly and willing to communicate with the people of the empire from outside, while the latter are much more conservative and stubborn and are always hostile to outsiders.
And neither Bai Miao nor Black Miao are weak people who can be bullied at will. They have the inheritance of Qi refining swordsmanship and spell refining Gu technique, especially the mysterious Gu technique that makes people talk about it.
"When you enter Shiwanda Mountain, you must first avoid the territory of the Miao people, and it is best to know how to deal with the Miao people!" The fallen warrior said: "This is definitely good for you. The Miao people are the best guides in the mountains, and
If you need any special elixirs from the mountains, you can buy them from them, of course you have to ask the Bai Miao people."
"The most powerful thing about the Miao people is their ability to cast poison. Bai Miao's white poison is not bad. Usually it can control people without hurting them, and can even save people and heal them. However, Hei Miao's black poison is extremely poisonous and terrifying. When you see Hei Miao
It's best to stay away, even if the other person is an old lady!"
"The last thing you should not mess with is the women of the Miao people, especially those who look pretty, because whether they are white or black, if you mess with one, you may never be able to get rid of them in your life..."
The down-and-out warrior babbled while taking a swig of wine, and soon he started to speak incoherently drunkenly: "You must be careful, the women of the Miao people are more powerful than their poison..."
This is also a pitiful man! Qin Yun felt that there must be many stories about the other person. Seeing his miserable appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathy and pity in his heart.
However, he basically understood everything he wanted to inquire about, so he called the waiter to give a few instructions and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, the fallen warrior who was so drunk that he almost collapsed on the ground suddenly raised his head, grabbed Qin Yun's arm, and said feebly: "I can't take your money in vain, I'll give you this..."
He took out a roll of tattered sheepskin from his arms and forced it into Qin Yun's hand, shouting: "Here you go, I don't want it anymore, take it all, take it..."
Before he could speak, the down-and-out warrior's legs became weak and he collapsed to the ground, soon letting out a grunt.
The drinkers next to him were already accustomed to this and were drinking and chatting on their own, with no one paying attention.
Qin Yun couldn't bear to look at it and said to the waiter next to him: "Please take good care of him."
"Don't worry, I will send him to the backyard to rest later..." The clerk who took Qin Yun's one tael of silver as a benefit said with a smile: "He is very familiar with our old shopkeeper, otherwise he would not be allowed to owe so much.
The wine shop was originally a good man, but unfortunately he met a young girl... how pitiful!"
Qin Yun nodded and unfolded the parchment that the other party gave him.
This sheepskin scroll was three feet square when unfolded. It was extremely worn on all sides. There were many moth-eaten marks on the surface of the fur, and it gave off an unpleasant smell, as if it had been picked up from a garbage dump.
However, there is a complex topographic map drawn on the surface of the sheepskin. The location of Lingyang City is clearly displayed on it. Stretching out from the location of this big city, there are hundreds of thousands of mountains.
The mountain roads, canyons, and peaks are clearly visible at a glance, and there are red dots circled one after another to represent each Miao village. Many places have detailed markings, indicating matters that need attention.
Although the drawing method of this map is not clever and even a bit rough, and the text written on it is relatively sloppy, it does not detract from its value at all, because drawing a complex large-scale map requires considerable skills and experience. It is definitely not something
Anyone can do it casually!
Having this map will undoubtedly be of great help to Qin Yun.
After thinking about it, Qin Yun put away the map and squatted down, took out all the gold leaves he carried with him, and quietly stuffed them into the arms of the fallen warrior, believing that the money could help him improve his life.
The fallen warrior fell asleep completely drunk and had no idea that he had a considerable sum of money on his person.
Afterwards, Qin Yun left the tavern.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he immediately felt some malicious eyes falling on him.
Qin Yun's intuition was so sharp that he immediately judged the location of the other party - at the entrance of the alley twenty or thirty steps away from the tavern, several ghostly figures flashed in the dark corner.
Are you rushing to die? Qin Yun sneered in his heart.
He ignored those sneaky guys and walked straight towards the end of the long street, which was completely opposite to the hotel where he was staying.
After a while, several men carrying big swords walked out of the alley.
They followed Qin Yun closely, moving in secret! rq
