Yang Xuan never thought that he would also have the power of a fox and a tiger.
Although he was just a messenger responsible for delivering messages, Lao Guizha, the leader of the Guizha tribe, did not dare to neglect him at all.
Because he knew very well that since the saint conveyed information to him in the form of an original letter, it meant that the content in this letter must be of great importance.
Therefore, the person sent to deliver the letter must also be a person who is 100% trustworthy.
To put it simply, he is the saint's confidant.
Although Lao Guizha has well-developed limbs, his mind is not simple. He is well aware of the energy contained in these confidants.
Although their positions may not be high, what they say has a great influence on their masters.
If there is a slight slight, which makes this confidant unhappy, he can just say a few bad words when he goes back to make the saint remember them.
Then the saint went to the red-clothed leader to say some bad words, and the consequences were not easy to bear.
The leader of the Guizha tribe, Lao Guizha, personally led Yang Xuan's horse, and the people of the Guizha tribe lined up in the cave to welcome him. The scene was particularly grand.
Yang Xuan walked into the cave for less than five minutes when he couldn't help but make tut-tsk sounds.
Although he could predict before that there must be a cave in this cave, he never expected that these caves would be transformed into such a magnificent place.
The space inside the cave is very wide, and there is no problem for several large trucks running side by side. The height must be at least four or five meters.
And around the cave, some branches will appear at regular intervals, serving different functions.
The stone walls of the cave are extremely exquisitely decorated with unique pigments mixed with spices, and a crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling.
What's even more exaggerated is the tribe's main hall. When Yang Xuan saw the layout inside, there was only one word in his mind - Hao!
Yang Xuan is not someone who has never seen money. Not long ago, he even saw mountains of gold, silver and jewelry in the Whirlpool underground ruins.
The main hall in the cave is definitely not comparable to the treasure pavilion in the whirling underground ruins, but it is also far beyond Yang Xuan's expectations.
The main hall is located in the deepest part of a cave. The space here is as large as half a football field and 2,34,4 meters high.
Although Yang Xuan could guess in advance that this tribal leader must be very rich, he did not expect that his wealth would be so blatant.
The luxury of other people's palaces lies in the furnishings, architecture and other supporting facilities inside.
But the layout of this main hall is simple and crude.
The floor was entirely made of gold bricks the size of A4 paper, and the ceiling of the hall and the four walls were actually plated with a layer of shining gold.
That's not all. What really made Yang Xuan stunned was that in the corners around the hall, there were countless gold, silver, jewels, pearls, and oysters piled up, as well as all kinds of porcelain and antiques. They were piled up in a mess like a pile of debris.
corner.
In the center of the main hall, there is a huge, golden dining table!
The dining table is as big as a basketball court.
Lao Gui Zha smiled warmly and invited Yang Xuan to sit in his exclusive seat, a golden chair covered with white tiger skin.
Then, as if by magic, all kinds of delicacies were placed on the dining table one after another, and it was filled to the brim.
"Dear Lord Messenger, the environment here is relatively poor and cannot be compared to that of your Red Sect. I ask the Lord Messenger to deal with a few casual meals. If there is any inconvenience in the reception, please forgive me."
Lao Guizha smiled brightly at Yang Xuan and said.
Yang Xuan looked a little confused when looking at the large table of delicious food, and asked doubtfully, "Did you know in advance that I was coming?"
Lao Guizha smiled and said, "How could I know this? Otherwise, I wouldn't be in such a hurry."
Yang Xuan thought about it and thought it was right. When Lao Guizha ran out just now, he didn't even have time to fasten his belt. Logically speaking, he probably didn't know he was coming.
Then Yang Xuan directly asked the doubts in his heart, pointing to a large table of delicious delicacies and said, "I have been here for no more than ten minutes. I know many of the dishes here, but the production process takes at least 10 minutes."
Several hours.”
"And you can tell at a glance that these dishes are freshly made. How did you do this?"
The old ghost was stunned, and then he explained with a smile, "Mr. Messenger, you don't know something. I have a big appetite and a good appetite, so I get hungry very easily."
"So I have people prepare dishes 24 hours a day, so that I can have a meal at any time when I'm hungry."
After hearing this, Yang Xuan asked again, "But you can't eat 24 hours a day, right? After the dishes are prepared, what should you do when you are not hungry?"
Are you giving it to your men?"
Lao Guizha said with a smile on his face, "Master Messenger, this is ridiculous. I am the leader of the tribe, and my food can only be enjoyed by myself."
"My men have their own meal standards, and after the meals are cooked and I happen to not be hungry, I can't waste them. I just bury them on the grassland outside and use them as fertilizer. This clever method is mine.
I figured it out myself."
After hearing this, Yang Xuan suddenly felt a black line on his forehead, thinking that the other party was really smart, and he wittily redefined the word "rich".
Facing this big table with good wine and food, Yang Xuan was not polite. After traveling all this way, his stomach was already growling, so it was just a good time to reward his stomach, which was already protesting seriously.
Seeing Yang Xuan devouring his food, Lao Guizha looked particularly happy, which at least proved that the messenger did not dislike his food.
After a while, Lao Guizha cleared his throat and said, "Dear Messenger, I wonder if the saint has anything important to convey to your subordinates?"
The meaning of Lao Guizha's words was actually to ask Yang Xuan to give him the letter quickly so that he could see what was written in it.
Yang Xuan had just finished eating and drinking at this time. He wiped his mouth, then threw the envelope on the table and said, "I am not qualified to know what is written inside. You can open it and read it yourself. I have to rush."
I’m going back to resume my life.”
The old ghost Zha personally sent Yang Xuan to the entrance of the cave with a smile on his face and presented him with a fine tall horse. It was not until Yang Xuan's figure completely disappeared from sight that the old ghost Zha's smiling face fell down.
"Damn it, I haven't laughed like this in a long time, it made my face sore."
Lao Guizha rubbed his sore cheeks vigorously and said, "Give me the order and seal the hall immediately. No one can come near without my order. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed without mercy!"
As he spoke, Lao Guizha sat on the golden chair covered with white tiger skin and carefully opened the envelope, preparing to see what kind of message the saint had conveyed to him.