Now that Master Chang has disappeared, Long Xiaoshan does not intend to stay any longer.
He looked at Lao Si and the others, pondered for a moment, and finally gave up the plan of using his privileges, and patted their shoulders: "Serve your sentence well, and after you have been reformed, you can come to Longmen to find me, and don't do anything wrong again in the future.
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"Yes, Brother Long."
Lao Si and others all nodded, they respected Long Xiaoshan from the bottom of their hearts.
Back then, in prison, they were all bullied. Later, because of Long Xiaoshan, they united and became the targets that others did not dare to bully.
Long Xiaoshan said nothing more and said to the warden and others: "Don't send it away."
After saying that, he quickly left alone.
By the time the warden and others chased him to the door, Long Xiaoshan had long disappeared.
At this time, all the prisoners in the prison were still in a state of shock and suspicion. Who is Brother Long? Isn't he just a prisoner who has been released after serving his sentence? How come even the warden obeyed and called him general.
Those who were curious asked the prison guard: "Brother Zhao, wasn't this Brother Long a prisoner before? Why do you still call him chief or general?"
"prisoner?"
The prison guard named Brother Zhao looked like an idiot: "You are so blind that you don't even know him. Some time ago, do you know who the Dragon War God was when he fought against Country M and forced Country M to bow its head and sue for peace?
"
Even this group of prisoners had heard about it.
But they only listened to it as a legendary story. Now when they heard the prison guard say this, these people were all surprised: "Brother Zhao, did you say it was him?"
"Of course," Brother Zhao said with admiration, "I didn't expect that the Dragon War God is actually related to our prison."
All the prisoners were in an uproar, showing expressions of disbelief.
Especially Lao Si and others were stunned, Brother Long actually became a legend.
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At this time, Long Xiaoshan had left Lingxi Prison, and he was not in a hurry to return to Longyang Village. Now everything in Longyang Village was on track, and there were professionals taking care of it.
There was no need for him to get involved anymore. Although he was about to show up and there weren't too many people visiting him, he didn't want to waste time on these meaningless entertainments.
Next to Lingxi Prison is the Yunkun Mountains.
Back then, he fought on Dulong Mountain in this mountain range with Qiu Zhen, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang. Speaking of which, that battle should be the battle that made him famous.
It was after that battle that his reputation as Long Xiaoshan was heard in the Hidden Sect.
Although it has only been two years.
But it seemed like it had been a long time.
Thinking of the Yunkun Mountains, a silly girl flashed in Long Xiaoshan's mind.
Butterfly.
At that time, this holy girl of the White Witch Cult, stupidly because she was angered twice by Lan Wen'er, she inexplicably recognized herself as the master, and followed her inexplicably. She even gave her a chance to leave, but she still insisted on it.
oath.
She even gave up her title of saint.
It's so silly and cute.
Later, the great elder of the White Witch Sect came to visit and explained Huadie's special situation.
She has the physique of a dream butterfly, and only by returning to the White Witch Cult to practice can she blossom and become a beauty that will captivate the entire country.
But even then, Huadie was still willing to give up and follow him as his little slave girl.
Later, it was Long Xiaoshan who agreed to her.
When she becomes the king of China, he will go to the White Witch Cult to take her away like an unparalleled hero.
She then followed the great elder back.
In a blink of an eye, two years have passed.
Thinking of that cute little saint.
Long Xiaoshan felt ashamed in his heart. If he had not returned to the Yunkun Mountains, he would have forgotten that that silly girl back then returned to the White Witch Sect and wondered how her practice was going.
Her physique is so good, she may have already bloomed with unparalleled youth.
And he promised her that one day he would appear in front of everyone, wearing golden armor and divine clothes and stepping on seven-color auspicious clouds to pick her up.
But it didn't happen.
"Silly girl."
Long Xiaoshan murmured softly, "Whatever you sow, you will reap what you reap." Since she agreed to Huadie, even mountains of swords and seas of fire can't stop her.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes bloomed with light.
The body rose into the air and quickly shot towards the Shiwan Mountain in Yunkun Province. Although he had never been to the White Witch Cult, he had Lan Wen'er, the defected Holy Girl of the Black Witch Cult, beside him, so he naturally knew how the Wu Clan tribe was.
They all live in the Shiwanda Mountains.
Long Xiaoshan is very fast.
Passing through the Yunkun Mountains is the Shiwan Mountains bordering them.
Before entering the Hundred Thousand Mountains, Long Xiaoshan fell down in a nearby county. Although it was okay to break through the Hundred Thousand Mountains with his strength, Long Xiaoshan was still used to making decisions before taking action.
It is necessary to at least understand the situation of the witch clan in Shiwanda Mountain, especially the situation of the White Witch Sect.
It is said that the White Witch Sect is the largest sect in Shiwandashan in Miao territory. Although the Black Witch Sect has always been the mortal enemy of the White Witch Sect, the Black Witch Sect is evil after all and is far less popular with the people than the White Witch Sect.
After this small county town called Luanshui fell.
Long Xiaoshan deliberately changed his appearance to look like the local race and his skin became darker.
As for the clothes, he had already picked one up from a clothing store when he left it and put some money there.
By the time he came out of an alley, he had turned into a dark-skinned, lean Miao boy.
Long Xiaoshan walked slowly.
This small town in Luanshui is not big. It is close to Shiwanda Mountain. Almost all of them are ethnic minorities. Of course there are some tourists, but not many. After all, this place is already very remote. It is close to Shiwandashan. In Miao territory, in a remote place, generally
There will always be dangers. After all, the Miao witchcraft are prevalent, so there may be some kind of witchcraft.
As a result, tourists dare not set foot in it easily.
The only places I really go to are the big cities that have been developed by the government.
Here, it maintains a relatively primitive state, and there are many herb collectors and hunters who directly carry mountain products on their backs and buy and sell them in the market.
Long Xiaoshan randomly found a busy restaurant and sat down. These places are best for collecting information. However, after sitting down and listening for a while, he discovered an embarrassing problem, which was the language barrier.
Almost all people here speak mountain dialects, and no one even speaks Mandarin.
He asked someone to ask a few questions in Mandarin.
Not only did he receive no response, but he also received a lot of scrutiny and prying eyes.
Long Xiaoshan was a little depressed. When he walked out of the hotel, he couldn't just grab someone to search for his soul. He wasn't an enemy, so he really couldn't do anything to ordinary people.
Frowning his eyebrows, Long Xiaoshan was thinking about it. If that didn't work, he might as well just go into the mountain. He would search it with his eyes. No matter how big the mountain is, it would take some time to find the location of the White Witch Sect's main altar.
Just when Long Xiaoshan was about to do this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the street camera. Two tough men were grabbing a sack and jumping out of a window. They jumped out of a window very quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
