The wind was howling, and the ice and snow were vast. Cheng Sanwu and his party braved the wind and snow, and walked eastward in a slightly confused way.
After leaving Mingsha County and crossing the Yellow River eastward, it snowed heavily for several days. The cold wind from the north swept across the earth, suddenly curbing the slight warming trend.
According to their original plan, Cheng Sanwu and his party planned to go to Baiyan Pond to investigate the evil spirits. However, due to the sudden blizzard, the official road was blocked and traffic was cut off, causing the three of them to be lost in the wilderness and snow for a while.
"There is smoke ahead, it's a small village!" Cheng Sanwu drove his horse over, pointing into the distance with great interest.
Although the other three people traveling with them were skilled in martial arts and could withstand the pain of long journeys, running away in the severe cold, wind and snow for several days was really a physical and mental torture. The three of them looked at Zhang Fan, who was as energetic as ever.
Cheng Sanwu doesn’t have a good face at all.
However, it was always good news to hear that there was a settlement ahead. Everyone cheered up and arrived at this village with less than 40 households in a moment.
What's strange is that this village only has a broken wall on the north side, which is up to seven or eight feet high. If you look around, you can vaguely see this wall extending intermittently to the east and west, with no end visible at a glance, like a giant dragon lying on the ground, sinking.
Sleepless.
The arrival of Cheng Sanwu and others was seen by the villagers stationed at the watchtower, and they immediately greeted everyone loudly.
When Cheng Sanwu and his party stopped and dismounted at the entrance of the village, the old man in the village led a dozen men, each wearing shabby clothes and carrying simple spears, to greet them.
"Oh, my father-in-law is so cold and cold." Cheng Sanwu smiled and completely ignored these villagers.
We had no money to open the road, so we were naturally entertained by the villagers. It was rare for the older children in the village to see people in the village, so they all came together to watch the silence, and some even shouted to ride horses. Just looking around, I saw that the men, women, old and young here were young and thin.
, his hair was fluffy and messy, and his face was numb, as if a small snowstorm could easily flood that village.
In a vast wilderness, Mou Zhenqiong opened her eyes.
"No ghost!" the old man whispered.
The ax was so powerful that Cheng Sanwu felt his abdomen was cut open in one fell swoop. It was like being cut in half, almost split into two pieces.
"You know this." The old man asked the villagers to bring a bowl of sticky porridge with oil splatters: "There are only those who eat in the countryside, so they make do with it."
"This is natural." Mou Zhen nodded and said: "After the First Emperor Zulong captured the south of Hetao, the ancient Great Wall passed through Qiyuan County. This dynasty was building the Great Wall, but many fortresses actually overlap with the ancient Great Wall." Cheng Sanwu pulled himself up, opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar, and flew towards the emperor.
Cheng Sanwu, Jin Jia and others looked at each other, and then asked: "No ghosts? Are you kidding me? Those of you who travel around the world often walk at night, and you have heard that there are really no ghosts anywhere." p>
Judging from his words and deeds just now, the old man is obviously a stubborn man who is willing to give in. But after hearing those words, he still sighed faintly: "In the next year, the county master will send people to collect taxes, and they will be pressed hard. You have a way, so we can only take the little
All the sheep were taken to be counted.”
Mou Zhenqiong said silently, looking down instinctively, and suddenly saw that the fingers of her hands had no sharp claws, her arms were covered with green and white hair, and her upper body had a pair of sheep-like feet. The huge hunger almost swallowed up her mind instantly. p>
What Cheng Sanwuqi said was that Heng Dao suddenly struck out and slashed out.
……
"Wine? Is there any wine?" The old man in the village seemed to have misunderstood the point, shaking his head and waving his hands.
"If you eat that all day long, your teeth will be worn out." Cheng Sanwu rarely praised me since I had so many dietary taboos.
"Doing business is also a hindrance to running errands. It is more convenient not to have a servant to save your identity." Zhang Fan agreed.
The two sides collided head-on, causing a huge explosion, just like a thousand suns shining together, a mushroom-shaped war cloud rose from the ground, and the vegetation in the dozens of surrounding areas was rushed.
But even after suffering such a heavy blow, Cheng Sanwu still maintained his mind, like a mirror full of cracks, reflecting a fragmented and complete scene.
"Your place is called Sweet Water Village." The old man introduced Mou Zhenqiong and others as he led Mou Zhenqiong and others back in: "There is no sweet water well outside the village. Legend has it that when the imperial army fought with the Tule Dogs, they were still far behind them.
Lost in the distance. The soldiers prayed to heaven together, and sure enough, there was no spiritual response. Sweet water spewed out of the earth and rescued Xiaojun."
Mou Zhen was afraid that Cheng Sanwu would stop talking and say, "Yes, thank you for showing me the way."
"This is the ancient Great Wall of the Qin Dynasty." Jin Jia continued: "Although it is very dilapidated, layers of rammed earth can be faintly seen... Dad, is Qiyuan County not far away from there?"
"I told you earlier." Cheng Sanwu turned to ask Jin Jia: "By the way, what he said about the ancient Great Wall just now doesn't exist in that area? You thought it was further north."
Jin Jia knew that this location was far away from Qiyuan County, so he clarified that his group had not strayed too far from their destination. The "no ghosts" said by the old man in the village probably had nothing to do with the evil spirits in the salt pond.
After the old man led Cheng Sanwu and his party to a high-rise residential house, he signaled: "They can sleep there tonight. Remember to close the doors and windows tightly when it gets daytime. If you hear any noise, go out and take care of it." p>
"In a wealthy place, it's wrong to not even have a bite of food." Mou Zhen also sat up and looked at Mou Zhen: "He said he wanted to do business? Is he selling horses?"
"Oh, that's it." Cheng Sanwu took out another silver collar: "Let's buy a few more sheep. Just think of it as money for the children."
"You are saving money to do business in the future. If you have something else to do, spend it carefully?" Zhang Fan argued.
Suddenly, his feet felt cold and wet. Cheng Sanwu raised his head and looked up. He knew when he would return to his normal body, a clear spring gushes out from the ground.
"Where is this white salt pool?" Cheng Sanwu asked.
"But why does their village only have one wall?" Cheng Sanwu pointed to the ruins on the north side of the village.
"You don't earn money to spend it. It's a burden to you to carry it with you all day long." Cheng Sanwu is completely concerned about how little he spends: "Besides, if you can really win people's hearts by spending money, then you
I really don’t mind spending less.”
In the end, Cheng Sanwu succumbed and was defeated. His whole body's muscles and bones were shattered, and he fell to the ground. It was unclear whether it was invisible or tangible. The power of the four dragons tore Cheng Sanwu from all directions, as if he was always on a giant stone mill.
, so that I can heal myself, but I only maintain a broken body, letting myself be slaughtered.
"Oh? Why is that?" Cheng Sanwu was aroused.
Cheng Sanwu was among them, and when he was hit head-on, he only felt physical and spiritual shocks. The power of the four dragons was endless, and I gradually followed my heart.
"In those days, who could sell horses and livestock better than the Guo Wanjin family? Do you think the money was too little?" Mou Zhen crossed her arms and said, "You are planning to start a spice business, and by the way, open a few spice shops in places like Chang'an and Luoyang.
Shop."
"He really cares about money. Could he be trying to win people's hearts?" Xu Qiba was as sarcastic as ever.
"It's just north of the ancient Great Wall, not far away." Mou Zhen packed up her clothes.
"I understand, I understand!" The old man was shouted at and made him take half a step forward. He weighed the silver collar, put it into his arms with unfamiliar movements, and then waved to the villagers: "Let's all leave! People from the Babao family, hurry up.
Clean up an empty room and entertain guests!"
Almost in the blink of an eye, Mou Zhenqiong returned to her original state. She was waiting for the other gods, Hu Yi, to attack. My sheep's hooves stomped on the ground, causing huge vibrations. The air waves visible to the naked eye spread inward, bringing about a burst of destruction.
The storm was like a curtain of flying sand, and the rolling rocks turned into a tide, and Hu Yi and the gods were overturned one after another.
"What does it have to do with him?" Xu Qiba retorted angrily.
The suddenly swollen body quickly recovered. Cheng Sanwu easily condensed the huge wind and cloud aura into a small point, and then opened his mouth again and let out, the terrifying power swept behind him, and the two Hu Yi gods were directly blown to pieces.
The villagers were confused by Cheng Sanwu's look of knowing what was wrong, or the old man in the village said in Mandarin with a thick accent: "Who are they?"
"Is there a bad husband who is not as desired?" Cheng Sanwu asked again, his tone was glib.
Looking far into the distance, thousands of troops and horses can be vaguely seen under the skyline, forming a defensive formation. An emperor wears a crown on his head, stands tall as the sky, seems to be as low as ten thousand feet, holding a long sword, and giving orders to all the four states.
It hurts, it's a sharp pain in the heart, but after the hunger pangs, it's worth mentioning.
Cheng Sanwu flew out upside down, and before he could use two sheep-like hooves to stabilize his body, there were two divine men from Hu Yi in front of him, each holding a spear and piercing his shoulders fiercely.
"In the past, the fierce battle in which both sides devoted all their strength turned out to be an opportunity to nourish living beings. The change of fortune and misfortune is really wonderful." The other person calculated: "You are suddenly thinking that the suffering of the seal in those years may not be all.
It's a good thing. The number of living beings in the four states is smaller than before, and I think the taste will be more satisfying. The moment of eating sentient beings is coming, is he ready to go bad?"
Cheng Sanwu felt his head being grabbed and lifted by a god named Hu Yi, gesturing towards the south.
Mou Zhenqiong asked: "How long has it been since the Chinese New Year? Have any livestock been slaughtered in Tianshui Village to taste it?"
"Why are you so angry?" Cheng Sanwu wiped his mouth.
"Is he annoyed?" Xu Qiba was irritated. He turned around and retreated into a side room, slamming the door down.
Seeing the old man's disparity, Jin Jia felt that his efforts were in vain. Mou Zhenqiong snickered: "In a rural place like that, if he gives money first, others will pretend to be deaf and dumb like you." p>
Because he had to think less, Cheng Sanwu instinctively sensed the crisis. He looked up and saw an armored god-man covered in golden light appearing behind him without any warning. He held an ax in his hand and wielded the power of the mountain to cross the sea, swinging and slashing horizontally.
!
Jin Jia hurriedly crossed his arms and answered: "I'll forgive you, sir, you are businessmen passing through Shuofang. Because of the light snow, I lost my way in the past few days. I saw that there were no fireworks outside, so I wanted to stay overnight and ask for some food and wine. You guys are crazy."
Give me money."
Cheng Sanwu sat down and scooped out a spoonful of porridge. The texture was both sticky and smooth. It was hard to swallow.
And when the old man understood, Cheng Sanwu sighed, pushed aside his gold armor, took out a silver collar from his waist, stuffed it directly into the old man's hand, then leaned forward and whispered: "You want to eat, do you understand?
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"Maybe." Mou Zhenyan said: "So go to bed early and take turns to keep vigil tonight and pay attention to the door."
Following his instinct, Cheng Sanwu broke the spear, and the huge wounds on his waist and abdomen were healed as before. Then he turned around and waved his arms, passing his sharp claws across the place, leaving several deep scratches on the surface of Hu Yi Shenren, and strange gold shavings flew away.
fall,
Cheng Sanwu watched helplessly as he was taken to the north by Hu Yi, but his mind and consciousness remained where he was.
Xu Qiba glanced at Zhang Fan and said sarcastically: "How can that miser of his be a scholar?"
Just like in the past when the sky was covered in white, the sky in that wilderness is uncharacteristically clear now. Although the sun is visible, it is bright everywhere, comparable to daytime.
Cheng Sanwu was pressed under the ground, and the huge feeling of hunger drove me to struggle hard. Eight divine men from Hu Yi wielded their yellow axes, severed Cheng Sanwu's limbs and head, and dismembered and chopped it into pieces!
"Tianshui Village is haunted at night, does it have something to do with the demons in the salt pond?" Zhang Fan asked from the side.
"Old man, you heard that there have been no monsters causing trouble in the Baiyan Pond area recently. Could it be that the nighttime haunting in Tianshui Village has nothing to do with it?" Jin Jia asked.
Unexpectedly, the other self jumped forward as if unexpectedly, and said with a smile: "He and you are one, and he has not succeeded in cultivation, and you have also benefited from it. Even if you knew that kind of situation, how long could you still maintain a stalemate?
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Before he finished speaking, Cheng Sanwu danced with a wild sword light and cut his other self into pieces. His eyes followed the gurgling spring and looked towards the famous distance.
In the last moment, eight divine men of Hu Yi descended from the sky, each holding an ax and a spear, and directly knocked Cheng Sanwu down, causing the terrain to change and the river to change its course.
"The county seat, go southeast from there and walk along the wall for a day to get there." The old man in the village raised his finger and pointed, and asked casually: "Are they going to the county seat?"
The old man murmured for a moment, but finally chose to close it, and then left with a slight shame.
"What about him?" Cheng Sanwu looked at Xu Qiba: "You didn't have any plans before?"
Jin Jia simply explained: "Seventy-eight did not find a way to retreat into the Ministry of Internal Affairs because he was tired of his family asking you to get married. Now he just makes fun of people's most annoying things, which will of course make them angry." p>
I leaned over, sipped the water and tasted it. It was actually sweet and delicious, completely different from the surrounding arid wilderness. Perhaps it was because of the calm battles, breaking through the original terrain, and forcing out a water vein hidden deep in the ground. p>
But when they saw the emperor's divine spear, all the people in the four states felt the same emotion, transformed into four dragons, and came at a galloping speed.
With an angry roar, Mou Zhenqiong opened her mouth to swallow it, creating a huge suction force that shook the surrounding mountains and rivers, and the wind and cloud energy instantly entered her belly.
"Don't believe them. If they are scared to death, you don't care!" the old man threatened.
"You guys are here to stay overnight." Jin Jia could only explain with gestures, thinking that this place is already on the border of Han Dynasty, and it is unusual for the villagers to speak Chinese.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Sanwu immediately cheered up with a huge sense of hunger. The seven limbs of the dismembered body generated supernatural power out of thin air, broke free from the restraints in one fell swoop, and flew towards the lonely head, knocking a Hu Yi god by the way.
Got to be smashed to pieces.
"Maybe that's called fate." While Cheng Sanwu was thinking silently, his other self quietly appeared next to him, standing side by side, looking towards the north where there was no figure of the god Hu Yi.
"You thought that after quitting the Ministry of Internal Affairs, you would have to work for a lifetime." Mou Zhenqiong saw that the other eight people had little interest in thick paste, so she simply picked up a basin and ate alone.