The two walked from Fuzhou to Qiandong for a full seventeen days.

Although he was sure that the capital was farther from Guidong, Chen Chong suspected that Long'er might be faster than himself and return to the Shenlong Sect first.

This speculation is not without reason - if you leave the capital and go to Guidong, you have to travel through Hebei, Henan, Hubei and Hunan in turn.

Except for Hunan, the other three provinces can be described as flat. If you really have to rush at full speed, it is easier to walk from Fuzhou to Qiandong.

After Chen Chong and the others left Fuzhou, they began to feel the malice from nature as soon as they entered the Jiangxi territory.

Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains

Mountains, mountains, mountains, mountains

Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains Mountains

Some people say that there are 100,000 mountains in Guizhong. Chen Chong didn’t believe it before, but now he realizes that this statement is conservative.

It took only two days for the two of them to change horses and not replace people. For the remaining ten days, they all circled around the mountains.

Walking on the mountain road is not painful, but the pain is getting lost. If it weren't for meeting the tea merchant who was on the way, Chen Chong even suspected that he would die in the mountains.

The moment he stepped into the territory of Liping Prefecture, Chen Chong and A Ke hugged each other and cried, leaving tears that had survived the disaster.

At this time, it was the 20th day since the two set out from Fuzhou.

Looking back on his experiences these days, Chen Chong couldn't help but sigh that Chen Jinnan also had times of being unkind!

It took more than two months to raise the army, but I naively thought I would have plenty of time.

I never expected that two months were so short.

If we count the time to Kunming, it would be amazing to be able to make a round trip in 60 days.

After spending another whole day, the two of them, led by their guide, found the Bawan Mountain Wahuang Ridge.

The Wahuang Ridge is not high, and it looks only a hundred feet long, but there are several Dong villages at the foot of the Wahuang Ridge.

These Dong villages are built on the mountain, and guard the roads that are convenient for the mountain to go up and down. This strange pattern made Chen Chong feel something wrong in an instant.

These villages are arranged in all directions, just like guarding the Wahuang Ridge. In the dense forests on the Wahuang Ridge, most of them are the holy altars of the Dragon Sect.

After confirming this, Chen Chong took A Ke to the village.

Dong people are just as xenophobic as other young people. These copycats are located very remote and there are almost no outsiders visiting them.

It is not easy to lurk in the Dong village, but according to the guide, someone comes to the village every ten days and half a month.

Such people are either peddlers who travel around the countryside and sell needles or peddlers who come to the mountains to receive goods.

Only these two kinds of people are interested in coming to such remote areas, and only these people will not resist.

Chen Chong and A Ke were wearing coarse indigo clothes, one carrying a peddler's load and the other holding a small green donkey. The donkey was carrying two large bulging pieces. At first glance, they didn't know what kind of goods it was.

Both of them were disguised. Although they could not reach the level of disguise, they looked much darker than usual.

Fortunately, the guide invited him early, so Chen Chong had time to buy this wealth in Liping Mansion, otherwise he would not be able to serve as a vendor.

The two of them walked towards the village with wave drums. The sound of the drums not only attracted business, but also reminded the Dong people of their own arrival so as not to get into unnecessary trouble.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the village, a whistle came from the top of my head, and then a man in a short jacket slipped down from the tree like a monkey.

Only then did Chen Chong realize that there were two guard posts hidden on the two big trees surrounded by one person at the entrance of the village.

The sentry is hidden among the branches of the tree, covered by dense leaves. If you don’t pay attention to it, it will be impossible to notice it.

The man pulled out the short knife from his waist, looked at Chen Chong vigilantly, and said a few words.

Chen Chong didn't understand a word, but looking at the other party's expression, he was mostly scolding him.

His face was filled with smiles, he changed the load on his left shoulder to his right shoulder, then twisted the rattle, pointed to his ear, and waved his hand again.

This action is easy to understand. The man seemed to understand it. He looked at Chen Chong's burden, then looked at the green donkey that A Ke was holding, turned his head and said a few words to his companions on the tree.

After the man under the tree finished speaking, the sentry on the tree did not answer. With a few horns of different lengths, Chen Chong's heart also hangs.

He was not afraid of taking action, but was afraid that he would not explain to Long'er after taking action.

What if the leader of the Shenlong Sect also serves as the leader of the Dongmin village, wouldn’t he beating his own family?

Fortunately, the situation he was worried about did not happen. The three of them stood and waited for a quarter of an hour before a child came out.

Child?

Chen Chong looked confused and thought that no matter how unreliable it is, he can't have children, right?

Is it difficult to have an old man who knows how to talk about the official language?

At this moment, the child asked in stiff Chinese, "What are you doing?"

Know Chinese!

That's no objection.

Chen Chong cheered up and laughed: "Little brother, we sell goods, and we also collect some good medicine and skins."

The child did not continue to ask, but came up alertly, opened Chen Chong's peddler's peddler's stolen house, and looked at the things inside.

The goods in Chen Chong's load were not rich, they were all needles, colored threads, small mirrors, rouge and powder, small pieces of silk cloth, etc.

He thought it very clearly when purchasing that the mountains are inconvenient for transportation, so if you sell something small in size and high added value, you have to sell something.

Most of these things are used by women, and young men buy them for their favorite girls, so they are willing to spend money...

Something is wrong!

Why do you always think about making money?

Could it be that I am afraid of being poor?

Just as he was touching his chin and thinking about it, the child also checked the peddler's burden: "That's all? What else do you have?"

Chen Chong was shocked and took off the large tart cloth bag from the donkey's back and took out a small cloth bag from it.

The cloth bag was about the length of an arm, and the mouth was tied tightly with a hemp rope. He opened the cloth bag and grabbed it, and said with a smile: "Then it's salt, the best fine salt."

When the child saw the fine salt as snow, his eyes suddenly shone and he asked, "What is the price of this salt?"

Seeing that the child was jealous, Chen Chong had an idea after a change of mind.

He tied the cloth bag and threw it to the child, and said generously: "You can find a place to live. I will give you a bag of salt. You can't ask for money in the place to live, but you have to be clean."

The child took the salt bag and nodded repeatedly, then continued to ask: "What is the price of this fine salt?"

Chen Chong had already inquired about the price, so he stretched out a finger.

"10 people per pound?"

Looking at the surprised child, Chen Chong despised: "One bag, one hundred documents!"

The child weighed the bag in his hand and said that there were at least five kilograms of salt. This pound was only 20 yuan. Although it was a little expensive, it was actually not unacceptable to add the cloth bag containing salt.

So he nodded and said, "Yes, come with me!"

After saying that, the child waved his hand to the top of his head, and several horns of varying lengths rang out.

Chen Chong carried the load and followed the child to the village, shaking the rattle in his hands.

After a while, countless big girls, little wives, old women, little children gathered around.

Seeing that the crowd was almost around, Chen Chong and the child muttered a few words, probably because he was taking medicine and fur.

The child did not refuse, so he first spoke in local dialect and whispered a few words to the aunts.

Immediately afterwards, the people around Chen Chong suddenly dispersed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"What's going on?"

Chen Chong clenched his nose and asked with a question: "Why did you run away?"

The child said concisely: "In autumn, there are many wild animals. When I go home to get the medicinal herbs and skins, I'm afraid you will run away."
Chapter completed!