The rising sun spread golden light into the inn through the clouds without hesitation. The busy people, livestock and houses were as if they were plated with a thin golden light.

Early morning is the most lively time period for the town and inn. The animals fed the fodder early were taken out of the animal house in turn, gently put on the shaft of the carriage, and valuable goods were loaded onto the carriage. Yishanxiang's caravan was making preparations before departure.

"Young man!"

Manager Chun, who was checking for mistakes, saw Li Xiaobai and immediately bowed.

However, he was good at observing his face and color and vaguely felt that the young man seemed to be different from yesterday. He could not tell what was different.

Li Xiaobai keenly noticed that the other party's expression and reaction were somewhat strange, which was completely different from Manager Chun's ability to observe faces and colors. It was not only based on vision and hearing, but also more like an intuition, even if the other party was not in his sight.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

He lowered his head and looked at himself, but he did not find any dust stains on his clothes, and there was not even a trace of obvious wrinkles.

"Uh! None!"

Manager Chun, who was afraid of causing misunderstanding, quickly shook his head and waved his hand.

"Oh! That's good!"

Li Xiaobai smiled and bowed, turned around and walked towards the convoy, looking for a seat.

Looking at the back as he walked away, Manager Chun suddenly realized a little enlightenment. Yesterday he was like a young man next door, kind and graceful, but today he had an inexplicable sense of being outspoken, just like those immortal monks, indifferent and looking down on the people.

Since Master Zhidu joined the caravan, Li Xiaobai's common saying of "The Legend of White Snake" had to be paused, because the following jokes are not suitable for Buddhism, and pointing at the monk to scold the bald donkey. Even if Master Zhidu doesn't care, it is always an ungrateful thing.

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The Geng caravan of Yishanxiang Trading, loaded with goods, gradually entered the Dahuangling Mountains where Fenglang Road and Guanhua Road intersected.

The hazy and undulating mountains ahead are not a Feng Shui treasure land, because they are far away from the two towns under their jurisdiction, and are not as numerous as the border. In this poor mountain and bad water, some illegal people are inevitably present.

There are often many dangerous places among the mountains and mountains, and these places have become the nests of these bandits.

Whether it is Fenglang Dao or Guan Hua Dao, they are powerless to the bandits here.

If there are fewer soldiers to encircle and suppress them, they will most likely be attacked by bandits. If there are too many people, they will be like sank to the sea and will be easily defeated by them. They have to let these lawless people entrench the mountains and wait for an opportunity to rob the passing merchants.

Dahuangling, a radius of hundreds of miles, became a two-way area. Most of the time, those who could safely travel through the two places were either army or caravans that were relied on their own strength.

The civilians of a single business often choose to go around 330 miles more and travel back and forth from Jianai City. Although it will take half a month longer, it will be much safer.

Only those who are confused or lucky in the Dahuangling bandits will be greedy for the shortcuts and rashly enter the Dahuangling mountainous area where bandits are full of bandits.

Whether you will suffer disaster is completely left to fate.

Only God knows whether he will save his life.

This is not the first time that Manager Chun led a team to Dahuangling, he shouted in front of the mountain pass.

"Put all the flags of Yi Shanxiang and be wary. Those guys in the hands of the mountain kings are not vegetarians. Guards, yell at the horns!"

Red flags with black and white characters in the letters of Yi were inserted at the highest point of the truck pile, and gently blew with the breeze that blew from time to time.

Walking on the ordinary official road, Yi Shanxiang's caravans rarely take the initiative to put forward the banner. Too high-profile is not conducive to long-term business that makes peace and wealth, and it is easy to cause unnecessary trouble and gaze.

But now, the banner is shown to prevent unnecessary conflicts and misunderstandings.

In order to ensure smooth business traffic, Yi Shanxiang pays a generous "toll" every year to help all kinds of heroes and heroes.

Green Forest Road has the rules of Green Forest Road. If you follow the rules, you will naturally bring wealth through harmony.

"All the worlds are brothers!"

"Rely on parents at home and friends outside!"

"The word "righteousness" comes first, harmony brings wealth!"

The guards in groups of three or three began to shout together, and the voices reached the mountains on both sides of the road, echoing among the mountains.

This horn is very particular, and the voice must be honest and peaceful, neither humble nor arrogant, otherwise it will be a demonstration to the bandits in the mountains, or tell them that the caravan is a group of trembling soft-legged crabs.

No matter which one is, it will cause a fight. Once the bandits are ill-minded, they will not care about what kind of righteousness or badness or goodness or goodness are, and they will take it first.

Even though they knew that the caravan had made good relationships with all the mountain kings along the way, the guys and coachmen in the team still secretly broke into a cold sweat.

When Ping An leaves Dahuangling, the manager often prepares more than a dozen tables for them to drink, and then sets off after noon the next day after drinking it.

When the caravan officially stepped into the territory of Dahuangling, Manager Chun no longer accompanied Li Xiaobai and Master Zhidu. He came to the front of the team and led the team himself.

Due to the rampant bandits, there have been fewer travelers and merchants. The official roads that penetrated the mountains with winding terrain were covered with various unknown weeds.

The drainage ditches on both sides of the road have long been silted and filled. Only by chance can some traces of the past be found. Perhaps it will not take long, and these traces will be completely concealed by the flowing water and soil over time.

The prosperous plants and trees put the mountains on a layer of green clothes, clusters of wild fruits hang in the depths of the bushes, and birds sing happily. From time to time, you can see wild boars and wild deer. If there weren't bandits here, it would be easy for people to think that this original natural scenery is like a quiet and peaceful paradise.

From time to time, you can see residual mud and stone stacked after the collapse of the mountain on the roadside. Whenever the caravan encounters such a place, they will always stop to do some cleaning and cleaning to facilitate the passage of the convoy and the latecomers.

In fact, it was not only Yi Shanxiang's caravan that did this, but even the bandits would take the initiative to undertake some superficial road maintenance, which made this official road that had to be abandoned by the Dawu Dynasty government not erased from the mountains by nature and time. If there was no road, there would naturally be no fat sheep to start. The road in Dahuangling could barely maintain it.

After walking for about an hour, Manager Chun suddenly jumped out of the cart, carried a bulging bag, and walked to the side of the road with a heavy cloth bag, and put the lanyard on a crooked tree's lanyard.

Huh? What are you doing?

Li Xiaobai looked around and saw that there was no village in front of him or a shop behind him. He hung a pocket on the tree. Is it a sacrifice to worship the mountain god?

As soon as his attention was put on the pocket, the keen feeling that appeared inexplicably after getting up a few days ago was activated again, and he vaguely heard a crisp rubbing sound from the swaying bag, which seemed to be filled with silver coins.

Then I suddenly realized that it was just buying money.

"The hero in the mountains! Yishan Xiang Geng's caravan is polite here!"

Manager Chun clasped his fists in the mountains.

Since entering Dahuangling, his words and actions have become more rash, as if he is the same as the green forests that are proud of the mountains among these mountains.

"Yi Shanxiang's good friends are all the way!"

A sharp sound came from afar from the lush forests.

Someone had already set his sights on the Geng caravan. If it weren't for the "tribute" that the Chun-manager was in charge of the rules, one would seek wealth and the other would seek peace, and each would obtain needs, avoiding a disaster of war.

Manager Chun breathed a sigh of relief, this was a good start.

"Erlang Mountain is a little uneasy in front of you, good friends should be careful!"

Just as he calmed down, another sound came from the forest, and Chunbo's face changed immediately.

This is a warning, which means that an unexpected accident or even danger occurred in Erlang Mountain ahead.

"Thank you for your reminder!"

As bandits, such reminders are like destroying the platform of the same person. Therefore, this kind of favor is precious, otherwise the caravan might fall into danger in ignorance.

Manager Chun, who was very grateful for this, brought another bag of money to hang it on the branch to express his gratitude.

The leader of the caravan's guard said to Chunbo, who looked gloomy and gloomy, "Master Chun, do we still have to move forward?"

He also heard the warning from the bandits here, and the caravan's situation began to become dangerous.

The guys and the coachmen began to feel uneasy. They were not like those guards who could still pick up guys to fight with bandits. Even though they had weapons in their hands, they were still no different from the chickens and sheep to be slaughtered in front of the bandits who were licking blood at the tip of the knife. Fighting to the death is completely different from the two concepts.

"Let me think about it."

The caravan suddenly fell into a dilemma, and Manager Chun soon saw sweat on his forehead.

The leader of the guard suddenly looked at the direction where Li Xiaobai was, lowered his voice and said, "I have an idea. Why don't you lend me some snake demon? If you have the snake demon to protect you, you don't have to care about any kind of bandit or robber."

There is a green snake demon next to Li Xiaobai, and now everyone knows it in the caravan.

Many people were surprised and still had some fear at first, but for several days, the little green snake either stayed in the cart to bask in the sun or hid in the wallet around Mr. Li's waist. It neither ate nor bite people, and it kept calm, making those who were originally worried about the monsters gradually relieved.

Perhaps because Mr. Li was properly trained, the green snake demon had already cultivated his body and was able to be content with his own character.

Who would have thought that this witch had swallowed a living person not long ago? If Li Xiaobai hadn't been angry, she might have the appetite to eat ten or eight more.

Since the beginning of the world, monsters have never had the truth that they do not eat people.

What Li Xiaobai is sure is that Qingyao must have grown up with vegetarian buns.
Chapter completed!