Lanke Chess Edge

"Clatter...crash..."

The heavy rain showed no signs of easing up in the middle of the night, and the hill where the three foxes were located was about a mile away from the desolate post.

Although the rain affected the visibility, with the eyesight of the three vixens, they could still vaguely see a little fire and smoke from the barren post.

"I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off! We were driven away by a group of mortals!"

"Hey... that dead old man grabbed my tail, almost, almost... scared me to death..."

The fox on the left was terrified, and the old Lutou almost slashed it with the knife just now. Given the vicious images of the traveling traders just now, if he was slashed, he would definitely be hacked to death.

"Hmph, I blame you two cowards, but you are just a group of mortals, so what if you are a bit fierce, you can easily kill them all with the body of a fox, but you all panicked, I really..."

"Boom... Ka..."

Lightning struck a big tree near the hill.

"Ah..." "Ah..." "Ah..."

The three fur foxes screamed and fled in three directions.

Inside the barren post, after a lot of fighting before, everyone was tired, but the problem of rest is now even more sloppy, so the number of night watchmen has increased a lot.

Half of the traveling merchants kept watch at night and the rest rested, while Yin Qing and the others slept in pairs alternately. Although the traveling merchants told them to watch over them even though they slept, the scholars had grown a little after all. After all, the heart of defense is indispensable.

When Lei Yusheng woke up in the morning, there was no sound of rain outside.

"woke up?"

Yin Qing rubbed his eyes and yawned and asked a question. He stood up and moved his hands and feet. Lin Xinjie who was sitting next to him was still sleeping soundly on the low table.

Lei Yusheng looked at Mo Xiu who was next to him. Yin Qing and Lin Xinjie should have woken him and Mo Xiu in the middle of the night to replace the vigil, but according to the current situation, Yin Qing and Lin Xinjie had guarded all night, or the big Yin Qing was alone in the middle of the night.

"Yin Qing, you haven't slept yet?"

Yin Qing moved her arms and smiled back.

"I'm in better spirits, it doesn't matter if I sleep less."

"That's right, Mr. Yin also gave us lectures at night, about the customs and customs of other places. He is in good spirits, and his knowledge is also top-notch!"

"Yes, indeed learned." "Young and promising."

A traveler who had already got up said something cheerfully to Lei Yusheng, and some people around him echoed him.

As more people got up, the commotion became louder. Lin Xinjie and Moxiu were also woken up, and the whole barren post began to be lively again.

Old Lutou picked out some fine firewood and threw it into the charcoal fire pile and blew a few times, then rekindled the fire with the remaining coals, then set up the pot and started to prepare breakfast.

Together with the four scholars, each of them had a bowl of corn porridge with a mantou heated by the fire, and a small spoonful of pickles.

Even Lei Yusheng and Lin Xinjie, who are used to fine food, ate with gusto, praising the peddlers for their craftsmanship.

After everyone had packed up, a group of nearly twenty people finally came out of the barren post with baskets and bookcases on their backs.

After the rain in the mountains, it seems to have been purified, the air is fresh and sunny, and it is refreshing to take a few deep breaths outside.

"Let's go, let's go together, Datong Mountain will only take two days to pass, and some scholars will come with us, right?"

Yin Qing and the others looked at each other, and Mo Xiu asked a straightforward question.

"Two days? I heard it will take seven or eight days."

"Hahaha, it was twisting and turning along the post road in the mountains. We have our own familiar road. It is difficult to walk but the distance is much shorter. Many of the silk fabrics in Wanzhou in the early years were made by people like us. How could it make any sense to carry it around in a basket on its back!"

I have already met a vixen in this mountain, and Yin Qing and the others didn't dare to go by themselves. Hearing the old Lutou's suggestion, he naturally agreed immediately.

A group of people walked along the post road for about half an hour, and stopped following the winding direction of the post road. Instead, they went straight up the mountain peak, and the old Lutou led the branch to another direction.

To be honest, except for Yin Qing, the other three of the four scholars seemed very cumbersome at this time, even Mo Xiu, who was not born in a wealthy family, was the same.

So later, some traveling merchants simply put a few not-so-heavy bookcases on their back baskets, and then helped them from time to time, so that a few scholars persisted.

In other words, Yin Qing didn't let anyone help him from the beginning to the end, and he can maintain good physical strength to keep up with the pace of the merchants, which also made all the men even more impressive.

"Huh...huh...huh...finally passed Huanggou Ridge!"

After climbing over a mountain, the old Lutou, the leader of the team, was also out of breath. Because of the fresh rain last night, the air was fresh and fresh, but his feet were also muddy. Even if he found a place with a lot of rocks, it took more energy than usual .

Looking at the ones behind, they all looked tired, and those few scholars were panting like bellows with a hole in them.

"Everyone, let's have a rest. You are not allowed to go far. Even if you relieve yourself, someone must accompany you!"

"Okay." "Oh, rest."

"It's a rest..." "It's going to fall apart..."

Some people laughed and some complained, and they all sat down in a dry place nearby.

A crow flew by, making a cry of "Ah...ah...".

Lin Xinjie subconsciously muttered.

"Uncle Lu, the crow is unlucky, isn't it?"

The man next to him drinking water from a bamboo tube was also happy when he heard this.

"Hahahaha...You scholar, don't many of you scholars not believe this? There are too many birds and beasts in the mountains, and if you hear a crow, you will be trembling, so why don't you go? Woolen cloth!"

"That's right." "This scholar..."

Hearing other people making fun of him, Yin Qing regained his energy immediately.

"Uncle, have you ever heard the roar of a tiger? What kind of sound, were you afraid at the time? A friend of mine often heard the roar and said that every time he was scared to death, is it true?"

A few traveling merchants nearby looked at Yin Qing strangely, and the person being asked asked back curiously.

"Your friend often listens to the roar of tigers, so is he alive or dead? How dare you!"

"Hahahaha he is the only one who is brave? He is the least courageous!"

Thinking of Hu Yun's cowardly behavior, Yin Qing couldn't help laughing. The old turtle had told him before that the fox was frightened by him.

"I heard from my friend that the sound of the roar of the tiger he heard could be heard for ten miles, and all the birds and beasts in the mountains were running away. Uncle, please tell me about the roar of the tiger you heard!"

As soon as Yin Qing said that, others felt that his friend was bragging.

"The tiger's cry is indeed scary, but it's not that exaggerated. Even with a dozen of us traveling traders, even if we meet the tiger face to face, most of the animals would not dare to harm people. The knife song is not just for singing."

"Yes, in fact, we heard the roar of a big insect at that time, and we told the hunters after we went down the mountain. During the next day, more than 20 hunters took their guys up the mountain to lay traps."

Mo Xiu said in a daze, "Do you want to die for the sake of skin?"

Old Lu smiled and shook his head.

"At that time, the big worm must have wandered over from other mountains. There was no way. It was too close to the two villages over there. It wasn't that the hunter wanted the skin, but that the whole family lived at the foot of the mountain, so I couldn't let it go!"

"Then did the big bug catch it in the end?"

Lei Yusheng was also curious.

"At that time we had already left on our way, and it was several months later when we went there again. It is said that we didn't catch the big bug. The surrounding villages finally raised money to build a temple of earth, and we went to the Temple of the City God to beg the City God. Miao Zhu helped preside over the ceremony and invited a land master back, let me tell you, it really works..."

This is also an interesting story, a few scholars listened to it with gusto, and it was the first time for a few young people who had joined the traveling merchant team for a short time to hear it.

Yin Qing was listening, when suddenly he felt an itchy neck, turned his head and saw a paper crane was landing on his shoulder and pecking at him with a small paper beak.

Seeing the paper crane, Yin Qing's face became happy, he stretched out his hands to cover his shoulders, and said in a low voice.

"Little paper crane, is Mr. Ji here?"

After thinking about it, he said again.

"One time it came, but two times it didn't come."

Zhihe tilted his head to look at Yin Qing, and pecked three times on the hand that was covering him.

Yin Qing frowned, and then asked a question tentatively.

"Come and then left?"

This time the paper crane pecked again, and then flapped its wings and flew to the side of the bushes. Yin Qing saw it and hurried to follow.

"Hey Yin Qing, why are you going?"

"Relieve!"

"Then I'll go with you!"

Mo Xiu was listening to the peddler telling a story, when he saw Yin Qing running away alone, he hurriedly followed, but Yin Qing ran too fast, and he was obviously pulled away for a long time.

Of course, Yin Qing didn't care about Mo Xiu who was behind, and kept chasing the paper crane around several bushes, then turned to one side of the mountain wall, and was suddenly frightened by the things behind him, "Ah...".

A khaki monster with a hunched body covered in fur and wearing a rag jacket stood there, with paper cranes hovering above its head.

"Small, the little god has met Mr. Yin! Little, the little god is this Datong Mountain, the mountain god, Zun, Zun Xianzhang..."

"Yin Qing~~~"

When Moxiu's voice came, Yin Qing looked back, and when he turned back again, the monster who claimed to be a mountain god had disappeared.