Trainer: I Build My Home on the Back of Xuanwu

Most of them are strong and strong. This is because they have been walking around all year round, and their bodies have been trained to a certain extent.

There is another part of the reason, the weak people can not be a businessman.

If someone in the team is sick and injured, then he will be left in the next big city or tribe, and he is not allowed to continue to drag the caravan with him.

These people were all wrapped in bulging animal skins, which contained fierce animal skins and bones.

These are purchased from some tribes and are going to be shipped to the big city, which can be sold for a high price.

This is the wandering merchant, walking in various tribes and big cities, and earning the difference by buying and selling.

"It's getting dark, go ahead and see if you can find a cave for the night." Vargan said with a serious face.

He is the captain of this wasteland caravan, and their boss, a sixth-order powerhouse.

Due to the fact that he often eats and sleeps in the open air, his exposed skin is already dry and cracked.

"There is still time for a bonfire, and it will be dark soon." Das looked solemn.

He is the second-in-command of the wasteland caravan, that is, the vice-captain, and his strength is already the peak of the fifth-order.

"You must find a place to spend the night, so hurry up." Vargan roared back.

"Yes." There was a sparse response from the team.

They are all very tired, and they have to work hard even in the daytime, otherwise they will easily encounter danger without knowing it.

Das also urged: "If you don't want to die, go quickly. You know how terrible the night in Wankulin is."

This really made the team move faster.

The dark night in Wankulin is the world of beasts and the nightmare of intruders.

"Come on, it's getting dark." Vargan felt anxious, his eyes were covered with gray, and the night was about to come.

Das's face is also sullen, this time won't be so unlucky, can't find the cave for the night before dark?

Before long, it got dark.

Vargan took a step and said with a dark face: "Everyone stop, rest in place, and build a fire for the night."

"Yes."

The caravan stopped moving forward, unloaded the animal skins, and began to rest on the spot, preparing to build a fire for the night.

The night fell, and the flames illuminated the faces of the wandering merchants.

"Something's wrong." Das looked sideways at the boss.

"You noticed it too?" Vargan asked in a deep voice.

Das nodded, looked around the darkness, and said strangely: "It's too quiet here, not like the dark night in Wankulin."

"Yeah, it's too quiet, there aren't even those annoying night devil mosquitoes around here." Vargan said puzzled.

Night Demon Mosquito is a kind of beast that only moves in the dark, and its strength is generally around the first rank.

The reason why it makes people fear and fear is because the Night Demon Mosquito is a ferocious beast that moves in groups. Every time it appears, there is a whole group, ranging from a dozen or more to hundreds or thousands.

"Captain, there is light ahead."

Suddenly, someone in the team shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

"Light?"

Vargan and Dasdu stood up abruptly and asked in unison, "Where?"

"Just up ahead, there's a lot of light."

"I saw it too, the light seemed to be on the mountain."

The wandering merchants replied.

Vargan walked into the darkness, bypassed the largest earth and stone pillar, and found a large area of ​​light not far away.

"There is really light." Das was shocked. In the Wanku Forest, the light was so suspicious.

"The light looks like a tree." Vargan's voice doubled.

Hearing this, Darth looked at it carefully, and the shape of the light in the distance really resembled the canopy of a tree.

"Do you want to go over and take a look?" Das looked at the captain hesitantly.

Vargan also hesitated, the light is unknown, and it may be dangerous to go there rashly.

He said solemnly: "Let's go and see, it may be a good place to spend the night."

The risk factor is too high to spend the night in the open air in Wankulin. If he hadn't had to, he wouldn't have done it.

"Could that be Bird City?" Das guessed.

Vargan shook his head: "It doesn't look like it, Bird City should be in the depths of Wanku Forest and will not appear here."

Their goal this time is Bird City, and they want to go there to sell all the goods and exchange them for life-saving and higher-value spiritual tools.

"Everyone get up, let's go to the place where there is light." Vargan clapped his hands and gave an order in a low voice.

In the dark night of Wankulin, speaking loudly is taboo, and it is easy to attract fierce beasts in the dark.

The desolate merchants who had just started the fire looked at each other in dismay, and they silently got up and carried the animal skin package again.

In the team, Vargan was the most powerful, followed by Darth. The two were of one mind, so the other businessmen in the team did not dare to refute.

Everyone packed their bags again, holding torches and approaching the light not far away.

Eleven or twelve minutes later, Vargan led the team to where the light was.

"The light is on the mountain, and it looks like someone lives on it." Das said after observing.

"Look for it, there should be an entrance." Vargan said.

"There's light there too."

The sharp-eyed people in the team found that there was also light on the left side, and it was on the mountain wall, spreading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

"Go, there should be the way up the mountain." Vargan's eyes lit up.

"It's better to be careful." Das should be more cautious.

He took out a map of animal skins from his arms and unfolded it under the firelight.

This is a sketch of Wankulin, which is marked with extremely dangerous locations in Wankulin, and two relatively safe routes to Asuka City.

They took one of the safe routes, but the terrain was drawn on the sketch map, and there was no mention of the hill in front of them, not to mention that there would be glowing trees on the mountain.

"You are too cautious." Vargan patted Darth on the shoulder and said.

"It's always right to be cautious, isn't it?" Das said helplessly.

Because of his prudence, how many times has he saved the caravan, doesn't the captain remember?

"Well, you're right." Vargan pouted.

Das was helpless. Knowing that the captain had made up his mind, it would be easy to fall out if he continued to persuade him.

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"Go, go and have a look." Vargan said solemnly.

With a wave of his hand, he led the team to the light behind the left.

A few minutes later, the wandering merchants came downstairs to Tianmen.

"Tianmenlou?" Das stopped in surprise.

He looked up at the huge stone gate four meters above the ground, with three large characters written on it.

"Have you heard?" Vargan asked cautiously.

"No." Das frowned and shook his head. He had never heard the name of Tianmenlou in other places.

"Who are you?" Suddenly, a question came from above their heads.

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Chapter 215

From the window of Tianmen Tower, Zan Yan peered vigilantly at the group of people below.

On the first night of entering Wankulin, I encountered people and had to be vigilant.

"We are white glazed merchants in the wasteland, attracted by the light of your land." Vargan shouted.

He judged that the person who came out in front of him was not very strong, probably around the fourth rank.

"Bai Liuli? A businessman in the wasteland?" Zan Yan frowned.

He knew that the merchants in the wasteland were a group of people who re-sold goods, and they were also a group of opportunistic people.

But the name 'Bai Liuli' sounded a little familiar, he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

"Can we go up and take a break? We can trade in your land."

Vargan patted the big package behind me.

He believed that without a big city, the tribe would reject the 'Bai Liuli' merchants in the wasteland. After all, they could bring novel goods and trade excess goods.

"Wait a moment." Zan Yan said lightly.

Xuanwu City does not accept people coming in at night, but now it has left Shengyang City.

He can't be the master, so he can only ask someone who can be the master.

"Okay." Vargan nodded.

"Will this city accept all of us in?" Das asked worriedly.

In fact, the reputation of wandering merchants is not very good.

There are many thieves who will pretend to be rogue merchants, trick some tribes into opening doors, and then enter to loot.

"Definitely, I believe no one will reject our Bai Liuli caravan." Vargan said confidently.

It took him more than ten years to establish the name of 'Bai Liuli' as a businessman in the wasteland.

Anyone who has heard of them a little will understand that they are not some kind of wasteland businessmen.

"That's right." Das nodded in agreement.

"I hope this small town on the mountain can have some good goods.

Vargan hopes for a new harvest.

In this way, you can bring some good things to Bird City, and you can exchange for better spiritual weapons.

"If you can survive in Wankulin, it is estimated that there will be many bones and skins of fierce beasts." Das said softly.

"That's right, it looks like we're going to make another profit." Vargan's eyes lit up.

There are many beasts in Wankulin, and tribes or big cities that can stand in Wankulin are generally stronger.

And such places often accumulate a large amount of animal skins and bones of fierce beasts.

These two things are used to make simple weapons and clothing in ordinary tribes and large cities.

But if you take it to Bird City, you can exchange for some spiritual tools if you have enough.

You can use the spiritual tool yourself, but you can get more benefits by trading some tribes and big cities.

"It's also fortunate that the captain has a spirit beast, otherwise it would be difficult for us to trade good things." Das's eyes flashed with envy.

The name of their 'Bai Liuli' wandering merchants is entirely supported by a spirit beast, or the main goods are produced by spirit beasts.

"The glazed beast has not been in good condition recently, and the glazed glass produced is much less."

There was a trace of worry in Vargan's eyes, and he lowered his voice: "After this operation, we have to rest for a while."

"Ah?" Das opened his mouth in surprise.

He asked in a panic, "Is the glazed beast alright?"

"It should be sick, and I have to rest for a while." Vargan said helplessly.

Their biggest foundation is the glazed glass produced by the glazed beast, which allows them to trade a large amount of spiritual tool materials in other small tribes and small cities with little knowledge.