The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

"Everyone, it's been a long time."

Chen Xuan smiled hoarsely, looked at Zheng Taolun suddenly, chuckled, and said: "Brother Zheng, I haven't seen you for many years, and the problem of gossiping behind his back must be changed. It's nothing to meet a talkative old man like this, but if If you meet other seniors in the future, be careful to be shocked to death by someone's palm!"

Zheng Taolun was frightened and angry, and looked at Chen Xuan.

This Han Yutian is threatening him?

He put on a smile, and said: "Okay, thank you Brother Han for reminding me, I'm awake."

"Brother Han, Brother Zheng, let's rediscuss the plan now and get ready to go."

Situ Qing laughed.

"it is good."

Chen Xuan smiled and nodded.

Next, Situ Qing took out an animal skin map, which marked the names of various places and dangerous roads, and a group of people discussed again here.

Half an hour later, there was no loophole in the plan.

A group of people with fluttering gowns got up and left.

...

noon.

The sun is shining brightly, the ice and snow are melting, and the temperature is rising.

A scorching hot breath emanated from the dense old forest, and waves of gray miasma also surged up.

The southern border is barren and boundless. Most of them are poisonous pools and miasmas, and monsters are rampant. Most people in the Central Plains are unwilling to get in touch with them, unless some black-listed demons have nowhere to go. Go to the western desert.

There are rumors that the depths of southern border are full of strange people and strange men, who can resist poisonous insects and monsters, and master all kinds of extraordinary powers. disdain and contempt.

At this moment, a group of chariots and horses moved slowly from the old forest in southern Xinjiang, and the tinkling of bells echoed for several miles.

There are about 30 people in the horse team, wearing strange clothes, dark complexion, chapped lips, wearing various hats, and colorful decorations on their bodies. Some have poisonous snakes around their necks, some have centipedes crawling on their ears, and others with spiders coiled around his shoulders...

Walking all the way, passing through the miasma, without any hindrance.

At the front of the horse team were four middle-aged men dressed from the Central Plains. They were extremely hot along the way, their lips were dry, their eyes were dark red and bloodshot, and they kept flapping their palms.

"Damn it, the sun is as hot as it says it is. It's really dry after walking this way."

'Quick knife' said Qi Laoliu.

"Isn't it? This southern border is really not a place where people live. If we hadn't offended so many forces, I wouldn't have fled into southern border and suffered such a crime."

Beside him, 'Shadowless Sword' Zhou Bucheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"Both of you, it's better not to complain. In case someone hears it, you will have good fruit to eat."

A person next to him whispered a warning.

"What are you afraid of? We don't understand what they say, and they don't even try to understand what we say."

Qi Laoliu sneered.

"Not necessarily. Priest Shao has learned a lot of Mandarin recently, so be careful."

The man next to him whispered.

Qi Laoliu's heart froze, he looked back, his heart was pounding, and he didn't dare to say more.

After walking for a while, the sun became more poisonous.

Everyone's lips were even drier, the water source they carried with them had already been used up, and even the horses were exhausted.

Qi Laoliu suddenly turned his horse's head, came to the raised high rattan chair in the middle of the team, and said with a strange Nanjiang dialect with a flattering smile: "Your sacrifice, the brothers are all tired and thirsty during this journey. , there is a tea shed ahead, why don't we go there to rest."

"can!"

The young priest spoke hoarsely in broken Central Plains Mandarin.

Qi Laoliu's face froze.

Did you really learn Mandarin?

His grandma's.

He smiled mischievously, turned the horse's head again, and walked to the front of the team.

This place is only [-] miles away from Dagan Heixuan City, and the tea shed ahead is opened by the people of Dagan, so it is convenient to settle down.

A group of people was mighty, and soon came to the tea shed, and got off their horses one after another.

"Little Er, serve tea!"

Qi Laoliu strode over and shouted.

"coming."

With a shout, Situ Qing, who was dressed as a servant, walked over with a big teapot in his hands and a smile on his face.

"Strange, where is Wu Dabao? Why did the teahouse change staff?"

Qi Laoliu frowned.

"This old man, not only has the buddy changed, but our shopkeeper has also changed. Wu Dabao's family has something to do, so he sold the teahouse to our shopkeeper."

Situ Qing laughed.

"is it?"

Qi Laoliu looked suspiciously into the hall.

Behind the counter, a middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, smiling, was recording the account book.

Qi Laoliu only took one look, then looked away, walked into the hall, took a seat first, wiped the benches carefully, and beckoned the young priest to come in with a flattering smile.

Others also entered the teahouse one after another.

But there were too many of them, it was difficult to sit down in the teahouse.

Qi Laoliu frowned, looked left and right, came to a black-robed man in the corner, slapped his palm on the table, and said indifferently: "Friend, we need less priests for this position, do you have any objection?"

He has a bad look on his face.