Reverend Insanity: Section 17: Bronze relics

The once vibrant Qingmao Mountain is now frozen. Such a sudden change has long caused the attention and investigation of nearby forces. Over the past few months, the news of Qingmao Mountain's collapse has gradually spread to the distance.

"Don't think back. It hurts when I think of it." Fang Yuan sat down with a sad face on his face.

"Come, drink." When the head of the family saw Fang Yuan, he didn't want to say anything, and didn't follow up. He ordered the slaves to bring two bottles of wine.

Bai Ningbing is indifferent. She never drinks, only drinks water.

Fang Yuan patted the sealed mud directly, grunted a sip, and cried again.

The head of a hundred families was surprised: "Why a nephew, why are you crying?"

"Drinking the aristocratic liquor, it is mellow and intoxicating, and I can't help thinking of the green bamboo wine of my tribe, who once drank on Qingmao Mountain." Fang Yuan said while wiping his tears.

The booing of the old people is even greater, and many people comfort Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan's encounter resonated with them. After all, the Yuanquan of Baijia has already shown signs of depletion. If no new Yuanquan can be found, the misery of the ancient moon family is the future of their Baijia.

The family leader once again gave some consolation, so he persuaded Fang Yuan to stop his tears.

"Which home is ruined, which one ca n’t be sad? I can understand the mood of the nephew. But as long as someone is there, there is hope. Do n’t be sad, nephew, I believe that within a few days, you can meet with the people Now. "Bai Moxing tentatively said.

Fang Yuanzuo didn't understand it, wiped his tears, and replied casually: "Yeah, it should be a few days."

Hearing this answer, Baimohang and the head of the Bai family couldn't help looking at each other quickly.

After the banquet, the head of the Bai family called Bai Moxing and talked secretly.

"Matriarch, the situation is not good. The ancient moon cottage was broken. Why do these remnants deliberately come to Baigushan? It is likely to be seizing this site. Should we start to be strong?" Bai Moxing His face was worried and authentic.

"Hehehe." The patriarch of Baijia laughed lightly.

Bai Mo Xing Weileng: "Why do the chiefs laugh?"

The matriarch narrowed her eyes, soothing: "Mo hangjia is old and calm, this is a pros and cons. As long as it works well, it can save us a lot of work."

Because of this reminder, Baimoxing suddenly thought about it.

Nothing wrong!

Yuanquan of Baijia has been used up for many years, and it is almost exhausted. You need to find a new Yuanquan as soon as possible. This time, in the name of hunting, you are actually looking for a suitable spring eye on Baigu Mountain.

Hundreds of teams have just arrived, but haven't discovered anything yet. But Gu Yue's remnants traveled long distances. If they came to Baigu Mountain, they must know what information.

It can be speculated that the Guyue family must have information about the location of Yuanquan.

The head of the Bai family saw the change of Bai Moxing's expression, and continued, "It seems that you also thought about it. In fact, all the mountains and rivers are places where the vitality gathers, and there will always be Yuanquan. The exact location is not simple. It requires a lot of manpower and material resources. "

"There are Fang family, Liao family, and Fan family around our 100 families. They are powerful families who have always checked and balanced each other. If the exhaustion of our 100 Yuanyuan springs spreads, I'm afraid they will provoke them. Come to them at the risk of danger and down the rocks. So we previously discussed that we should secretly find the location of Yuanquan, this time also under the guise of 'hunting.' However, in this way, when doing things, we are boundless and exploring Yuanquan. It will consume more manpower and material resources. "

At this point, the head of the hundred families stopped talking and worried.

Bai Moxing continued: "So, patriarch, do you want to get information about Yuanquan's location directly from Gu Yue's house?"

"That's right." The head of the Bai family nodded, his eyes glowed with light, "The patriarchs and family members of the ancient moon family must not be able to deal with it, but who told the two teenagers to fall into our hands? This is godsend. Great opportunity! "

Bai Moxing frowned: "However, I do n’t think the two boys are stupid. The girl was a hard-hearted diehard at first glance. Although the boy was a little weaker, he didn't get frightened and was quiet. The first time I met, there was no panic when surrounded by us. I'm afraid it's not easy to pry open their mouths.

The head of the Hundreds of families cried out: "If you don't have this kind of ambition, how do you deserve to be the young master of this family? These two teenagers are very good. If they are not good, then I have to doubt their identity."

Bai Moxing also said: "So the patriarch, you have to think twice. If they are tortured, they may not be subdued. They have left traces along the way, and the ancient Yue remnants will soon arrive. These people are all standard Desperate and desperate. "

Hundreds of family members waved slightly: "Don't worry about this, I already have a plan."

"Oh? I want to hear the details."

Hundreds of families have spoken in detail, Bai Moxing's muddy old eyes are getting brighter.

After saying this, the Baimoxing could not help but praise: "This is a great plan! I think that the ancient Moon Founder is indeed a family with a heart, and tears twice during the seat, but he is in a temper. It's a young man, the patriarch, if you set this game down, it's like putting honey in front of the bear, and putting the carrot on the nose of the young rabbit. Don't worry, he won't hook. "

...

A corner of Fang Yuanzhang's curtain.

Night is late. But this temporary camp in Baijia was brightly lit.

The tents are scattered, and at intervals, there will be iron torches. From time to time there are patrol squadrons.

"Fang Zheng, is there anything wrong?" Fang Yuan just opened his tent, and the two guards at the door came immediately.

Fang Yuan deliberately made a wine drink: "Drinking a lot of wine during the meal, where can I make it easier?"

"Son, please. You are a noble guest of my clan. The clan chief has arranged a convenient place less than thirty steps." One of the guards said immediately.

"You give me a direction. I don't like anyone nearby when I'm convenient." Fang Yuan waved.

"Don't dare to disobey the order of the son, the chalet is there." The guard pointed, and bowed back.

Fang Yuan went to the wooden house. After peeing, he pretended to be drunk and hazy, and deliberately went in the wrong direction. Before it was twenty steps away, several patrolling puppeteers came at once: "The guest has gone in the wrong direction, and your camp is over there."

"Is that so? How do I remember it over there." Fang Yuan sipped a wine booze.

"Please, please, here." The false smile on the face of the Master Baijia showed a kind of toughness.

Fang Yuan was brought back to the camp by these people.

Light up in the camp.

Each side has two beds on each side. Bai Ningbing was sitting on the bed in front of the table, practicing spiritual practice, and consuming real dollars to wash away the tricks.

When Fang Yuan came in, she opened her eyes and asked with her eyes.

Fang Yuan glanced at her and fell to the bed: "Ning Bing, you should go to bed earlier. These days have worn you out, and it won't be long before you can join the clan."

The more he talked, the more confused he said. At the end, he had closed his eyes, and only had his breath, as if he had fallen asleep.

Bai Ningbing's pupils narrowed slightly.

She knows that Fang Yuan must be acting, and she deliberately said this to prevent tapeworms overheard. It was convenient for him to go out just now, and he came back so soon, which also shows that the defense is so strict that it is impossible to sneak away at night.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help secretly worrying.

Although he is a three-turn culprit, his maggots are not good, resulting in insufficient combat power.

In this camp, the head of the Bai family is a four-turn master, and there are five or three three-turn masters, and a large number of two-turn masters.

"Man-made sword but I'm fish" is what it is today. Although Baijiazhai is a righteous camp, it is a man-made fortune and a bird for food. Once the benefits are huge, it will definitely kill people.

Bai Ningbing knows that almost all the tapeworms in Fang Yuan are fine. Especially Tianyuan Baolian and Blood Skull Crest, once exposed, they will surely attract the puppets of hundreds of teachers.

The reason why they did n’t do it directly now is because Fang Yuan yanked the tiger skin and used the non-existent Guyue people to temporarily deceive them.

A few days later, they will not see the arrival of the ancient Yue tribe, and they will certainly have doubts. By then, Fang Bai and the others had no way out, and the situation was quite dangerous.

"How to break the game?" Bai Ningbing frowned slightly, looking at the opposite Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan has been lying on his side, turning his back to her, listening to the sound of his breathing, smooth and even, it seems that he really fell asleep.

"You're so sleepy!" Bai Ning hummed coldly, with a slight annoyance in her heart, but helpless.

...

The next day.

Wind and sunshine, sunny.

Three beeps, the head of the Hundred Clan summoned the people.

"Our 100 annual hunting contests, for seven consecutive days from today, are your time to show your strength. According to the convention, those who have won the ranking have a great reward! Next, show your Be brave. "

With a wave of the hands of the 100 clan leaders, the walled door was opened, and the long-awaited puppet masters swarmed out impatiently.

After a while, I merged into the mountains and forests and disappeared.

The entire camp, which was still crowded, suddenly seemed spacious and empty.

"Nie Fang Zhengxian, how did you sleep well last night?" The head of the Bai family turned back and smiled at each other.

Fang Yuan gave a handy gift: "Thank you for the hospitality of the patriarch. The junior fell asleep as soon as he lay down last night. It was already dawn when he woke up."

"Hahaha." The head of the Bai family smiled, patted Fang Yuan's shoulders, a kind gesture, "Will a nephew want to participate in my hunting contest? Let's take a look at the ancient male Heroic! "

Fang Yuan was embarrassed and shoved: "Ashamed! The junior was badly injured not long ago. He was trained to fall from the third turn. He was rescued by the clan and got his life, but now there is only one turn of the middle order." /

In fact, it's not necessary for Fang Yuan to say that the scent of his body is clear at a glance.

"You do n’t have to worry about this nephew. As a noble guest of my clan, naturally you have preferential treatment. So, as long as the nephew can hunt an adult black bear, then this bronze relic is your reward." Bai The head of the family patted his hands gently, and a puppet beside him offered a treasure, spreading his palms, showing a finger-sized, ball-shaped puppet.

Fang Yuan looked at the puppet with a sneer in his heart, but a eager expression in his eyes: "That junior would be more respectful than obedience." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature Registered members recommend this work, and your support is my biggest motivation.)