Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 121: Fisherman

　　 Nanli City is ultimately a state city, with a lot of materials, especially for only a hundred people, so you can buy silver. After 50 taels of silver, a dozen bullock carts were collected.

　　 all the way out, the sky is broad and the clouds are low, and there are farmlands on both sides of the road. Some are grain, some are tobacco leaves, and there are rolling mountains in the distance. They are not dotted with residential buildings. Each wall has a blue and white checkered pattern, mostly hand-painted by the owner. Pei Ziyun feels Yi Shuang, remembered many things.

　　 "Well, it's been two years since I came here in a blink of an eye."

　　 I thought of waking up and fought horribly that night. I was admitted as a talent, but I heard that Ye Suer had left and had a grievance with the Sacred Prison Gate. He went to Zhoucheng to get Xie Yuan and went to ask for the decree for canonization. Now he is here again. After moving around most of the world, I felt mixed feelings for a while, and I unknowingly reached the entrance of a mountain half a mile.

　　 But the vendor drove the bullock cart and refused to do it anymore.

　　 "My son, it's not that I didn't want to go up the mountain. It's just that the mountains are really dangerous. My son, if you insist, we have to drive the cows and horses back." The vendor refused Pei Ziyun's request and refused to go up the mountain.

　　 He Qingqing listened to the vendor's words, her face a little cold: "My son, don't embarrass them, Yamanaka has long been used to misunderstandings."

　　 After He Qingqing finished speaking, his face was dim. Seeing this scene, Pei Ziyun understood and sighed: "Unload all the goods, you can go back!"

　　 Having said this, the vendor quickly said: "Thank you son, thank you son."

　　 hurriedly unloaded the bulls and horses that pulled the goods, and didn’t even need the body, so he hurried back, and only whispered when he walked far away: “This son from the mainland is really stupid. How can he get in touch with this village in the mountain? The gu worm poisonous snake in this mountain ate it."

　　 "Is the female **** appealing? Look at such a Shui Ling girl, maybe she is still in love, and see if he can live for a few days."

　　He Qingqing had no thoughts. At this time, listening to the discussion, his face changed, and he pressed the Miaodao Dao and said to Pei Ziyun: "Young Master, these guys dare to insult you, I will go up and kill them all."

　　 He Qingqing will go up after talking, Pei Ziyun summoned the little girl and said: "These people don't have to kill, I know why."

　　 Pei Ziyun looked at her softly: "I just heard you say that there was an arrangement left by my uncle on the mountain. Several times Nanli Wang joined the cottage to attack, but they all returned without success."

　　 "If this is the case, then use the economy-money, goods and food."

　　"The King Nanli not only used political bans, but also released rumors that there are countless worms and poisonous snakes in the village, and he may even deliberately create bloodsheds and conflicts. After a long time, naturally everyone will believe it, even normal exchanges and trade. They are gradually cut off-this is the reason that copycats are so difficult."

　　"From this point of view, this king of Nanli is not a mediocre master, but it is a pity that the country's decline is hard to restore." Pei Ziyun said, "Although Nanli is dead, it is returned to Greater Xuzhou County, but the rumors have been long. It has become a fact, besides, there is no King Nanli, and there are still feuding villages."

　　"So until now, this dilemma is difficult to solve."

　　 "I think this donor is thin, it's someone from some toast." Pei Ziyun smiled and frowned and taught: "You are the manager of the village, you should understand this."

　　 He Qingqing heard it, and suddenly realized that her eyes reddened suddenly: "It turned out to be like this. In fact, there was a lot of gold and silver left by the owner of the village back then, but it was difficult to get the goods with money. Even if it was bought, it was several times more expensive. ."

　　"My mother is always sad, and she took my hand when she was dying, saying that she was incompetent and defeated the master’s family business. She also said...this is the property of the young master... one day the young master will come Now, how can I explain to the young master......"

　　"It’s our incompetence, we can’t see their tricks."

　　 At this point, He Qingqing's tears burst into her eyes. Pei Ziyun listened, with a bit of sorrow in her heart, and waved her hand: "Well, life is the best thing to do. Let these trucks be shipped first!"

　　 After listening to Pei Ziyun's words, He Qingqing stopped: "Master, please wait a while, I will call the people."

　　He Qingqing put his fingers in his mouth, ringed both fingers, and blew a unique whistle. Only after a while, a big eagle flew down on the mountain, and He Qingqing reached out his hand to catch the big eagle. Catching it, touching her head, the eagle also rubbed her.

　　"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, take this cloth back and give it to the stockade." He Qingqing tied a cloth Juan to the eagle's neck, and let the eagle fly, and the eagle was heading towards the sky.

　　 After a while, I saw dozens of people walking down the mountain, and dozens of people were approaching: "Zhailor, you can be regarded as coming back. If you don't come back, the mountain will really run out of food."

　　 Pei Ziyun looked at these people. Although there were a dozen strong and strong, most of these dozens were old, weak, sick and disabled. Seeing the food, they looked around with joy.

　　 "Come here all of you, I finally found the young master, and all come to see you." He Qingqing called to everyone. After hearing this, these people didn't react, and then they started talking.

　　He Qingqing held them coldly and took them to talk. After a while, a group of people came back to the ground, bowed and said, "Worship the young master."

　　 called it this way, Pei Ziyun felt a little unacceptable, but didn't say anything: "Everyone, get up, let's take the grain up the mountain together!"

　　 These villagers got up and replied: "Thank you, Young Master."

　　 went up to the cart that pulled the cart, the cart of the cart, transported more than a dozen carts to the mountain, full of laughter and laughter.

　　 arrived at the cottage. There were not many people in the village. Pei Ziyun looked at He Qingqing and asked, "How come there are so few people in the village?"

　　 Listening to Pei Ziyun's words, He Qingqing's eyes were dim: "These years, the stockade has been suppressed, and some people can't stand it and fled."

　　 Seeing this, Pei Ziyun also sighed. The village was surrounded without going down the mountain, but there were only hundreds of people, and many of them were very upset.

　　 He Qingqing talked to an old woman. She was wearing the most complete clothes in the audience. She could still vaguely see the gorgeousness of the year, with many wrinkles on her face. She asked: "Miss, this is the young master?"

　　 He Qingqing said: "Yes, mother-in-law, I have verified that the young master not only inherits the master's swordsmanship, but also inherits the master's witchcraft, which will surely lead us to a bright future."

　　 A group of people in the field cheered. The master of the year once brought the stockades to unite the battle and lay down dozens of stockades. These majestic and majestic ones are still remembered in the memory of the old and conveyed to the young people.

　　 At the moment, a group of people pays respects to the young master and shouts: "Welcome to young master."

　　 Pei Ziyun raised his hand: "Get up all the time, you will distribute the grain, cloth, and meat first. These are not a big deal, there will be more in the future."

　　 Listening to Pei Ziyun’s words, everyone cheered. Right now, it’s barbecue, wine, milk fan, and food. Everyone in the hall is celebrating and singing and dancing. Both men and women are all around the bonfire, holding hands and singing. Dance.

　　 He Qingqing watched and burst into tears. How many years hasn't seen this situation?

　　 Pei Ziyun's face was silent. In fact, although He Qingqing said that he was the most devout believer who stayed, in fact, according to his own point of view, many are already numb. The years have long obliterated the piety and enthusiasm of the year. Accepting oneself is just inertia. , But this is human nature. Pei Ziyun will not have any opinion. He only said to He Qingqing: "Uncle is gone. I am going to visit. Please lead me."

　　 He Qingqing nodded: "Young Master, it should be, you follow me."

　　The core of the cottage is a large courtyard. The first impression is that it is magnificent, exquisite arches, double-layered corners, carved beams and painted buildings, white walls, gray hexagonal bricks, and blue paintings are harmoniously integrated.

　　 enter the main entrance, the building is connected by a corridor, the up and down stairs are arranged ingeniously, and the communication is convenient. The corridors between the courtyards are criss-crossed. There are round windowsills at the four corners. The doors and windows are made of wood carvings. This is a little stylish, but it is obvious Although there is cleaning, these buildings are also dilapidated.

　　"This is the residence of the Lord, the young master comes, we will clean it up." He Qingqing was a little embarrassed: "Now, let's go to the back mountain and visit the tomb of the Lord."

　　Nanli City

　　 A yard, followed Pei Ziyun all the way to Shi Muzhong in Nanli, listening to the secret report of the chess pieces buried in Nanli.

　　"Li Xianlian, Taoist, uncle? Lumen Mountain?"

　　 "You said that the high priest's real name was Li Xianlian 20 years ago?" Shi Muzhong frowned and asked.

　　"Yes, few people know this real name. Pei Ziyun doesn't seem to know the relationship. The person who asked is our boss who is in the government."

　　 "I didn't know the master book at the beginning, but it became clear after I checked it."

　　 Shi Muzhong wandered, doubting in his heart: "Listening to the information, Mount Lumen is the last remnant of the high priest, but now and then, what does this person have to do with Pei Ziyun? Does he want to inherit the mantle and rebel? This It's so ridiculous."

　　"But Pei Ziyun came from thousands of miles away, so he wouldn't be too busy looking for trouble. Is it another secret variable that I can't see clearly?"

　　 hesitated, it seems that we have to investigate the situation on Mount Lumen. Shi Muzhong ordered: "Go back and collect news about Mount Lumen for me, be careful."

　　 "Yes!" This person went out, surrounded by more than a dozen warriors. It seemed that he had a lot of power.

　　 Shi Muzhong opened the communication Fulu, the last time the investigation information was too simple, Xie Gongzi has already started a dark son~IndoMTL.com~ It is said that he is from Songyunmen.

　　 opened the communication talisman, there was a flash of light on the talisman, and a man appeared on the opposite side. He could not see clearly with his face covered. Shi Muzhong looked at this person and asked, “You know, Songyunmen has gone to Nanli. People?"

The figure in 　　 Fuluo thought about it for a moment: "There must be no right now, Songyunmen's influence is not in Nanli at all, even if it has no tentacles."

　　"But twenty years ago, there was a Li Xianlian who heard that he had the blood of Nanli and even the king of Nanli, so he rebelled and went to Nanli when he couldn't fight for the head."

　　 "So, tell me about the recent changes in Songyun Gate." Shi Muzhong wandered a few steps, feeling that this opportunity should not be wasted, and asked.

The communication cost of 　　 Fuluo is not small, the farther it is, the more so.

　　 "Recently, the senior brother Song Zhi entered the Lingxi Cave to practice, in order to break through the Tianmen, it seems that there is a direct battle with Pei Ziyun, and inside the door..." the man said one by one.

　　 "Okay, please be careful." Shi Muzhong said with satisfaction.

　　 "This is inevitable. I have stayed for these years and no one has found out. How can I reveal my identity?" After speaking, Fu Lu stopped.

　　 Shi Muzhong wandered for a while and thought: "So there is such a relationship? But Songyunmen didn't chase after him, let alone now, let alone people are dead."

　　"What is Pei Ziyun doing here? Want to confirm this life and death? Then there is no need for Pei Ziyun to come in person. Could it be someone's advice? Is there a treasure?"

　　 Shi Mu Zhong walked a few steps, thinking about tactics in his heart, and then he smiled after a while: "No matter what, you inherit this Yu Ze and erect many many enemies."

　　"Most people do not want the power of the Great Sacrifice to come back. Regardless of whether there are treasures or not, I will spread the news. I will be moved and jealous, and I will be able to benefit from the fisherman."