plumnovel Chapter 324
Chapter 324
Chapter 324
"Through the land of the altar, the most spirit of the gods ascends to heaven and earth, exits the darkness and enters the underworld. Wherever it comes, the evil spirits retreat quickly, the spirits flee, and the demons flee thousands of miles..."
Fu Meng, the leader of the Hu merchants with deep eyes, high nose, curly hair and thick beard, spoke a fluent Central Plains accent, standing in front of the stone-carved earth temple at the intersection, offering incense and praying devoutly.
This earth temple is only the size of a water tank, standing at the intersection of a wasteland, it looks particularly abrupt and natural.
Behind Hu Renfumeng, a caravan with more than ten carts was waiting quietly.
Looking carefully, half of them are Hu people, half of them are Han people. They all wear narrow-sleeved short jackets, crotch-closing trousers, and are dressed like Hu people.
Among them, many martial artists with weapons in their hands were sitting on the carriage with hay in their mouths, watching the scene indifferently.
Compared with the gods, they believe in the scimitar in their hands.
Not long after, Fumeng finished worshiping, flicked his sable-tailed beard hat, turned around and walked over, beckoning.
The subordinates over there immediately reacted and shouted loudly: "Let's go—"
The yelling like a folk song awakened the lazy pack horses, and the huge caravan slowly moved.
"Stop—there's cavalry! There's cavalry!"
Suddenly, the lazy bodyguard martial artist shouted a warning.
The huge caravan was in chaos, but the chaos was orderly. The trucks were built outside and the livestock were protected inside. In an instant, it turned into a small position.
"Da da da--"
Only then did the coachmen in the convoy hear the sound of horseshoes, thunderous, coming from the direction they came from, that is, the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Lifting up his eyes and looking away, he saw an earth dragon flying towards him on the dry official road.
As they approached, the caravan paled in astonishment, but saw that there were only one horse and one person coming.
Fu Meng, who was lying beside the truck, saw the horse's eyes lit up, and whispered, "Dragon colt!"
As soon as the cavalry arrived, Fu Meng yelled: "Master Daoist, where are you going?"
Mo Chuan, who came here in response to the incense, was overjoyed, shook the reins, let out a "law", cupped his hands and said, "Poverty is going to the grassland, are you a returning caravan?"
"That's right, Taoist priest, do you want to go with me?" Fu Meng replied.
"Your Excellency is courageous, aren't you afraid that the poor man is the sentinel of the bandit?" Mo Chuan said with a smile.
"There is no such thing as a Daoist priest in a poor village!" Fu Meng laughed loudly.
"Your Excellency has good eyesight!"
Mo Chuan replied loudly, not knowing whether he was praising Fumeng or himself.
Fu Meng waved his hand, signaling the caravan to release the alert and set off again.
Seeing this, the warriors looked unkind, and one of them even leaned over to Fu Meng's side, whispered something in a low voice, and looked at Mo Chuan with vigilant eyes.
In this chaotic world, how can ordinary people dare to gallop their horses across the frontier?
Fu Meng obviously had his own plan, he rode a pack horse and rode alongside Mo Chuan.
However, looking carefully, the pack horse was not only a lot shorter than the dragon colt, but also seemed very afraid of the dragon colt under Mo Chuan's crotch, and was always half a body behind.
"My husband, Meng, is a merchant from the Bin Kingdom, what is the name of the Taoist priest?" (罽, jì)
"Wandering in poverty, Taoist in the mountains."
As Mo Chuan said, he glanced at the earth temple where incense was burning, and asked, "Do you also believe in the earth god?"
Fu Meng chuckled: "Hey, there is no harm in saying goodbye."
Hearing this, Mo Chuan smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself, you are not saying goodbye casually?
Thinking of this, Mo Chuan squinted his eyes and looked at the mountains in front of him. The mountains were stacked like a crouching dragon, and the mountains were barren. The green was mixed with the gray of a large area of exposed rock formations, which looked like scabies.
A layer of faint monster aura, like clouds and mist, floats on the top of the mountains.
"Is it the first time for the Taoist priest to come to the frontier?"
"Yes!"
"That's the Adai Mountains. You can go out of Bingzhou after passing through this mountain range. After that, there are Gobi, grasslands, and deserts... but it's hard to see people anymore!"
Fu Meng seemed very knowledgeable, and took the initiative to introduce the customs and customs of the frontier fortress to Mo Chuan.
He didn't inquire about Mo Chuan's purpose either.
In other words, this is also the rule of forming a caravan, don't inquire, don't explore the secrets, get together if you have a destiny, and disperse if you don't.
While the two were chatting, the caravan slowly stepped into the mountains.
The mountains are huge, and once you step into them, they feel even bigger.
This is not the narrowness of walking in the mountain stream, but the vastness of walking in the grassland.
The mountains lie on both sides, like a sticker of the sky, giving people a sense of unreality.
Looking at the surrounding scenery, even though Mo Chuan had already had a glimpse of the incense, being in it at this time still gave him a great shock!
For a long time in Fan Cage, he returned to nature.
A mysterious feeling floated in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to grasp the feeling at this moment. Unexpectedly, this feeling came and went faster.
He instinctively wanted to use the power of leaking, but before his supernatural power came out, he smiled dumbly and dismissed the Dharma.
——Too deliberate, like grasping the sand, will leak out the sand of wisdom.
Thinking of this, he no longer deliberately pursued it, and decided to go out for a trip.
……
The Fumeng caravan walked very slowly, and it lasted four days and three nights.
At the beginning, Fumeng would come over to chat with Mo Chuan, talking about the Central Plains, frontier fortresses, and Zoroastrianism;
Maybe it was because the Gobi was too windy and sandy, so he gradually stopped coming and just curled up on the carriage and fell asleep.
But for two meals a day, Mo Chuan would still be greeted.
Mo Chuan was not polite either.
So until the fifth day, the caravan finally walked out of the Adai Mountains.
But Fu Meng called to stop the caravan, leaving half a carload of supplies behind, and then told the caravan to move on.
The caravan driver and martial artist are not surprised by this.
Seeing this, Mo Chuan remained silent.
Not long after the caravan left, several crooked figures wearing felt hats and veils appeared next to the goods, screaming at each other, picked up the goods, and ran towards the mountains.
These crooked figures looked small, but their speed was extremely fast.
It's like a horse galloping in the vast Gobi. When the sun is rising, it escapes into the mountains, circles around and around, and finally sinks into a deep cave.
"interesting."
A figure wearing a bamboo hat quietly appeared outside the cave.
——It was Mo Chuan's ghost puppet.
"Who is coming?"
A low shout came from the cave.
"Wandering in poverty on a poor road, I came from the middle of the earth, passed by the treasure land, and wanted to ask for a bowl of water."
"Ok?"
The gatekeeper demon in the cave was stunned for a moment, and amidst the whispers, there came a low voice: "Wait!"
Not long after, a monster with the appearance of a barbarian wearing a felt hat and a long robe came out.
Seeing this, Mo Chuan couldn't help but laugh.
What is this, a black mermaid?
"As soon as the god accepted the caravan sacrifice, fellow Taoists came here. Could it be that he wants to save the world and save people, and kill demons and demons?" The evil spirit looked vigilant, as if he might do something at any time.
"Thieves have their own way. If the poor way kills you, I don't know how many caravans will be killed. Don't worry, Your Excellency." Mo Chuan said.
He knew that it was normal for the other party to be so vigilant when he came to the door suddenly.
Especially when he was dressed as a native of Central Plains.
"Is that so? Please tell me why the Taoist priest came here!"
"It's nothing to worry about. I just saw that Your Excellency and Hu Shang have a tacit understanding, so I came here to ask for advice."
"You also said that it's not about killing demons and killing demons. If you want to fight or kill, just do it. Why do you have to make excuses?"
That Yaoxie's face darkened, and his tone was very aggressive.
Mo Chuan shook his head when he heard the words, and raised his hand, the Celestial Master Su Fu rose up, turned into 28 streamers of light, and shot around the evil spirit.
"The fox's tail finally came out."
Hu Ren Yaoxie's face turned grim, and he let out a low shout, his evil aura rose wantonly, and he was about to turn into an animal body to attack Mo Chuan.
Unexpectedly, the talismans falling around him were suddenly retracted, locking him firmly like a chain, making him unable to move.
"All the troops listen to the order..."
The Yaoxie's heart shrank, and he shouted loudly, trying to command the little demons under his command to break the situation.
No, before the words came out, a talisman sealed his mouth and nose.
Even before the demons under his command came out of the cave, they were bound to the ground by a series of talismans, unable to resist anymore.
"Can we talk now?" Mo Chuan asked with a smile.
"If you want to kill, kill it. Even if the god is dead, there will be a monster in the mountain to replace it." The monster's face was pale, and he looked like he was waiting to die, but his tone was very strong.
"Tsk tsk, it sounds like there is quite a bit of mystery in it? Do you know that there are several ways to die?"
Mo Chuan had a meaningful expression on his face.
That Yaoxie's complexion suddenly changed, his complexion fluctuated, and he began to speak reluctantly.
It turns out that the Adai Mountains are the main throat of the Western Regions and the Central Plains, and most of the creatures along the road rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water, and eat under the water, so naturally most of them make a living on this.
In the past, Adai Mountain was full of evil spirits and bandits.
Even shemale collusion.
I don't know when, a big monster appeared in the mountains, claiming to be the Adai land god, and provided shelter for the caravan at the price of collecting sacrifices.
Since then, most experienced caravans will leave sacrifices after passing through safely.
Although there are occasional accidents, it does not affect the implementation of this unspoken rule.
The evil spirits in the mountains must either succumb to the gods of the land or replace them;
In the end, unspoken rules were formed and passed down from generation to generation.
Mo Chuan was thoughtful when he heard the words.
Doubt that this is not the start-up wisdom?
It was led by an expert secretly to control the demon with the demon.
Thinking of this, he asked, "Have you ever heard about the Tianyao Academy?"
"I've never heard of it. How dare I ask what sect and sect this Tianyao Academy is?"
"It's a long story..."
Mo Chuan talked eloquently and briefly introduced the Tianyao Academy. It seemed that he was talking about it for the nonsense monsters, but in fact, he was talking about it for the little monsters in the cave.
After the introduction, Mo Chuan said:
"Forget it, meeting is fate, and the poor Taoist will show you the way. If one day you lose, you can use the poor Taoist handwriting to travel thousands of miles to find the Tianyao Academy and ask for a teaching position. You can also be a court guard martial artist.
However, before that, you need to offer incense every day and worship the land god Adai. "
Mo Chuan kills two birds with one stone.
"Adai land god?"
Hu Ren Yaoxie was stunned.
Doesn't this allow him to worship himself?
Or is there really a land god in the Adai Mountains?
At the thought of the latter, a bone-chilling chill rushed into his mind.
"Why, don't you want to?"
"I would like to!"
"As long as you want!"
Mo Chuan nodded, dropped a blank letter casually, removed the Celestial Master's amulet, and turned to leave.
"Dare to ask the immortal's name?"
"Meet by chance, why worry about it."
Mo Chuan waved his hand, his figure seemed slow but fast, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Hu Renyaoxie looked puzzled.
He pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand and said, "Chi Luo!"
A mountain wolf came out, lowered its head and said, "Tiger."
"You have heard the words of the elder just now. Go to the wilderness of thousands of miles to see if there is really a Tianyao academy. If it is true as the elder said, I will take you to flee together."
"Yes!" The mountain wolf nodded and left quickly.
The Hu Ren Yaoxie hesitated for a while, and was afraid that the mountain wolf would be intercepted by the monks from the Central Plains, so he ordered a few more Yaoxie and asked them to go in batches to increase the probability of success.
……
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"Master Daoist, Jiajia Township is ahead, let's rest there tonight and have a warm meal."
Fu Meng came on horseback to remind Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan nodded, raised his eyes and looked away, but there was no human habitation in the vast Gobi.
It wasn't until an hour later that the village with dozens of earthen houses came into view.
Before the caravan arrived, children in ragged clothes came excitedly chasing them, stepping barefoot on the rocky loess Gobi, running back and forth.
What's more, they boldly approached the carriage and pulled the goods.
He was so angry that the dart guard yelled at him sharply, he had all the strength in his body, but he couldn't use it.
It was not until Fu Meng sprinkled some copper that the children were dispersed.
"After entering the village, the Taoist priest must be careful about these dolls. There are unscrupulous people in remote mountains and remote areas. If you are not careful, things may be stolen!"
Fu Meng reminded Mo Chuandao.
Mo Chuan nodded, looking at these children with pity.
——Reincarnation is a technical job!
After entering the village, someone in the caravan will naturally approach the village and sell some commodities brought from the Central Plains in exchange for drinking water, fodder, firewood...etc.
It is not easy to do business, especially in the Western Regions, where the load of the caravan is limited, and most of the space is filled with goods.
Therefore, consumables such as firewood were never prepared by the caravan.
Along the way, he relied on eating jerky to survive. If it weren't for the monastic system, Mo Chuan might not be able to persevere.
Now in the village, everyone can finally have a warm meal.
The meals are very simple, just meat wrapped in naan.
The naan is the naan that comes with it, which is as hard as a rock.
The meat is the jerky that comes with it, or it is as hard as a rock.
However, a pit was built and roasted by the firewood, the soft and fragrant meat of the naan was almost slanderous.
Mo Chuan did as the Romans did, sitting cross-legged at will, eating with gusto.
Fu Meng said with a smile: "The Taoist ate deliciously, and the horse finally ate well."
Mo Chuan glanced at Longju and said, "Do you feel distressed?"
Fu Meng laughed: "Yes, such a BMW rests on the grassland, and it can be exchanged for a small tribe, which is more precious than a woman. It would be good if it falls under the Taoist chief's crotch. Don't you feel bad about chewing some grass roots every day?"
Mo Chuan said: "Then you will be taken care of, and I will send you off when Pindao enters the grassland."
Fu Meng was stunned.
Sitting around the pit, the warriors who were devouring food looked at each other in blank dismay.
The temporary camp, which was still noisy before, fell silent for a while.
"Master Dao, aren't you joking?" Fumeng had an unbelievable expression on his face, Mo Chuan was willing to sell, he could wake up with a smile in his dreams, how dare he think of giving it to him for no reason?
"Monks don't lie."
"This...does the Taoist priest know the origin of this BMW?"
"Dragon colt."
Fu Meng glanced at the warriors, his thoughts were spinning, he reached into his bosom, took out a bead and said: "This is a green mud pill, it can draw water into a puddle when it hits the ground, and exchange it for a Taoist dragon horse, how about it?"
Mo Chuan reached out to take the Qingni Wan, looked it over, and threw it back.
He picked up a handful of soil, and lightly pinched it, and under the supernatural power of the real dragon controlling water, a green mud ball popped out.
This scene directly stunned everyone.
"I've accepted the gift. Take good care of the horse. Follow me. You'll really suffer." Mo Chuan said casually.
"The Taoist priest is really a fairy!"
Fu Meng looked dignified, and quickly got up to salute.
Mo Chuan was as immovable as a mountain, and responded generously.
After the ceremony, Fu Meng couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart anymore, he hurriedly called his subordinates to take care of the dragon colt, or comb the fur, or stir the eggs in the fodder, his attitude was even more exciting than meeting the top Yiyun fairy.
After this, the temporary camp became eerily quieter.
Even the thorny head who escaped did not dare to make any noise.
"what--"
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the village, which was so clear and penetrating in the night.
[Thank you fellow Taoist "Wang Sanzhi" for your reward! 】
(End of this chapter)