The strongest collapse system

Chapter 58 Encounter
Wang Fan rode for three days and three nights, during which time he defeated many groups of Hu cavalry.

These Hu Qimen all had the same virtue, they either robbed directly, or robbed after asking questions. Wang Fan did not relent in this, and directly killed people. The most Huqi killed already had 300 people.

Lingling killed thousands of people, and the wealth he "picked up" included three taels of gold and nearly a hundred taels of silver.

"You're so poor!" Wang Fan sighed sincerely.

He was born in the Tianming Dynasty in the world of Mingzhou. The dynasty was wealthy and gave preferential treatment to soldiers. An ordinary soldier was paid 50 taels of silver a month, and he could save hundreds of taels a year.

Not to mention the salaries of lieutenants and generals.

But the total wealth of nearly a thousand Huqi in this grassland is only so little, which really makes Wang Fan a little angry.

Of course, the search should still be searched, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

The sun rises slowly from the distant horizon, and the charming starry night is about to be replaced by the blue sky and white clouds. On the endless plain, this kind of natural beauty is particularly shocking.

A valley appeared in the distance, and there was a solitary tent standing outside the mouth of the valley.

The tent was erected quite strangely, empty, with flagpoles erected on all sides, and flags with inexplicable patterns hung on them, which looked like spirit-calling banners.

"Who erected such a tent here?"

Wang Fan lowered his horse speed, always feeling that this camp tent foreshadowed ominous meaning, and even seemed to have seen this camp tent before in his memory, with a strong sense of déjà vu.

"Who is here?" More than a dozen soldiers rushed out of the small valley, and the leader of the soldiers looked at Wang Fan with vigilance.

"Uh..." Wang Fan wondered, "Since these people are staying in the valley, why did they pitch their tents outside the valley? Could it be that they are out of their minds?"

But looking at the other party's more and more vigilant eyes, Wang Fan quickly replied: "I am a traveler from afar, and the grassland is not peaceful now. After traveling all night, I plan to find a place to rest. , I won't bother you."

Wang Fan looked at the shadows in the valley, and there seemed to be people still there. He didn't intend to be troublesome, so he immediately turned his horse's head and prepared to ride away.

It's just that his wish can't be fulfilled.

"Little brother, meeting is fate, why not go to the valley to rest for a while."

With the light of the morning light, the leading soldiers had already seen Wang Fan's appearance clearly. Seeing that he was just a young man in coarse linen clothes, the vigilant light in his eyes suddenly weakened greatly, and he began to invite Wang Fan into the valley.

"This..." Wang Fan hesitated.

I will definitely hesitate!

Although the attitude of the soldier uncle in front of him has become much more amicable, and the smile on his face is very sincere, but there is one thing that he is not very good at hiding.

murderous look!
The naked murderous aura is more intense than the beginning!
The other soldiers have gradually moved towards Wang Fan's body. These soldiers are not like the leading soldier in the city who hides his sword with a smile. Some soldiers have already put their hands on the handle of the knife at their waist.

Wang Fan hesitated.

"Do you want to kill these people?" Wang Fan was a little annoyed, "There is no reason not to send money to the door, and judging by their attire, they don't look like soldiers from the grassland, but soldiers from the Central Plains...but although they are from the Central Plains, they are indiscriminate. If you kill innocent people, I don't need to be merciful, right?"

"Forget it, let them live. After all, they speak the same language." Wang Fan shook his head and planned to leave.

He wants to leave, and these people can't stop him.

"Please come in, little brother!" A calm voice came from the valley.

The murderous aura of the soldiers all subsided in an instant.

……

In the valley, a pot of fragrant mutton porridge is being boiled on the bonfire, with wild vegetables picked floating in it, the smell of meat and vegetables is mixed, and it is tangy.

Wang Fan was drooling beside him.

There were two other people sitting around the bonfire, a middle-aged elegant man, and a noble man in armor.

Pei Ju and Yang Guang.

As for the other soldiers, they all squatted near the mouth of the valley, watching the movement outside the valley all the time. From time to time, some people bent down and put their ears on the ground, as if they were monitoring the sound of the earthquake.

Wang Fan felt a little strange. It seemed that this group of people was being hunted down, but the bonfire in broad daylight produced smoke.

But Wang Fan didn't bother to worry about this, his attention was all attracted by the food that was about to be finished on the bonfire.

"Ha, you two, I don't want to eat you for nothing. This is silver taels for you." Wang Fan untied a cloth bag from the horse, and when he opened it, a golden light appeared.

Gold leaves, gold locks, silver ingots, silver locks... and hundreds of copper plates.

Wang Fan thought for a long time, and finally took out a tael of silver, then tied the cloth bag and put it back on the horse.

He handed the silver to Yang Guang with some reluctance.

Yang Guang took it subconsciously, then looked at the one or two pieces of silver lying in the palm of his right hand, and twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

On the other hand, Pei Ju's face was full of interest, and he said slowly: "Little brother, the wealth is not revealed, and now the grassland is in chaos. It is extremely unsafe for you to reveal the gold and silver like this. Are you afraid of being snatched by others?"

He could see how extraordinary this young man was.

Although the appearance is ordinary, but the body is well-proportioned, the limbs are strong, and there is a sense of strength. Although he is still a teenager, his muscles and bones are tough, and he is a rare seedling.

Although there is no true energy in his body, just by his body, he can be known to be a mighty warrior.

The red horse king is the proof.

Pei Ju has traveled the Western Regions for a long time, and has seen many famous horses, but there are not many horses as handsome as the red horse in front of him.

"This horse is no better than a hard-earned BMW." Pei Ju stared at Wang Fan, thinking in his heart, "If you don't have extraordinary courage, how can you subdue such a BMW."

At this moment, he deliberately said something to test Wang Fan, but he didn't know what purpose he had.

Hearing what Pei Ju said, Yang Guang felt a little unsettled in his heart: I am rich in the world, how could I rob this boy of such a yellow and white thing.

"Just grab it back. Anyway, these silver taels... Huluhulu... I also snatched it... Huluhulu..." Wang Fan had already taken a white porcelain bowl, filled it with mutton porridge and started drinking it.

The mutton is fresh and tender, and the rice porridge is so tender that it is extremely delicious.

It's just that the taste of salt is a bit wrong, slightly bitter.

This is not because the person who cooked the porridge poisoned it, but because there were a lot of impurities in the salt during the Sui Dynasty.

Of course, he didn't worry about poisoning him. With his current physique, he didn't care about these impurities. Even a poison like Hedinghong couldn't poison him to death.

(End of this chapter)