A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Jiang Yu and Fang Yuan walked around the market.

In the end, I only got three iron balls, hemostatic medicine and green viper oil. There is also a hide map.

These are all preparations for entering the mountains.

Iron balls are used to make hidden weapons.

Jiang Yu's witchcraft is not powerful enough. Plan to wrap pine oil and charcoal powder around the iron ball.

After processing, it matches his technique of hitting every target. Make sure you hit one hole at a time.

Hemostatic drugs are just in case.

I couldn’t pick any herbs in winter, so I had to buy some to keep.

As for green viper oil, it prevents frostbite.

They asked. The threshold for the orifice channeling ceremony of the White Thorn tribe is "not high".

There are three ways to choose.

The first way is to join the White Thorn Tribe.

It's a pity that Jiang Yu is already a member of the Lilu tribe.

Although he had no loyalty to the Lilu tribe, Fang Yuan had said that betraying the tribe would be cursed by the totem. Causing bad luck.

For hunters, luck is more important than anything else.

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

The remaining two ways are to spend money directly and win three consecutive matches in the arena.

Spending money directly costs five White Thorn Coins.

Equivalent to twenty-five sheep.

Even if they were packaged and sold, they wouldn't be able to make that much.

As for the arena…

You also have to pay a registration fee of one white thorn coin.

They can't take it out either.

"Bah! I thought the folk customs here were so simple. A bunch of people who want money!" Fang Yuan spat viciously.

Jiang Yu disagreed: "To be honest, I quite like these people."

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes: "Yes, you are all savages."

As he spoke, he looked at Jingjing maliciously: "Tell me, how much can this thing sell for?"

Jingjing couldn't understand Fang Yuan's words. She nuzzled his hand with her nose. Staring at him with big watery eyes, hoping to get some food.

Jiang Yu was helpless: "It's definitely not enough. You have to go to the mountains no matter what. Since there is a market for monsters here, let's go hunting."

Fang Yuan felt a pain in his body: "When I come back, I have to pay another entry fee."

"Hahaha..." Jiang Yu laughed heartily: "You just care too much about things outside yourself."

Fang Yuan showed a distressed expression: "I care too much about external things? That's okay. I'm hungry now, and my clothes are in tatters. You can find a way to solve it for me."

As he spoke, he extended his hand towards Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu rubbed his nose and pointed in the direction of Baizhu Mountain: "Everything you want is there. Let's go!"

Fang Yuan had a dark face and took out a piece of dried meat from his arms.

When Jingjing saw something to eat, she immediately went over to it. She gave him a flattering kiss on the arm.

Fang Yuan slapped it on the head with an iron knife and said impatiently: "Go, go, I'm not your master. If you're hungry, just chew the snow!"

This time Jingjing understood what he meant.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yu longingly.

It is an omnivore.

If you can't eat fresh grass, you can eat meat.

Jiang Yu took out the dried meat and threw it to Jingjing: "Oh, we have to get rid of it as soon as possible. The longer we keep it, the more we will lose."

Jingjing raised her head to catch the dried meat, chewed it for two times, and then swallowed it.

He lolled his tongue and stared at Jiang Yu's hand fawningly.

More and more like a dog.

Fang Yuan showed disdain: "You always say it is a reserve grain. I have never seen you touch it."

Jiang Yu said disapprovingly: "Don't you have no shortage of food now? You can still carry something if you keep it."

"Tch, you're tough." Fang Yuan sneered at his words.

Jiang Yu didn't answer and looked at the endless snow-white mountains: "There are treasures on Baizhu Mountain. Everything will be there when you get there."

The firm tone made Fang Yuan roll his eyes again: "You should save your strength to fool others."

"Really!" Jiang Yu asked seriously: "Do you know why it is called Baizhu Mountain?"

Fang Yuan curled his lips: "There is a white-skinned monster? No, since you can name a mountain range, it must at least be a big monster in disguise, right?"

Jiang Yu smiled proudly: "Three hundred years ago, that mountain range was the territory of the demon king Black and White. The reason why it is called White and White Mountain is because when people saw it, it was moulting. At that time, there were no Where’s the White Thorn tribe?”

"how do you know?"

Fang Yuan's curiosity was piqued.

They had not been separated since they arrived at the White Thorn tribe.

I haven't heard anyone talk about Baizong Mountain at all.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes and looked deeply: "Because... that black and white scorpion later went to Gui Yulin. It said these words to me personally."

Fang Yuan opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time.

He knew that Jiang Yu's village was not normal. But he didn't expect that the demon king actually lived inside.

That's the Demon King!

The horror was beyond his imagination.

Jiang Yu showed a look of reminiscence: "Third uncle once fought side by side with Chi You. After Chi You's death, he retired to the mountains and forests. He was obviously a black and white man, but he liked me to call him Uncle Cat."

"Chi...Chi You?"

Fang Yuan opened his mouth wide.

That expression was like someone had a hornet's nest stuffed in their crotch.

Jiang Yu reached out and closed his chin: "As for it?"

Fang Yuan shouted loudly: "As for that? Do you know what you are talking about? Chi You! The leader of the Jiuli tribe! The former leader of the Wu tribe!"

"I know." Jiang Yu's tone was extremely calm: "But what does it have to do with me? Third uncle is his partner, and I am third uncle's nephew. There is no relationship between Chi You and me."

"But then... that..."

Fang Yuan "that" for a long time, not knowing what to say: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's leave quickly. If it's too late, the treasure will be taken away by others."

With that said, he hurriedly pulled Jiang Yu out of the city.

Jiang Yu laughed loudly: "You are usually smart, why are you acting stupid now? Third uncle has been away for more than three hundred years. If the treasure is taken away, it won't be long now."

"Don't be ridiculous!" Fang Yuan said with a serious expression, "Maybe it's just such a coincidence?"

Jiang Yu nodded helplessly: "Okay, be careful on the road. After so many years, Baizhi Mountain should have been occupied by other monsters."

Fang Yuan suddenly tilted his head and stared at him with strange eyes.

Jiang Yu touched his face: "What are you looking at?"

Fang Yuan raised an eyebrow: "The second test left by your father is to hunt monsters. What level of monsters do you want to hunt?"

Jiang Yu shook his head helplessly: "It must be at least four to five hundred years old, the kind that is about to transform."

"Ah? Are you Dad's biological child?" Fang Yuan felt a chill on his body.

The great demon about to transform?

Even if all the Suzaku Guards come together. It’s not enough to fit between people’s teeth.

Fang Yuan knew that Jiang Yu was powerful.

But how powerful it is, I have no idea at all.

He asked tentatively: "How confident are you...if you really encounter that kind of monster?"

Jiang Yu did not answer him directly.

"The beasts in the Ghost Yulin cannot transform into monsters. Only my uncle and aunt met the conditions. They kicked me out of the village after knowing the content of my trial..."

Fang Yuan's head was buzzing: "Didn't you say you were kicked out because you were too weak?"

Jiang Yu's smile was bright: "Yes. But I'm still young. Sooner or later I will pose a threat to them."

Fang Yuan has lost the ability to think.

A threat to the Demon King?

"Wait, I remember you said that there is a third trial? What is it?"

"Did I say that?"

"Said!"

"Why don't I remember?"

"Pooh!"

White Thorn City.

A mysterious man with a black burqa covering his face stood in front of the vendor.

Pointing at the short bow, he asked, "What about this? How do you sell it?"

The vendor glanced at her indifferently, without showing the enthusiasm he deserved: "A white thorn coin."

In the perception of the White Thorn tribe, strength is linked to body shape.

The mysterious man in front of him was obviously classified as a weakling.

"Wha, what?"

The mysterious man shouted: "You, you just used three, three iron balls."

The vendor stood up impatiently. He looked at the mysterious man condescendingly and said, "If you like it, buy it, if you don't, get out."

Her explosive muscles are her strong capital.

"I, let me take a look. Okay, just buy it." The mysterious man said while subconsciously touching his pocket.

The street vendor only regarded him as a rookie who had never seen the world. He handed over the short bow casually.

"Monster, monster!"

The mysterious man took the short bow and suddenly pointed behind the vendor and exclaimed.

The vendor sneered: "There are many monsters in the White Thorn Tribe. But there are none alive."

After all, she turned her head and glanced subconsciously.

When he turned around, the mysterious man was already twenty or thirty meters away.

"Ah! Catch the thief!"