Counterattack Xiaoxian

Five days later, Ji Lingchu and his party finally entered Dingzhou.

The "Ingot" of Dingzhou is the "Ingot" of Silver Ingot, what a coincidence! Fu Guo also used gold and silver.

Dingzhou produces good silver, but it is very poor, with many mountains and little land. Among the thirty-nine states of Fu State, its financial resources are at the bottom. This is all what Wuhua said. Whether this place is poor or rich does not affect his ability to eat.

But Wuhua suddenly changed his mind and said he had no change. Ji Lingchu asked if he had any change, but Wuhua said he wasn't around either.

Ji Lingchu was shocked. He had always thought that Wuhua had inexhaustible money, but now that he had no money, he was not mentally prepared at all.

He looked at the two little ones and one girl, especially the edible Ah Heng, wondering what to do with this? A penny cannot kill a heroic man!

The carriage is currently driving on a lively mountain market. There are many people and bustling people. They come from all over the country to go to the market. There are all kinds of food and novel items in the market. However, I have no money at this time, which is really worrying.

When passing by a flat food stall, the aroma can simply hook people's stomach. Suddenly, there were several hungry groans in the car. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you.

In the end, Ah Heng slipped out of the car and successfully traded the fang on his neck with the stall owner in exchange for a meal.

Several people were smiling happily while eating. Ji Lingchu looked at the steaming hot flat food in front of him, which was somewhat similar to wontons, but found it difficult to swallow.

Ah Heng, this child has been hungry, and he is so sensible that it makes people feel sad. That wolf tooth must be very important to him, but... But Wuhua's hand reached out, and he quickly pressed down the bowl, with tears in his eyes. Put it into your mouth.

After eating, the carriage traveled leisurely through the continuous villages, and the picture of Fudi customs that was very different from the Red Spider Department slowly unfolded. Master Sang said that the people of Fudi make a living by farming and mulberry, which is true.

Although it was the first time he arrived, what he saw was a scene that was more familiar to Ji Lingchu. Haha, farming civilization... He was in his reverie when Wuhua held a few small bones and stretched them out in front of him and said: "Here, take a nap. branch."

Ji Lingchu didn't know what he meant and said, "What are you doing?"

"You smoke first."

He gently picked one up, Wuhua took it, looked at it, and said, "Then it's decided, let's go to Fengdao City."

Ji Lingchu frowned and said, "But...you were still talking about going to any copper city yesterday to pass the customs."

Tongdu is an important transportation town in Dingzhou. The so-called "customs clearance" is also an unpretentious idea. Now that we are getting closer and closer to Haojing, it is the smartest way to report to the local government every time. It is in line with the rules and reduces criticism from others. room.

Wuhua said: "You also know that you are in trouble, so just take it by surprise. The options you just chose were the five closest cities in the surrounding area. You chose Fengdao City. If something goes wrong, don't blame others."

Ji Lingchu sighed and said, "You are so fickle, okay."

Before entering the city, the carriage must be cleaned first to remove the dirt and blood stains on it. Huazang and Aheng will do this.

Hanazang had recovered by now, jumping up and down, and his hands were brisk. When the work was almost finished, there was a cheer from behind the carriage.

Ji Lingchu and Wuhua both looked up, only to see two young men running over happily. Hua Zang was holding a golden sword in his hand, which was so bright that he was blinded!

Ji Lingchu was surprised. He took it and held it in his hand for a closer look. The knife was quite heavy, gorgeous in shape, with a smooth blade, and the whole body looked like it was made of gold.

He handed the knife to Wuhua, who tapped it with his fingers and asked, "It's pure gold, where did it come from?"

Hua Zang said that he found it in the gap between the carriage. Ji Lingchu walked over and took a look. He remembered the previous battle with the masked knight leader. At that time, the man had drawn a sword to attack, but he was hit by Na Zhenxiang. I somewhat understand the origin of this knife.

He explained his speculation, and Wuhua smiled and said, "It's really a timely help! Everyone is getting rich."

Ji Lingchu couldn't help but laugh and said, "Can this guy be used as money?"

"Of course not," Wuhua pushed the golden knife to Huazang and said, "But this knife seems to be a magic weapon. We took it to the city and sold it."

"It's not good! Things of unknown origin..." Ji Lingchu hesitated.

Wuhua waved his hand and interrupted: "You're right, you're right. Now that you have money, let's have a good meal first."

Huazang immediately applauded, and Aheng and Nazhenxiang were also happy. They had been eating dry food in the wild for the past few days, and they were very tired of it.

The horse traveled slowly, and the carriage arrived at Fengdao City at noon.

This is an elegant and simple town with a population of tens of thousands, but it is famous far and wide because it is the hometown of the "Saint of Peace", who washed his hands in this golden basin and lived in seclusion for the rest of his life.

Taiping Sword Saint can be regarded as the most outstanding figure in the small town for a hundred years, so it is called "Fengdao City".

Strictly speaking, Taiping Sword Sage is not a practitioner, but a martial arts master. His sword skills can only be described in one word, that is "stable", even and stable.

However, his mental skills are said to come from a spiritual sect, so both aspects are not pure. Calling him the "Sword Sage" does not mean that he has such strength, but more out of respect.

Wuhua showed the customs clearance documents issued by Yunzhou to the officers and soldiers guarding the city, and the report was completed.

At this time, dozens of riders entered the city on horseback, charging wildly. If there was no one around, the carriage could only wait for these people to pass before slowly entering.

Ji Lingchu thought he was going to find an inn first. Wuhua watched the cavalry go away, and suddenly his eyelids twitched. He took out his handful of bones and threw them on the ground. After watching, he said: "The Weaver Girl lost her hammer, and the stars came in randomly. It's countless... ....There’s no rush!”

Fengdao City is very quiet, with ancient trees hanging in the shade and pedestrians strolling around. Wuhua drove a carriage around, seemingly aimless, but also as if he was looking for something.

Finally, he stopped at the door of an antique store and said, "This is it."

The sign on the lintel of the store reads: The Dream Room.

This store is not big, but it is an independent door with winding paths.

Ji Lingchu looked around in the car and asked, "Do you want to...?"

Wuhua nodded and explained that there are practitioners walking around the world, but they are still a minority compared to the vast majority of people. Therefore, practitioners have their own circles and their activities are not known to outsiders.

Yi Meng Zhai is such a shop that specializes in spiritual weapons and has many branches in Fu State.

"Let's go in with me and have a look." Wuhua stopped the carriage at the street corner and led everyone inside.

The shopkeeper was an old man wearing a rhinoceros horn crystal mirror, dressed in green clothes and a blue hat. He just cast a cloudy look from the top of the frame, and then continued reading, leaving a few people to watch at will in the shop.

There were many old-looking items on the shelves, most of which were calligraphy, painting, scrolls, and decorative items. Ji Lingchu did not feel any spiritual fluctuations among them, so he expected them to be ordinary items.

Wuhua signaled him not to be impatient, and shook out the long gown that contained the golden knife in his hand. Unexpectedly, he used too much force, and the golden knife flew out and plunged straight into an inconspicuous celadon vial in the corner.