Traveling through the troubled world

"Since this brother sincerely invites me, it is better to be respectful than to obey. Zhang Li, Li who will never leave, I don't know the name of this brother."

The young businessman cupped his hands, "Gong Yan, Shuang Huo Yan. I am going to the hinterland of the Moon Sect to find a miracle medicine that can cure my friend of extreme cold for ten years."

"Oh? I really haven't heard of any miraculous medicine that can heal the extreme cold for more than ten years. It seems that this time I will use the light of my brother to open my eyes."

Zhang Wu'an is not interested in the herbal medicine that can cure the dry season. Maybe he searched for the world's famous medicine at the beginning, and indeed missed the southern Xinjiang, but now his cold disease has been cured by [-]% because of the Qiankun Yuxi. He naturally ignored it.

What he really cared about was how easily Gong Yan spoke of the Moon Worship Sect.As far as he knew, apart from the locals in the hinterland, those who knew about Moon Worship Sect were businessmen who worked for Moon Worship Sect.This Gong Yan clearly said that it was his first time to come to Southern Border, if so, how did he know about the Moon Worship Sect?

Zhang Wu'an was not in a hurry to ask, he didn't want to startle the snake.

Gong Yan smiled faintly, "I don't know if Brother Zhang has a clear purpose. If it's just for treasure hunting, then we can naturally work together. Anyway, the knowledge I want is just a herb."

"Brother Gong has such deep affection for his best friend, how can I not be beautiful? In fact, I am not purely for treasure hunting, but also want to see the wonders of southern Xinjiang. This is the main thing. I don't talk about things like money and wealth. It's like dung, but it's not too greedy, it's enough."

What Zhang Wuan said was half true and half false, he did not lie about the fact that he did not come here for the money, but he would never feel that his money was enough.

"Brother Zhang is a man of integrity, and Gong admires it. It is really a blessing to be able to walk with Brother Zhang."

After waiting for the two of them to finish their courtesies, they set out on the road together.

Zhang Wu'an felt that he was more and more fond of hypocrisy and submissiveness. It is actually quite interesting to see people talk about people and gossip about ghost books.He naturally knew that it was impossible for Gong Yan to tell the whole truth, it was probably a mixture of truth and falsehood.As long as you are not a fool when you go out, you will hide something more or less.

The further you go, the fewer people you will see.Most of the locals in southern Xinjiang would not live in such a place. As long as it is because they are too close to the Moon Worship Sect, it is not a good thing. As long as it is a Jianghu sect, they will inevitably be killed, and they do not want to be affected.

The businessmen who can come here are also bold, or they have hired a large number of masters, and they are really seeking wealth in danger.

Looking at the crude bamboo house in front of them, this is probably the last family they saw when they went deep into the hinterland of the Moon Worship Sect. If they go further inside, there will probably be no more, even if the environment inside is no longer suitable for people to live in.And the Moon Worship Sect should have its own method to survive in this kind of place.

Both Zhang Wuan and Gong Yan stopped, they had limited dry food, and they exchanged property or prey from the dense forest with the local people for some rice and pasta along the way.It is still not enough to eat wild game even if you bring enough salt. This last family must change more food.

Gong Yan doesn't like talking very much, and Zhang Wu'an always looks harmless to humans and animals, so the job of knocking on the door falls on him without assignment.

After several regular knocks on the door, Zhang Wuan coughed twice and cleared his throat, "Excuse me, is anyone home? We are passing businessmen and want to exchange some rice."

It is not uncommon for merchants in southern Xinjiang to exchange food and needed items with local people.People in southern Xinjiang are also very happy about this.They seldom set foot outside the southern border, so it would be worth it if they could exchange a little food at home for rare things outside.

However, Zhang Wu'an knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered the door. Could it be that no one is at home?Glancing at Gong Yan who was also puzzled, Zhang Wu'an knocked again.This time, it wasn't long before footsteps were heard.

Judging from the sound, it should be for an elderly man who is still on crutches.This also understands why there was no response to the first knock on the door. The old man moved slowly when he thought about it, and he couldn't shout out to answer them when he was old.

After a while, they opened the door from the inside, and an old woman with white hair and chicken skin opened the door with a black and yellow cane in one hand.That crutch is just a well-shaped tree trunk, fuck fuck hemp.

Zhang Wu'an showed his signature smile, "Old man, we are passing businessmen, and we don't have enough food with us. I wonder if we can exchange some valuable gadgets we have with you for some food?"

The old woman bent her body, raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at the two of them, her lips were sunken due to the loss of her teeth, and she didn't know if she could speak clearly.

"For food, come in first!"

Fortunately, the old man spoke quite clearly. Although there was a taste of dialect, he could still hear the meaning clearly.

Zhang Wuan turned his head and glanced at Gong Yan, and the two walked in one after the other.

This house was much smaller than those houses in southern Xinjiang they had seen before, with only two rooms inside and outside.Bricks can be seen clearly, even a layer of paint is not willing to paint.

The outer room looked like a place for cooking, with a dark wall next to the door, and a dilapidated cauldron placed there.There is not even a handle on the pot, but two holes are punched and hung with wire.The stove is also made of bricks.

This place is estimated that if you want to go to a hut, you can go directly outside to solve it, it is really desolate.In such a poor family, I don't know if I can exchange for rice.

"You guys wait here for a while, I'll go inside to get you rice." After finishing speaking, the old man turned around and walked in, chattering as he walked, "Fortunately, this year's harvest is good, and I can spare some to exchange for something. I don't know. What can I exchange for?"

Watching the old man walk in, Zhang Wuan didn't take out the bag of rice, but raised his hand and touched the prismatic pendant on his waist casually.

Gong Yan glanced at Zhang Wu'an, and put the sword on his waist without any trace.

After a while, the old woman took out a bamboo basket, but it was covered with a sapphire blue rag, so it was impossible to see what was in the basket.

"This is a small portion of rice, you take it first." The old man raised his hand tremblingly, and handed the basket to Zhang Wu'an.The weathered face was haggard, and the wrinkled eyes were blind.

This is an ordinary old farmer who has suffered a lot in life.But Zhang Wu'an narrowed his eyes and didn't take the basket.

The old man showed a weird smile, and his eyes that had been cloudy suddenly became clear.He suddenly raised his hand and threw the bamboo basket towards Zhang Wu'an.The latter has long been prepared to take precautions, so the action of retreating is very immediate.

The basket was empty, and all the contents fell to the ground.There was a loud bang, and the basket contained small mine bombs, commonly known as gunpowder bills, which were surprisingly powerful!Not to mention the quantity of such things, even if there is only one hit on the body, it will either die or be disabled.

The old woman was also shocked, he had no idea that so many thunderbolts didn't hit a single one.Even if the other party is already vigilant, the speed and strength of her throwing mine bombs are not vegetarian, and she shouldn't miss a moment.

Now the old woman finally realized that she probably hit a hard nail.She took orders from her superiors to stand guard here, asking her to deal with a man.Although there are no portraits or specific descriptions, there are very few merchants who can come here. Her original plan was to see one and kill one, at least this way it would not be misplaced.

One or two came today, the old lady originally planned to do it all in one pot, but now it seems that she has encountered a hard problem, and she has to deal with it carefully.

The moment the old woman struck, Gong Yan also pulled out his sword.Perhaps seeing that Zhang Wu'an is difficult to deal with now, the old lady has turned to him.

Gong Yan had no expression on his face, let alone asked about the opponent's background and intentions, and directly raised his sword and stabbed at him.

The fierce sword intent made the old lady startled, she didn't expect that the other one was also a master who was also a deep-seated master.It's a bit tricky now, I'm not sure about dealing with a master, and now there's another one, damn it!Please report that there is another one!

Unable to figure out which one is the real target, the old woman can only choose two to solve together even if she has no other choice.Although this is an almost impossible goal, she would rather die here than the punishment in the church, at least she can have a good time in comparison.

Zhang Wuan was very surprised by the old woman's desperation.He knew the existence of dead officials.There are two types of dead officials. One is because they are afraid of the punishment they will face when they go back, so they will do whatever it takes to perform the task. Even if it is absolutely impossible to complete the task, they would rather sacrifice in the task. to protect their families.

Another type of dead official is to be loyal to one's own organization, as if being brainwashed by the organization's beliefs, as long as it is to complete the task, let alone one's own life, even the lives of other relatives and friends can be sacrificed.

Judging from the old lady's performance now, she doesn't look like an excellent dead official like the latter.But so what if he is a dead official?A dead official who has no ability can only die.

Zhang Wuan was not mistaken, Gong Yan's swordsmanship is very good, no wonder he didn't hire thugs and bodyguards, as expected, he had a bit of reliance.It's just that after watching for a long time, I can't tell which school or sect this sword technique comes from.

There are many sects that use swords in the Central Plains, and the most famous one is Jade Blood Palace.The Jade Blood Palace majored in killing swordsmanship, and was extremely domineering.

In the hundred years since the establishment of Jade Blood Palace, Lian Shuo, the current palace lord, has the highest level of swordsmanship among all the palace lords in history.Many years ago, his killing swordsmanship has reached an unprecedented level, and no one knows to what extent it has improved in recent years.

Except for the accident of killing swordsmanship, there are many other kinds, but over the years, at most, they have achieved small success.Gong Yan's swordsmanship is not only unfamiliar, but he has also cultivated to such a high level, it stands to reason that it is impossible for him to remain silent for so many years, the only explanation is that this person is not from the Central Plains.

If you are not from the Central Plains, you may be from the Western Regions or Southern Xinjiang.Although Gong Yan said that it was his first time to come to southern Xinjiang, but who are the people who hang around outside these days are not three parts true and seven parts false?I can't believe it.