The caravan was already slow to move, and there were a few more large trucks full of Erlang Mountain captured. It would take at least three days to get out of Dahuangling.

Although the straight line distance is not long, it cannot resist the winding mountain road, and it takes time and effort to go up and down. Walking a straight road for an hour on the flat ground, it can't be hit in two or three hours. It's really a dead horse to run to the mountain.

Whenever he passed by the foot of the mountain occupied by bandits and heroes, Manager Chun would normally hang a bag of money on the side of the road as a way to buy money, and then he could hear the greetings of the heroes on the mountain from afar.

The two sides deliberately maintained a tacit understanding between each other and did not meet each other from beginning to end.

In addition to the Chung Manager who will give you a regular gift every year, these bandits are not willing to see others. After all, in addition to staying in the mountains, they will occasionally go out to buy them. It would be bad if the people from the six doors of the government recognized it.

This is the rule of Dahuangling.

The bandits along the way seemed to have no idea what happened when the Geng-brand caravan passed by Qingniu Mountain and Erlang Mountain. As usual, they let the money go as usual. They never encountered a guy who was as unruly as a group of old swordsmen who jumped out with a knife to rob the path or feed the Li family's young snake.

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There are very few shops doing business with customers on the almost abandoned official road. If you see it, you must be careful.

These seemingly simple and dirty inns and restaurants are all black shops without exception. Most of the hospitality guys and shopkeepers are bandits and murderers who have been killed by their hands. They not only have money, but also have to be killed. They have a real smile.

If you are obsessed with Tao, you may have the chance to go in and out of your life. There will always be passers-by who are greedy for shortcuts to send their lives in these black shops that are both money-intensive and deadly.

The big business companies that have been in Dahuangling for many years dare not provoke such shops. They have their own place to stay.

When the red clouds were everywhere, the Geng caravan, who rushed to the sky, finally settled down on a hillside that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

There are no black shops here, only leeward hillsides, caves and a small pool of flowing springs on stone walls.

On the other side of the hillside is a steep mountain wall that is barely grassy. The cold mountain wind whizzes past the cliffs dozens of meters high from time to time, making the small slope where the caravan stops become extremely dangerous.

This camp was found by an old camp in the Geng Caravan, which took a lot of effort to find. Later, the managers would spend some effort to repair and clean up every time they led the team.

Despite experiencing the thrills of the day, perhaps because of escaping, everyone was in a good mood and worked very hard to do their jobs. Finally, before the sun sets on the top of the mountains, they arranged all the livestock, carts and goods, and lit several bonfires to start preparing dinner.

Since the place for rest is not big, hundreds of carts and hundreds of Lijia have already filled the cave entrance. If the air is not circulating, it would not take long before the smell of the body odor of the Lijia and the horse and the smell of feces and urine are everywhere.

"Spring is in charge!"

Li Xiaobai called out the Spring Blog of the Geng Caravan, who was arranging tomorrow's schedule.

"Mr. Li, what are your instructions?"

Manager Chun, who had a thin layer of sweat, took a breath while speaking. From the start to the rest of his feet this day, he was really busy.

"Will we bring revenge if we wipe out Erlang Mountain?"

Li Xiaobai was not afraid of the bandits coming to the door and shouting to kill. No matter how many they came, they would serve as a snack for Qingyao. He just simply hated trouble. He jumped one today and one tomorrow, endlessly, and was disgusting.

"No, no, no, no!" Manager Chun shook his head. He was familiar with the hidden rules of Dahuangling and explained: "This time Erlang Mountain broke the rules first. If we can't resist and lose both people and money, no one would stand up for us. Even the big boss could do nothing, because this is Dahuangling, not under the government, Yi Shanxiang is just a business but not an army. But like today, the guys who broke the rules were killed by us. It was just that they were not good at looking and were not as strong as others. The heroes on other hills would gloat, but would not stand up for them. There is also a saying. If there were no rules, Dahuangling would have been in chaos long ago and no one would have food to eat."

However, he did not tell Li Xiaobai that because he borrowed the other party's light, the Geng caravan was equivalent to establishing power in Dahuangling. Even if there was a foul with bad intentions, he would probably consider whether he could feed the green snake demon before taking action.

"I see!"

Li Xiaobai nodded and felt relieved.

"Young Master, don't worry. When we pass through Dahuangling, there will be nothing left. They will not chase you."

Manager Chun smiled and nodded. This was not the first time he led a team through Dahuangling. The previous old manager taught by example and deeds, and his experience in dealing with those bandits, he had already had a clear understanding of the mystery.

"That's good!"

Li Xiaobai, who got the answer, returned to his resting place, and just used a small shed built with a few pieces of wind-proof and rain-proof oil cloth. Although it was simple, it was a great treatment in this mountainous country where there was no village in front of the village and no shop behind the shop. Many guys and coachmen just wrapped a felt pad and leaned against each other, or hid in a corner of leeing for one night.

"Young Master, chant the scriptures quickly to my family!"

As soon as Li Xiaobai lay down, Qingyao came out of his purse again, pressed his little head against his forehead, and kept spitting out snake letters.

This demon girl just got the benefit. Although the trace of dragon energy contained in the dragon scales made her cultivation not go further, the degree of condensation of the demon energy was increased by 30%, and the magic released could be even more powerful.

"No!"

Li Xiaobai and Yi Erwo said lazily that he saw many people feeding monsters today. Although those guys were unforgivable, he still couldn't get better.

"Why don't you read it? I just want to hear it!"

Qingyao didn't know who she learned to act spoiled. Perhaps it was because of her nature, she wanted to continue to refine the dragon scale and completely squeeze out its value.

"Don't make a fuss, I'm not in the mood! You don't believe in Buddhism!"

Li Xiaobai rolled his eyes wide. This witch was not true and was talking nonsense. She was lying to the point!

"Can I believe it! Namo Amitabha! Hehe!"

The demon girl really has no lower limit. It even looked at Master Zhidu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground not far away, silently chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The cave environment was open and the wind-proof oil cloth could not stop the sound. The conversation between Li Xiaobai and Qingyao was heard clearly, and everyone was dumbfounded, just as their chin fell all over the floor.

The snake demon chants Buddha's name? What kind of demon is this? I also see it eating people during the day.

"Unless you eat vegetarian buns every day and don't drink my blood, so I believe it."

Li Xiaobai won the witch's army, so he won't be fooled easily.

Qingshe hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't like eating vegetarian buns every day, and my son's blood must not be lost!"

Suddenly, he rushed towards Li Xiaobai without any warning, and he had to use force if he had a disagreement.

As if it was a conditioned reflex, Li Xiaobai raised his hand, stretched out his fingers and gently pushed it. The green snake was immediately led to a slight dive.

Qingyao seemed to not believe in this evil and rushed over again.

However, all the movements within a few feet of his body were reflected in Li Xiaobai's heart. With his attention, the green snake's movements seemed to be slower and slower. He raised his hand casually and blocked it again, and once again he turned the other party out in an unbiased manner.

"Huh? What the hell is this?"

The green snake, who had been empty for two consecutive times, looked at Li Xiaobai with his head tilted, as if he felt incredible. He didn't know when his biting, which he had tried and failed again and again.

He rose up again and shot the lightning at Li Xiaobai, which was three points faster than just now.

However, the two fingers were still accurately placed on the snake's body without any reason. The green snake, which was in mid-air without any support, was pushed away without any accident and hit the oil cloth with a snap.

A few small sheds that were temporarily built with oil cloth were immediately shaking.

Because the first half of the "Mahabhian Sutra" was triggered by accident, although Li Xiaobai still didn't know how to practice, the whole text was imprinted on the first petal of the lotus bud blooming in his heart.

With the help of this spiritual petal, the true mystery of the Mahaboran Sutra is running on its own. When Li Xiaobai is still in a state of cultivation, whether he is talking, walking, eating, sleeping, he is still in a state of cultivation, which gradually increases his mind and his six consciousnesses become more and more sensitive. A trace of vague spiritual energy subtly washes his muscles and marrow.

I'm afraid even Li Xiaobai himself doesn't know the reason, but he enjoys these unexpected gains with peace of mind, and his movements become more and more skillful. He can always intercept Qingyao just right, making her unable to get close to her.

After three hundred rounds of battle between one person and one demon plate, Qingyao finally couldn't help but feel discouraged. The young master was always able to intercept her figure in advance, making her in vain.

"Young Master knew that he was bullying me. He was angry and stopped playing!"

Zhiliu, he got back into his pocket and became furious.

Putting down his hand, Li Xiaobai smiled bitterly and rubbed his fingers. Although he had just read the mystery of the first half of the "Mahaboran Sutra" and his mental perception became unusually keen, this body was still a physical body. Even if the demon Qingyao deliberately restrained her strength, she was still a demon clan in the Transformation Realm. If she was completely let go, even a big bull would be easily knocked out.

The final analysis of the matter is just a joke.

After blocking it for dozens of times, not only was the fingers already red and swollen, and the pain was endless, but the arms also began to sore and swollen, just like I had just done a coolie.

Perhaps when you wake up early tomorrow, you will inevitably have another piece of blue and purple.

Although he suffered some flesh and blood, Li Xiaobai was in a very good mood. He was finally no longer able to deal with this witch.

Xiaobai firmly believes that a small victory is an excellent start.
Chapter completed!