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Chapter 19

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    Li Bochen stood at the door of the foot shop, in a dilemma for a while.

    Apparently this tiger¡ªif it really is¡ªhasn¡¯t seen how much it weighs.  It must be that he saw himself walking around with a group of ghosts, and felt that he must be an expert with a good cultivation base.

    He didn't know whether this thing was benevolent or malicious, but seeing that it knew how to read people's hearts and watch words and expressions, it should be very difficult to provoke.

    Now it only borrows these "yin soldiers" from itself, and lures it with property

    Li Bochen sighed in his heart, and answered as briefly as possible: "Since you begged me twice, it is destined. You can take it."

    If he hadn't fallen asleep, his heart would be beating wildly at this moment, not sure whether his answering like a master's style was appropriate.  But the man in red immediately saluted again, and his tone was already a little joyful: "Then tomorrow, brother Taoist, please take the Yin soldiers and go south for five li, until you reach Wujing Mountain Pass to help me!"

    After she said this, she seemed to want to say something else, but her figure suddenly flickered and faded away.

    Li Bochen hurried into the foot shop, went back to the house, lay down on himself, and woke up.

    By this time, I really felt my heart beating like thunder.  In the past in Wuliang City, he heard people talk about various anecdotes about Zhonglu, but most of them were just rumors.  Although I know that there are cultivation methods in the world, and I am considered a half monk, but in such a one-city place, I have seen very little and experienced little, so it is hard to really care about it.

    Naturally, he has also heard that there is a taboo on the journey of cultivation - although the ghosts after death are useless, don't deal with them unless it is absolutely necessary.  Because the ghosts should be taken to the lower realm by the ghost messengers of the netherworld, and the idea of ??attacking these ghosts is tantamount to provoking the spirits in the netherworld.

    But he always felt that there are so many ghosts in the world, and many times after a person dies, the ghosts are not taken immediately but stay in this world for a few days, so it should be fine if he moves his hands and feet a little.

    To this day, it seems that I am really unlucky, and I have provoked something.

    It was the first time he dealt with the legendary living spirit gods in this world, and only now did he truly realize that there are indeed many weird and unpredictable existences in another world other than the living world that he usually hears and sees!

    That thing mentioned that tomorrow he would go to Wujing Mountain, five miles away, to "help her" Li Bochen thought about it for a while, and felt that he could be sure that that thing was indeed a mountain god.

    After crossing the Lianhua Mountain on which the Wuliang City rests, the highest peak in the area of ??dozens of miles from the snowy field of the Lianhua Mountain in the north to the Fengxiao Gorge in the south is indeed called the Wujing Mountain.

    Is it because I am getting closer and closer to Wujing Mountain, so the face of the mountain god becomes clearer and stays longer?

    He didn't want to be involved in this kind of thing-if a mountain god had to ask some expert passing by for help, who knew how weird and dangerous it would be?  But to get out of the Siheng Mountains from Beikou Town, the Wujing Mountain is indeed the only way to go.

    Li Bochen sighed lowly, thinking that when he passed there tomorrow, he would never fall asleep.  Those Yin spirits following behind, the mountain god can take it himself if he wants to take it.  When he walked out of the Wujing Mountain area, he probably wouldn't be able to pester him anymore.

    But when he was in Wuliang City, he once told those ghosts that they helped him at that time, and they must pay homage to them in the future.  This time, if the spirits of the soldiers in the city were really taken away by that mountain god, it is unknown what would happen.  Although a person dying as a ghost is an ignorant state with only fragmentary memories and instincts, Li Bochen still couldn't help but feel lost in his heart.

    He felt that he had a different identity, but he was unable to protect anyone in this troubled world.  When it comes to life and death, you can only follow the word "forbearance" and the word "ruthless", and in the end you can only reluctantly be alone.

    Perhaps he had been up for a few days and drank alcohol, he felt lost for a while, and fell asleep unknowingly.

    This time he slept very deeply, and when he was awakened by the man next door coughing and spitting, he found that it was already dawn.  He got up immediately, and after washing up, he spent three dollars in the store to order a noodle with pickled bamboo shoots and pork to fill his stomach, and then went out with the dagger in his pocket.

    Last night at the banquet, I heard that the small caravan going to Qingzhou lived in Fuyuan in the east of the town. When Li Bochen walked to the gate of the inn yard, he found that the people in the caravan seemed to have just got up.

    Four young men in flip-flop leather jackets were harnessing the car, and the pony with shiny fur was blowing white mist from its nostrils in the cold morning.  A shorter one was talking to the clerk in front of the inn, he looked like the owner of the caravan.  There was also an old man wearing crystal glasses, with his hands on his cuffs, directing the guys to carry the fur goods.

    There are three carts and one van.  Perhaps because too many leather goods were collected, the van was also emptied to transport the goods.

    He looked at the gate of the courtyard for a while, and walkedHe bowed to the old man: "This old shopkeeper."

    The old man turned to look at him, and also saluted: "Ah, you are?"

    "I heard that your number is going to Qingzhou, and I want a partner." Li Bochen said politely, "I have encountered some difficulties, and I have lost all my money, but I still have strength. I can drive cars and unload goods on the road.  Just eat and drink."

    The old man froze for a moment, looked him up and down, and pondered for a while.  They received a lot of goods this year, and they are indeed short of manpower.  But the road to the north exit was not very peaceful. The young man in front of him suddenly appeared, and he was a little uncertain for a while.

    It can be seen that Li Bochen's appearance is dignified, and his conversation is not as ruffian as ordinary traffickers, so the impression in his heart is not bad.  He thought about it again, then turned his face and raised his voice, "Boss!"

    Not far away, the short man who was talking to the buddy turned his face away.  Li Bochen was slightly taken aback when he saw this man's appearance.  The owner, who was tightly wrapped in a fur jacket and wore a bear fur hat, turned out to be a woman in her mid-twenties.

    The woman came over, her eyes swept over Li Bochen first, and then at the old man.  The old man said: "This little brother wants to find a partner, let the boss make up his mind."

    After saying this, he bowed to the woman, turned around and walked away slowly.  I don't know the identity of this old man, but his attitude towards this lady boss is a bit arrogant.

    But the woman didn't take it seriously, and looked at Li Bochen, with a smile on her face: "Why, my brother is also from Qingzhou?"

    Li Bochen stayed in Wuliang City for three years, except for occasionally seeing the maids beside Sui Wujiu, Duke Chebei from a distance, he hardly ever saw a woman again.  It was also the first time listening to a woman speak at this time.  This woman's voice is not very pleasant, even a little hoarse.  But when Li Bochen heard it, he felt it was very pleasing to the ear.

    It's been a long time since I saw a woman.  He laughed at himself in his heart, then said seriously: "Yes."

    The woman reached out and stroked a strand of black hair from her face: "The accent doesn't sound like someone from Qingzhou. What's your name?"

    Li Bochen said: "I'm Li Song. You are a good ear. I actually grew up in Xiangzhou when I was young, and I went to Qingzhou to join relatives in Xiliu City a few years ago." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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