The dark sky is covered with dark clouds, and dark red lightning passes through the wounded cracks in the clouds. From time to time, scattered volcanic gravel slowly falls with flames, like burning feathers
The dark clouds became thicker and thicker, as if pressing on the viaduct, a strong wind passed by. The heavy rain poured into a huge lightning shot down the bridge. The winding light penetrated the world, reflecting the chaotic and dense raindrops in the wind. The whole world seemed to be filled with strong wind and rain.
Huge raindrops fell, splashing water on the glass, Cheng Zongyang leaned against the wide and soft seat, and Xiao Zi curled up in his arms, making a soft and even breathing sound. The wind was howling outside, and the rain was pouring. The carriage seemed to be another world, dry, warm and quiet, full of warm atmosphere.
Another lightning fell, and the dull thunder seemed to roll from the roof of the car Zong Yang woke up from his sleep. His arm moved slightly, and he stopped quickly and looked at Xiao Zi's quiet sleeping face, counting her long eyelashes one by one, without feeling tired at all.
Thunder kept ringing, and Cheng Zongyang suddenly remembered that Mo Rulin was still in the trunk, and he was shocked. He wouldn't have suffocated that guy to death for so long, would he?
Cheng Zongyang moved his arm, but his right arm was still sleepy and numb, and he couldn't lift it up heavily. He had to pick up Xiao Zi with his left hand and gently put it aside.
Like the huge body, the trunk of the car is also extremely wide, and there seems to be a ventilation setting inside. Not only is Mo Rulin not suffocating, but he snores like thunder. He is sleeping soundly. The gangster hero half opens his mouth, and his saliva drips on his body. He can't see the panic, fear, and the sinisterness and coldness of the knife hidden in his smile, but a sense of relief, as if he is relieved, and even his sleep becomes relaxed.
Close the trunk, Cheng Zongyang ran back quickly for a short while, his body was soaked, and he was soaked from head to toe that he opened the car door, was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said: You are awake
Xiao Zi curled her legs and leaned in the chair, her beautiful eyes were like cold stars, and she shone slightly with the lightning flashing outside the window.
She didn't make a sound, but just reached out to help him untickle his clothes, stacked the wet clothes, wiped the water marks from him with a silk squid, then hugged his waist, and put his delicate jade face on his naked chest
A faint fragrance floated from the nose, Cheng Zongyang buried his chin between Xiao Zi's soft hair, and his heart slowly calmed down.
Does it hurt?
Of course it hurts
Cheng Zongyang said weakly: Damn, if I am disabled, I will count on you for the rest of my life.
Xiao Zi chuckled and said: Good Ah
Cheng Zongyang moved his shoulders, it would be great if there was the Red Sun Holy Fruit.
If so, are you willing to eat it?
Nonsense, that's too wasteful. It's definitely time to save your life and eat it.
Cheng Zongyang became suspicious, "Damn girl, you don't have it in your hands, right?"
Xiao Zi spread her hands, but unfortunately she didn't
Anyway, we know where it grows, so we go back and scatter it and take it home to plant it.
They've already gone to dig,
Xiao Zi said with regret: Unfortunately, the red sun vines in the entire building have withered and they can't die anymore.
Cheng Zongyang said in surprise: Why is this happening?
Xiao Zi said disappointedly: Who knows
It doesn't matter,
Cheng Zongyang comforted: Maybe next time I come, it will sprout again?
The heavy rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the body of the car and the bridge under the car seemed to float up, swaying in the water
The abandoned city under the bridge seemed to be soaked in the bottom of the water. Occasionally there were a few street lights, emitting tenaciously in the darkness, reflecting strange bubbles.
At this moment, looking down at the magic ruins on the bridge, Cheng Zongyang suddenly felt a sense of heart. Old man Zhu chased Yue Pengju into the Taiquan Ancient Formation back then. Would Wang Zhe be the same? Wang Zhe once said that the red stone was on the west side of the Taiquan Ancient Formation, but he knew that the Taiquan Ancient Formation was layered. If he came in with Yue Pengju through the teleportation array, would he regard this magic ruin as the entire Taiquan Ancient Formation?
From another perspective, since Shi Shuai directly mentioned the red stone, it must be an iconic existence in the ancient Taiquan Formation, but neither the foreigner nor Xu Junfang knew its location, unless it was in the Demon Ruins.
Demon Ruins!
Cheng Zongyang said: The red stone is on the west side of the Demon Ruins!
Xiao Zi thought about it for a while, and then you'll know
Cheng Zongyang looked at the heavy rain outside the window. There was no sun, how could he find the direction?
Xiao Zi pointed to the dashboard and said: There is Ah here
Cheng Zongyang patted his head and sent Lao Mo back first! ...
brother,
Mo Rulin stuffed a heavy item into Cheng Zongyang's hand. The pair of red gold wrist guards had two magic tricks engraved with mountain movements and flying feathers. When worn on the wrist, even a big knife weighing dozens of pounds was as light as a feather.
Cheng Zongyang said: What does it mean?
Mo Rulin whispered: Brothers are wise people, I will give you some face later...
Cheng Zongyang understood and smiled and said: It’s easy to say!
Mo Rulin breathed a sigh of relief, then put away his laughter, put on a deep expression, put his hands behind him, and walked steadily, revealing the shrewd and domineering aura as the gangster overlord.
The huge space in the parking lot was flashing with stars of fire. The forces of all sides were confronting each other, and the quarrel was a big difference. Compared with when Cheng Zongyang left, the situation was very different. On the left was the Zhou clan with the most powerful force, and the leader was Fen Wuchen and Zhou Fei; on the right were foreigners with no number of people than Zhou clans. The last one was Song San and several guards. The last one was Buddhist temples headed by Fayin Temple. Although the number of people was much smaller, the monks were strict in their laws and regulations, so no one dared to underestimate them. There were also several sporadic forces. For example, the Taoist sects with great strength were no longer as powerful and could only act as bystanders.
The focus of everyone's eyes was that an old man named Zhou clan, the master of the Zhou clan, was lying on the ground. The eyes were wide open, and one knee was pressed on his back, one hand stuck his neck and the other hand was stuffed into his mouth, as if he was digging something
Xiao Yaoyi squatted beside him and advised: Spit it out
The former name Bo shook his head resolutely
With so many people staring at me, how long can you last?
Xi Mingbo looked righteous and deaf.
Xiao Yaoyi spread his hands and said to Puji and others: There is nothing we can do about this, can't we cut his stomach open, right?
Amitabha!
Puji proclaimed the Buddha's name and said in a deep voice: Since that's the case, the little monk took him back to the temple and made a decision in front of the Buddha.
Who dares!
Zhou Fei stopped drinking
The young master is right!
Song San said at the top of his voice in the crowd: I will join forces with the Zhou clan to destroy these bald thieves first!
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
People from other families are afraid that the world will be riotous
A voice said lightly: What's the matter, so lively?
The foreigner cheered as if he had found his backbone. Song San came out and crossed his hands and said: Mr. Mo!
What's in a hurry?
Mo Rulin waved his hand calmly and said slowly
Song San approached his ear and muttered in a low voice
On the other side, Xin Yong held Cheng Zongyang like he saw his relatives and said without letting go, saying in tears: Brother, you have to make the decision for me!
Cheng Zongyang was also confused, what's going on?
The dizzy head whined twice and was about to speak, but Xin Yong spat on his face, "Get out! You trash!"
The dizzy head silencedly, his hands were stuck a little tighter
Seeing that Xi Mingbo was pinched and rolled his eyes, he would be strangled to death at any time, Cheng Zongyang quickly persuaded: If you have something to say - what's going on?
Brother, didn’t you give the Glazed Dzi to the Episode Junior Brother? This guy is just a waste!
Xinyong said with a heartache: The bead was caught in his hand before it was warm. I hurriedly came to pick it up. Seeing that the waste could not take off, he threw the beads over - who would have thought that this old guy who killed thousands of swords would run to the middle and jumped up and shouted. God is pitiful! The waste, the brother of the Dyed, threw our Buddhist treasure into the old guy's mouth...
Not so? When has it happened? You have been struggling for so long?
At first we have a lot of people, but later there are many people in Zhou. At first, we fought two games, but no one was better off. Later, people from other families came and went to this day.
Cheng Zongyang thought that his trick had been exposed, but he didn't expect that there would be such a bizarre turning point. The Glazed Dzi bead is said to be the treasure of the reincarnation of a monk. The Buddhist monks have lost the Buddha's relics and cannot be missed at all. On the Zhou clan, the Glazed Dzi beads are of great significance to Fen Wuchen and the Qingzhou General Chamber of Commerce behind them, and they are even more unwilling to give in. Now, the Glazed Dzi beads are in the belly of Ximingbo, but Ximingbo is in the helmsman of the dizzy head--the Buddhist temples and the Zhou clan are completely in the battle.
Although the Zhou clan has a large number, there are fewer two real leaders, Yan Senlei and Pang Baihong. With just one Zhou Fei, can you control these people from different sects? I am afraid that you will have to make a big question mark. The Buddhist Dharma Yin, Safan, and Buddha Guang temples are all under the names of the ten directions of the jungle. Although the number of people is not as large as that of the Zhou clan, it has extraordinary cohesion, especially the crazy believers who dare to play hard. If you really fight, no one has to think about it.
As for those people from other families, they spared no effort to fan the flames and provoke trouble in the middle, and they wanted to make blood flowing like a river of blood.
The two sides were quarreling, and someone shouted: The Glazed Dzi beads are our young master’s first choice! It should be owned by our Zhou clan!
Everyone in the Zhou clan responded in unison, that's right! That's right!
Monk Puji raised his arms and shouted, how could a great Buddhist weapon fall into the hands of others!
The monks shouted in unison: Protect my Buddha treasure!
Several monks from Sofan Temple called out particularly loudly
Zhou Fei said loudly: Since it is a Buddhist treasure, the glazed Dzi bead obtained by those who are destined to be obtained is obtained by Zhou. It is now falling on the master's stove. It can be seen that the fate of the Buddha treasure is in our Zhou clan!
As soon as this sentence came out, the Zhou clan members said it was, and even the Taoist sects who were watching, such as Chen Huangjing, nodded slightly.
Puji's Zen staff shook to the ground, and several copper rings at the end of the staff clanged, and said in a stern manner: Do people from heretics dare to talk about the Buddha's fate?
Another monk took a step forward and said in a cold voice: It is not because of my Buddhist believers who dare to say the Buddha's orders and talk about the Buddhist principles in absurd way - blasphemy of my Buddha, so that's why!
Cheng Zongyang just heard Zhou Fei's words, and thought that the Young Master Zhou had a few tricks to tell the truth and block the monks' mouths. He didn't expect that these monks' reactions would be so intense. It was not that Buddhists dared to talk about Buddhist principles, but they were directly criticized as the implication of the heretics. Only the Ten Directions Jungle is the only interpreter of Buddhist scriptures. The competition for the right to speak is so strong that it is very different from the Buddhist sect in his impression. If this continues, it may not take long for a Buddhist version of the Inquisition to come out.
Zhou Fei obviously didn't understand why his unspecified words aroused such a big reaction. He was stunned and shouted: Why bother raping? Just beat him if you want to!
Extremely tough attitude
Puji is not outrageous, so good!
Let's wait!
Li Jinxiang said: I dare to ask Mr. Mo, do you still need to interfere in today’s affairs?
Mo Rulin was now firmly protected by a group of guards. When he heard the girl in palace clothes speak, he raised his eyebrows slightly. The Zhou clan was comparable to the Buddhist temples. As a third party, the attitude of the foreign people, it seemed very important. He had already expressed his opinion that he would never allow the glazed Dzi beads to fall into Guangyuanxing's hands. Zhou Fei and others knew it. Li Jinxiang deliberately mentioned this matter, not to forget, but to remind Buddhist temples to beware of the fisherman who had made profits for nothing.
Puji and others didn't know that Mo Rulin had already had a fight with the Zhou clan, but they really showed a look of alert when they heard this.
Mo Rulin snorted coldly in his heart. The Lord Li is not old, but he is quite scheming. He said lightly: Since Master Li asks, Mo might as well say clearly: Today's matter, we only follow Mr. Cheng's leader, what will we do if we say Mr. Cheng?
As soon as this statement was made, there was an uproar in the field. Now Canglan gathered the leading figures of various sects, and many of them were well-known in the world. In contrast, Cheng Zongyang and his party were inconspicuous. No one expected that Canglan's local local snake would make their position slump on the one hand.
Xin Yong was overjoyed and felt that his thighs were really properly held this time. Fen Wuchen still looked more and more sinister. Only Zhou Fei was still arrogant and arrogant. It seemed that nothing in the world could make him bow his head.
Mo Rulin's prestige among foreigners is indeed not a prank. Although Song San and others did not understand the whole story, none of them questioned the decision of the boss.
Everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Zongyang, and Zhou Fei should come forward next, but the Young Master Zhou just sneered disdainfully, and Li Jinxiang had to say: What does Mr. Cheng mean?
Cheng Zongyang looked around and suddenly said: Where is Fairy Pan from Guangming Temple?
Everyone looked into the corner with their eyes, Pan Jinlian wearing a veil, her beautiful eyes as quiet as water
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Let me tell you, let’s take out that thing first and see if it is a Buddhist treasure. Then, Guangming Guantang is good at surgery. It’s better to have Fairy Pan take the caesarean section for the Master Stories to take the beads with Fairy Pan’s medical skills. I guess the Master Stories will not have any worries about their lives, right?
Pan Jinlian said lightly: 20%
When everyone heard this, they thought this idea was good. Not many people had seen the Glazed Dzi bead with their own eyes. They didn't even know whether it was true or false. Besides, 20% of the chances were not missing, but Xi Mingbo twisted his life and was obviously not satisfied with this success rate.
Li Jinxiang said: Is there a safer way?
Xiao Yaoyi said: I'll do it! I've learned medical skills, so I dare not say much! I'm sure there are still some
Let it go down!
Wu Erlang said: I'm still 70% more! Old man, why don't Er Master give you a cut? I'll make sure you'll have a good time with one knife!
Li Jinxiang was secretly anxious. She took the initiative to approach Zhou Fei according to Guangyuanxing's arrangement. After getting along with each other in the past few days, although this young master Zhou has repeatedly made amazing moves, she was disappointed. Although Zhou Fei was in a high position, he did not realize his role at all. He seemed to think that as the young master, his subordinates would naturally be loyal to him. As for how to control his subordinates and do their best, it was not within his consideration.
Fen Wuchen was invited by Guangyuanxing to help, and he had no friendship with the Zhou clan itself. Although he was standing on the side of the Zhou clan, he obviously had his own calculations in his heart. Yan Senlei was gone forever, which was mostly in danger. The Zhou clan, who had just become a prototype, was already a mess. Now that Li Jinxiang was reluctant, she could only stand up for it.
Mars seemed to flash across his eyes under Fen Wuchen's hood. If it were just a Dynasty, he had already taken action. As long as the Glazed Dzi bead was in Xi Mingbo's belly, it would be irrelevant to him whether the master stove was dead or alive. What he feared was that the young man and the reckless man beside Dynasty were entangled by the two, the old man hiding in the dark would never miss the opportunity.
Zhou Fei raised his gun and said: I, Zhou Fei, will never give up on my relatives and friends--I didn’t know before, now, and I won’t know in the future! Come on! Who dares to fight me, Zhou Fei!
Puji raised the Zen stick with his left hand and drew a 卍 character on his chest with his right hand. All Buddhas of the three generations will bless you! All kindness and omnipotence are the only Buddha! The glory belongs to the Buddha! Amitabha!
Both sides were tense and about to break out. Li Jinxiang hurriedly said: Listen to me! All the masters are all Buddhists, and they are compassionate. It would be better for us to have three people each and win two games - Elder Fen, Master Chen, Master Xinyong, Master Puji, what do you think?
This little bitch!
Song San cursed inwardly
The battle between the Zhou clan and the jungle of the ten directions has become a dead end. Once a conflict occurs, both sides will definitely suffer losses. The foreigners are naturally happy to see the result. Li Jinxiang proposes three games and two wins. Even if both sides play three games, both sides will suffer losses in each game, and the foreigners will not get much advantage.
Song San secretly thought about how to incite the two sides to fight fiercely, but heard Cheng Zongyang sigh, Young Master Zhou, Master, you guys, why bother to do it? We will stop interfering in today's matter, let's go! Let's go!
Cheng Zongyang gave Xiao Yaoyi a wink. Xiao Yaoyi understood and pulled Wu Er with one hand and retreated outside the circle with Cheng Zongyang.
The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever, and there will be a time later
Mo Rulin said a few words of scenes, bowed with grace, and then took his subordinates out together
Cheng Zongyang left as soon as he said that he didn't care about the glazed Dzi beads at all, but Wu Erlang looked unwilling. Cheng Toer, let it go?
So what?
Cheng Zongyang said: If we don’t leave, how can they fight?
Mo Rulin said happily: Brothers are really smart! Come on, let me introduce to you: Bian Wuji, Ji Feixiong
The man who used the whip and the strong man like an iron tower each held his fists.
Dai Songyuan, Bai Xingchen
Master Jian and the good hand of the stick.
Mo Rulin said: These are the four major guards under my command, and their cultivation is the top among the foreigners.
Cheng Zongyang has also seen the skills of these people. He is better than himself. I think he is a famous person in the world. Unfortunately, he is trapped in Canglan, and his past reputation has long been destroyed.
This is Song San, who has been with me for the longest time
Mo Rulin's status as a foreigner was revealed immediately. Although Song San and others fought Cheng Zongyang not long ago, Mo Rulin made his attitude clear, and everyone did not dare to neglect at all, so they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
This Brother Cheng is my family friend
Mo Rulin said: Do you remember what I told you? When I walked in the world, I had received great kindness from my boss. Even the method of hot springs was also taught by my boss, and that was the elder of Brother Cheng.
Song San and others immediately changed their favor. Although they had never seen the former boss of Mr. Mo, they mentioned it by chance, and they were full of admiration. They also knew that Mr. Mo's boss was very famous. He was not just an ordinary person. He didn't know how many people from other places were saved. If it was not a hot spring method, no matter how good they were, in the past ten years, they either became dry bones on the road or hungry beggars on the roadside. Speaking of it, Mr. Mo's boss should be the benefactor of all people from other places.
You all know the treasures I hide in the warehouse, just to repay the boss' kindness one day, one day
Mo Rulin's voice choked. Now that Brother Cheng's elders have passed away, this will only fall on Brother Cheng...
Song San hurriedly said: Mr. Mo, please don’t be sad. If Mr. Mo’s feelings are known to him, he will definitely be relieved.
Mo Rulin wiped his tears and said: There is no need to mention the previous misunderstanding. In the future, Brother Cheng and I will be a friend of life and death! Although the boss has passed away, Mo and his sons dare not forget that from today on, Brother Cheng will be my Mo Wu's young boss.
Mo Rulin said the same thing among the people of other surnames. As soon as this statement was spoken, Song San and others said in unison without hesitation: Young Master!
Cheng Zongyang said: Brother Mo is so polite. I had known that Brother Mo was trapped here, so I would have come long ago.
As he spoke, the wind changed. Although Canglan is a good place, life is inconvenient. Brother Mo has lived here for a long time, so it would be hard
Mo Rulin sighed: Just live a life of silence
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: I'm not talented, now the clan chamber of commerce is being managed by me.
Mo Rulin was stunned and said as he followed the conversation: Brother Cheng is indeed young and promising. When the boss's business comes to his brother, it will definitely be a great success and a wealth of money will be abundant.
Normal
Cheng Zongyang said politely, and then said: Canglan's business trip is difficult. Although everyone is living a fairy life in this paradise, it is inevitable that the east and west of my business will be opened in the past few months. If Brother Mo does not dislike it, we will set up a special business road to Canglan.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were surprised and stuck in Canglan. What they most hoped for was the business trip outside.
But Canglan is not only difficult to move on the road, but there is no local production. The items from the Taiquan Ancient Formation are almost all taken. Occasionally, I don’t know how to use them. It’s better to sell fakes when I put them outside.
Nowadays, fake goods are rampant in the town, relying on the name of the ancient Taiquan Formation. The curious outsiders' method of making money is actually to rob and kill explorers in the formation. It is also to rely on the looting money to attract merchants who are looking for huge profits. They use a lot of money to exchange for food and cloth to maintain the most basic survival. No matter how ordinary goods are transported to Canglan, they are very expensive, but no matter how expensive the goods of those merchants are, they are willing to accept them. After all, they can exchange their lives for their lives. If there is a regular trade route... they dare not even think of such a good thing.
Mo Rulin was more surprised than happy. He was the boss of a foreigner. He had been dealing with foreign businessmen for many years. He knew that this business path was not as simple as saying. If you really had to go through it for many years, the manpower and material resources he had put in were definitely not a small amount.
My brother understood this kindness, but he specially set up a trade route...
Brother Mo, don't worry,
Cheng Zongyang said confidently: The most scarce thing in the town is just food. I calculated it. If it is entirely out of trafficking, Brother Mo needs about one hundred stones of grain every month. This amount is not too much. A few big trucks can be pulled. However, Canglan is mostly mountain roads, and large trucks cannot pass. If it is replaced with mules and horses, it will cost about forty or fifty heads. There are still five or six escort handles from Yiling to Canglan. On the road, two caravans took turns. Each trip took a break for half a month. It can ensure that there is a caravan every month. The price of grain outside fluctuates greatly, but the most expensive one is no more than twenty silver zhu per stone. The expenses of the two caravans are included. Each stone of grain is transported from Yiling to Canglan. It is almost thirty silver zhu per 100 stone, which is 150 gold zhu per 100 stone.
The eyes of those people from other surnames almost glared out. If there was really a hundred stones of food a month, everyone could at least have a full meal, not to mention that the price was dozens of times lower than in the town!
Young master's clarification,
Song Sandao: It is not very difficult to just go to Canglan. What is difficult is the fog barrier. Ordinary people dare not say that they will die forever. However, there were five incidents in ten times and five times, and we useless people, and we are not even able to get involved in this trade route. I am afraid that we will lose too much.
If there is a 50% mortality rate, every two trips, one will die on the road. No one is willing to go through the business road that makes ten times more money. Cheng Zongyang has long been concerned about it and said: This is easy to deal with, but you need some effort.
Seeing that he was very sure, Mo Rulin was also excited and bowed: Young master just asks!
Are you familiar with the foggy terrain?
Everyone looked at each other. They had been destroyed by the fog barrier all their lives. The fog barrier in Canglan can be said to be unforgettable, but they had the least understanding of the fog barrier terrain. Most of them were trapped in one trip and were not even as good as those passers-by. They walked around twice.
When I came here, I noticed that the road between the fog barriers was actually a downhill road to transport goods, and it didn't take too much effort. There are three difficult points: First, no objects can be seen in the fog; second, the fog is cold and cannot be kept for a long time; third, the strange beasts in the fog will attack pedestrians
Cheng Zongyang said: I have an idea to solve these problems
As he spoke, he changed his mind. Have you seen all the things that the second master used?
Everyone nodded
All you have to do is to remove the rails, be careful to be complete, not be bent and damaged
Cheng Zongyang said: I will send someone to lay a track
track?
This is the first time everyone has heard of it
Divide the rails into two rows and fix them, and use an iron wheel to run down all the way.
Everyone was skeptical, and some people said: How can the wheels run on such thin rails?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: You will know then
Mo Rulin suddenly shouted: Railway! I heard from Yue... the boss said it!
Xiao Yaoyi also showed a stern expression, obviously Yue Niaoren had bragged to them
Mo Rulin rubbed his hands repeatedly, OK! OK! Why didn’t I expect it?
Song Sandao: Mr. Mo, we can't do it even if we think of it
To assist in setting up tracks, you must enter the fog barrier, which is the fatal point of a person from other people.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Don't worry, the fog barrier wrapped around me is about five miles long. A complete railway track is seven and a half meters, one and twenty miles, and it is about two hundred paving roads. You don't need to work hard. I will arrange some good people to come here. It will take about one month to finish.
Mo Rulin shouted: How can this be done!
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Since it is a business road, of course there are some back and forth items you found in the formation. Whether it is good or bad, I will ask for them all, as long as you don’t use fake goods to fool me.
Look at what the young master said!
Mo Rulin laughed twice, and then she burst into tears. I, Mo Wu, was fortunately taken care of by my boss, so I was today. I didn’t expect that I would have to rely on the young boss to support me for so many years. I, Mo Wu, is really useless...
Telling loudly
Song San accompanied him to tears and choked and said: The young master's great kindness and virtue are so great that the young master can't repay him even if he is broken into pieces...
The foreigner behind did not hear everyone's conversation clearly, and whispered. Soon, the news that Mr. Mo's old boss wanted to open a special trade route spread, and the joy suddenly became loud.
Mo Rulin felt a different feeling in his heart. He hid in Canglan, because he was ashamed of Yue Shuai, and the other hand, he was also avoiding disaster, so as not to be regarded as Yue Niyu's party to remove the natural cage of Canglan's foggy barrier. Life in the town was not easy, but for the sake of life, he could only grit his teeth and suffer this time when he met Yue Shuai's old friend. Mo Rulin also took the initiative to reveal the secret that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years. After saying that, he felt relaxed all over, thinking about killing and cutting it, but unexpectedly, the young man actually proposed to open a special trade route, which was a good thing like a pie falling from the sky.
The young owner...
Mo Rulin was crying and was about to bow down
Cheng Zongyang quickly supported him, Brother Mo, do you need to be polite in your relationship? Don't worry, the trade route will be opened within three months
Those people from other surnames looked at Cheng Zongyang with different eyes, their eyes were full of awe and gratitude, and they almost regarded him as a living Bodhisattva who saved the suffering.
Cheng Zongyang had long been thinking about it. He planned to set up five money houses in the State of Song. In addition to the general account of Lin'an and the semicolon of Yunzhou to the west, the other three are still planning to build the south. It is located on Yiling and Canglan. Although the commercial road from Yiling to Canglan is expensive, it is not impossible to afford the Taiquan Ancient Formation. But he cannot stay in Canglan for a long time to find the answer. If the railway tracks are laid, the items of the Taiquan Ancient Formation will be continuously transported to the outside world. Maybe there are things that he can use.
Railway?
Xiao Yaoyi thought: What if he paved a railway from Jiangzhou to Jiankang?
Don't even think about it
Cheng Zongyang said: Not to mention whether there are so many steels used for rails, they must be rust-resistant, compressive, and will not deform. They also require sufficient accuracy. Can the Six Dynasties be cast?
What if all the railway tracks of the Taiquan Ancient Formation were made out?
What a joke?
Wu Erlang said: If you can make it, remember to leave two for the second master
Xiao Yaoyi also knew it was impossible. If he really transported the rails to the outside world and refined them all into swords himself, he would not use them to pave the road. That would be a waste.
Suddenly everyone exclaimed, but Wu Erlang turned on the flashlight, and the sharp column of light immediately compared the surrounding torches.
Wu Erlang said proudly: Have you never seen it? A local dog!
Song San said enviously: What a good thing
Don't touch it! Can you afford to lose if you touch it?
Wu Erlang held the flashlight with a stern look on his face and suddenly said: Hey? Is this old Xu?
Xu Junfang was shining the flashlight on his face, and he couldn't open his eyes. He covered his eyes with both hands and pulled his throat and said: Cheng Touer! Are you?
Lao Xu, why are you here?
I'm waiting for you outside, but I came over when I saw the light column...Don't look!Don't look...
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: You are here just in time. Finalize this business first, Brother Mo, please
The dark clouds became thicker and thicker, as if pressing on the viaduct, a strong wind passed by. The heavy rain poured into a huge lightning shot down the bridge. The winding light penetrated the world, reflecting the chaotic and dense raindrops in the wind. The whole world seemed to be filled with strong wind and rain.
Huge raindrops fell, splashing water on the glass, Cheng Zongyang leaned against the wide and soft seat, and Xiao Zi curled up in his arms, making a soft and even breathing sound. The wind was howling outside, and the rain was pouring. The carriage seemed to be another world, dry, warm and quiet, full of warm atmosphere.
Another lightning fell, and the dull thunder seemed to roll from the roof of the car Zong Yang woke up from his sleep. His arm moved slightly, and he stopped quickly and looked at Xiao Zi's quiet sleeping face, counting her long eyelashes one by one, without feeling tired at all.
Thunder kept ringing, and Cheng Zongyang suddenly remembered that Mo Rulin was still in the trunk, and he was shocked. He wouldn't have suffocated that guy to death for so long, would he?
Cheng Zongyang moved his arm, but his right arm was still sleepy and numb, and he couldn't lift it up heavily. He had to pick up Xiao Zi with his left hand and gently put it aside.
Like the huge body, the trunk of the car is also extremely wide, and there seems to be a ventilation setting inside. Not only is Mo Rulin not suffocating, but he snores like thunder. He is sleeping soundly. The gangster hero half opens his mouth, and his saliva drips on his body. He can't see the panic, fear, and the sinisterness and coldness of the knife hidden in his smile, but a sense of relief, as if he is relieved, and even his sleep becomes relaxed.
Close the trunk, Cheng Zongyang ran back quickly for a short while, his body was soaked, and he was soaked from head to toe that he opened the car door, was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said: You are awake
Xiao Zi curled her legs and leaned in the chair, her beautiful eyes were like cold stars, and she shone slightly with the lightning flashing outside the window.
She didn't make a sound, but just reached out to help him untickle his clothes, stacked the wet clothes, wiped the water marks from him with a silk squid, then hugged his waist, and put his delicate jade face on his naked chest
A faint fragrance floated from the nose, Cheng Zongyang buried his chin between Xiao Zi's soft hair, and his heart slowly calmed down.
Does it hurt?
Of course it hurts
Cheng Zongyang said weakly: Damn, if I am disabled, I will count on you for the rest of my life.
Xiao Zi chuckled and said: Good Ah
Cheng Zongyang moved his shoulders, it would be great if there was the Red Sun Holy Fruit.
If so, are you willing to eat it?
Nonsense, that's too wasteful. It's definitely time to save your life and eat it.
Cheng Zongyang became suspicious, "Damn girl, you don't have it in your hands, right?"
Xiao Zi spread her hands, but unfortunately she didn't
Anyway, we know where it grows, so we go back and scatter it and take it home to plant it.
They've already gone to dig,
Xiao Zi said with regret: Unfortunately, the red sun vines in the entire building have withered and they can't die anymore.
Cheng Zongyang said in surprise: Why is this happening?
Xiao Zi said disappointedly: Who knows
It doesn't matter,
Cheng Zongyang comforted: Maybe next time I come, it will sprout again?
The heavy rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the body of the car and the bridge under the car seemed to float up, swaying in the water
The abandoned city under the bridge seemed to be soaked in the bottom of the water. Occasionally there were a few street lights, emitting tenaciously in the darkness, reflecting strange bubbles.
At this moment, looking down at the magic ruins on the bridge, Cheng Zongyang suddenly felt a sense of heart. Old man Zhu chased Yue Pengju into the Taiquan Ancient Formation back then. Would Wang Zhe be the same? Wang Zhe once said that the red stone was on the west side of the Taiquan Ancient Formation, but he knew that the Taiquan Ancient Formation was layered. If he came in with Yue Pengju through the teleportation array, would he regard this magic ruin as the entire Taiquan Ancient Formation?
From another perspective, since Shi Shuai directly mentioned the red stone, it must be an iconic existence in the ancient Taiquan Formation, but neither the foreigner nor Xu Junfang knew its location, unless it was in the Demon Ruins.
Demon Ruins!
Cheng Zongyang said: The red stone is on the west side of the Demon Ruins!
Xiao Zi thought about it for a while, and then you'll know
Cheng Zongyang looked at the heavy rain outside the window. There was no sun, how could he find the direction?
Xiao Zi pointed to the dashboard and said: There is Ah here
Cheng Zongyang patted his head and sent Lao Mo back first! ...
brother,
Mo Rulin stuffed a heavy item into Cheng Zongyang's hand. The pair of red gold wrist guards had two magic tricks engraved with mountain movements and flying feathers. When worn on the wrist, even a big knife weighing dozens of pounds was as light as a feather.
Cheng Zongyang said: What does it mean?
Mo Rulin whispered: Brothers are wise people, I will give you some face later...
Cheng Zongyang understood and smiled and said: It’s easy to say!
Mo Rulin breathed a sigh of relief, then put away his laughter, put on a deep expression, put his hands behind him, and walked steadily, revealing the shrewd and domineering aura as the gangster overlord.
The huge space in the parking lot was flashing with stars of fire. The forces of all sides were confronting each other, and the quarrel was a big difference. Compared with when Cheng Zongyang left, the situation was very different. On the left was the Zhou clan with the most powerful force, and the leader was Fen Wuchen and Zhou Fei; on the right were foreigners with no number of people than Zhou clans. The last one was Song San and several guards. The last one was Buddhist temples headed by Fayin Temple. Although the number of people was much smaller, the monks were strict in their laws and regulations, so no one dared to underestimate them. There were also several sporadic forces. For example, the Taoist sects with great strength were no longer as powerful and could only act as bystanders.
The focus of everyone's eyes was that an old man named Zhou clan, the master of the Zhou clan, was lying on the ground. The eyes were wide open, and one knee was pressed on his back, one hand stuck his neck and the other hand was stuffed into his mouth, as if he was digging something
Xiao Yaoyi squatted beside him and advised: Spit it out
The former name Bo shook his head resolutely
With so many people staring at me, how long can you last?
Xi Mingbo looked righteous and deaf.
Xiao Yaoyi spread his hands and said to Puji and others: There is nothing we can do about this, can't we cut his stomach open, right?
Amitabha!
Puji proclaimed the Buddha's name and said in a deep voice: Since that's the case, the little monk took him back to the temple and made a decision in front of the Buddha.
Who dares!
Zhou Fei stopped drinking
The young master is right!
Song San said at the top of his voice in the crowd: I will join forces with the Zhou clan to destroy these bald thieves first!
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
People from other families are afraid that the world will be riotous
A voice said lightly: What's the matter, so lively?
The foreigner cheered as if he had found his backbone. Song San came out and crossed his hands and said: Mr. Mo!
What's in a hurry?
Mo Rulin waved his hand calmly and said slowly
Song San approached his ear and muttered in a low voice
On the other side, Xin Yong held Cheng Zongyang like he saw his relatives and said without letting go, saying in tears: Brother, you have to make the decision for me!
Cheng Zongyang was also confused, what's going on?
The dizzy head whined twice and was about to speak, but Xin Yong spat on his face, "Get out! You trash!"
The dizzy head silencedly, his hands were stuck a little tighter
Seeing that Xi Mingbo was pinched and rolled his eyes, he would be strangled to death at any time, Cheng Zongyang quickly persuaded: If you have something to say - what's going on?
Brother, didn’t you give the Glazed Dzi to the Episode Junior Brother? This guy is just a waste!
Xinyong said with a heartache: The bead was caught in his hand before it was warm. I hurriedly came to pick it up. Seeing that the waste could not take off, he threw the beads over - who would have thought that this old guy who killed thousands of swords would run to the middle and jumped up and shouted. God is pitiful! The waste, the brother of the Dyed, threw our Buddhist treasure into the old guy's mouth...
Not so? When has it happened? You have been struggling for so long?
At first we have a lot of people, but later there are many people in Zhou. At first, we fought two games, but no one was better off. Later, people from other families came and went to this day.
Cheng Zongyang thought that his trick had been exposed, but he didn't expect that there would be such a bizarre turning point. The Glazed Dzi bead is said to be the treasure of the reincarnation of a monk. The Buddhist monks have lost the Buddha's relics and cannot be missed at all. On the Zhou clan, the Glazed Dzi beads are of great significance to Fen Wuchen and the Qingzhou General Chamber of Commerce behind them, and they are even more unwilling to give in. Now, the Glazed Dzi beads are in the belly of Ximingbo, but Ximingbo is in the helmsman of the dizzy head--the Buddhist temples and the Zhou clan are completely in the battle.
Although the Zhou clan has a large number, there are fewer two real leaders, Yan Senlei and Pang Baihong. With just one Zhou Fei, can you control these people from different sects? I am afraid that you will have to make a big question mark. The Buddhist Dharma Yin, Safan, and Buddha Guang temples are all under the names of the ten directions of the jungle. Although the number of people is not as large as that of the Zhou clan, it has extraordinary cohesion, especially the crazy believers who dare to play hard. If you really fight, no one has to think about it.
As for those people from other families, they spared no effort to fan the flames and provoke trouble in the middle, and they wanted to make blood flowing like a river of blood.
The two sides were quarreling, and someone shouted: The Glazed Dzi beads are our young master’s first choice! It should be owned by our Zhou clan!
Everyone in the Zhou clan responded in unison, that's right! That's right!
Monk Puji raised his arms and shouted, how could a great Buddhist weapon fall into the hands of others!
The monks shouted in unison: Protect my Buddha treasure!
Several monks from Sofan Temple called out particularly loudly
Zhou Fei said loudly: Since it is a Buddhist treasure, the glazed Dzi bead obtained by those who are destined to be obtained is obtained by Zhou. It is now falling on the master's stove. It can be seen that the fate of the Buddha treasure is in our Zhou clan!
As soon as this sentence came out, the Zhou clan members said it was, and even the Taoist sects who were watching, such as Chen Huangjing, nodded slightly.
Puji's Zen staff shook to the ground, and several copper rings at the end of the staff clanged, and said in a stern manner: Do people from heretics dare to talk about the Buddha's fate?
Another monk took a step forward and said in a cold voice: It is not because of my Buddhist believers who dare to say the Buddha's orders and talk about the Buddhist principles in absurd way - blasphemy of my Buddha, so that's why!
Cheng Zongyang just heard Zhou Fei's words, and thought that the Young Master Zhou had a few tricks to tell the truth and block the monks' mouths. He didn't expect that these monks' reactions would be so intense. It was not that Buddhists dared to talk about Buddhist principles, but they were directly criticized as the implication of the heretics. Only the Ten Directions Jungle is the only interpreter of Buddhist scriptures. The competition for the right to speak is so strong that it is very different from the Buddhist sect in his impression. If this continues, it may not take long for a Buddhist version of the Inquisition to come out.
Zhou Fei obviously didn't understand why his unspecified words aroused such a big reaction. He was stunned and shouted: Why bother raping? Just beat him if you want to!
Extremely tough attitude
Puji is not outrageous, so good!
Let's wait!
Li Jinxiang said: I dare to ask Mr. Mo, do you still need to interfere in today’s affairs?
Mo Rulin was now firmly protected by a group of guards. When he heard the girl in palace clothes speak, he raised his eyebrows slightly. The Zhou clan was comparable to the Buddhist temples. As a third party, the attitude of the foreign people, it seemed very important. He had already expressed his opinion that he would never allow the glazed Dzi beads to fall into Guangyuanxing's hands. Zhou Fei and others knew it. Li Jinxiang deliberately mentioned this matter, not to forget, but to remind Buddhist temples to beware of the fisherman who had made profits for nothing.
Puji and others didn't know that Mo Rulin had already had a fight with the Zhou clan, but they really showed a look of alert when they heard this.
Mo Rulin snorted coldly in his heart. The Lord Li is not old, but he is quite scheming. He said lightly: Since Master Li asks, Mo might as well say clearly: Today's matter, we only follow Mr. Cheng's leader, what will we do if we say Mr. Cheng?
As soon as this statement was made, there was an uproar in the field. Now Canglan gathered the leading figures of various sects, and many of them were well-known in the world. In contrast, Cheng Zongyang and his party were inconspicuous. No one expected that Canglan's local local snake would make their position slump on the one hand.
Xin Yong was overjoyed and felt that his thighs were really properly held this time. Fen Wuchen still looked more and more sinister. Only Zhou Fei was still arrogant and arrogant. It seemed that nothing in the world could make him bow his head.
Mo Rulin's prestige among foreigners is indeed not a prank. Although Song San and others did not understand the whole story, none of them questioned the decision of the boss.
Everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Zongyang, and Zhou Fei should come forward next, but the Young Master Zhou just sneered disdainfully, and Li Jinxiang had to say: What does Mr. Cheng mean?
Cheng Zongyang looked around and suddenly said: Where is Fairy Pan from Guangming Temple?
Everyone looked into the corner with their eyes, Pan Jinlian wearing a veil, her beautiful eyes as quiet as water
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Let me tell you, let’s take out that thing first and see if it is a Buddhist treasure. Then, Guangming Guantang is good at surgery. It’s better to have Fairy Pan take the caesarean section for the Master Stories to take the beads with Fairy Pan’s medical skills. I guess the Master Stories will not have any worries about their lives, right?
Pan Jinlian said lightly: 20%
When everyone heard this, they thought this idea was good. Not many people had seen the Glazed Dzi bead with their own eyes. They didn't even know whether it was true or false. Besides, 20% of the chances were not missing, but Xi Mingbo twisted his life and was obviously not satisfied with this success rate.
Li Jinxiang said: Is there a safer way?
Xiao Yaoyi said: I'll do it! I've learned medical skills, so I dare not say much! I'm sure there are still some
Let it go down!
Wu Erlang said: I'm still 70% more! Old man, why don't Er Master give you a cut? I'll make sure you'll have a good time with one knife!
Li Jinxiang was secretly anxious. She took the initiative to approach Zhou Fei according to Guangyuanxing's arrangement. After getting along with each other in the past few days, although this young master Zhou has repeatedly made amazing moves, she was disappointed. Although Zhou Fei was in a high position, he did not realize his role at all. He seemed to think that as the young master, his subordinates would naturally be loyal to him. As for how to control his subordinates and do their best, it was not within his consideration.
Fen Wuchen was invited by Guangyuanxing to help, and he had no friendship with the Zhou clan itself. Although he was standing on the side of the Zhou clan, he obviously had his own calculations in his heart. Yan Senlei was gone forever, which was mostly in danger. The Zhou clan, who had just become a prototype, was already a mess. Now that Li Jinxiang was reluctant, she could only stand up for it.
Mars seemed to flash across his eyes under Fen Wuchen's hood. If it were just a Dynasty, he had already taken action. As long as the Glazed Dzi bead was in Xi Mingbo's belly, it would be irrelevant to him whether the master stove was dead or alive. What he feared was that the young man and the reckless man beside Dynasty were entangled by the two, the old man hiding in the dark would never miss the opportunity.
Zhou Fei raised his gun and said: I, Zhou Fei, will never give up on my relatives and friends--I didn’t know before, now, and I won’t know in the future! Come on! Who dares to fight me, Zhou Fei!
Puji raised the Zen stick with his left hand and drew a 卍 character on his chest with his right hand. All Buddhas of the three generations will bless you! All kindness and omnipotence are the only Buddha! The glory belongs to the Buddha! Amitabha!
Both sides were tense and about to break out. Li Jinxiang hurriedly said: Listen to me! All the masters are all Buddhists, and they are compassionate. It would be better for us to have three people each and win two games - Elder Fen, Master Chen, Master Xinyong, Master Puji, what do you think?
This little bitch!
Song San cursed inwardly
The battle between the Zhou clan and the jungle of the ten directions has become a dead end. Once a conflict occurs, both sides will definitely suffer losses. The foreigners are naturally happy to see the result. Li Jinxiang proposes three games and two wins. Even if both sides play three games, both sides will suffer losses in each game, and the foreigners will not get much advantage.
Song San secretly thought about how to incite the two sides to fight fiercely, but heard Cheng Zongyang sigh, Young Master Zhou, Master, you guys, why bother to do it? We will stop interfering in today's matter, let's go! Let's go!
Cheng Zongyang gave Xiao Yaoyi a wink. Xiao Yaoyi understood and pulled Wu Er with one hand and retreated outside the circle with Cheng Zongyang.
The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever, and there will be a time later
Mo Rulin said a few words of scenes, bowed with grace, and then took his subordinates out together
Cheng Zongyang left as soon as he said that he didn't care about the glazed Dzi beads at all, but Wu Erlang looked unwilling. Cheng Toer, let it go?
So what?
Cheng Zongyang said: If we don’t leave, how can they fight?
Mo Rulin said happily: Brothers are really smart! Come on, let me introduce to you: Bian Wuji, Ji Feixiong
The man who used the whip and the strong man like an iron tower each held his fists.
Dai Songyuan, Bai Xingchen
Master Jian and the good hand of the stick.
Mo Rulin said: These are the four major guards under my command, and their cultivation is the top among the foreigners.
Cheng Zongyang has also seen the skills of these people. He is better than himself. I think he is a famous person in the world. Unfortunately, he is trapped in Canglan, and his past reputation has long been destroyed.
This is Song San, who has been with me for the longest time
Mo Rulin's status as a foreigner was revealed immediately. Although Song San and others fought Cheng Zongyang not long ago, Mo Rulin made his attitude clear, and everyone did not dare to neglect at all, so they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
This Brother Cheng is my family friend
Mo Rulin said: Do you remember what I told you? When I walked in the world, I had received great kindness from my boss. Even the method of hot springs was also taught by my boss, and that was the elder of Brother Cheng.
Song San and others immediately changed their favor. Although they had never seen the former boss of Mr. Mo, they mentioned it by chance, and they were full of admiration. They also knew that Mr. Mo's boss was very famous. He was not just an ordinary person. He didn't know how many people from other places were saved. If it was not a hot spring method, no matter how good they were, in the past ten years, they either became dry bones on the road or hungry beggars on the roadside. Speaking of it, Mr. Mo's boss should be the benefactor of all people from other places.
You all know the treasures I hide in the warehouse, just to repay the boss' kindness one day, one day
Mo Rulin's voice choked. Now that Brother Cheng's elders have passed away, this will only fall on Brother Cheng...
Song San hurriedly said: Mr. Mo, please don’t be sad. If Mr. Mo’s feelings are known to him, he will definitely be relieved.
Mo Rulin wiped his tears and said: There is no need to mention the previous misunderstanding. In the future, Brother Cheng and I will be a friend of life and death! Although the boss has passed away, Mo and his sons dare not forget that from today on, Brother Cheng will be my Mo Wu's young boss.
Mo Rulin said the same thing among the people of other surnames. As soon as this statement was spoken, Song San and others said in unison without hesitation: Young Master!
Cheng Zongyang said: Brother Mo is so polite. I had known that Brother Mo was trapped here, so I would have come long ago.
As he spoke, the wind changed. Although Canglan is a good place, life is inconvenient. Brother Mo has lived here for a long time, so it would be hard
Mo Rulin sighed: Just live a life of silence
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: I'm not talented, now the clan chamber of commerce is being managed by me.
Mo Rulin was stunned and said as he followed the conversation: Brother Cheng is indeed young and promising. When the boss's business comes to his brother, it will definitely be a great success and a wealth of money will be abundant.
Normal
Cheng Zongyang said politely, and then said: Canglan's business trip is difficult. Although everyone is living a fairy life in this paradise, it is inevitable that the east and west of my business will be opened in the past few months. If Brother Mo does not dislike it, we will set up a special business road to Canglan.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were surprised and stuck in Canglan. What they most hoped for was the business trip outside.
But Canglan is not only difficult to move on the road, but there is no local production. The items from the Taiquan Ancient Formation are almost all taken. Occasionally, I don’t know how to use them. It’s better to sell fakes when I put them outside.
Nowadays, fake goods are rampant in the town, relying on the name of the ancient Taiquan Formation. The curious outsiders' method of making money is actually to rob and kill explorers in the formation. It is also to rely on the looting money to attract merchants who are looking for huge profits. They use a lot of money to exchange for food and cloth to maintain the most basic survival. No matter how ordinary goods are transported to Canglan, they are very expensive, but no matter how expensive the goods of those merchants are, they are willing to accept them. After all, they can exchange their lives for their lives. If there is a regular trade route... they dare not even think of such a good thing.
Mo Rulin was more surprised than happy. He was the boss of a foreigner. He had been dealing with foreign businessmen for many years. He knew that this business path was not as simple as saying. If you really had to go through it for many years, the manpower and material resources he had put in were definitely not a small amount.
My brother understood this kindness, but he specially set up a trade route...
Brother Mo, don't worry,
Cheng Zongyang said confidently: The most scarce thing in the town is just food. I calculated it. If it is entirely out of trafficking, Brother Mo needs about one hundred stones of grain every month. This amount is not too much. A few big trucks can be pulled. However, Canglan is mostly mountain roads, and large trucks cannot pass. If it is replaced with mules and horses, it will cost about forty or fifty heads. There are still five or six escort handles from Yiling to Canglan. On the road, two caravans took turns. Each trip took a break for half a month. It can ensure that there is a caravan every month. The price of grain outside fluctuates greatly, but the most expensive one is no more than twenty silver zhu per stone. The expenses of the two caravans are included. Each stone of grain is transported from Yiling to Canglan. It is almost thirty silver zhu per 100 stone, which is 150 gold zhu per 100 stone.
The eyes of those people from other surnames almost glared out. If there was really a hundred stones of food a month, everyone could at least have a full meal, not to mention that the price was dozens of times lower than in the town!
Young master's clarification,
Song Sandao: It is not very difficult to just go to Canglan. What is difficult is the fog barrier. Ordinary people dare not say that they will die forever. However, there were five incidents in ten times and five times, and we useless people, and we are not even able to get involved in this trade route. I am afraid that we will lose too much.
If there is a 50% mortality rate, every two trips, one will die on the road. No one is willing to go through the business road that makes ten times more money. Cheng Zongyang has long been concerned about it and said: This is easy to deal with, but you need some effort.
Seeing that he was very sure, Mo Rulin was also excited and bowed: Young master just asks!
Are you familiar with the foggy terrain?
Everyone looked at each other. They had been destroyed by the fog barrier all their lives. The fog barrier in Canglan can be said to be unforgettable, but they had the least understanding of the fog barrier terrain. Most of them were trapped in one trip and were not even as good as those passers-by. They walked around twice.
When I came here, I noticed that the road between the fog barriers was actually a downhill road to transport goods, and it didn't take too much effort. There are three difficult points: First, no objects can be seen in the fog; second, the fog is cold and cannot be kept for a long time; third, the strange beasts in the fog will attack pedestrians
Cheng Zongyang said: I have an idea to solve these problems
As he spoke, he changed his mind. Have you seen all the things that the second master used?
Everyone nodded
All you have to do is to remove the rails, be careful to be complete, not be bent and damaged
Cheng Zongyang said: I will send someone to lay a track
track?
This is the first time everyone has heard of it
Divide the rails into two rows and fix them, and use an iron wheel to run down all the way.
Everyone was skeptical, and some people said: How can the wheels run on such thin rails?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: You will know then
Mo Rulin suddenly shouted: Railway! I heard from Yue... the boss said it!
Xiao Yaoyi also showed a stern expression, obviously Yue Niaoren had bragged to them
Mo Rulin rubbed his hands repeatedly, OK! OK! Why didn’t I expect it?
Song Sandao: Mr. Mo, we can't do it even if we think of it
To assist in setting up tracks, you must enter the fog barrier, which is the fatal point of a person from other people.
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Don't worry, the fog barrier wrapped around me is about five miles long. A complete railway track is seven and a half meters, one and twenty miles, and it is about two hundred paving roads. You don't need to work hard. I will arrange some good people to come here. It will take about one month to finish.
Mo Rulin shouted: How can this be done!
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: Since it is a business road, of course there are some back and forth items you found in the formation. Whether it is good or bad, I will ask for them all, as long as you don’t use fake goods to fool me.
Look at what the young master said!
Mo Rulin laughed twice, and then she burst into tears. I, Mo Wu, was fortunately taken care of by my boss, so I was today. I didn’t expect that I would have to rely on the young boss to support me for so many years. I, Mo Wu, is really useless...
Telling loudly
Song San accompanied him to tears and choked and said: The young master's great kindness and virtue are so great that the young master can't repay him even if he is broken into pieces...
The foreigner behind did not hear everyone's conversation clearly, and whispered. Soon, the news that Mr. Mo's old boss wanted to open a special trade route spread, and the joy suddenly became loud.
Mo Rulin felt a different feeling in his heart. He hid in Canglan, because he was ashamed of Yue Shuai, and the other hand, he was also avoiding disaster, so as not to be regarded as Yue Niyu's party to remove the natural cage of Canglan's foggy barrier. Life in the town was not easy, but for the sake of life, he could only grit his teeth and suffer this time when he met Yue Shuai's old friend. Mo Rulin also took the initiative to reveal the secret that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years. After saying that, he felt relaxed all over, thinking about killing and cutting it, but unexpectedly, the young man actually proposed to open a special trade route, which was a good thing like a pie falling from the sky.
The young owner...
Mo Rulin was crying and was about to bow down
Cheng Zongyang quickly supported him, Brother Mo, do you need to be polite in your relationship? Don't worry, the trade route will be opened within three months
Those people from other surnames looked at Cheng Zongyang with different eyes, their eyes were full of awe and gratitude, and they almost regarded him as a living Bodhisattva who saved the suffering.
Cheng Zongyang had long been thinking about it. He planned to set up five money houses in the State of Song. In addition to the general account of Lin'an and the semicolon of Yunzhou to the west, the other three are still planning to build the south. It is located on Yiling and Canglan. Although the commercial road from Yiling to Canglan is expensive, it is not impossible to afford the Taiquan Ancient Formation. But he cannot stay in Canglan for a long time to find the answer. If the railway tracks are laid, the items of the Taiquan Ancient Formation will be continuously transported to the outside world. Maybe there are things that he can use.
Railway?
Xiao Yaoyi thought: What if he paved a railway from Jiangzhou to Jiankang?
Don't even think about it
Cheng Zongyang said: Not to mention whether there are so many steels used for rails, they must be rust-resistant, compressive, and will not deform. They also require sufficient accuracy. Can the Six Dynasties be cast?
What if all the railway tracks of the Taiquan Ancient Formation were made out?
What a joke?
Wu Erlang said: If you can make it, remember to leave two for the second master
Xiao Yaoyi also knew it was impossible. If he really transported the rails to the outside world and refined them all into swords himself, he would not use them to pave the road. That would be a waste.
Suddenly everyone exclaimed, but Wu Erlang turned on the flashlight, and the sharp column of light immediately compared the surrounding torches.
Wu Erlang said proudly: Have you never seen it? A local dog!
Song San said enviously: What a good thing
Don't touch it! Can you afford to lose if you touch it?
Wu Erlang held the flashlight with a stern look on his face and suddenly said: Hey? Is this old Xu?
Xu Junfang was shining the flashlight on his face, and he couldn't open his eyes. He covered his eyes with both hands and pulled his throat and said: Cheng Touer! Are you?
Lao Xu, why are you here?
I'm waiting for you outside, but I came over when I saw the light column...Don't look!Don't look...
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: You are here just in time. Finalize this business first, Brother Mo, please
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