It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 199

Toad Village, inside the big tent.

Li Shanyan and Qi Deqiang almost filled the cesspool just now, and they were only invited in at this time, and they were still in shock.

In the big tent, Qin Man and Lin Shaoyu were holding guns, Guan Yu, and the little white wolf were holding the hilt of the knife. Cheng Dalei put the axe on the table and looked at the axe blade for a while.

"Do you think this axe can shave?"

"Why don't you try it as a boss." Xu Shenji.

"What am I trying, I don't have a beard." Cheng Dalei pouted, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Master Li, your beard looks a bit long..."

"Master Cheng made fun, Master Cheng made fun." Li Shanyan waved his hand hurriedly.

"Lao Cheng has always been so funny." Qi Deqiang: "I have a say in this."

"Of course, who doesn't know that General Qi and Cheng Zhai are as close as brothers." Li Shanyan said with a beard.

"What are you doing here?" Cheng Dalei sharpened his axe.

"Chengzhai master turned the tide this time, insisted on Qingniu Mountain, and defeated the Rong clan. The hero of Chengzhai master is really a purple gold beam in the empire, and a white jade pillar that lifts the sky."

"Master Li, your beard is really long." Cheng Dalei was about to stand up with the axe.

"Chengzhai master, Chengzhai master..." Li Shanyan said hurriedly: "Among the four cities of Black Stone, Fallen Leaves, Chisha, and Tiehe, Chengzhai master can choose one of them, and my lord will present it to the court and confer the title to Chengzhai master."

Cheng Dalei put down the axe: "What do you mean?"

"If the master of Chengzhai does not take credit, why can't my master still think about it? I can't let the master of Chengzhai shed blood and tears." Li Shanyan laughed: "Tomorrow, just tomorrow, my master is going to hold a banquet at the Wind and Rain Pavilion, a quiet place. The squires and wealthy people in the state border, soldiers and generals will all come. Let them know who rescued them and who protected their lives."

Li Shanyan waved his hand: "All the brothers are going, and the people of Youzhou are waiting to see the heroes."

"It's the Wind and Rain Pavilion again?" Cheng Dalei frowned.

"Of course, before tomorrow, it's better for Cheng Zhaizhu to be sure of that city, and my lord should make arrangements early."

Li Shanyan and Qi Deqiang got up to say goodbye, and before leaving, they patted this on the shoulder, pounded this chest, and said something like "Empire Tiger General", "Young Hero", "Pillar of Talent".

After the two left, the people from Toad Village gathered together and murmured about today's events.

"But I didn't expect that we won't fight this battle in vain, and Yang Longting will give us a city." Xu Shenji.

"What do you think is the most suitable city we want?"

"Black Rock City has been slaughtered, and it is definitely not under consideration."

"Then there are only three cities left: Fallen Leaves, Chisha, and Tiehe."

"It's better to choose Fallen Leaf City, we are more familiar with Fallen Leaf City."

Everyone was talking about it, and they were all excited about today's news. Being a city lord naturally has a lot more promise than being a bandit. At least in name, it's smooth, not everyone shouting and beating like a bandit. With a city, you can do business in an upright manner and concentrate on climbing the technology tree. Losing a cottage, but gaining a city, this basic plan is much stronger than before.

This is the reason why Sai Weng loses his horse and knows no blessing.

Among the four cities of Heishi, Tiehe, Yeye, and Chisha, Cheng Dalei prefers Yeyecheng, which has a port and is convenient for boats to and from. The northern region does not have any special products at all, such as animal skins, ginseng, and horses from the Rong tribe, which are rare in the southern region. And the tea and spices from the south are also very profitable.

In the cottage, everyone was talking about which city should be chosen tomorrow, and Cheng Dalei probably already had an idea in mind.

The next day, before dawn, the bandits from Toad Village gathered together and set off for the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

Everyone understands in their hearts that leaving today is afraid of saying goodbye to this place forever. Even if they come back, they will never be a bandit.

If possible, who wants to be a bandit.

More than a thousand people set off along the official road, and Cheng Dalei rode at the forefront, talking and laughing along the way.

"The law-abiding dynasties are depressed, the beams sing every night, and the horses ride mules to the detriment of others. It's a fair time to starve. Build bridges to make up roads and blind people. There are many murders and arsons. I went to the west and asked my Buddha, and the Buddha said: I can't do anything."

While walking on the road, two old Taoists, one big and one small, walked and sang. The old Taoist swayed a white flag in his hand, and wrote four big characters: See through the world.

Cheng Dalei recognized this old man. The annoying surname Guo was that Cheng Dalei didn't like seeing each other very much. The two sides passed by each other and no one spoke.

"Hey, where are you going?" Lao Dao walked a few steps, stopped suddenly, and called back.

"I'll go ahead." Cheng Dalei also stopped.

"Don't go, go back, there is no way ahead."

"Why can't we get through, how about building the road ahead?"

The old man swayed to Cheng Dalei's side, one horse and the other dismounting.

"Old Dao has a rough understanding of justice and principles, knows a little about yin and yang, travels the world, and fortune-telling for a living. Master Cheng Zhai is willing to let Lao Dao do the calculations for you."

Looking at the white flags on his shoulders, Cheng Dalei said, "What do you know? Touching the bones, fleeting years, yin and yang numerology, and astrology?"

"Hehe... these..." Laodao Fuxu smiled.

"All?"

"Not at all."

"That Tarot constellation, Ziwei Doushu, summoning the spirit to ask God, it's really not good, you can give me a cross talk."

"..." Old Road.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"The great luck of the fleeting years, I have never been able to do it. I don't know anything about it. The poor Taoist can only do one thing..." The old Taoist waved the white flag in his hand: "See through the world, the immortal guides the way."

"Can you point my way?"

"I know a thing or two." The white flag flickered in Lao Dao's hand: "If you go forward, there is no way to go. If you continue to walk, it will be a dead end."

"How about going backwards?"

"Going backwards is a dead end, with nine deaths."

"Then trouble fairy, where is my life?"

With a flick of the white flags, they swept across the surroundings: "Sifang Shenzhou, Bafang Qiankun is the life of Cheng Zhaizhu."

Cheng Dalei frowned and pondered, the old Taoist smiled, his eyes fell on Cheng Dalei, he looked sympathetic, immortal, a real land god, and a real person.

Cheng Dalei suddenly jumped off his horse and punched Lao Dao on the head.

"Ah, I hit!"

"Whoops, whoops."

"Let you not talk well, let you pretend."

"Oh, Lord Cheng Zhai, don't fight, Lord Cheng Zhai is merciful."

"Ah, I hit!"

"Don't fight, don't..." Lao Dao suddenly shouted: "Cheng, you are dying, don't you know it?"

Cheng Dalei paused and retracted his outstretched fist, panting at the moment. Lao Dao now has a nose-shaped face and a swollen face, with panda eyes and a few strands of his beard torn off.

"Can you speak well now?"

"Hmph, the surname is Cheng, you are about to be in a disaster. I'm sorry that you are in a dream, and you are sleeping soundly."