Chapter 345 The Fish Is Coming

Half a day later.

House repairs completed.

Aoki view.

The plaque written by Daochang Wu himself is quite unrestrained and wild.

The stone man Taoist soldiers paved a bluestone square in the open space in front of the Taoist temple, and placed a temporary stone tripod in the center, which looked a little bit cool.

Master Wu, who was dressed in black, waved his sleeves and immediately transformed from the attire of a wealthy businessman into a promising Taoist priest, but this Taoist priest was a little bit burlier.

“All that’s left is to wait for the fish to bite.”

As a god, it was naturally impossible for Wu Chong to play in person. He had to choose a local.

Let the locals spread his fame.

Xiguo, a country with a heritage of six hundred years.

Because of its remote location, Xi Kingdom has little contact with the outside world. Its only enemies are the nomads in the north. For those who were born in the Xi Kingdom, their world is only so big. There may be experts who come and go, but that is just something they talk about after dinner, and has little to do with their lives. What they care about most is It’s still home-made firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Such a closed country has entered the middle and late stages of its 600th anniversary.

Internal land annexation and natural disasters led to repeated uprisings. External nomads often went south to clear grass valleys. The inaction of the court caused the border to fester and a large number of border troops to flee.

Black Dang Mountain.

A group of remnant soldiers entered the mountainous area. There were about twenty or thirty people in this group. Those on horseback in front and those on foot behind. The armor of the leader seemed to have been burned by fire. It was pitch black and his helmet was missing.

The soldiers at the back were even worse. They dragged most of the burned flags, discarded their helmets and armor, and looked like frightened birds. They were walking in the mountains and forests. Even if a flying bird passed by, they would be scared to hold on to their weapons.

"Brother, Cao Dao's pursuers haven't appeared for a long time. I think they have probably given up."

A black man holding an ax stepped forward and handed the fruit he had just picked from the forest to the leader.

Among this group of remnants, he was in the best condition. Apart from being a little embarrassed, he was not seriously injured.

"Thank you so much, Brother Fang."

The team paused for a while, and the leader tidied up his burnt beard, took the fruit and ate it.

The fruit was dry and hard to chew, and he couldn't eat more than two bites. The man couldn't help but feel sad.

"I, Lu Chuan, have been law-abiding, loyal to the emperor, and worthy of the country all my life, but I have ended up like this. My wife, children, and mother are all burdened by me and cannot survive."

"It's ridiculous that the princes in the court only care about their own interests and let thieves and bandits plunder without any regard. Now that all their wealth has been lost, they don't know where to go. It's really sad."

This Lu Chuan was originally a well-known scholar in Zhao, with an official status, and he was considered an upper-class person in Zhao. This man was smart since he was a child. He was elected as an official at the age of seventeen and was recommended as an official with the help of his family. The first half of his life was dull. What he liked to do most was make friends with heroes. Occasionally, he would scold Fang Qiu and give advice to the court like other colleagues.

I never thought that one day bandits would enter the city and kill everyone with their heads rolling.

Everyone in his family died here, and he personally managed to escape from the siege only with the support of his subordinates and friends. Looking back on the past now, it is inevitable to feel a little depressed.

"Brother, why should you belittle yourself? Hidden dragons are still in the abyss, let alone humans?"

When the black man saw this, he immediately enlightened him.

This black man's name is Fang Kui, a rude man with a background of killing pigs. He has admired those celebrities since he was a child, and has often interacted with Lu Chuan on weekdays. This time Lu Chuan was in trouble, it was he who fought desperately to save him. Otherwise, with his little skill, Lu Chuan would have died in the rebellion long ago. How could he be like now? In this way, I sit here and despise my bad luck.

"Brother Fang!"

Lu Chuan put down the wild fruit in his hand, stood up and bowed to the black man carefully. The black man opposite was frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but he was deeply moved. This elder brother did not despise his humble background and was willing to call him brother.

"Brother, what are you doing! You're embarrassing me."

"There is no way to repay the kindness of saving my life. If I have a successful career in the future, I will definitely share the world with my virtuous brother!"

The two of them had a heart-to-heart talk, and in the end they even called themselves brothers.

After recovering, Lu Chuan became Zhao Di's 'Timely Rain' again, a well-known good man on the road.

Lu Chuan was not a kind-hearted gentleman. If he were, he would not abandon his wife and children and live alone. The reason why I said all that nonsense before was just to win people's hearts. The world is about to be in chaos, the status of force will definitely rise straight up, and the sword will be king in troubled times. Lu Chuan was just taking advantage of this information gap to gain the loyalty of the man named the buyer. As long as he had this man's help, he would have no chance at all in the troubled times in the future.

Lu Chuan, who had regained his true self, also encouraged other soldiers who followed here.

Morale finally recovered a little.

After eating some wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, the group continued on their way. According to the local hunter's map, you can reach Linjiang City through this mountain. Once there, Lu Chuan can make a comeback.

On the mountain, Wu Chong saw the group of people clearly.

He has been waiting here for three months and has passed more than 20 groups of people before and after, but there is no one he likes. This Lu Chuan is considered the best among them. Ambitious and calculating. The most important thing is that he is so sinister that he has to save his life even if he doesn't want his wife, children, and mother. This alone is the first element for him to achieve great things.

"The fish has taken the bait. Let's go up the mountain and accept the guidance of the old god."

While speaking, Wu Chong flicked his finger. Dozens of breaths flew out from the fingertips and fell into the mountains and forests below, changing the environment and landscape in an instant.

I have met Wu Chong several times.

Although he hasn't figured it out yet, he is no longer as blind as he was at the beginning. Especially after traveling back and forth to the spirit world, Wu Chong has a new understanding of the formation method and can now simply arrange some things. The only thing missing is that the panel hasn't approved it yet, unlike his alchemy skills.

Thinking of alchemy, the corner of Wu Chong's mouth twitched.

It's better not to think about it. The ability to cook hot pot is too far away from the scene where he expected the Bagua furnace to be hung high and the three flavors to be calcined with real fire. It's not a style of painting at all.

Wu Chong's behavior will naturally not be noticed by the group of ordinary people below. In the eyes of advanced beings, all warriors who have not mastered the 'spirit' are ordinary people. If a higher-level being wants to kill a lower-level warrior, he doesn't even need to move his hands. He only needs to go to the 'spirit world' and take away the opponent's 'spirit'. A warrior who has lost his 'spirit' will be useless no matter how powerful he is. He will only become a vegetative state and fall into a deep sleep forever.

This is also the reason why the status of advanced beings is so high in the Great World of First Demon.

In a way, they are no longer human.

"It's strange. Logically speaking, we should have left the Heidang Mountain boundary by now."

The scouts leading the way were local hunters specially found by Lu Chuan, and they were very familiar with the nearby roads. But the strange thing is that this road that I have walked countless times has gone astray this time.