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Chapter 62 The Zhou family visits!

"Cangzhou is a vast and sparsely populated area, and even the scouts we sent out have difficulty determining which direction the other party is coming from."

"I only know that he claims to be from Jiufeng Mountain in Qianzhou, but we are not familiar with Jiufeng Mountain either, so we don't know whether it is true or not."

"But what is certain is that this person should be a reclusive Taoist who does not want to be involved in worldly disputes, and is not a treacherous person."

Facing Huang Zhao's questions, Bei Chonghu couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.

Ever since Deng Yang came to Beifeng County, he was the first one to be interested in winning over.

He worked hard, but the people of the Five Paths were not interested in worldly fame and wealth, and could be said to be indifferent. Moreover, facing such a mage who was like a wandering cloud and a wild crane, he could not push too hard, so Bei Chonghu was really at his wits' end.

"Isn't he already registered with the county government?"

"Can we start from Huboda's side?"

Having said this, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared on Huang Zhao's face.

"Hu Boda is so slippery and has such a wise and self-protective attitude that it is impossible for him to completely fall to us, let alone now..."

"And with the attitude of those people from the Five Passages, I'm afraid Hu Boda won't be able to influence him."

Facing Huang Zhao's proposal, Bei Chonghu immediately shook his head, saying that this method was difficult to achieve.

"Hey, damn Hu Boda, doesn't he have any justice in his heart? If I had known, I should have killed him with a knife, so that he would not have to sit in that position and do nothing."

When talking about Huboda, Huang Zhao felt angry at first, and then regretted it.

"Actually, this is no wonder that Hu Boda. It can only be said that the imperial court's control over this border area is really poor. Beifeng County has also changed many county magistrates. In the past, those who were either killed or missing were precisely because of Hu Boda. Only if he knows how to protect himself wisely can he survive until now."

Compared to the grumbling Huang Zhao, Bei Chonghu seemed much calmer, and the key was revealed in one sentence.

"How could I not know this?"

"It's just that the situation is critical now. The enemy is hidden and we are clear. We can't directly send troops to capture the three rebel families. We can only be beaten passively. If we are not careful, these sons and daughters brought from Liangzhou will probably be buried with us. this."

"I think the situation shouldn't be that bad. The three families may not be monolithic, and Hu Boda probably won't just watch us being wiped out."

"For the current plan, we can only try to delay as much time as possible, shrink our troops, and attract all the forces that can be attracted, and try to delay the arrival of the Demon Suppressor."

Seeing that Huang Zhao's expression was depressed and ugly, almost on the verge of going berserk, Bei Chonghu immediately made a suggestion.

"As expected, these military leaders are all extremely rich."

On the other side, in Yizhuang in the north of the city, Deng Yang opened the wooden box at hand. What he saw was a century-old ginseng tied with red thread, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Although he had known for a long time that these soldiers from the "Quarter Army" had no shortage of old medicine, Deng Yang did not expect Huang Zhao to be so generous.

In addition to 50 taels of gold, an additional hundred-year-old ginseng will be given as a gift, which is really a generous gift.

However, the 'Quartet Army' was backed by the imperial court of Daqian, and the army was full of soldiers who practiced human-immortal martial arts, and there was indeed no shortage of old medicine.

This old ginseng may be rare to ordinary people, but to Huang Zhao, it may be just that.

After all, he was poor in literature and rich in martial arts, but he was able to serve as a general of the "Quadri Army", which shows that his martial arts skills are indeed good, and he is naturally worth a lot of money.

After putting away the old wild ginseng, Deng Yang concentrated his mind.Within the sea of ​​consciousness, a huge ancient bronze lamp glowed faintly. Within its lamp post, dots of milky white light dispersed. Inside the lamp, a dot of lamp oil glowing with nine-colored rays of light slowly rotated.

Looking at the drop of newly generated lamp oil, Deng Yang suddenly smiled.

This trip did not disappoint him. Treating those soldiers did provide him with a lot of 'good results'.

And after Deng Yang's analysis, although most of the 'good fruits' provided by the soldiers were no different from ordinary people, there were a few whose bodies were obviously more rounded and plump than the 'good fruits' provided by ordinary people.

According to the obscure information leaked from the ancient bronze lamp, Deng Yang knew that this 'good fruit' also had grades.

The more powerful the life is, the higher the quality of the 'good fruits' it provides. Some creatures with special fates, or those with strong cultivation, or even those with special missions, can produce 'good fruits'. The quality of the fruit is definitely not comparable to ordinary creatures.

Just like the weasel in Liujiacun.

But it is a pity that such creatures that can have an impact on the world's fate are destined to be very few and far from being encountered by chance.

As for harvesting their "good fruits", it is extremely difficult. If you are not careful, it may produce bad results, resulting in more losses than gains. Therefore, this cannot be forced.

"Master, someone is visiting!"

While Deng Yang was carefully comprehending the changes in the ancient bronze lamp, Zhao Jiuniu's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Do you know who it is?"

Hearing the movement outside the door, Deng Yang slowly opened his eyes and walked out.

"This is an invitation."

Seeing that Deng Yang did not blame him for disturbing him, Zhao Jiuniu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately handed over a gilded greeting card.

"The Zhou family is quite interesting!"

Looking at the content on the greeting card, Deng Yang's mouth suddenly showed a trace of amusement.

Are you finally unable to hold it any longer?
Since arriving in Beifeng County, the first person who sent someone to contact him, besides Bei Chonghu, was Hu Boda from Nazhi County. However, Deng Yang had never had the opportunity to contact the three major families in the county.

But after getting to know each other during this period, Deng Yang knew that among the three major families in the county, except for the Wu family who were local aborigines, the Zhou and Ning families were all outsiders.

Among them, the Zhou family is the most powerful. Not only does it have countless branches, but its head is also the military governor of Canghai, and is itself a warlord in the north of Cang.

The Wu family was the former local chieftain. It was rumored that his ancestors lived together with the barbarians and jointly ruled the place. It was only later that the barbarians were forced to flee into the mountains due to the army. However, according to Deng Yang's understanding, this rumor is probably true. Not fake.

As for the Naning family, they are the most mysterious. It is said that they made their fortune through business. The family is very small and most of the property was inherited from Mrs. Naning's mother's family. The family only grew up in just a few decades. Among the three major families, they have always been the most low-key.

Taking the invitation, he walked into the front yard and saw the tall and thin Taoist whom he had met once in the county government office, sitting in the yard waiting.

"I have met Taoist friends, but I didn't expect that in this small Beifeng County, I can meet such an expert as Taoist friends. It's really disrespectful."

Seeing Deng Yang appear, the tall and thin Taoist immediately paid attention, but within a moment, his eyes showed a subtle change, and he stood up and bowed his head solemnly.

PS: Please read the new book!

(End of this chapter)