Author: Glory of Fire

The sky finally showed a white fish belly. Qiu Li took out the map given by Shopkeeper Pang. The lines drawn on the map were very abstract, and Qiu Li could only see a rough outline.

For example, right now, if you take the official road from Fengkou Town to Longkou Town, you have to pass through more than a dozen villages, climb five mountains, cross a river, and have three post stations. If you miss it, you will have to sleep in the wilderness.

The exact number of kilometers is not stated above.

In the past, these tasks of finding the way were all done by the master. Thinking of this, she sighed again, and the fat man sitting in front of the carriage laughed "haha".

"Xiao Qiuzi, you are not very young, but you are very worried."

"Master Huang, how far is it from us to Longkou Town?"

"How can I know, but I know how long it will take. If everything goes well today, I can enter Longshan, and stay at the post station at the foot of Longshan Mountain in the evening. Tomorrow, when I arrive at Xikou Village, I will stop at Xikou Post Station. The day after tomorrow, after that

Along the fine sand river, and by walking on the official road for more than ten miles, we can see Longkou Town."

Fatty Huang knew all the places he would pass on the road, and he seemed to be good at following cars.

The terrain of Fengkou Town is high on three sides and low on the other. After leaving Fengkou Town, we walked westward on the official road of this gap. We walked for nearly two hours before we could get out of this mountain col.

Qiuli lamented that traveling in ancient times was indeed difficult.

After walking for more than ten minutes after leaving the mountain col, the team began to rest and set up a stove for cooking.

Several people worked together to collect water and firewood. Breakfast was as simple as making porridge and steaming the cold steamed buns that had been left overnight.

This time the convoy came out with a total of eight vehicles and twenty-five people. Except for those with handlebars, most of the people walked on two feet. Horses were precious and were used to pull goods.

Qiuli was given preferential treatment.

She followed Fatty Huang and started to attack. She was nimble with her hands and feet and was not afraid of hardship. When the porridge was cooked, Fatty Huang's sense of Qiuli became a little better.

The attitude became more intimate.

Everyone brought their own bowls and chopsticks, and Qiuli was no exception. After breakfast, the team set off on the road again. Their spirits improved significantly, and there were more people chatting on the road.

Sitting at the front of the car was Deacon Zhang, and at the back was another trainee, Uncle Zhu, who was dressed in a muscular body. In addition to the handlebars and the cook, everyone accompanying the car was fully armed.

In addition, Qiuli saw a talisman posted under the roof of each car. It was a talisman and ordinary ghosts could not get close to it.

As for monsters, the breast shields sewn by these practitioners on their clothes are not only used to protect themselves, but can also be used as monster mirrors.

The bronze mirror that Qiuli used to dress herself was the same model, but her own mirror was handmade by a master, so it must be a bit more upscale than their mass-market products.

On the way, Qiuli jumped out of the car and walked beside the carriage. By the way, she practiced the master's breathing technique, which is the sword technique. I'm afraid I won't be able to practice it these days.

It didn't rain heavily last night, and the ground was a little moist, which just avoided the dust, so walking was perfect.

The carriage was driving on the official road, and there were very few pedestrians on the road. By the afternoon, Qiuli's interest had almost been exhausted.

Fatty Huang said to her with a smile: "You rarely go out. It's great to be at home, but it's so difficult to be outside. Xiao Qiuzi, come here and sit down to recuperate. It's not peaceful these days."

Qiuli grabbed the frame of the car with one hand and got into the car easily, still sitting in the same position.

Just as we sat down here, there was a thunder in the sky, and Deacon Zhang on the first car shouted loudly, "Speed ​​up and try to cross Longshan before it rains."

The carriage started moving quickly, and Qiuli looked at the dark clouds rolling over the flat field, heading towards the direction of the convoy.

The wind blew the ends of her hair, raised the corner of the oilcloth under her feet, and the carport made a sound.

"It's too late!" Fatty Huang muttered, squinting his eyes.

"Get off the bus! Get off the bus! Put up the tarpaulin!" Deacon Zhang stopped the car first, and the convoy came to a sudden stop. Several young men climbed up and down, inspected the goods, and wrapped the tarpaulin tightly.

The carriage started again, heavy raindrops began to fall, and the speed of the carriage slowed down significantly.

Qiuli huddled in the carriage, but she didn't notice that the carriage drivers were all covered in raincoats. An hour later, Longshan loomed in the rain and fog, and the leading carriage circled around amid the shouts from the carriages.

Go to a new road.

The vehicle drove slowly towards Longshan.

"Oh, I'm going to suffer tonight. According to this schedule, I won't be able to reach the inn at night!" Fatty Huang tightened the raincoat around him. He had two jobs, both as a driver and as a cook.

At the end of the day, I am very tired.

"Master Huang, how about I come to cook in the evening and you can take a rest." Qiuli suggested.

"Can you cook?" Master Huang turned to look at her.

"What dishes are you going to make tonight? Master Huang, please tell me and I'll set up the stove to cook." She prepared the two meals during the day and already understood the process.

If the heat of the cooking is controlled, dinner for twenty or so people will not be difficult to solve.

"Then I, Lao Huang, will have a good time. In the evening, I will cook the same porridge as in the morning, put some bacon in it, add some wild vegetable powder, have a dry meal at noon, and two thin meals in the morning and evening. It doesn't matter if you're good at it.

"

Fatty Huang now sees how comfortable Qiuli looks, and his words become even more intimate.

The vehicle finally went up the mountain, and the sky was dark.

The leader, Deacon Zhang, shouted again: "Everyone, be energetic and spend the night at the mountain temple tonight."

Qiuli was stunned. It was a mountain temple again. There were many mountains in the Dasheng Kingdom, and almost every named mountain had a mountain temple.

But in her memory, she had never seen a mountain god.

"It doesn't matter if we can get to the mountain temple to rest. We won't be delayed for long if we go down the mountain tomorrow morning." Fatty Huang's mentality was very stable.

After the car went up the mountain road, it became difficult to walk. Not only people, but also horses had a hard time on rainy days. The slope was slightly steeper, so they had to get out of the car to help push the cart. Qiuli also wore a raincoat and came down several times.

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It got dark very early on a rainy day. The mountain temple was on the other side of the mountain. The vehicle had just climbed down the hillside and the group of people cheered.

Butler Zhang's brows finally relaxed, and Qiu Li could already see the outline of the mountain temple through the rain curtain.

The oil lamps were all lit and hung on the front of the car. By the time we arrived at the mountain temple, it was already dark.

Fortunately, the mountain temple in Longshan is big enough. Not only that, there is a yard behind the temple, and the horses are unhorsed and led into the yard one by one.

Vehicles are parked at the entrance of the temple, and the handlers take turns.

Qiuli carried a bundle of firewood from the car and carried it down. There was a simple stove made of ready-made stones in the mountain temple. These were built by traveling businessmen who stayed overnight and were not dismantled after they left, making it easier for those behind.

Master Huang had been tired for a day, and while Qiu Li was busy, he found a dry ground and sat down. On the other side, he lit a fire, and several soaked men took off their clothes to dry them on the spot.

As if nothing had happened, Qiuli made a fire, fetched water to make porridge, cut some bacon, and sprinkled wild vegetable foam on it. In half an hour, the porridge was ready.

She filled a bowl first, walked up to Fatty Huang, and handed it to him. Fatty Huang had never been treated like this before. The corners of his eyes turned red for a moment. She took the porridge without saying a word and drank it in small sips.

Along the way, Qiuli finally figured out that this fat man drove a car and cooked, so he was clearly bullying him into being honest.

After eating the porridge, Qiuli took the iron pot and went out to rinse it. She also hid behind a tree under an umbrella to solve her personal physiological problems.

In the mountain temple at night, everyone in the convoy was outside except for the people guarding the vehicles. People in the temple were lying on the ground to rest. The sound of snoring one after another was almost more irritating than the sound of rain outside.

Qiuli leaned under the shrine and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

The "Professional Game Interface" that had been dormant in her mind for a long time suddenly changed. The progress bar of "Gourmet Halo" reappeared. The number had reached 88%. Before she could take a closer look, a pop-up window popped up:

[Publish task:

Find the mountain god of Longshan. The task is completed: 2000 points are awarded; the task fails: no penalty.

Accept/Reject]

Wow, today’s update is huge. Tomorrow’s update will be a little later. Happy weekend, guys:)
Chapter completed!