Lin Fengjin had known for a long time that Xun She in Xunzhou was very famous and was listed as a tribute. In order to get a share of the tribute, many surrounding counties even promised that they could pay Xun She to be exempted from the corvee. So,

There are even many outsiders who are too poor and have no choice but to come to Xunzhou to make a living. This is actually the same as when people on earth were so poor that they had no choice but to go to Guandong.

And no matter when, regional discrimination is very serious in various places. It is felt that if you come to Xunzhou from outside to catch a mountain dragon, I, a person from Xunzhou, will catch one less one. Therefore, there is nothing good to say, so people who come to Xunzhou from outside to catch snakes

They are also in a tight group, so locals like Han Xiaoqi, apart from knowing that there are thousands of people from out of town who come to Xunzhou to catch snakes, they have no idea about the situation inside.

The purpose of Lin Fengjin's visit was actually to investigate the origin of the picture found on the body of the snake catcher. When he heard what Han Xiaoqi said, he immediately followed his words:

"Yes, I went into the mountains by mistake before and caught the best mountain dragon that day. I also trudged for a while and almost got lost. Finally, I finally walked out when I looked in the direction of the sun. In the process, I encountered two corpses. Look

It looked like they were father and son, and they were buried. But this was found inside their sleeves."

After saying that, Han Xiaoqi took out the picture calmly. After carefully asking a few questions about the characteristics of the corpse, Han Xiaoqi suddenly said in shock:

"I said something was going to happen to Father Deng and his son, and sure enough! Mr. Xiu Cai, you have done a great deed, lest they die in the wilderness."

This group of people are not surprised at all that Lin Fengjin is a talented person who can dig holes and bury corpses, because many scholars nowadays are both civil and martial arts, especially scholars like Lin Fengjin who travel alone and have a waistband

The swords are often not decorations. This situation is common in Xunzhou City, so it is commonplace.

As for the picture that Lin Fengjin was concerned about, both Han Xiaoqi and Xu Meng glanced at it briefly, as if they had seen how many times they had seen it. After Lin Fengjin asked a few questions, Han Xiaoqi said:

"This thing was obtained from the mountain temple. The nearest mountain temple is extremely efficacious. As long as you burn incense and pray, you can draw lots. If the lot is stained with red, you can go to the temple.

Find a tips bag in the merit box next to it."

"Before you draw the kit, the temple blessing will tell you. The red color on the lot you draw is either good luck or good fortune, or it is your own blood. This time you enter the mountain, it is either bad luck or good luck. And there are often good fortunes in the kit.

There will be a treasure map like this. As long as you can find the place in the mountain, you can bet on it. But it is at your own risk."

After Lin Fengjin heard this, his eyes flashed and he said:

"How to bet?"

Han Xiaoqi said:

"Of course you are risking your life, but those who came to catch the mountain dragon had their heads in their waistbands and risked their lives in their profession. Either they were forced to do anything by the evil world, or they did not take care of their own.

Life is the same thing."

Lin Fengjin was silent for a while and said:

"What's the result?"

Han Xiaoqi said:

"There are also a lot of people who have won the bet. There are several of them almost every day. Some people found the mountain dragon at the location on the map, some people simply found gold and silver, and some people caught it

They are wild boars and other wild boars, but most people find gold and silver, and the numbers vary. Some have hundreds of taels, and some have dozens of taels. Although some people can't come back, but they can get it.

There are still many people who have returned with valuables."

Lin Fengjin narrowed his eyes and said:

"Isn't the incense in the mountain temple even more prosperous?"

Han Xiaoqi said:

"This is natural, and the mountain god is so efficacious. The dead cannot speak, but the living are making a fuss. Don't look at the fact that although there are so many people dead, there are more desperate people.

Come join our profession-----Xiucai Gong, so I would like to advise you. You are destined to pass the imperial examination in the future. There is no need to mix with us who are miserable. Why go to the mountains?

What about taking the risk?”

Seeing that Han Xiaoqi was indeed kind-hearted, Lin Fengjin nodded. He gave him a reward of one or two silver coins and invited him to drink. Then he changed places and asked more questions. He said that he wanted to think about it and started from

Snake City has left.

After leaving Snake Market, Lin Fengjin did not go back to the inn. Instead, he asked someone to ask, and went straight to the mountain temple in the west of Xunzhou City. At this time, he realized that there was only one spy following him.

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It stands to reason that something like a mountain temple should be built on a mountain, but as mentioned before, this was originally a family temple built by a wealthy family in ancient times, but the incense became more and more effective later on. It is said that the mountain god also had a dream, so he might as well just

Open it up to the outside world.

Lin Fengjin was still half a street away from the mountain temple, two or three miles away, and found that it was already crowded. The shop assistants on both sides were shouting at the top of their lungs, and there were all kinds of extremely noisy sounds.

It can be said that there is no way to communicate without shouting.

Most of the people who come here are bitter men. Some are still wearing jackets on this hot day. Some have hair as unkempt as corn grass. The air is filled with the smell of sweat mixed with fragrant wax. Lin Feng

I carefully looked at the shops twice. They were either selling incense paper money for votive offerings, or selling noodles with gouache or rice soup. However, these restaurants all have several characteristics in common:

First of all, it's dirty: whether it's flies flying everywhere or the tabletop that's covered with a thick layer of greasiness when you scratch it with your fingernails.

Secondly, it’s simple: the noodle shop sells nothing more than big bowls of noodles, big bowls of vermicelli, rice wine, and fennel beans. The soup rice shop sells hard-cooked rice. As for vegetables, the order of prices from low to high is:

Soy sauce, chopped pepper and bean curd, fermented bean curd, fried sauerkraut, and oily chunks of fried fatty meat.

Then there is the generous portion: whether it is water noodles or rice, there is no way to say the taste, but it will definitely satisfy people.

Finally, it is cheap: if you want to eat here, you will spend the least money in the entire Xunzhou City.

Fortunately, Lin Fengjin was also dressed for the journey, so he didn't stand out here. He squeezed into the crowd, and the two words that appeared most frequently were "get rich". He finally squirmed along with the flow of people.

After a while, I saw that the big tree in front of the mountain temple was covered with red cloth. A man was quickly moving away from the tree. Then, in the midst of the green smoke, a firecracker was hung and it made a "cracking" sound.

stand up.

The people next to me were saying with envy:

"Gu Laoliu is really lucky. I asked for a tip bag from Grandpa Mountain God. I came back after two days in the mountain, but Grandpa Mountain God rewarded me with an ingot of five taels of gold!"

These five taels of gold are almost worth seventy taels of silver. If people in the countryside save money, they can spend at least five or six years. It is a huge sum of money. The firecrackers just now are just a wish. Lin Fengjin stood next to him

After a while, less than an hour later, two people came to pay tribute to the mountain god like this, and two people fulfilled their wishes. It seemed that the proportion of getting rich was really high.

Lin Fengjin waited patiently, and finally when it was getting dark, he finally went in and asked for a lottery ticket, but it was a black lottery ticket, so he was not qualified to draw the tips bag. However, one person got the tip bag after another.

He hid it like a family heirloom, fearing that others would see it and share his wealth. It was really disappointing. He was so blinded by the benefits in front of him that he never thought of the huge risks behind following the picture.

Looking at these people, the shadows of the mountain people who were actively and happily running towards the giant wooden mandrill yesterday swayed in front of Lin Fengjin again. However, although Lin Fengjin wanted to do something, he couldn't do anything now!

Youdao cannot be offended by public anger. If he steps out to stop him, he will definitely be beaten to the ground as a reactionary. He will also be reviled by thousands of people...

Although he was depressed in his heart, Lin Fengjin also squinted his eyes, because he couldn't make a trip in vain. The purpose of his trip was to see with his own eyes the one in the kit that these mountain people were seeking.

On the drawings, is the handwriting exactly the same as the one I got from Deng Deng?

This is a very important matter. If this matter can be confirmed, then many things that follow will seem to fall into place and suddenly become clear. However, there are spies following this, so we must cover it up. Don't do it too much.

direct.

Lin Fengjin looked around, rolled up the sleeves of his gown, tied the hem around his waist, and turned the collar over. In addition, he had deliberately tanned his skin when he came here, so he looked ordinary.

Haha, there is no difference, except that my body is much cleaner.

Then, Lin Fengjin spotted a "prey", which was actually a middle-aged mountain man who looked honest and good-natured. People around him called him Uncle Liu. The expression on his face was one of joy. Although the tip bag

He was already in his arms, but the hope for the future on his face had betrayed him deeply.

Lin Fengjin walked over deliberately looking around, and suddenly bumped into the shoulder of the old mountain man Uncle Liu. At this time, the fellow villager next to him had already entered to draw lots, and he was the only one left in the crowd.

, so Uncle Liu was knocked down by Lin Fengjin and fell to the ground, crying in pain.

Lin Fengjin hurried over to help the person and apologized without any words. Uncle Liu was also a loyal man, so he just said a few words and let it go. Lin Fengjin said with embarrassment:

"This is the fifth time I have come here to beg the mountain god. I finally drew a red lottery and got a tips bag. Unexpectedly, I was so happy that I didn't pay attention to the uncle. Is the uncle alone?"

Uncle Liu then said:

"No, someone from the same village just entered."

Lin Fengjin said:

"I just bumped into uncle. I'm sorry. You see it's dinner time too. Why don't we just have something to eat at the water restaurant next to here and treat it as my apology to uncle?"

It was already about six or seven o'clock in the afternoon. Uncle Liu trudged into the city. Of course he was hungry and worried about his back. However, he was a loyal man and hurriedly waved his hands to refuse. Lin Fengjin came closer and whispered:

"Actually, there is one more thing that I want to trouble uncle. That is that the pictures in my kit are really too hasty. There is only one woman in the family and I don't have much knowledge. I hope that uncle, who is well-informed, can provide me with detailed information.

Find out where the details are, this busy uncle must help."

Having said that, Uncle Liu was half pushed by Lin Fengjin and pulled into the water restaurant next to him. He ordered a stack of sauerkraut, a stack of bean paste, a cold white meat, and a stir-fried cabbage with chunks of fat.

Meat, and then a pot of wine. Uncle Liu hadn't seen meat for an unknown amount of time. As soon as he smelled the aroma of wine and meat, his mouth watered immediately. Plus, he was really hungry in his belly, so he went straight for the big piece of fat meat with his chopsticks.

Yes, half of the dish was gone with just one chopstick.

Lin Fengjin could see very clearly that in order to save costs, this small shop used trough meat for these fatty meats, and the pig lymph nodes on the meat slices were connected to them as big as beans. After seeing it,

It's a little disgusting.

The so-called trough meat refers to the neck meat where the pig head and trunk are connected. It is named because it is often in contact with the pig trough. For a pig of about 200 kilograms, the trough meat weighs about ten kilograms. This part of the pig

There are many trachea and blood vessels, as well as lymph nodes (glands). Eating meat from this area is harmful to the body.

Speaking of which, Uncle Liu couldn't put down his chopsticks when he saw Lin Fengjin. He looked directly at him, thinking that his eating appearance was too ugly, and he was a little embarrassed, so he smiled awkwardly and said:

"Eldest nephew, why don't you eat?"

Lin Fengjin just woke up from a dream, and suddenly started playing and said:
To be continued...