How can everyone in this world be a mountain master? While Huwa was shaking his head helplessly, Tian Xiao came over and said, "I'm so sorry to make you laugh, little sir. My old man is not the patriarch of the clan after all, and some things still bother Bai Xiying."
Go worry about it. The clan leader ordered me to ask for help from experts. Time is running out and we have to set out now. Does the young gentleman have any other advice?"
Huwa: "It seems that your clan leader doesn't want to make a big announcement and plans to quietly invite experts to help. ...Excuse me, Xiaobo, where do you want to find people?"
Tian Xiao: "There is a Shuangliu Village forty miles away from here. It is the largest village in this area. It is also the intersection of several roads. There are many people coming and going. I want to go there to find someone. Maybe there are experts who pass by."
Huwa asked again: "Even if a master passes by, can you recognize him?"
Tian Xiao stretched out his hand and patted his forehead: "This is a big question. I can't help but ask them one by one!"
No expert in the world would write on their foreheads how many realms and levels of cultivation they have, and what kind of abilities they have. The reason why Tian Xiao guessed that Huwa was a monk was just because of special circumstances. And the villagers
Calling Huwa Master Gonggong means that he showed his magical powers and made a clay pot on the spot by kneading mud by the river.
But when he arrived at Shuangliu Village, with Tian Xiao's eyesight, how could he tell who was the master he wanted to invite? Should he go to the market and announce it loudly? If he did, let alone whether the news would be revealed.
, I am afraid that they will be noticed by the bandits, and they may even be intercepted and killed on the way.
Seeing Tian Xiao's troubled look, Huwa smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Xiao. I'll go with you. Although the world's masters don't write their cultivation level on their faces, I can still see some clues."
Tian Xiao was overjoyed and said: "It's great to have a young gentleman to help me! Otherwise, I would not be able to recognize him because of my poor eyesight. You could tell at a glance that I had practiced Kaishan Jin and Wu Ding Gong. My eyesight is amazing.
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At noon that day, Huwa and Tian Xiao left Baixi Village and headed for Shuangliuzhai. This road basically ran along the south bank of Baixi, sometimes far and sometimes close to the water flow, winding between mountains and forests and rolling hills.
Forty miles, we gradually turned from traveling eastward to traveling southward, and saw another village in the distance on the east bank of the stream.
This is a very remote road and not easy to walk. Ordinary people usually travel in groups, but for Huwa who grew up in the wild mountains, I feel that this is already a smooth and accessible road. These forty miles
For ordinary people, the journey usually takes a whole day, starting right after breakfast and arriving almost before dinner.
The living habits in this area are also different from those in the wilderness. In Lu Village, the tribesmen only eat one meal a day, and the food is distributed uniformly by the tribe. But in these villages on Bayuan, the residents eat two meals a day.
, make breakfast first when you get up in the morning, and after eating, the sun will rise; after a day of work, go home and have dinner before sunset. When you are full, it is almost dark and it is time to go to bed.
Food is cooked by each family and eaten by each family. However, Baixi Village still retains some traditions of the primitive tribe. Many fields are jointly owned by the tribesmen, and tribesmen are often organized to collect products collectively, and the products are distributed uniformly.
There are also public warehouses in the village, which are the targets of Shanjiao tribesmen.
Although Tian Xiao is over seventy years old, his kung fu is still there. He can walk much faster than ordinary people. He and Huwa arrived at Shuangliu Village in half a day. This is the largest village that Huwa has seen so far.
There are hundreds of houses and courtyards scattered here and there. According to Tian Xiao, there are more than 2,000 residents here, close to 3,000.
The reason why the population is so prosperous is because of its special geographical location. This is the place where two streams of water meet, one is Baixi and the other is called Qingxi. There is a bridge on each of Baixi and Qingxi, which is actually strong and generous.
It is said that Feihong City specially sent engineers to invite a group of co-workers to build it. The traffic between nearby villages and even the city walls must pass through these two bridges, thus forming a transportation that extends in all directions.
thoroughfare.
Four roads intersect here, two of which cross Baixi and Qingxi respectively. Because the village is very large, the wall has been expanded outward several times. Some sections are not made of stones, but wood cut from nearby mountains.
It has become a tall fence. This is a bit like the former Qingshui Clan Walled City, which Huwa had seen in the scene where the mountain god imprinted his soul.
However, Shuangliu Village is much larger than Qingshui City Walled City. It is also the largest settlement in Feihong City outside the main city. Because it is located at a choke point, it also has a bustling market.
, many people pass by here every day. However, the vast majority of traders in the market here are not businessmen, but basically local and nearby people.
Tian Xiao often carries two baskets of eggs and comes here to sell them in exchange for the cloth, salt and other materials needed by his tribe. When picking things up, he doesn't walk as fast as today. It takes a whole day on the road, and at noon
They also had to stop to rest and eat some dry food, finish the transaction on the second day, and go back with the basket on the third day, a total of three days and two nights.
In this era, there are no so-called inns in many places, and residents of many villages don’t even know what an inn is. Pedestrians passing by the villages basically look for someone to stay, and sometimes they will take something as a thank you. Ordinary villages usually pass by
There are not many outsiders, and many families are usually happy to receive you, often without asking for any thanks. This is just a help to the traveler.
However, the situation in Shuangliuzhai is quite special. There are usually many people passing by, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to stay in the houses on the roadside every day. Therefore, the local chief and several elders discussed and built a post station next to the market for selling eggs.
People like Tian Xiao stay overnight.
The inn consists of several large houses. Each house is lined with wooden boards and hay along the corners. It can accommodate many people for a while. There is also a large yard outside, where a fire can be lit for cooking. Tian Xiao and Huwa
Tian Xiao spent the night in the inn that day. Tian Xiao felt very embarrassed because the place was too messy and the conditions were too simple, which had wronged this distinguished young gentleman.
But Huwa had nothing to care about. He was just curious. Others who stayed in the inn were also very curious about Huwa. This young man with fair features and fair face was still wearing such thin Gebu clothes in early winter.
Someone took the initiative to throw over a large, worn-out felt and lent it to Huwa to wrap around him to keep out the cold, and reminded him to be careful not to freeze at night.
Felt is not leather. It is woven from the soft and long down of animals. It is much thicker than cloth and is very warm. This piece of felt is very old, with several holes on it, and is covered with traces of dirt and oil stains.
Nowadays, it should be used to wrap goods. It has some indescribable strange smell. It doesn't smell very good anyway, but it does feel warm when wrapped around the body.
Huwa didn't need it, but he was very grateful. He sat in the haystack by the corner and put the felt on his body. Inexplicably, he remembered the time he spent the night in the firewood house in Huahai Village.
When Huwa got up the next day and returned the felt to the other party, the man was a little surprised to find that the worn felt had become clean. Although there were still traces of oil stains on it, those were just traces.
It's not greasy; if you touch it with your hands and pull it, it feels softer and more comfortable, and the texture is much tougher.
It can be said that Huwa is boring. A monk who has mastered the art of essence and weapon refining, such as Shan Ye, is good at doing this kind of thing, and Huwa is even better at it. But if it were anyone else, no one would
You will not waste your magical power on a piece of worn-out felt. No matter how advanced your magical powers are, it will still be a piece of worn-out felt.
The person who lent Huwa the felt was a very powerful man. He wore thick-soled hemp shoes and felt clothes. He was in his twenties, had a strong build, and looked very energetic. He took the felt.
After that, I was a little dazed, and I felt intuitively that this thing was not the same as when I lent it to this boy last night, but it was still my own felt, it was still broken in the places where it should be, and it was still old when it should be.
Tian Xiao had already lit a fire under the eaves outside and took out the food he had brought with him to make breakfast. The young man was sitting aside, with a dog sitting next to him. He looked as if he was waiting for the meal. He saw this man standing at the door in a daze.
, Tian Xiao smiled and greeted: "Strong man, thank you very much for last night! If you are not in a hurry, come and have something to eat together."
The man looked at the torn felt in his hand, and then at the tiger baby sitting under the eaves. He always felt that something was wrong with the world as soon as he woke up.
He replied politely: "It's just a piece of furoshiki. I'm lending it to your child to wear for one night. Why should I be so polite?"
Tian Xiao smiled again and said: "This young gentleman is not my child. He comes from somewhere else. He is already a Gonggong adult at a young age... It's just a little food, so why should a strong man be so polite!"
The man was shocked. It turned out that this young man had such an identity. He must have at least three realms of cultivation to become a co-worker in the city. But he was really a three realms monk, so why did he spend the night with these passers-by?
?As long as you say hello to the leading figures in the town, you will naturally be treated as a distinguished guest and provided with comfortable accommodation.
Even if you go to stay, you can find the best host. Everyone knows that the gratitude from a Gonggong must be very generous. Even if it is not for gratitude, many people are proud to be able to host you.
Hanzi walked over and bowed, then sat down next to him. Holding the piece of felt, he asked hesitantly: "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, but I didn't know you were a co-worker! What's going on with this felt?"
Huwa asked curiously: "What's wrong? Did I damage your felt?"
The man quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, I just feel that it has become cleaner, softer, and stronger inexplicably."
Huwa chuckled and said: "That's good, I just used magic power to refine it, but that's all it can do."