The Black Evil Forest is not a forest or a forest, but a mountain forest that stretches thousands of miles from north to south and from east to west.
There are many foggy mountains deep in the mountains and forests. The sun cannot be seen during the day and the moon cannot be seen at night. Therefore, if you are not familiar with the terrain of the mountains and forests and go deep into them, even if you can fly, you will easily lose your way.
But the dangers of the Black Evil Forest are by no means as simple as losing your way.
There are countless demons and monsters living in the Black Evil Forest. Without strong self-protection, all the bones and dregs will be swallowed up.
The reason why Nader Company's caravan dared to cross the Black Evil Forest was because it relied on its strong strength and abundant financial resources to open up a business route in the Black Evil Forest.
However, if there was another way to go, even if it was a detour of an extra 1,800 miles, they would be willing to do so, because walking down the Black Devil Forest in one trip would cost too much to control the bandit forces along the way.
Not to mention anything else, just talking about eating, drinking and eating for more than 50,000 guards during this trip is a huge expense.
However, if this trip can reach Incheon Underworld safely, they are willing to spend no matter how much it costs, because this trip they have transported a treasure to be presented to the new king of Incheon Underworld, Yama.
The change of ownership in Incheon Prefecture invalidated the Nader Company's right of way in Incheon Prefecture, causing their trade route from Incheon to the north to be cut off.
For more than a year, they have been fighting for new rights of passage, and have presented a large amount of property to Emperor Yama, but Emperor Yama has not relented.
The people of Nader Company also knew that Emperor Yan deliberately refused to release the right of way, and it was not just for their family, but for all the businesses that wanted to obtain the right of access to Incheon Prefecture. Emperor Yan wanted to use this method to punish them.
The Chamber of Commerce demanded property to make up for the losses of the war.
However, the people from Nader's Company on this trip were very confident that they would be able to obtain the right of passage, because the treasure they brought was very important to Emperor Yama.
Little did they know that a huge pocket had opened deep in the Black Evil Forest, waiting for them to fall into the trap.
The mountain road is difficult to travel.
Traveling day and night, the caravan only traveled more than three hundred miles in ten days.
However, we stopped one day because there was a thick fog in the mountains and the visibility was less than ten steps. The caravan did not dare to go through such heavy fog.
That evening, the caravan camped in a flat valley.
The guards were very familiar with the surrounding terrain. Before the caravan entered the valley, they had assigned two teams of soldiers and horses to occupy the peaks on both sides of the valley. They also sent out scouts to survey the surrounding areas and only allowed the caravan to camp in the valley after confirming that there was no danger.
Zhang Xiaozu was lying in the large tent that he bought for a Mingdou, resting his hands on his hands and looking at the tent roof, frowning.
He felt a little anxious, because at this speed, it would take at least twenty days to get out of the Black Evil Forest, even if the journey went smoothly. He really didn't have so much free time to spend on the road.
He wanted to leave the caravan first, but from the information he had heard these days, he learned that walking in the Black Evil Forest, even flying in the sky, it is very easy to lose your way. If there is no one who is familiar with the path to guide you, it is best not to
Walking alone in the black evil forest.
This stumped him.
Because if you walk alone rashly and accidentally lose your way, it will be tragic. I don’t know how long it takes to reach Incheon’s underworld.
"Spend a lot of money to hire a guide."
Qi Yoyo knew what Zhang Xiaozu was worried about, so he sat down next to him and gave his opinion.
What she meant was to spend a lot of money to find someone in the caravan who was familiar with the route as a guide to lead them away from the caravan and take a step forward.
"I'm afraid no one dares to pick it up." Zhang Xiaozu said with a frown.
The Black Devil Forest was extremely dangerous, and he felt that no one would dare to leave the caravan and serve as their guide for money or life.
"There must be a brave man under a heavy reward, give it a try." Qi Yoyo said.
"good."
Zhang Xiaozu immediately stood up in response, walked out of the tent, and looked for him as soon as he asked.
"Uncle Ma, the caravan is moving too slowly. I will give you a hundred hell beans. How about you be my guide for once?"
Zhang Xiaozu left the tent, walked directly to the three trucks in front, and asked an old man who was smoking a pipe.
After getting along with these ghosts in the underworld for a long time, Zhang Xiaopou has treated them as human beings, because they are almost the same as human beings. They also have emotions, anger, sorrow, food, drink, and diarrhea, and cannot escape birth, old age, illness, and death.
The old man's name was Ma Sanxi. He liked to smoke pipes when he was alive. After his death, he came to the underworld. Instead of quitting his addiction, he only got worse.
He has no children and no worries in the underworld. The reason why he still works so hard in business to make money is because of his three major hobbies in life: tobacco bags, wine, and brothels.
He said that the money he earned from such a trip would be enough to keep him happy for a month.
He only smokes genuine tobacco pipes that have been circulated from the underworld, and he only drinks drunken flowers from the underworld. But the thing that gives him the most sense of accomplishment is that when the girls in the brothel see him, they all call him uncle enthusiastically.
Even though he knew that those "uncle" sounds that made people feel numb all over were all aimed at the money in his pocket, he was also happy with it.
To use one of his words: "Who made me rich? The rich man is the uncle."
"Don't even think about it." Ma Sanxi shook his head at Zhang Xiaopou when he heard this, "I have never done business where I have money but no life to spend."
Zhang Xiaozhu smiled and had already expected Ma Sanxi's categorical rejection, because through this period of getting to know each other, he already knew that Ma Sanxi was a guy who cherished his life very much. He asked him to leave the safety of the caravan and risk his life.
It was almost impossible to become a guide, so he did not try to persuade him again, but said: "You can help me find a guy who is not afraid of death and can play the role of guide. The reward can be increased."
Hearing this, Ma Sanxi showed a thoughtful expression, took two puffs from his pipe, and said, "There is such a foolish and bold person, but it will get dark soon. Let's talk about it tomorrow morning."
"Then it's up to you."
"It's nothing, it's just a matter of opening your mouth." Ma Sanxi waved her hand.
Nothing happened all night.
But the next morning there was a heavy fog in the mountains, which was worse than the fog a few days ago, and the visibility was less than five steps.
The caravan could only stop in the valley and wait for the fog to clear.
Taking advantage of his free time, Ma Sanxi found him, who he said was stupid and bold.
Zhang Xiaozu thought he was a sturdy guy with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. Who would have thought that he was actually a thin and weak boy named Yao Wangchun. When he learned that he would be rewarded with a hundred dark beans, he readily agreed to Zhang Xiaozu's offer.
Errands.
He patted his chest and assured Zhang Xiaozhu that he had walked through the Black Evil Forest hundreds of times and could take Zhang Xiaozhu to the underworld of Incheon with his eyes closed.
Zhang Xiaozu was so happy that he was about to set off immediately.
But I heard him reply: "The fog is too heavy and I can't see the road clearly."
It can be seen that the words "with eyes closed" are really unreliable.
Zhang Xiaozu was about to chat with Yao Wangchun for a few more words to get to know this unreliable guy, but suddenly he frowned.
The heavy fog blocked his sight, but it could not block his subtle state of mind.
He saw a large number of guys armed with weapons, using the cover of thick fog to surround the valley from all directions.
"No, there are robbers!"
Zhang Xiaozu shouted loudly and alerted the caravan's guards.