He didn't sleep well this time. He started to dream about how long he had been sleeping. He dreamed that the hundreds of ghosts who had been led to the yard had followed him all the way to the mountain, including Bai Ying and Yan Baiheng, and he wandered around the hut when he was sleeping. The dark green area was like a dark underworld.

In his dream, he felt that this situation might be true. When he used to use the ghost spirit but did not drink it back, those things would usually follow him for seven or eight days. Bai Ying and Yan Baiheng died because of him, so it was normal to bother him for a few days. But this didn't matter, and they slowly dispersed.

But the other dream was a little weird.

He dreamed that a man with a blurred face and a big red fur coat walked in from outside the hut, first saluted him respectfully, and then said, "This True Lord, the little god general has suffered a great disaster. Please save me!"

I said this three times and my body dissipated.

Li Bochen suddenly woke up and fell asleep in the cold north. Before he knew it, it was already dark. He sat on the ground for a while and recalled the dream just now, not knowing what the deep meaning was.

But when he accidentally looked at the trap in front of the door, he found that the trap had been touched at some point.

As soon as he raised his heart, he immediately lifted the net on his body, held the dagger and walked to the door and looked out carefully. Tonight, the moon was very big and the snow field was shining brightly, and he found footprints. It was not human footprints, but a row of footprints of a small beast - extending from a distance to the door, as if touching the mechanism, and then extending to the bedside and turning, mixing with the footprints he stepped on.

When he was in the army, he occasionally went to the mountains to hunt and sacrificial sacrifice with his companions, so he could see that the footprint belonged to a little fox. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he frowned again-

Only the footprints of the little fox coming in, but no one walked out.

Thinking of the dream just now, he realized that he might have seen some wild monster. Dangtu Mountain, which lies across the snowy field, is a big mountain that runs east-west, but there are many crisscrossing mountains south of Dangtu, called the Siheng Mountains.

This mountainous area is vast and accounts for almost a quarter of the territory of the Sui Kingdom. Naturally, there will be many spiritual gods in the mountains. Most of the spiritual gods are under the seats of those spiritual gods, and most of them are intelligent beasts.

Maybe the man in red in his dream is one of them. Li Bochen knows that dealing with these things is actually very dangerous. These monsters in the wild are moody and sound like they are asking for help. Maybe they want to harm others. The best choice is not to provoke them.

So he didn't think much about it, but cut the broken net in the house with a dagger, rolled it into a long hemp rope and wrapped it around his waist and walked out of the wooden house. Because he dreamed of the man in red, he kept stopping day and night. When he was hungry, he caught a few birds and hares to eat, and when he was thirsty, he chewed a few bites of snow.

His destination was a small town in the Sihen Mountains, called Beikou. Beikou Town struck a key road into Siheng and Dangtu. Usually, the supply in Wuliang City was transferred through this town, so more than 100 troops were stationed all year round. If Sui refused to regret and sent people to chase him, he would not have thought that he would run to such a dangerous place.

He could put some money and clothes into the heart of the Sui Kingdom by making some money at the north entrance, and it would be hard to find it.

On the evening of the third day, Li Bochen saw Beikou Town between the white mountains and black waters from afar. From the morning, he walked and cut some branches on the tree with a dagger, and then tied his back with a hemp rope around his waist. By this time, he had already carried a large bundle of firewood.

He walked into the street from the east of the town and encountered no obstacles. At this time, there were many fur merchants in Beikou Town, mainly for the snow roe deer in Siheng Mountain. The hair of the snow roe deer is yellow-brown in spring, summer and autumn, but becomes snow-white, dense and soft in winter, and is very popular in wealthy areas in the south.

Although most of the fur merchants in the town ran away due to the war a few days ago, because it was snowing a few days ago, and some of them were really unable to leave, they had to stay in fear. Now that the monsters retreated after breaking through Wuliang City, these people were lucky enough to be disguised, they could not only buy a large amount of fur, but also lower the price.

So the town is now quite lively. The streets are smooth and brightly ground by car wheels and people, and even if the ash is sprinkled, it cannot be melted. It was just evening, and the wine and meat on both sides were already fragrant. Rich businessmen and rich people drank cups and there were sometimes pipas, and the sound of wooden flutes soared into the sky.

After smelling this smell, Li Bochen's stomach roared and his body became weak. Not only because he kept rushing day and night, but also because of his own level of practice. Ordinary people who do not practice can coax their stomachs by two meals a day, but even in the spiritual enlightenment realm, his vitality is constantly wandering, hungry faster than ordinary people. He hasn't eaten anything these days, and the oil is almost gone, so he has to think about giving sacrifices to the Five Insect Temples.

But the jade pendant in his arms could not take action - it was impossible for someone in Beikou Town to take out so much cash. Even if he could take out, it was unlikely that it would be a gold jewel. If there were five hundred silver jewels or five hundred thousand copper coins, he might not be able to take it away if he hired a few big trucks.

So he walked along the roadside and looked at both sides. When he walked to the door of a restaurant called "Guilinju", he found that the horse stakes in front of the door were tied up, so he turned around a few more times. Sure enough, a guy walked out in a panic and hurriedly called him as soon as he saw it: "Hey, brother, are you selling this firewood?"

Li Bochen wiped the sweat from his face and stood aside: "Sold."

The guy walked down the steps and reached out to touch the firewood on his back: "Wet firewood... Forget it, you caught up today. Your load is enough, you count on your thirty dollars, can you do it?"

Li Bochen knew that a load of wood was about twenty yuan, but his load was indeed twice as much as usual. Thirty yuan was not much, nor was it less. He let out a light breath: "Okay."

"Okay, come with me."

The man led him into the backyard through the side door, asked him to put the firewood in the kitchen yard, and counted him thirty coins. He said to him, "If you go to pick up the firewood in a while, you will send it here, and you will still receive it thirty coins."

Li Bochen nodded. But he sold firewood just to relieve his temporary difficulties, so he could not really make money by doing this. He pretended to be tight-belt and waited until the guy left before he took a step. But he did not go out through the back door, but entered the restaurant lobby through the yard door of the kitchen.

The lobby was very lively and the wine was filled with the fragrance. Most of the people sitting here were bodyguards brought by the wealthy businessmen upstairs, and dozens of people occupied several tables, laughing and clamoring to lift the roof.

Li Bochen looked at it briefly, took a confiscated wine cup from the wine cabinet, then tied his face and walked to a lively banquet, and sat on the stool next to him.

The man was chewing on the case and drank a lot of wine. He looked at him with drunken eyes. Li Bochen unceremoniously reached out to take the wine pot and added wine to himself, holding the wine cup high and said, "Everyone, please listen to me!"

A dozen people at the table were originally eating, drinking and making noise, but they subconsciously looked at him.

Li Bochen said: "Last year, my shopkeeper had an accident. Fortunately, the new account helped me. Today, I came to pay a cup of wine. If you don't do it, you won't give me face!"

After saying that, he raised his head and drank three bowls in a row.

No one on the table recognized him, but looking at his style, I don’t know which business name he was from. Seeing that he had extraordinary eyebrows, starry eyes, and he was drunk, he didn’t even think about anything else. They applauded for a moment and did it all.

Li Bochen stood up and said, "Then brother, let's first--"

The man next to him grabbed him and said in a dizzy way: "I'm leaving now? I won't give you face to me! I remember you owe me a few drinks last year!"
Chapter completed!