"Most of these are demonic beasts that the disciples of Jiuhuang Mountain have killed. They would hang the cleaned corpses of the demonic beasts on the roadside as a warning, so that ordinary demonic beasts would not dare to approach the main road."
"Is that so?" The girl thought for a moment, and then the group continued to move forward.
Compared to the desertedness along the way, as we got closer to Jiuhuang Mountain, we could meet some pedestrians on the road. They were curious and surprised at how fast these pedestrians were traveling, but they didn't ask too many questions.
Some of these travelers are lone travelers, while others are caravans with full escort forces. There are quite a lot of people in them, so they dare to travel through the dangerous Baiman Continent.
"We're almost there. The gate to Jiuhuang Mountain is right in front of us."
As they were talking, they gradually turned around a forest and the scene before them suddenly became clear.
Five tall and steep peaks stand in the dense mountain jungle, and among these five peaks there is a large group of wooden houses and villages scattered in the mountain forests. In the middle there is a wide plain paved with stones, where there is a bustling market with many people coming in and out. Various shops and restaurants can be seen next to the circular square.
"Is this Jiuhuang Mountain?" Loran Hill stood on the hill and looked at the lively scene in the distance.
Although there seem to be quite a few buildings, generally speaking, it is like a mountain stronghold that has been magnified many times. Its architectural style is very rough and barbaric, and most of them are made of wood and stone. The roof beams are made of huge animal bones, and the sharp corners of the bones are raised to form a half-moon shaped roof ridge. The lower sides are covered with thick thatch and rough wooden planks.
Moreover, most of the residents entering and leaving the house wore animal skins and ornaments made of teeth and bones. This primitive and barbaric style made people think of the ancient times, when the Phoenix Witch was still alive and the ancestors were struggling to open up and migrate in the East Continent.
"This is Jiuhuang Mountain, Miss."
"It was definitely a surprise the first time, but I gradually got used to it. Baimanzhou is not easy to get in and out of, and monsters often invade. Local residents don't build very good houses because they're prone to breakdown anyway."
As they talked, the group slowly walked down the mountain path. As they got closer, they saw more and more local residents along the way. Their appearance was not much different from those in the outside world, except for their slightly different accents. These people were also quite simple and honest. Loran Hill could hear their conversations in the breeze. There were rarely any quarrels, and they helped each other with many things without caring too much.
The closer they got, the taller the mountain appeared. By the time the group reached the interior of Jiuhuang Mountain, the towering peaks directly blocked the sun, and they could only see the golden afterglow on one side of the sky.
"We need to deliver the goods. I wonder what arrangements the young lady has." Although the delivery of the escort had little to do with Loran Hill, the three of them could not leave at will at this moment.
"Well, can I go with you to take a look?" Loran Hill wanted to know more about the local situation.
"That's fine." Although it was different from the usual practice, it was not something that needed to be avoided, so several people nodded.
Afterwards, Lin Dao Ke went to the agreed place to inquire and soon found out where he was going to be delivered this time.
"It turns out to be Mr. Huang's goods. Let me see the records he left behind." In an inn, the clerk squatted down, found the locked book in the cabinet, and then found the records he left behind.
"It's at the Black Sixty-Seventh Ring House at the foot of Qiongqi Peak. The owner of the yard is named Ying. You just need to go there to deliver the goods."
"Okay, this is our dart seal." After saying that, a swordsman took out a small arrow-like token and placed it on the table.
"Yes, I'll mark you, and then you can press your fingerprints and write your names. This will mean the convoy is halfway done. Once the goods are delivered, get the token from the owner of the yard. That will mean the end, and we'll give you a portion of the money."
Watching them talking for a while, Loran Hill looked back and forth with eyes full of curiosity, thinking carefully in his heart.
It seems that the escort process is quite strict.
Then the group left the inn and continued walking towards the interior of Jiuhuang Mountain, passing through the messy forked roads, searching all the way, and then stopped in front of a courtyard. Under the eaves in front of the courtyard, there were two ropes with copper rings hanging. One of them had six copper rings wrapped with black lines, and the other had seven copper rings wrapped with black lines. It seemed that this was the meaning of sixty-seven, which was very straightforward and simple.
"There are no straight roads in the mountains, only winding paths with many forks, so there are no strict streets here. You can only look at which mountain you are closest to and then hang the corresponding numbered door knocker. The one at the foot of Qiongqi Peak uses a black wire-wrapped ring." The swordsman walked in front and introduced.
"So that's how it is." The one who had never been to Jiuhuang Mountain nodded.
Afterwards, a bodyguard and swordsman came forward, knocked on the door, and waited patiently.
After a while, the door creaked open and a man with disheveled hair walked out. He looked to be in his thirties, with a string of small animal skulls hanging on his chest. He was wearing loose clothes with his chest exposed, and there was a long sword without a sheath at his waist.
As soon as he opened the door, the black-haired man frowned because there were quite a few people outside.
"Who are you?" He spoke in a cold voice, seeming unhappy.
"We are here to deliver the darts." The three men put down their backpacks, took out the rattan box inside, and then took out a few small bags containing valuables from their arms.
He watched the three swordsmen put the things away, then nodded slightly, opened the box, untied the small opening on the bag, and checked them one by one.
There was a list written on special contract paper in the box. He took the paper to count and check it, while Loran Hill and his group also slowly looked at the things in the box.
"One hundred and thirty bottles of Candle Red Lotus Heart Medicine, two hundred and sixty Qudu Chilling Heart Pills, ninety-six bottles of Ink Blood Condensation Purple Medicine, twelve shells of Seven He Pearl Powder, twenty-nine bottles of Wind Dew Sealing Water, three hundred and ten Valley Moon Owl feathers, three pieces of Rotten Poisonous Chicken Blood Stone, four pounds and five ounces of Nine-Refined Silver Steel, twenty cents of North Sea Fluorescent Shrimp Powder, one Nine Ghost Pearl, three stalks of Heart-Slaying Grass..." He counted them one by one. The value of these things varied.
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