Chapter 488: caravan

Xiaona took out the gossip mirror and opened the star map to project the three lower realm stars in the Dawu galaxy, and said to Xiao Youyou next to her: "I threw that stupid bear on the golden star, and there are two other fan stars left. Yang Xiaoxing and Xuan Xiaoxing, which one shall we choose?"
Xiao Youyou said: "It's all right, as long as Uncle Xiong can find the whereabouts of that extraterritorial demon one step ahead."
"Then put in a coin, go to Yang Xiaoxing on the head, and go to Xuan Xiaoxing on the reverse." Xiaona took out a gold coin and threw it up, then caught it, facing it up.
"Walking, let's go to Yangxiaoxing, we must rush to find the extraterritorial demon in front of the big stupid bear!"
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"Cock oh~~~!" A broke the tranquility of the ancient town, and the streets and alleys quickly became lively.
Chen Fan simply washed, and went downstairs from the guest room to the lobby and found an empty table. Just as soon as he sat down, the shop Xiaoer greeted him warmly.
"Master is up? Would you like something to eat?"
"A few more light ones." Chen Fan answered casually: "One more pot of good tea."
"Okay, please wait a minute." Xiao Er immediately ran to the back kitchen.
At this time, some guests came downstairs one after another. Some people, like Chen Fan, found an empty table to eat some breakfast to fill their stomachs, and some people left in a hurry after checking out.
Soon the lobby of the inn was filled with people, but because Chen Fan's size was too deterrent, no one dared to come to him to make a table and let him dominate a table.
Chen Fan was eating an exquisite breakfast while listening to the conversations of others.
Among them are rumors, there are also some anecdotes, and even some crazy gossip.
Chen Fan automatically filtered out the useless messages and specially eavesdropped on abnormal events. Unfortunately, the recent abnormal events were nothing more than big movements caused by the falling stars.
"Hey, have you heard? Jiujiang Gang leader Sha Tongtian is also here!" Suddenly a whisper caught Chen Fan's attention, causing him to his ears.
"Ghost Dragon King is here too?" Another voice at the same table asked in surprise: "I heard that this Jiujiang Gang leader is still in retreat and attacking the innate realm?"
"Your news is outdated. This Sha Tongtian must have finally broken through the innate realm. This time he came to Mangshan to grab the treasure. 80% came to clear the field for the immortal door behind him."
"Where did you hear the news?"
"Yesterday, a sand boat just arrived ashore. The boatman on the boat saw the Dragon Boat of the Ghost Gate Dragon King moored on the pier outside Qixia Town. It is estimated that the news has spread by now, and it will be later in Jiujiang. The helpers may block the waterway to prevent anyone from entering Mang Mountain."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly. If we go late, we might be stopped outside the mountain."
The people at that table murmured for a while, then hurriedly settled the bill and left.
Soon, the inn was full of jokes and people walked away in only half a cup of tea.
Chen Fan waved to the shop's second child, who immediately trot over and smiled and asked, "Master, can you repay your appetite earlier? What's your order?"
Chen Fan asked, "How do I get to Qixia Town?"
The shopkeeper was surprised and said: "Master, you are going to Qixia Town? If you don't hurry, you can take a boat and go down the Jinshui River for two days. If you are hurrying, you can take the mountain road and cross Qixia Mountain in one day. But this mountain road is not easy to walk, the villain suggests that you find a caravan team to go with you."
"I know." Chen Fan nodded, rewarded Xiao Er a silver bean, and went to the counter to settle the bill and left the inn, heading straight out of the ancient town.
When there was no one outside the town, Chen Fan let go of speed and dashed towards Qixia Town.
At three poles of the sun, a mountain full of red leaves but half of the peaks covered by clouds and mist was in sight.
"I want to come this is the Qixia Mountain." Chen Fan, as light as a swallow, swept across a forest and landed on an ancient road in front of the mountain.
There is a tea shop at the foot of the mountain. A caravan team that has just climbed over Qixia Mountain is resting. A team of more than a dozen donkeys and horses occupy half of the road.
Chen Fan walked through the teahouse along the ancient road, and saw a dozen caravans who were drinking tea and resting with short knives on their waists, exuding fierce air.
These people also saw Chen Fan walking from outside, and didn't look back at it until he climbed the winding mountain road.
"The rudder? The man just now..." A young man pressed the hilt of the knife and looked at a sturdy old man with white beard and hair at the same table.
"Small things happen, big things matter!" The old man shook his head slightly, and signaled everyone to stop.
The young man took his hand back and just wanted to take the tea bowl in front of him, but suddenly felt that the door was dark, as if a high wall blocked the outside sunlight.
In a small tea house, the hands can be heard immediately.
A group of caravans put their hands on the handle of the knife, staring at the tall figure standing at the door.
"Does the store still have tea?" Chen Fan grinned and called out loudly.
"Come, here." I saw a hunched old man walking out from the back tremblingly carrying a teapot, looking embarrassed: "This guest officer, there is tea in the shop, but the seats are gone. If you don’t dislike it, the little old man will set up a small table outside for you, what do you think?"
"Successful." Chen Fan responded with a smile and turned and went out.
The store hurriedly summoned a clerk to set up a small table for Chen Fan outside the tea house, then made him a pot of hot tea and served a few plates of preserved fruit.
Chen Fan was sitting outside, drinking tea and resting on his own, but made the group of people sitting in the room nervous.
The young man's hand holding the handle of the knife was almost crippled.
The white-haired old man at the same table was much more calm, picked up his tea bowl and drank it in one sip, and said lightly: "I have enough rest, it's time to hurry."
"Yes, Ma Guotou." Everyone answered one after another, leaving the tea house in an orderly manner to lead their donkey horses.
The old white-haired man who gave the order first went to settle the tea money, and then walked out with a few cronies.
From beginning to end, Chen Fan didn't look at these people.
The horse team set off again, slowly heading towards Jinshui Town.
"The store~EbookFREE.me~ When the horse team has gone away, Chen Fan called the store.
"Hey, what do you want from the guest officer?" The store hurried out in response.
"Where did this caravan come from?" Chen Fan asked casually.
The shopkeeper replied honestly: "The little old man is not very clear, but he came down from the mountain when the day was just polished. I think it should have come from the town of Qixia. But the little old man has lived for most of his life and still looks back. Seeing the caravan who dared to go over the mountain at night, I guess it was anxious to deliver the goods."
Chen Fan nodded, took out a silver bean and threw it to the store.
"Oh, you have given too much money, guest officer, I can't find it for the little old man."
"Reward you a lot."
"Ah! Thank you, guest officer, thank you, guest officer." The old man held the silver with a burst of gratitude, but when he raised his head, he found that the strong man in front of him was long gone.
The old man was so shocked that he thought he would bump into the "Daxian" in broad daylight.