Vol 7 Chapter 46: Eastbound Comics

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The desert Gobi is inaccessible, with no grass growing, even insects are rare, the vast world, there are always strange things that ordinary people can't imagine. In urban and rural areas, the negative energy after death always appears in the form of lonely ghosts, rarely Groups of ghosts are formed, but in this vast desert, there are countless large-scale ghost army rushes and kills. Even Liu Yanzhi has never seen such a spectacular and amazing scene.
The armors and outfits of these soldiers who rode on war horses or on foot were all different. At first I saw Han soldiers wearing profound armor of the Han Dynasty, holding a ring-head sword, and iron helmets with white feathers. The heavy armored cavalry of Mingguang armor, the Song army with a felt-hat back and a hard bow, the troops under the banner of Daming, and even the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, made Liu Yanzhi confused. The numbers of these Yin soldiers are too complicated. The armies fighting them are even more difficult to distinguish. The Huns, Xianbei, Qianghu, Rouran, Turks, Khitans, and Tatars are all nomadic cavalry with skillful bows and horses. The undead army seems to gather more and more, and millions of negative energy individuals have formed a huge aura, so that ordinary people can see their shadows, hear the sound of fighting, and feel the horseshoe hitting the ground. Rumble.
Liu Yanzhi did not retire the millions of Yin Soldiers. He just wanted to walk into these dense groups of negative energy to pay homage to the heroes, but he never expected that he would turn the ghosts of the Yin soldiers like a magnet to attract iron shavings like a strong magnet. Generally, I sucked them all over. This process surpassed the concept of physics and was completed in an instant. This caused the misunderstanding that Zhao Bichen thought he would retreat a million Yin Soldiers.
The moonlight gleamed on the Gobi Desert, and it turned out to be a little gentle. Liu Yan rode a camel and took the children back to the camp. Zhao Bichen was still speechless in shock, and he paid his respects.
Liu Yan raised his hand straight: "Don't dare, Master Zhao, please."
"The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan, doesn't know the true god!" Zhao Bichen didn't dare to get up, Liu Yanzhi didn't force it, smiled without saying a word, and turned away.
Back in the tent, Xiao Chen Zikun asked him quietly: "Uncle, where did you get all those ghosts?"
"Go to sleep, don't ask if you shouldn't ask." Liu Yan patted the child's head, not because he didn't answer, but because he didn't know the answer.
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The next journey was extremely smooth. God showed great admiration. There was no strong wind on the Gobi, Zhangku Avenue and the sun were beautiful, and Zhao Bichen did not tell the other people this secret. He was just in awe of Liu Yanzhi. Master Zhao was great. The recruited by Sheng Kui has a very high status. The people he respects are naturally more generous to others. Liu Yanzhi and Xiao Chen Zikun only need to admire the magnificent scenery along the way, and other people do all the leisure and miscellaneous affairs.
Twenty days later, the camel team arrived in Kulun. This city with a resident population of less than 30,000 is the political center of Mongolia. It is called Ulaanbaatar in later generations. The city is small and has basically no fixed buildings. There are only a few Yellow Sect Lama Temples, Mongolia. The herdsmen are very poor. The adults are dressed in torn clothes, the children are naked, the tents are low and shabby, but the animals are fat and strong. Liu Yanzhi once swept the Huns’ settlements with Huo Qubing’s Han army. The scene in front of him did not seem to have changed much from two thousand years ago. This made him sigh. Fortunately, he has entered the era of hot weapons. Advantages, otherwise the Mongols would have to go south to hit the grass valley every year.
The camel team brought brick tea, salt, cloth, hammers, scissors, pots and pans, and exchanged them for cattle, sheep and camels. These animals were brought to Zhangjiakou, and they could exchange multiple profits. The businessmen made a lot of money and laughed. Cocked his mouth.
The owners of the camel team got rich and rewarded the camel styles, dumplings stuffed with mutton, green onion and cabbage, boiled mutton noodles in hot soup, noodle rolls, white noodles and steamed buns with meat sauce, and roasted knives and marquise moheyan. Made it, the more you eat, the happier the owner.
The reunion moment was also the parting moment. Liu Yanzhi found Zhao Bichen to say goodbye and said that he would take the child to Hulunbuir.
Zhao Bichen was taken aback, and then relieved. The immortal's behavior is very different from that of ordinary people. He can't speculate about Liu Yanzhi's behavior with his own worldly eyes. He clasped his fists and said, "If it is useful to me, you can speak."
"Help me find a guide, the price is good." Liu Yan said straight.
Zhao Bichen is a little suspicious, don't the immortals even know the road? But after another thought, the fairy must have his reason for doing this, so he agreed and went back to find a familiar friend. Within two hours, he brought a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.
The boy is a Mongolian with a big axle body, a big face and small eyes. I heard that he used to be a lama in a temple and ran from the east on a walk of more than a thousand miles. Don't look at his young age, he is familiar with the road.
Liu Yan nodded straight and asked the boy: "What's your name?"
"Chopper Mountain." The boy said.
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Liu Yanzhi rested in Kulun for seven days, prepared enough food and drinking water, and with five-humped camels, he set off to the east under the guidance of the young Qiaoba Mountain. This road is relatively easy to walk a lot, as long as you walk east along the Cruelen River. However, along the way, there are dense forests and lush water plants. Don't worry about being thirsty and hungry. There are also many caravans to accompany you on the journey. In short, there is no danger and safely arrived in the city of Manzhouli in the north of Hulun.
Manzhouli is the western starting point of the Russian Middle East Railway and the starting point of Liu Yanzhi’s journey to the northeast. He gave five camels to the boy Qiao Bashan as an extra reward. This is not a small fortune, enough for the boy to complete some. Dreamed.
Here is the sphere of influence of the Russians. There is the China-Russia Dousheng Bank. When Liu Yanzhi was in Beijing, he exchanged some traveler’s cheques from Russian banks and exchanged them into Russian rubles commonly used in the northeast. He bought tickets for first-class cars and sleeping cars. To Harbin.
These days, the first-class and sleeper compartments are separate, but tickets must be purchased at the same time. The fare is expensive, three times that of the second-class compartment. Those who can afford the first-class compartment are Russian nobles, military officers, wealthy businessmen, etc., Chinese. Only this pair of father and son.
Looking at the old Maozi in a suit and leather shoes and the Russian soldier in a gray military coat outside the station, Chen Zikun couldn't help wondering whether this is in Russia, and why the people are all Chinese.
Liu Yanzhi taught him that although this is the territory of the Qing Dynasty, the Russians have long coveted it. The Middle East Railway is an important tool for them to control the Northeast. Lao Maozi and Little Japan fought a fierce battle a few years ago in order to compete for our Northeast. Hundreds of thousands of people died.
"They are fighting, is the army of the Qing Dynasty watching by the side?"
"Otherwise, the two Qing dynasties can't afford to provoke them, but they are not completely next to each other. They secretly helped the Japanese because the Japanese are not too strong and appetite. Even if they win, they will swallow it. Not less than the entire Northeast, if Lao Maozi wins, then the Northeast will never come back."
Xiao Chen Zikun is thoughtful, his pure mind still can't understand the world political and military situation and the balance of politicians.
The train drove for three days and three nights and arrived in Harbin, the largest city in the northeast. Liu Yan took his son to enjoy Russian western food, eating big liba and red sausage, drinking kvass and vodka, staying in the Madir Hotel for three days, and then buying I got two train tickets and went straight from Harbin to Dalian, the southernmost point in the northeast.
After the train passed Changchun, it became the sphere of influence of the Japanese. After the Russo-Japanese War, the northeast pattern was re-divided. This section of the railway was also part of the spoils of war. It was called the Southern Manchurian Railway. The soldiers escorted along the way from Russia in gray coats. The soldiers became Japanese soldiers wearing khaki uniforms and carrying Murata rifles~EbookFREE.me~ The father and son sat in the box and admired the scenery outside the window. Liu Yan told his son the story of the Russo-Japanese War, and suddenly the box door was covered by someone. Pulling away from the outside, a big man came in and quickly closed the box door. The box gun in his hand had a big nose, and the black hole of the muzzle was against Liu Yanzhi's head.
"Konni Chiwa." The big man greeted him in bad Japanese, twisting his left finger, which was a common international gesture for asking for money.
"Good guy, I'm not Japanese." Liu Yan answered with a straight smile, "You have admitted the wrong person."
"Let them pretend, I have been eyeing you from Harbin, don't think that you are Chinese if you can speak Chinese!"
"Okay, I'll give you the money." Liu Yan took out his wallet and took out all the rubles and Japanese yen bills in it. The other party took it and stuffed it into his arms, and hummed: "You know you."
"How do you call a hero?" Liu Yan said straight.
"Why, I still want to get revenge on me. I can't change my name or my surname, and report the number to Changshan!" The big man grinned, and his beard showed two rows of caries.