Early the next morning, Pan Long and the others continued to set off on the road, heading south.

The next section of the road was calm. After walking for three days, Han Feng felt a little itchy.

"Old Li, why don't you meet robbers now?" He said to Li Qiang boredly, "Does the weather mean that the robbers in Yongzhou are hibernating like bears?"

Li Qiang, who was driving the car, couldn't help laughing: "The bear hibernates because of the oil accumulated in autumn. The robber hibernates, and it will starve to death."

"Then why didn't they come out to rob?"

"I just didn't meet it." Li Qiang said, "There are indeed many bandits on the ground in Yongzhou, but in fact they are not encountered every now and then. If bandits are everywhere, how dare we go out?"

Han Feng thought about it and it seemed that this was the reason. He sighed and returned to the carriage, lying on the carriage, looking bored.

It's like a dog who is stuck at home and can't go out for a walk.

Pan Long shook his head, did not persuade him, and asked Li Qiang: "Are there really many bandits in Yongzhou?"

"It's a lot, alas!" Li Qiang sighed and explained, "Yongzhou is located in the northwest, and its original resources are not rich. The court also imposes a large amount of 'Jincheng Tax' every year to prepare materials and support the Jincheng defense line. The people have long been suffering!"

Pan Long nodded slightly and sighed.

"If it's just taxes, it's still acceptable. After all, I really have no money, and the tax collectors in the court can't do anything to you. At worst, they can go to the ground and take away whatever they like. Anyway, they are all worthless and heavy things. If they don't think it's heavy, they can take it away. What's really terrible is the transfer of labor service - transporting materials from all over Yongzhou to the Jincheng defense line, which requires a lot of manpower. These civil servants are naturally locals in our Yongzhou. Moreover, the Jincheng defense line not only requires soldiers, but also a lot of cool labor. Naturally, they are all young and strong in Yongzhou..."

"Where is the Jincheng defense line? It is the front line of fighting with monsters and deserters, and it is a battlefield where blood flows into rivers! Even soldiers often flow into rivers and corpses everywhere, let alone civil servants! If ten civil servants go by, seven or eight will come back, it is an amazing happy event; if none of them can come back, it is not without them. So in some places, once someone is conscripted, the family will even handle the matter in advance for him. If they can come back, they will regard it as a lifetime of life; if they cannot come back, it will be fine..."

Li Qiang sighed deeply, his face full of bitterness: "Actually, we envy you northerners. Although your place is cold and barren, and there are all kinds of monsters, you don't have to pay extra taxes or obey those corvee labor that you can never finish... Do you know, we people in Yongzhou have a joke: There are five things that people must do in life in the world: Eat, drink water, breathe, sleep, and corvee labor."

Pan Long looked at his bitter smile and was speechless.

He also knew what Li Qiang said. Every year, a transport team from Yongzhou to Jincheng defense line passes by Dingfeng Town, and more than one trip. There are also a large number of civilians who follow the transport team. They look anxious and their tall figure cannot cover up their worries.

As for the men who followed the transport team back to the south, they were all exhausted and grateful, and the number of people was significantly less than the number they went there.

"Old Li, you can't say that!" Han Feng was unhappy and argued loudly, "Although we northerners do not perform labor service, we are often recruited! Moreover, there are monsters and monsters everywhere, and we always have to send a large number of people to fight with monsters that emerge from somewhere. In the past few days of peace... we are doing labor service all the time, okay?"

Li Qiang was amused by his statement: "Young Master Han, your statement makes sense. Since ancient times, there has been a saying of 'blood tax', which refers to those who do not have to pay taxes but have to join the army to fight. You northerners are actually paying such taxes, and it may not be much better than us."

"Yes, it's not easy for everyone!" Han Feng said happily after receiving a satisfactory answer.

Seeing his relaxed appearance, Pan Long couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This kid is just a child after all!

One day they were lucky. When the sun was about to set in the afternoon, they arrived at a county town called Lubei. This Lubei County is located on the northern foot of a "Lushan". The mountain is not very high, lush and lush, and the scenery looks good.

"Lubei County has no special production. The only thing worth mentioning is probably Lushan in the south." As Laoma of the way, Li Qiang introduced to them, "Lushan, before the establishment of Daxia, was the same name as a famous mountain in the south. After the establishment of Daxia, Emperor Jiazi sorted out the names of mountains and rivers in the world and modified a large number of duplicate names. This 'Lushan' was removed and turned into 'Lushan'."

"Folk legend has said that the mountain has been covered with clouds and mist all year round. But since Emperor Jiazi issued this order, the mountain gods of Mount Lu have not dared to wear hats. From then on, there will be no clouds and mists in this mountain no matter when it is. Even if it is heavy rain and heavy snow, once the rain and snow stop, the mountain will immediately clear up."

"Oh?" Han Feng asked curiously, "Is this true?"

"I don't know either. But folk legends are mostly for reasons." Li Qiang said, "If Young Master Han is interested, you can ask the locals and make sure."

So at dinner, Han Feng grabbed the tavern's clerk and asked about the story about Lu Shan.

The guy seemed a little impatient at first, but after Pan Long gave him a few big money, he immediately smiled and claimed that he could speak in every way. He even pulled a stool and sat next to them.

Anyway, there are only one of them in the store now.

"Lushan, there is indeed a legend that 'the mountain god does not wear a hat'." He thought for a while and said, "But this legend is not a good way to come!"

"Oh?" Han Feng asked curiously, "What does this mean?"

The guy sighed and said, "It is said that the god of Lushan Mountain was criticized by Emperor Jiazi and lost his hat. From then on, he has been holding a grudge. Emperor Jiazi is a saint king of all ages. He dared not bargain with Emperor Jiazi, but he held a grudge against the people around Lushan. So from now on, he would be very unhappy and even cause trouble in the mountains."

"Work?" Han Feng opened his eyes wide, and was so curious that he almost shone in his eyes. "What kind of trick is this?"

"Someone has heard the sound of women crying, some have seen blood-red light rising on the mountain, and some have even seen skeleton-like figures appearing faintly on the top of the mountain..." The guy said, shivering, showing a look of fear, "Anyway, it's very scary!"

"The woman's crying sound was a fox; the blood-red light and the skeleton-like figure might have been wrong. These words alone didn't seem to be a 'inducing', right?" Han Feng was no longer afraid when he heard him say this.

If this level is considered "inflicted", wouldn't there be monsters and monsters outside Dingfeng Town be in trouble every day?

Even, let alone such things that catch wind and shadows, even real monsters, Dingfeng Town will have to kill them better every year. Some of those monsters can turn into a black wind, some can spit out poisonous fire, spray smoke, and some can even change their human form... They are not just white knives and red knives, and turn into goods to exchange food with caravans!

Seeing Han Feng disagreed, the guy was anxious, looked around and lowered his voice, "That mountain god... many people have seen it!"

"I've seen it? I'm even more scary." Han Feng said indifferently, "If it has no entity and can hurt people invisibly, it will be terrible. But since everyone has seen it, it is also a flesh and blood body. As long as it is a flesh and blood body, it will be nothing more than an arrow, and then a group of people stabbed it with a spear, wouldn't it be solved?"

He spoke in an understatement, but the guy was stunned when he heard it, and looked at him with a wide mouth, unable to speak.

This is the reaction when facing the mountain god?

No! That's a mountain god! Why does this child, who is at most fourteen or fifteen, want to kill him when he opens his mouth?

Seeing that the guy was stunned by Han Feng's words, Pan Long smiled and said, "That mountain god...what exactly does he look like, making you so scared?"

The guy then reacted and said carefully: "The Mountain God is an eight-foot-tall giant with dark all over his body and a pair of horns that look like a cow. Its eyes are red like blood, its fangs look cold like a knife, and it seems to have a thick shell on its body. The ground is shaking and shaking when walking, which is very terrifying!"

Han Feng frowned, thought for a while, and looked at Pan Long in confusion: "Brother Long, after hearing what he said, why does it seem like he is not a mountain god, but he looks like a mandrill?"

Pan Long also nodded slightly, thinking that his words made sense.

The so-called mandrill is a kind of monster that is somewhat similar to humans. They are huge in size, amazing in strength, and hard in skin, which is definitely not something ordinary people can resist. However, these monsters like darkness and hate light. They generally rarely invade the towns where humans live, and most of them live in valleys and dense forests.

It has two important characteristics: one is that its body is pitch black and huge, and some have long hair; the other is that the structure of the legs is opposite to that of the people, and the knees are bent in reverse, and the walking looks very strange.

This kind of monster has a good intelligence and often gathers a group of ghosts and monsters to form a terrifying demon group. Therefore, once people in the North find it, they must quickly eliminate it so as not to raise a tiger, let it gather its followers and become a climate.

According to the man, the "mountain god" on Mount Lu seems to be a mandrill. Mandrills are indeed very terrible for ordinary people - this big guy eats everything, including humans. Moreover, once they have eaten humans, they will be very keen to prey on humans. Perhaps in their opinion, humans, such animals, do not run fast, have little strength, and do not have sharp teeth, are really suitable for hunting targets.

If there is a mandrill on this mountain, you really have to find a way to eliminate it...
Chapter completed!