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Li Qingshan went to the best restaurant in the town and bought a dozen jars of good wine to fill the ox cart. Then, according to the list given by Qingniu, he bought most of the medicinal materials at the drug store, but the most important ginseng was not available in the drug store. Buy in.
In the largest inn in Baixi Town, a group of people with hats and medicine baskets were drinking tea silently. Even in the restaurant, they refused to take off the hats on their heads and the medicine baskets on their bodies.
From time to time, the shopkeepers of major drug stores came to the inn, opened the medicine basket and looked at the contents, then put their hands in the sleeves and bargained with them. .
They are ginseng pickers in Ginseng Village. Like Lema Village, they are all living in the mountains, but they live by picking ginseng. If you want to buy ginseng, it is naturally the cheapest to buy them.
Li Qingshan parked the bullock cart in front of the inn, looked around for a week, strode to the corner, and said to the ginseng pickers: "I want to buy ginseng!"
Seeing him at his young age and shabby clothes, the ginseng pickers all showed contempt, but no one responded to him.
Li Qingshan frowned, took out the remaining thousand taels of silver notes in his arms and put them on the table: "I want to buy ginseng!"
Now all the ginseng pickers raised their heads with expressions of astonishment. Unexpectedly, Li Qingshan could get so much silver. After looking at each other, someone finally asked, "How much do you want to buy?"
Li Qingshan had already learned about the price of ginseng, and finally agreed with the price, and took a large package of ginseng away.
The ginseng pickers whispered: "Would you like to do this kid easily?"
"It's still important to find ginseng. It is a treasure that is worth tens of thousands of dollars. Mortals can live longer if they eat it. If a martial artist eats it, they can immediately become a first-class master, and even break through obstacles, and it is not impossible to be promoted."
"Although the ginseng is good, there is only one, and I have to deal with the sick ghost in Lema Village. I think I don’t have the blessing to get it. A hundred birds are in the forest. follow me."
Seven or eight people stood up, grabbed the knives around their waists, and walked away.
Not far from the door, a person hiding behind the pillar saw this scene and left quietly.
Li Qingshan drove the ox cart on the mountain roads alone, chatting with the green ox one after another, Xiao An also poked his head out of the Huaimu sign and sat on the beam of the vehicle and listened to them.
Coming to a narrow valley, Qing Niu suddenly stopped and looked back at Li Qingshan: "Your trouble is here."
When the voice fell, seven or eight figures appeared at both ends of the valley.
Li Qingshan relied on his eyesight: "Are you... the people who participated in Wangzhuang?" The group of people was holding a knives in their hands, apparently trying to kill people and overwhelm them.
"I still underestimated the wickedness of the human heart!" He could only sigh in his heart. He didn't understand the truth about the undisclosed wealth, so after buying the ginseng, he drove the ox cart back to the village and never stayed one more night, but he didn't expect it. This group of people is so bold that they dare to intercept and kill themselves in broad daylight.
It is said that these people who climb the cliff every day and gather ginseng and spirit grass have extremely strong folk customs, and they all have martial arts in their bodies.
"Boy, we have something we want to talk to you!" The leader said calmly, with contempt in his eyes, as if looking at the cows and sheep in the cage: "Leave everything, you can go. ."
This kind of calmness is not pretended. They walk in the mountains all year round, encounter pedestrians who are alone, and kill and take away their belongings. It is just commonplace, and of course it is impossible to let go of any life after the event is completed.
The ginseng pickers gathered around with a smile.
Seeing the crisis approaching, Li Qingshan shook the rein abruptly, Qing Niu glanced at him, but cooperated, and rushed forward with the bullock cart speeding up.
"Toast, not eat or drink fine wine!" The ginseng pickers yelled and dodged to both sides in a hurry, with two sword lights flying in their hands, staggering towards Li Qingshan on the car.
The green bull's head swung, and only the remaining horns drew a weird arc. The ginseng picker, who was headed by the horns, couldn't avoid it, was pierced severely in his stomach, and was nailed to the mountain wall.
The ginseng picker opened his eyes wide, his mouth was pouring blood, and he didn't believe that his martial arts would die on the horn of a farm cow.
At the same time, Li Qingshan turned over and fell to the ground, dodge two flashes of the knife, with a thick-back steel knife in his hand.
Qing Niu pulled out his horns and said in his heart: "From a cow's point of view, my performance is super level, and the rest is up to you."
The visitors exclaimed: "Big Brother Geng!" This "Big Brother Geng" was the best one of them. They didn't expect to die so bizarrely, they never thought that Qing Niu was a monster.
Then he said to Li Qingshan fiercely: "Boy, do you know what you did? I originally wanted to give you a good time, and we will cut off your meat piece by piece to feed the wolf!"
Li Qingshan sneered: "It's up to you!" His complexion was extremely serious, and he slowly drew his sword.
Unexpectedly, there would be two battles in one day, and one more dangerous than one.
Sure enough, it means that he is easy to get into trouble. If he is just a peasant boy who has no power to restrain the chicken, of course it is impossible to fight hard with the people of Le Ma Zhuang, and he will not have so much money to buy. Ginseng.
And this was the most dangerous battle he had ever encountered in his life. Even though he had supernatural powers in his hands, he did not dare to say that he could walk on the ground, what Qing Niu had said came to his ears.
Thoughts are fleeting, and the battle is about to start.
"Kill!" The strong wind hit, and the net of four knives woven toward Li Qingshan.
The Bull Demon Leather Refining could not stop such a blade. Li Qingshan quickly made a judgment. Instead of looking behind him, he strode forward and pounced on the three ginseng pickers in front of him. His heart was not entirely in the death fight at this moment. Instead, I kept thinking about the corner of the green bull just now.
Qing Niu would never help him defend against the enemy, otherwise it would be easy to kill this group of ginseng pickers with its power, and that corner has a lot of meaning.
At the juncture of life and death, his understanding and spirituality were all forced out, and his eyes suddenly brightened. The top horns of the bull demon should use every part of the body as the horns, and the weapons are just extensions of the body.
The straight thick-back steel knife in his hand seemed to have suddenly become spiritual, bypassing a parrying waist knife.
Amidst the sound of "pupu", a ginseng picker's neck sprayed with blood mist, and fell to the ground on his back.
"Old man!" "This kid knows martial arts!" After a series of shouts, he looked at Li Qingshan with a look at him, his expression no longer just as casual.
And Li Qingshan's arms also had two scars. Thanks to the tenacity of the cow demon leather, he was not cut apart. Instead, he aroused the fierceness in his heart, and his eyes burned like fire: "Come on!"
In the dense forest on the side of the valley, there is a group of people hidden, no more than ten feet apart, and in broad daylight, the people in the valley didn't even notice it.
Only Qing Niu looked at him here.
The leader was Huang Binghu, smiling and saying to the people beside him: "Xiao Hei, can you be convinced now?"
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