This was Ji Hao's first time walking into Pusaka.
This place is completely different from what he imagined. There are no rows of majestic palaces here, and there are no heavily guarded high-walled courtyards. Except for some big forces from the Four Wilderness Lands and powerful tribes such as the Ten Days Kingdom who built cities for their people, the rest of the place is still as natural as ever.
The road paved with bluestone slabs is more than two feet wide, extending forward smoothly and smoothly along with the terrain.
The forked roads extend to hills, woods, river valleys and streams. At the foot of the mountains, in the woods, and beside the streams, there are either eaves flying up, small buildings standing, or several stone houses surrounding them. It became a small courtyard dam.
The buildings here are sparse and scattered according to the natural topography. People of the same tribe are closer to each other, while people of different tribes are farther apart from each other.
In Ji Hao's view, Pusaka is more like a huge collection of villages. It was as if a giant hand of a god randomly grabbed tens of thousands of villages, and then threw them forcefully into Pusaka, a fertile land with fertile water and grass. These villages fell to the ground, and Pusaka was born.
"Quack, quack!" A large group of at least three thousand mallard ducks that were so fat that they could hardly walk waddled along the road. The leading duck arrogantly shouted to Ji Hao several times, and even He even tried to peck Ji Hao with his head.
Ji Hao had no choice but to step aside from the middle of the road and stand in the waist-deep grass on the side of the road.
The fat ducks of the brigade walked slowly and swayed their big buttocks. When several female ducks passed by Ji Hao, they suddenly stuck out their buttocks and struggled hard in the grass nest. Suddenly, several hot green duck eggs fell on the grass nest. In the grass nest.
"Eh!" Ji Hao smiled and stretched out his hand, about to grab a few green-shelled eggs and cook them later. Two thin dogs rushed over with wagging tails. They took the duck eggs in their mouths with a lick of their tongues, and then one The little white donkey ran briskly over carrying a big basket on its back.
The two thin dogs gently placed the duck eggs in the basket on the back of the white donkey, then stretched out their long, soft tongues and licked Ji Hao's palms affectionately, leaving a sweet scent on his palms. The smell of hot duck shit.
"Good dogs, really good dogs!" Ji Hao rolled his eyes speechlessly and rubbed the necks of the two dogs affectionately with his hands. They are really good dogs. The two thin dogs are six feet in length. Their fur is shiny and shiny. The muscles under the thin skin are bulging, smooth and powerful.
What made Ji Hao even more speechless was that there were actually more than a dozen points on the bodies of these two big dogs that exuded a surging aura of essence and blood. These two dogs are actually great witch-level ferocious beasts, and they have opened more than twice as many witch caves as Ji Hao!
The two thin dogs seemed to like the natural and harmonious smell of Ji Hao's body. They stayed beside Ji Hao and kept rubbing their necks on Ji Hao's legs. The little donkey stood next to Ji Hao with the presence of the old god. He rolled his long tongue into the grass, rolled up a handful of alfalfa and a bunch of white tongue orchid flowers into his mouth, and slowly chewed it.
"Haha, little friend, Dahua and Xiaohua like you very much." An old man wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat on his head, and a fish basket hanging on his waist slowly followed behind the ducks with his hands behind his back. The breeze and drizzle hit him, and the old man's figure seemed to fit in with the landscape, turning into a beautiful ink painting.
"I quite like them too." Ji Hao smiled and bowed to the old man. The two dogs he raised were both powerful witch-level ferocious beasts. You can only imagine what the old man himself was.
"Well, young people like Big Flower and Little Flower who are willing to take the initiative to be intimate are all good dolls." The old man smiled and took out a cooked yam-like tuber from his sleeve and handed it over: "It's not like some dolls passing by. I was chased and bitten by them all, and my buttocks were almost bitten off."
Taking the still warm tuber, Ji Hao watched the old man slowly walk away with two dogs, a donkey and a large group of ducks with his hands behind his back. He suddenly stood on tiptoe and asked: "Old man, where is Chong Bo Si Xi's home?"
The old man paused, turned around, pointed to the front of the stone road and said with a smile: "Go forward, walk another three hundred miles, pass by twelve villages, and the one where he grows a lot of dragon skin vegetables is his. Well, he has been here for a few years. It just so happened that I didn’t go out."
Ji Hao thanked the old man and ran forward quickly along the stone road. For ordinary people, it takes two days and two nights to travel three hundred miles, but for a great witch, it only takes a short time.
After walking through a few more mountains and rivers, seeing a few scenery, and greeting each other with several groups of pedestrians on the road, Ji Hao ate the warm tubers as he walked. A foot-long tuber entered his abdomen, and silently, the two colorful flames that had been transferred to Ji Hao's dantian witch cave doubled in size and more than doubled in size. At the same time, a gentle and flexible power flowed throughout his body. , several more witch points were opened on Ji Hao's body.
As soon as he took a slight breath, eighteen balls of fire rippled across Ji Hao's upper body.
Ji Hao himself was shocked. He turned around and looked at the rainy and foggy stone road in shock. Puban was Puban, and it was indeed a place where dragons and tigers were hidden. A bad old man who herded ducks with his dog and donkey turned out to be this kind of genius.
"This is his... lunch, right?" What Ji Hao couldn't accept even more was that the old man carried this tuber with him, obviously just treating it as daily food! A piece of his daily food can allow a great witch like Ji Hao, whose meridians have opened up, to open nearly ten witch caves. If replaced by an ordinary great shaman, this piece of tuber can allow them to open at least two to three hundred witch caves.
"Old monster!" muttered to himself, Ji Hao continued to move forward along the stone road, quickly crossing a single-plank bridge over a river that was several miles wide. In front of the mountain nest, a hut with a thatched roof and mud walls was in sight. .
There is a row of five houses to the north of the hut, and three houses on the east and west sides serve as kitchens, woodsheds, etc. In the yard, dozens of majestic reed chickens are lowering their heads and pecking. About two to three hundred acres of fields have been opened behind and to the left and right of the house. The fields are planted in the shape of Chinese cabbage, but the leaves have dark scales that look like gold. Dragon skin dish with dragon scales.
A tall man with an extremely burly figure, a square face, a broad and steady face, and a red complexion was holding a hoe and was carefully weeding in the field. Occasionally, he picked up a bug on the dragon skin vegetable, flicked it, and the bug flew hundreds of feet, landing directly in the yard, and then dozens of reed chickens scrambled for it.
Several big dogs with shiny fur were lying in front of the hut in a daze. When they saw Ji Hao walking over, they stood up with their heads wagging and their tails wagging, and they gave a few "bark" sounds.
Ji Hao bowed towards the direction of the big man and said loudly: "Ji Hao, apprentice of the Witch Palace, would like to see Mr. Chongbo Sixi."
(End of chapter)