The front team is getting closer and closer, is a team of people in different clothes.

Compared with the people from the rivers and lakes in the noodle shop, these people are all sluggish and slumped, and they don't have the high morale of the previous group.

After they walked past and disappeared, Ling Luoyu lowered his voice: "Did these people just lose from the hero list?"

"It must be! Didn't you see them so embarrassing?"

"Don't look at them now, but if you look at them more and say a word of nonsense, you can guarantee that they will immediately vent their anger on you!"

"In the beginning, some of our business brothers didn't understand this rule. They looked at them curiously and were massacred on the spot!"

"Yes, yes, during that time, blood was everywhere on this road!"

"Some people say that the souls who died on this road these days are the sum of the souls of the past 100 years!"

This is exactly why they are united in a tacit understanding and help each other.

If there is that day, if there are still partners who don't die, at least they can take their bones home, so that they won't live in another country and become a wandering ghost.

"In fact, these people have no foresight. After all, there is no free lunch in the world!"

The wealthy merchant patted Ling Luoyu, who was silent and bowed, and pointed forward.

"If you see it, it is Beiluo Mountain! The Chi Palace is on it, and if the sun is good in summer, you can still see the golden palace above!"

Under the foggy sky, everything on Beiluo Mountain looked a little hazy, and it was vaguely visible that the pavilions were hidden in the woods.

When passing the next intersection, Ling Luoyu and the caravan were high.

The wealthy merchants and others looked at the route she was going to walk, and all of them looked wrong.

"Brother, are you sure you are going this way?"

"This is the road to Beiluo Mountain!"

Ling Luoyu smiled without saying a word, unloaded some wine from the donkey, distributed it to everyone, and said goodbye with a smile.

The official road of Beiluoshan has been deserted for many years, but only recently has it been stepped out of the road again.

Compared with the people walking, Ling Luoyu, who was wearing a cloth and holding the stove, seemed out of place.

Along the way, many people's attention was drawn.

As night fell, the burning fire pond at the foot of the mountain illuminated a golden stele in front of the mountain gate.

In front of the stone stele, there were many people from the rivers and lakes sitting on the ground, many people wearing "Chi" clothing, shuttled and greeted.

A dark-skinned young man rushed towards Ling Luoyu, holding his fists from afar, "Is your husband here to participate in the hero list?"

"No, I just watched the fun!"

The teenager did not despise Ling Luoyu for joining in the fun: "Sir, our hero list only starts when the sun rises in the morning, and it is already late at night. Do you want to rest here or find a place to rest yourself? Here, we will provide food, hot water and warm quilts!"

Ling Luoyu glanced behind him and found many people sitting around the firepit, or meditating quietly, or eating and drinking tea.

"Since I'm here to watch the excitement, I naturally have to catch the excitement the first time! I'm afraid that tomorrow morning, the show will be delayed!"

Ling Luoyu handed the donkey into the hands of the young man and smiled.

"It doesn't matter what I eat. Please also ask brother to take care of my donkey. I can point to it on the way!"

The boy called another person, and after handing out the reins, he personally led Ling Luoyu to a small fire pool.