Chapter 249
Huang Donglai recommended it with excitement:
"Brother Li, take a look at this first. This is Bilin Paraquat, which is an excellent drug for killing insects and weeds when cultivating natural materials and treasures. It is not only very effective, but also very cheap."
"The disadvantage is that the smell is too irritating and can be smelled from a long distance."
He took out a porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and a pungent smell immediately came out of it.
"Brother Huang, I'm not going to southern Xinjiang to engage in planting."
Li Mo was a little puzzled as to why Huang Donglai recommended this to him.
Bring a bottle of paraquat when you go out?
This is not useful...
"Brother Li doesn't know."
Huang Donglai looked around and lowered his voice:
"I have a unique secret recipe. As long as it is prepared with purple wisteria fruit, the irritating smell of paraquat can be neutralized, and then it will be colorless and odorless and highly toxic!"
"It's so effective."
Li Mo carefully analyzed the medicinal properties of the two things.
Judging from his experience in cooking and alchemy, it is indeed feasible.
"Which temple did this master come from?" Huang Donglai did not forget Murong Xiao.
"I am Murong Xiao, and I am from the same school as Brother Li."
Murong Xiao's face became serious:
"Brother, you misunderstood. Apart from my hair falling out, I need to recite Buddhist scriptures and eat vegetarian food. What else is the same as a monk?"
He did this to suppress the blood power in his body.
Li Mo: "..."
Do other places need to be the same?
As he said this, Murong Xiao's eyes swept around the hall, and then his eyes lit up.
He saw an old monk.
So Murong Xiao stood beside the old monk and said:
"You see, there is still a big difference."
"Which temple did the two masters come from? Do you want to try the wooden fish of our Hengtong Commercial Bank? I am also a Buddhist, so I will give you a discount."
"I'll knock your head!"
Murong Xiao was so angry that he trembled.
"Amitabha." The old monk chanted a Buddhist name.
"Master, we meet again."
Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.
The old monk was Hengyuan. He didn't even know when he came, or whether he had been waiting for them here all the time.
He felt it was the latter.
Li Mo asked:
"Master, do you have any advice for us on this trip to Southern Xinjiang?"
"..."
The old monk Hengyuan practiced silent meditation, and could not speak other words except the Buddhist name and Buddhist scriptures.
So he made gestures and gestured.
Li Mo didn't understand.
But Murong Xiao blurted out:
"Just do good things... Don't ask about the future?"
"?"
Li Mo looked at him unexpectedly, and he didn't see Murong Xiao learn sign language.
Why could he understand what the old monk meant?
"Amitabha."
Hengyuan's Buddhist name was still echoing in his ears.
But when he raised his head again, he didn't know where he had gone.
Li Mo was a little unsure of the intentions of this powerful Zen master in the Outer Realm.
But judging from the information given by the Destiny Eye, there should be no malice.
In this case, there is no need to take it too seriously.
Business is more important.
"Brother Li, I have many recommendations for people who have miraculous effects on people. Do you want to take a look? Or tell me what you are doing in Southern Xinjiang?" Huang Donglai did not forget his original intention and took out a small notebook.
It recorded many tricks to kill people and the proportion of poison.
"Actually, I went to Southern Xinjiang mainly to find people."
Li Mo looked at the small notebook and his mouth twitched slightly.
The cover clearly read "Martial Arts Survival Rules", and the first page recorded the zeroth item:
[Beware of the hammer! ]
What is this?
Huang Donglai heard this and thought for a while and said:
"Then I know what Brother Li needs most."
"What is it?" Li Mo asked.
Huang Donglai pointed at himself: "It's me."
Li Mo: "?"
"The terrain and situation of Southern Xinjiang are as complicated as they are. There are not only the Southern Border Army stationed by Dayu, but also the demon tribe and the Summoning Demon Sect."
"The border army is loosely managed, the Summoning Demon Sect is lurking in the dark and waiting for an opportunity to move, not to mention the demon tribe. The internal situation is even more complicated, with many mountains. This requires someone who knows the situation in Southern Xinjiang well. My hometown is in Southern Xinjiang."
Hearing Huang Donglai's words, Li Mo pondered.
He had always heard about the chaos in Southern Xinjiang.
That was an area that the Dayu Dynasty had never completely controlled.
Ahem.....
In fact, from Huang Donglai's stable character, it can be seen that the place that can cultivate such a stable character is definitely not a good place.
He and Murong Xiao rushed in like a fly.
I don't know when I can reach the territory of the Mingjiao clan.
Li Mo nodded and said, "I plan to go to the Ming Jiao clan's territory first. Brother Huang, you haven't saved enough money to buy medicine yet."Is it money for the medicine?"
"Those medicines are expensive... Brother Li should buy what he needs first. The territory of the Mingjiao tribe is very far away."
Huang Donglai was a little entangled.
Except for poison and small gadgets for harming people, he didn't know what to recommend to Brother Li.
It seems that this one is also useful, and that one is also useful.
He has never fought such a rich war. In the past, he would choose the things he needed most.
"Brother Huang, have you ever calculated an account?"
"What account?"
Li Mo smiled slightly:
"I have this deposit slip. After clearing the inventory of the business, there should be a surplus. ”
Huang Donglai: “…”
Who would make such calculations, please?
But when I think about it, as long as I don’t buy martial arts, weapons, etc.
It’s enough.
So the sales champion with the largest single-day turnover in the history of Hengtong Commercial Bank appeared.
Sun Gui was shocked when he heard the news.
When he was about to ask the sales champion’s name…
he received the other party’s resignation letter.
Huang Xiaoguan has transformed himself into Mr. Li’s exclusive guide to southern Xinjiang.
A low-key carriage went straight out of Yunzhou City.
This carriage looks simple, but in fact it is made of extremely solid materials, and there are various emergency measures on it.
There is also a very accurate map.
Huang Donglai stood in front of the map and tapped it lightly:
“Brother Li, this is the habitat of the Mingjiao tribe, called Black Water Marsh.”
He carefully planned the route:
“After leaving the South Gate from the Jinghai forest, our first stop is here! "
Li Mo sat up and looked.
The map clearly said:
"Bao Ping Town."
.........
Thousands of miles away.
From the sky, the town is surrounded by mountains on three sides, as if it is in a bottle.
On the green hills are lush terraces.
The sky is bright, and three suns are scorching the earth, distorting the sweaty figures working in the fields. The clothing styles of these people are somewhat different from those in the areas ruled by Dayu.
While working, the people also chat with each other.
"Hey, the harvest is not good this year."
"We have to pay part of it to the government troops, and I don't know if we can get through this year."
"But if we don't keep Qi to guard them, what if the monsters come into the village and eat people?"
"Yes.....Our village is considered peaceful. Haven't you heard that the village 800 miles away couldn't pay the food, so the government troops were withdrawn, and the whole village was eaten by disaster beasts. "
"By the way, the girl who passed by the village looked unusual."
.....
While everyone was discussing, they couldn't help but look at the distance.
In the pergola.
There was a girl as clear as the cold moon, looking into the distance.
She took out a mooncake from the big-headed doll with her bare hands.
The pattern on the mooncake was very similar to the big-headed doll.
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PS: There is another chapter, a little later.
