Two days later.
"I see!"
Third Aunt Huo looked at the letter in her hand in shock.
"The three sects joined forces and actually took down Bottle Mountain.”
Last night, the Hunts bought a piece of news.
The Chen family of Xieling in Xiangyin joined forces with the two factions of Mojin Mountain to take down the dangerous land of Ping Mountain that no one dared to enter for a hundred years. They obtained countless treasures from it.
And the two sects that were working together to remove the tomb from the mountain range had exactly four people, three men and one woman!
Three of them were wearing Daoist robes, and one of them was dressed in black. This outfit
Wasn't it exactly the same as the four people who stayed at the Huo family's hotel the night before!
From the information he received, the rule of looting gold and moving mountains was no different from the rumors. In that case…Then these four people had to make good friends.
"The location of the Nine Gates…It's time to move."
At the thought of this, Third Aunt Huo narrowed her eyes and the corners of her mouth curled up. The smile on her face grew wider.
Then, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hahaha, isn't this Sanniang? Did you miss your brother when you called today? I still have the position of eighteenth aunt for you!”
As soon as the call went through, a wave of rough laughter sounded from inside.
Third Aunt Huo's expression turned vicious, but she quickly recovered and said softly into the phone,
"Brother Luo, you never thought of me when you had good things.”
"Sanniang heard that Brother Luo has a batch of good goods in his hands recently…"
Knock... Knock...
About five minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Then it's settled. Third Aunt thanks Brother Luo first.”
After putting down the phone, Third Aunt Huo shook her head with a mocking expression.
"Come in."
The door opened and a woman dressed like a martial arts student walked in. She cupped her hands at Third Aunt Huo and said,
"Patriarch, those four people have left the city!”
"He left the city. Did our people follow him?”
"They boarded the train to Beiping, so our people didn't dare to follow them and sent the news back directly.”
"What?!"
Hearing this, Third Aunt Huo suddenly stood up from her chair.
He left just like that?
So this was just passing by? He wasn't here to scout around Changsha City?
She had arranged a lot of plans in the past two days and thought of countless words in order to pull those four people into an alliance and make the Huo family's voice louder in the Nine Gates.
Now, he was telling her that the past two days had been in vain?
After taking a deep breath, Third Aunt Huo sat down calmly and shook her head.
"If they're leaving, then so be it.”
"Go and inform my family that I'm going out to collect a batch of goods in three days.”
"Yes, Patriarch!"
Third Aunt Huo fell into deep thought as she watched her subordinate leave.
"Changsha City is too small…"
"I can't cooperate with the Gold Touching Mountain…Xie Ling and the warlords could also be considered.”
.........
At this time, Fang Yun and the others had already boarded the train to Beiping and were gathered in a sleeping compartment.
"Those people didn't follow us!"
The old foreigner checked the door and closed it.
He sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed and said calmly.
"We just have to do our own thing.”
"You didn't say that yesterday.”
The old Westerner's expression was strange as he heard what Zhe Gushao said. He curled his lips and muttered.
Yesterday, when he and his senior brother were looking for the map of Mengdi in Changsha City, they found a few small tails.
If he hadn't stopped them, his senior brother would have given each of them a peanut. Now, he actually said that they just had to do their own thing.
Fang Yun glanced at Zhe Gushao and laughed.
This person, Zhe Gushao, was truly a wonderful person.
Sometimes, he was very silly, and sometimes, he was very shrewd. However, in general, he was very suitable as a companion and gave people a sense of security.
Yesterday, when he and the flower spirit went out shopping, they also noticed someone following them.
However, he didn't care.
It was obvious that those little tails were released by one of the Nine Gates.
Before he came to Changsha, Chen Yulou had told him that Changsha had been in chaos for more than ten years and had only settled down in the past two years.
The force that made Changsha City stable was the Nine Gates.
He was naturally no stranger to the Nine Gates.
More than half of the forces in the Nine Gates were large families with deep foundations. The remaining Black Back Sixth Brother and Qi Tiezui, although they did not have family forces, they also had precious skills and connections.
The nine forces had covered all the underground businesses in Changsha.
Therefore, if one wanted to do business in Changsha City, no matter what kind of unorthodox business it was, they had to go through one of the nine gates. There was no other choice.
Four unfamiliar faces with the smell of dirt on their bodies entering the city would naturally attract the attention of some people.
Of course, the most important thing was that the name Moving Mountain was too famous. Everyone in the Outer Eight Elements knew about it.
Any group of two men and one woman who were dressed as Taoist priests and had features that were different from those of the Central Plainsmen would be the current generation's Mountain Moving Inheritor.
However, he didn't have the time to interact with the Nine Gates right now.
If there was really a need for contact…Perhaps it was because of Qing Wuzi's tomb.
He wanted to cultivate Qigong and condense the Blood Pill in his Dantian. As for Qing Wuzi, he was the disciple of the Qigong Grandmaster, Peng Zu. Perhaps there were some mysterious Qigong techniques left behind in his tomb.
.........
Traveling in this era was really troublesome. For a 'modern person' like Fang Yun, it was simply torture.
Although the trains now had sleeping compartments, the speed of the train was really slow.
The four of them set off at noon and only arrived at Beiping the next evening.
After asking around at the train station, Fang Yun's expression turned bitter.
The place they were going to was in the desert of the northern border of Inner Mongolia. There were no big cities there, so there were no trains to take.
There were only two ways to get there.
They could either take the water route into Meng, and then turn to the land route to the northern border.
The other option was to directly book a truck and head directly to the city closest to the northern border.
Both paths were not easy to walk.
Helplessly, he chose the nearest land route.
As they had rested in Changsha two days ago, the four of them did not stay in Beiping. After spending a lot of money to hire a truck, they rushed to Mengdi overnight.
The road into Mongolia was winding. Sometimes, they bumped into mountain roads, and the car was even slower than people.
This trip lasted for a full three days.
Three days later, the group arrived at the Left Banner in Inner Mongolia.
Starting from the Left Flag Region, they would have to travel fifty to sixty miles in the south-east direction before they could reach the desert.
(Um, I feel like I'm a little weak, but I also feel that it's necessary to write it so that the plot will be better later, hehe.)
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