After Fang Chang and Sang Ziping left the room in the inn, they found a place to eat and drink, and returned to the big tree yesterday and continued to watch the situation in the courtyard.

The young servant organized the organization guarded the place for a whole night.

But because of the good shift change, everyone is still energetic. Of course, they may also need to be energetic and courageous at all times. After all, besides the corpse, there are two hideous snake corpses, which even makes people have no time to think about the money pile in the house.

The county magistrate, who arrived early in the morning, first heard the young officer re-telling what he saw, then checked the site, including the handwriting on the door panel, which turned into ashes, and the yard with more than a foot of soil. Then he asked the coroner beside him to carefully examine the corpses and the corpses of two snakes in the yard.

The former is simple, and the causes of death of these people are quite consistent. Then, from the house, they found the sharp blades of the two monsters as weapons, and then compared them to confirm the archives. However, checking these two snake corpses made coroners suffer a problem: in the science of coroners, there is really no examination of snake parts, and there is no title of judging monsters.

So he had to return to the county magistrate and report the situation within his ability.

The county magistrate was reasonable. He recognized the coroner's statement, combined with the statements of the townsmen and the officers stationed in the town, as well as the extraordinary handwriting on the door panel, and made his own judgment. As a senior scholar, he had passed the imperial examination and studied in the Hanlin Academy. He could see more extraordinary from the handwriting on the door panel, so he recognized what was said above.

Moreover, strange things emerged in the world at this time. The county magistrate also learned a lot of similar stories from friends who had been communicating with him all year round. In addition, the various legends he heard before going to bed when he was a child, he also had a certain tolerance for this matter and naturally thought about the past.

So the case was closed here. Since the world is currently in chaos, reporting is just a process and has not attracted much attention. It is buried in layers of files and will not mention it.

As for the money in the courtyard, because everyone was respectful to the evil spirits, the county magistrate ordered the goods to return to the original owner, and they did not lie to give up their own pockets. However, because the victims could no longer be investigated, they had to divide them equally according to the number of victims, find the whereabouts of their families, and send them over.

The courtyard was naturally confiscated, but the house in the courtyard was divided by the brave neighbors, and the pile of pigeons in the courtyard were also taken to stew the soup by everyone.

Fortunately, after Fang Chang let go of the enlightened people, only ordinary pigeons were left in the cage, which was nothing serious.

In the countless years since then, in the bedtime stories of these three villages and several surrounding governments, there were two evil snakes that turned into human forms and hid in the crowd, liked to eat people and rob money.

But this has nothing to do with Fang Chang and the others.

As early as after seeing the magistrate giving orders to the surroundings, they had already jumped out of the tree and left the town called Sanjia Village, and went far away.

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On the way, Sang Ziping was amazed at the other side's long gourd.

"Mr. Fang's gourd is good. How much wine does it contain? When I was eliminating monsters before, it was really mysterious to turn wine into arrows and then into ropes."

Hearing his question, Fang Chang untied the gourd at his waist, threw it twice in his hand and said:

"This gourd is an ordinary gourd seed obtained from the foot of Yunzhong Mountain. I planted it on the cliff. Later, because the Xianqi cliff has a strong inspiration, it became a little agile. Because the probability of vegetation and planting is extremely difficult, it is very low, so I did not become an elf in the end, so I picked it off and made it into this silver-mouthed gourd."

"As for the capacity, I just went through a village and town after going down the mountain, and I looked for a tavern to pick up a gourd sorghum wine. Since I don't drink much, I don't know how much I saved over time. I think I should count it with a "cup". Anyway, the weight of the gourd doesn't change much."

He felt the surroundings. At this time, the two were in the same valley, and there was no one on the road far away.

So Fang Chang smiled at Sang Ziping and said, "Anyway, there is no one around, so just pour out the wine and see how much it is."

Sang Ziping nodded, and pulled the gourd's horns' mouth away from behind, and raised it toward the sky.

Crystal wine shot out of the gourd, but it did not form an arc, but flew straight forward, condensed in the air without dissipating, gathering into a large wine ball.

The wine flowed constantly, as if it was endless, and the big balls in the air were getting bigger and bigger.

"It's true!" Sang Ziping looked up at the wine ball in the air and exclaimed. At this time, the gourd in Fang Chang's hand was finally squeezed out the last drop, and no longer the wine was sprayed out. "Seeing the amount of water, there must be a small pond, maybe it's a little more than the pond on Xianqi Cliff. Mr. Fang, you have visited a lot of places during this period."

"Haha, mischievous."

Fang Chang smiled and said that he had spent a lot of money on this. Every time he went down the mountain, most of the travel expenses he prepared were spent on this.

Fortunately, there are rich mineral deposits in Yunzhongshan, otherwise it would be really difficult to do.

He waved his hand into the air, and the big wine ball in the air turned into a few thin strands again, circling slightly, and drilled into the mouth of the gourd. This time, the speed was extremely fast, and in a moment, the air became nothing again.

After tied the gourd back to his waist, Fang Chang smiled and said:

"But there are some scarce varieties. If you have the chance, you should collect more to make more fun."

Sang Ziping also laughed:

"It is said that there are many rice wines in Jiangnan. Mr. Fang can go back and collect some. However, there is a good opportunity now. The climate in the Western Regions is very suitable for fruits and vegetables, especially grapes. People there collect grapes and make them into fine wines. The taste is sweet and the color is like amber. If you have the chance, you can put them on the way."

They continued to rush, and during this period, the scenery on both sides of the way changed again.

Although the terrain is mountainous, the mountains are beginning to become flat and there are also people scattered. The crops in the farmlands on the road have completely turned into millet and wheat, but millet is still the mainstream.

The hottest time is approaching, and a cool breeze begins to appear in the air.

Sang Ziping said: "The last time I came to Guanzhong, it was still winter. The wilderness was vast, the plants were withered, and the mountains were cold and the water was thin. There was also a lot of snowfall in Guanzhong. Whenever the wind and snow were blowing, it was like a snow-white cloak, covering the thick land, and everything seemed to be sleeping until the spring breeze awakened everything."

"It sounds like a good place!" Fang Chang said in great enthusiasm after hearing Sang Ziping's description, "When you come to Guanzhong, you must take a closer look, feel the charm there before going to the Western Regions."

They have strong feet and move forward very quickly.

I turned another intersection and my vision became wider in an instant, the terrain was flat, and the sky was clear but deep.

However, from a distance, there is a mountain that stretches across the front. With the eyes of the sky, you can see the rugged rocks, and a peak that penetrates directly among the clouds, with snow that never melts all year round.

In a vague way, you can hear the sound of rivers rushing at the foot of the mountain in the distance. The official road becomes straight on the plain, leading directly to the foot of the mountain. You can see a bridge in the distance.

Fang Chang stopped and asked Sang Ziping beside him: "Where is in front?"

"Ant Mountain."
Chapter completed!