Street stall town, morning.

The soft sunshine shines on the earth, adding a lot of warmth to the autumn day.

The town is still so lively, with endless tourists and caravans, some leisurely sightseeing, busy business, or searching for news everywhere. Occasionally, officers and soldiers who maintain order pass by the streets. All of this constitute a vivid and prosperous picture.

Du Yong and his group were also part of the picture. When they came to the street, they did not buy mountain goods, but paper and chickens, because the barefoot old ghost was determined to become sworn brothers with Du Yong, and the ceremony was to chop chickens and roast paper.

They arrived last night, so they found a small inn, took a hot shower, and had a good rest for the night.

At this time, everyone was dressed up and in good spirits, which was a world of difference from their previous embarrassing appearance.

"Go and have a few drinks first!"

The barefoot old ghost pointed to a small restaurant with exquisite decoration, and the rich aroma of wine drifted to the streets, and it was difficult not to pay attention.

Du Yong didn't care, so he looked at Yang Jin and others, and saw that they were eager to try, so he nodded in agreement.

Although the restaurant was small, it was very lively. Before the meal time was reached, it was already crowded. Yang Jin gave him two taels of silver, and the guest added a round table in the corner of the lobby, which could barely sit six people.

There is only one type of wine, which is the rice wine brewed by the store. The barefoot old ghost was so polite that he ordered six kilograms first.

After the guy said ok, he started to sign up for the dishes. He recommended a few of them, all of which were wild game from Youmang Mountain, which was extremely expensive.

"Then let's get one!"

The barefoot old ghost waved his hand and the local tyrannical posture was full of power.

The guy was overjoyed and called the guest official generous, and he was going to go on.

"etc!"

Du Yong quickly called the guy and said to the barefoot old ghost: "I said, man, you order food happily, but have you ever considered checking out?"

The barefoot old ghost said in shock: "Why are you so stingy? You shouldn't be short of money? Didn't you take out a big bill in a generous manner when you booked an inn and bought clothes yesterday?"

Du Yong spread his hands: "I'm not short of money, nor is it stingy, but the money I brought out this time has been used for a long time. Yesterday was the last few big bills."

Speaking of this, turn to Yang Jin: "How many are left?"

Yang Jin took out two silver notes, both of which were denominated at 100 taels, and said with a wry smile, "The last two."

He Laosan took out one, and Dahei and Pinyuren didn't even have half a copper plate.

The total amount is 300 taels, which is not small, but I can’t afford a big dish.

The barefoot old ghost pinched his chin: "Well, maybe eat a little, mainly drinking."

Du Yong nodded and asked the guy to add some ordinary chicken, duck, fish and meat.

Although the guy was a little disappointed, he still kept a smile and said, "Please wait, and then retreat."

During the waiting time, everyone was drinking tea and listening to the guests in the lobby chatting and gossiping.

After listening for a long time, I found that the guests mainly talked about two things.

The first thing is about Youmang Mountain, which is the follow-up of the colored light column. The current mainstream saying is that the ancient tomb was discovered, and the colored light column was emitted from the ancient tomb. The elite team of the Holy Dan Sect and the Soul Destroying Sect have occupied the ancient tomb and are exploring.

The second thing is the matter of Huaili County. Mu Feixiong has begun to assemble a large army and is preparing to expand. It is said that he wants to attack Chuanming County.

"Mu Feixiong is too arrogant!"

When the barefoot old ghost heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Huaili County just settled down and wanted to send troops to attack Chuanming County. Do you really treat Nie Qingyun as a waste? Although Chuanming County does not have a city, it is so close to Qianzhou City, so how can it be easy to attack?"

Du Yong analyzed: "It should be a bluff, or a sound attack on the east and west."

Yang Jin echoed: "Mu Feixiong is not a reckless person. He acted as a defensive attack on Chuanming County, which made Nie Qingyun dare not act rashly. In fact, he wanted to quickly harvest the townships around Huaili County and consolidate them."

At this moment, a guest at the next table spoke: "Brothers, Mu Feixiong is not bluffing. He has sent the elite vanguard to Chuanming County, creating a riot, burning half of the street."

Du Yong frowned slightly: "When did it happen?"

The guest at the next table replied: "Just the day before yesterday."

Dahei sneered: "It's only half a street, I'm just making a small fuss. That time, the whole city south was in chaos."

The guest at the next table sighed: "Although the riot was not large, the subsequent impact was great, and people were extremely panicked. There were many hooligans and thieves who took the opportunity to cause trouble, which made the atmosphere very tense. The people who ran away had one wave after another, greatly affecting production."

Yang Jin said, "It's amazing. It just burned half a street, but it disrupted a county."

Du Yong asked: "Brother, do you know how many soldiers there are in the Poison Scorpion Gang now?"

The guest at the next table shook his head: "I definitely don't know this, because the Poison Scorpion Gang is divided into three places. There are still a group of backbones left in Mozhou, and there are many experts in Pingzhou. Ganzhou is the Feizi Camp led by Mu Feixiong. The Feizi Camp is very strong and is temporarily the largest team of the Poison Scorpion Gang."

Du Yong shouted and said curiously: "Feiziying?"

The guest at the next table smiled: "It is taken from Mu Feixiong's word "Fei" and it also means "Snacking."

Du Yong nodded slightly and asked again: "Then what strength is this Feizi Camp now?"

The guest at the next table replied: "The number of combatants exceeds 18,000, and there are five thousand elites."

"Oh my goodness!"

Du Yong almost lost his voice. Not long ago, Mu Feixiong's team had less than 10,000 people, but now it is so huge.

Pinyuren was also extremely surprised and murmured: "This kind of strength is indeed qualified to attack Chuanming County!"

The wine and food are coming.

Everyone stopped talking and buried their heads in eating.

Du Yong had no appetite, so he ate a few bites of vegetables and put down his chopsticks, holding his chin and motionless.

The barefoot old ghost smiled and said, "That kind of big thing is what Nie Qingyun should think about. Why do you want to do so much?"

Du Yong came to his senses and said lightly: "I didn't think so, I was in a daze."

The guest at the next table raised the topic again: "Brothers, are you so concerned about the situation in Ganzhou, but are you doing business?"

Du Yong shook his head: "I'm not a businessman, I just live in Ganzhou. When the war is coming, I can't help but feel a little heavy."

The guest at the next table suggested: "If you have the conditions, you should move. I'm going to move."

Du Yong sighed: "Mozhou is in chaos, Pingzhou is in chaos, Ganzhou is in chaos, Dongzhou is in chaos, Qiongzhou is in chaos. Where should we move?"

These are the largest states in Dayan and the largest population.

The guest at the next table blurted out: "Northern Xinjiang, it has been quite peaceful in recent years."

Du Yong waved his hand: "It's a long journey, I'm afraid of dying on the road."

The guest at the next table smiled and said, "Buy medicine. I came to the street stall town this time to buy some good medicinal materials. If you are interested, we can go together. We have a small team."

Du Yong shook his head and chuckled, "I'd better forget it, I wish you a good journey!"

The guests at the next table no longer force them and thanked Du Yong for his kindness.

After dinner, Du Yong and his group came to the shop on the street and bought paper and chicken.

Back at the inn, came to the backyard, and set up a table, Du Yong and the barefoot old ghost began to become sworn brothers.

Kill chicken and roast paper.

The barefoot old ghost took two bowls of wine, handed one to Du Yong, and then said seriously: "Today, I am sincerely a sworn brother, and I will enjoy the blessings and difficulties in the future. If there is any violation, the sky will be struck by thunder."

Du Yong touched the bowl with him and said seriously: "Save blessings and share difficulties and share difficulties. Seek common ground while reserving differences and create brilliance together!"

The two of them raised their heads and killed them, then smashed the bowl.

This is considered a ritual.

Du Yong felt it was a bit ridiculous, but seeing that the barefoot old ghost was extremely serious, he didn't say much.

Finally, we will confirm the title, Brother Yong and Brother Gui.

After the barefoot old ghost was overjoyed, he said in confusion: "Brother Yong, what the hell is asking for common ground while reserving differences?"

Du Yong said lightly: "It means mutual respect. If I don't force you to do things you don't like, don't force me. If there is a big conflict in the concept, you can sit down and discuss it slowly."

“So very good.”

The barefoot old ghost gave a thumbs up, paused, and asked, "Next, will you go back to Ganzhou City?"

Du Yong nodded: "First report to Nie Qingyun, then follow the orders. You may go to the battlefield or engage in sneak attacks. I don't dare to do Mu Feixiong, but it's still OK to mess with his subordinates."

The barefoot old ghost suggested: "Don't you have the identity of Zhang San of the Soul Destroying Sect? You can continue to pretend."

Du Yong smiled and said, "It depends on the situation."

The barefoot old ghost said curiously: "How did you succeed last time? I mean my identity. You can't claim to be a member of the Soul Destroying Sect, others will believe you."

Du Yong took out the sign of the Soul-Destroying Sect: "Damn this."

The barefoot old ghost's eyes lit up and said, "This brand is a good thing, only an elite team leader has something. Where did you get it from?"

Du Yong stuffed the sign into his hand and said lightly: "Take it and play it."

The barefoot old ghost looked left and right with the sign, couldn't let go, and laughed: "You still understand me."

Du Yong sneered: "The greedy light in your eyes can be seen by anyone."

The barefoot old ghost smiled embarrassedly and asked, "You gave me the sign, why are you pretending to be?"

Du Yong shrugged: "I pretended to be Qin Sihai's apprentice. Anyway, the Demon Heart Sect has always done whatever it wants. What do you think?"
To be continued...