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Hou Zi did not go north.

He said in front of Sun Mo, "I'm going to Sanxiufang City", turned around and walked into the dusk.After walking two miles, he guessed that the people from the Demon Suppression Division were far away, so he stopped at a fork in the road.To the north is the mountain road and to the south is the official road.Sun Mo said to go north, but he refused to go north.Yuezhou City is not free, and you can't trust others easily.

He turned onto the official road heading south and walked for more than half a day when a large river appeared in front of him.The river is wide and the water is gentle. There are dozens of cargo ships parked at the dock, and the porters are shouting on the springboard carrying grain bags.The river breeze blows by, bringing with it the smell of water and fish, as well as the echo of the boatmen's chants.The town is built along the river. People carrying burdens, setting up stalls, and driving cars are crowded in the streets. Red lanterns are hung at the entrances of restaurants, and the sound of storytellers can be heard in the teahouses.

Three words are engraved on the stone tablet at the entrance of the town, Hankou Town.Hou Zimo read it over and felt that the name was easier to read than Yuezhou City, and then walked in.

Hou Zi found a small inn and asked for a room on the second floor facing the river. He took out the roadmap to register and paid for two days' rent.

After entering the house, he locked the door and closed the window.He sat on the ground with his back against the door, took out all the things in his arms and placed them in front of him, muttering: I'm holding everything back.

Silver notes, road guide, three-inch sword, black robe storage bag, white robe storage bag, torn book.There is also the storage bag that Lu Ji cannot open. The restriction imposed by the foundation-building monk is too strong and he cannot move it for the time being.

First pour out the black robe storage bag.Twenty gold ingots rolled out and hit the wooden floor with a dull sound.Fifty silver ingots piled up into a small silver mountain.The pearls rolled all over the floor, and the pigeon eggs were big and round, glowing faintly in the dark.The three pieces of emerald are as green as water plants just fished out of the river.He knelt on the ground and counted again. It was exactly the same as he had counted under the moonlight that night, no less.

Hou Zi still couldn't figure out that black soft armor.

Hou Zi giggled.

Picked up the white robe storage bag and poured it out.Four luminous beads rolled out, as big as goose eggs and round, glowing with soft light green fluorescence in the dim room, illuminating his face.Hou Zi took a breath.

Then came twenty stones, thumb-sized, translucent, slightly warm in the hand.He put it on the table and looked at it for a long time. He couldn't guess what it was. He only knew that it was definitely not an ordinary stone.

Then there were three jade boxes with characters he didn't recognize engraved on the lids.

The first box contained a light green ointment that smelled like gold sore medicine.

The second was three brown pills, almost tasteless.

The third one is two dark red pills with a very light bitter aroma.He closed the jade boxes one by one and did not dare to eat randomly.

There is also a small wooden box, two, with only eleven needles.He counted it twice and remembered the tiny red dot on the neck of the black robe. He took a silent breath and carefully closed the lid of the box.

An animal skin map, as big as a palm, folded.After unfolding, a mountain range was drawn, one of which was circled in red with cinnabar. The two dead ghosts probably fought over this picture.

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