Chapter 66

The West desert post station, covering an area of 100 mu, is located in an important road between the western region and the tail Mars region. You can reach the alien region along this important road. It is the only way for the caravan, so it is also very lively. When Chen Mo and his party arrived, the Ximo post station was already bustling with hundreds of people.

Shouting, trading, noisy, crowded, not lively.

"It seems that there are many."

"You go ahead and see what you want to buy. I'll go and see you at the north gate in two hours." Luo Kui said.

After entering the West desert, the temperature suddenly increased. For martial artists with nine turns of blood, this heat is nothing, but for the weak nianyou, it's hard to die. The little girl was held in her arms by Chen Mo, and her delicate tongue slightly spit out, just like the fish on the shore breathing hard. The scorching sun from the top of her head and the dazzling sunlight also made nianyou uncomfortable, her eyes blurred, and her skin hot.

Chen Mo walked around the post market.

In view of the extremely hot climate in the desert, it is obvious that profiteers will not miss this opportunity to make money. Chen Mo found a stall to help nianyou choose the gauze that blocks the sun. The stall owner is trying to introduce a black gauze, which is said to be woven from cold silk, with a chill. Chen Mo tried it. This cold silk is not a magic weapon, but it does have the effect of cooling skin.

"How about it? It's not bad. You must be very beautiful." The stall owner's spitting way. "This is the silk from the northern cold silkworm. It is absolutely warm in winter and cool in summer. 40000 gold will never pit you."

"Cold silk is a magic weapon. Even a trace of it is worth thousands of gold. This cold silk yarn is only soaked in cold water and is temporarily useful, but after seven days, its effect will be lower and lower. In the end, it is no different from ordinary yarn, let alone 40000 or 4000 people." Chen Mo seemed to laugh.

"Ah?" The stall owner was stunned.

This boy looks green and immature. How can he bargain so much.

"It's impossible. I've sold several pieces, and I've never been in trouble with guests." The stall owner insisted.

"That's your luck. You'll know if you stay here for another seven days." Chen Mo asserted, "I want 10000 gold."

The stall owner asked for 40000 gold at a one-time price. Chen Mo gave full play to the traditional virtue of China for 5000 years - bargaining.

After some bargaining, the deal was finally settled at 20000. The stall owner shouted that it was difficult to do business, but Chen Mo knew that this yarn was not worth 20000, but he was too lazy to worry about it anymore. Nianyou was watching him bargain, but he didn't look straight.

Bring this cold silk Shaling to nianyou, and the girl also likes it very much.

"Oh, you Central Plains people can really bargain." An uninhibited voice suddenly sounded.

Looking back, Chen Mo saw a tall, dark haired, evil eyed and rebellious woman staring at him. There was the same black silk Shaling on her. Although she covered half of her face, her evil and unruly eyes were unforgettable for life.

"Agate?" Chen Mo met her here by accident.

Agate has a nebula flying car, which makes it easy to cross dangerous environments.

The chambermaid beside agate glared at the stall owner: "good, you cunning Central Plains man, sell it to him for 20000 and your Highness for 40000, and die." The female bodyguard tried to draw her sword, but was gently stopped by agate.

"Forget it, don't worry about such trifles."

Agate's eyes fixed on nianyou, and their eyes were shining. "This is?"

"She is my sister." Chen Mo brings the yarn to nianyou and calmly answers.

"Oh, a beauty." Agate is meaningful.

Chen Mo looked around. There were many people here, so he found a herbal tea stall and asked for several bowls of herbal tea. Agate also sat down, and the waitress stood aside. The master and servant did not dare to cross the line.

"Your Highness agate, why are you here? Is the nebula flying car you forged useless?" Chen Mo moistened his throat and asked.

"Where are you going!" Agate didn't answer the question. "As a promising foundry, you should not appear in such a dangerous place."

The end of the West desert leads to the alien realm, which is not the place where the foundry should go.

"Come round at the invitation of a friend. I heard that there are rare spirit stones in the West desert to have a look."

"Rare spirit stone?" Agate eyebrows a pick, "you are going to find the sky tower?"

"If you can find it there, it doesn't matter to go."

"For the sake of helping the temple, the temple gives you a piece of advice. Do you want to hear it?"

"All ears." Chen Mo politely said.

"It's best to let your friend go home, otherwise there will be no return." Agate took a sip of herbal tea, and the tone was as light as this tea, but inexplicably full of cold.

Chen Mo frowned. "Can you elaborate?"

"Do what you say, and do it yourself." Agate got up, greeted the waiter, and walked towards the street. The woman's pace was steady and overbearing, and the crowded crowd naturally avoided, as if the real king had come.

Chen Mo looked at her back as if thinking.

Two hours later, the north gate.

When Chen Mo arrived there, the exit of the north gate was surrounded by a group of people. He saw Luo Kui was also there, as if arguing with someone.

Zhong Li samadhi also came at this time and asked, "what is this situation?"

Chen Mo shook his head.

Luo Kui quarreled with a line of martial artists, led by a man with a national face and a face full of flesh, and martial artists in twos and threes stood beside him.

Yun Sha, Zhuang Jing, fatty and others cheered behind Luo Kui. The two sides were at war, and the atmosphere was grim. A group of people were surrounded to watch the excitement.

"Brother Shijin, you're here." The fat man said hello happily.

Seeing someone join Luo Kui, the national character face man and his party couldn't help looking at Chen mo. seeing his breath was general, and there were no two flowers on the top, they immediately showed their disapproval.

"What's the matter?" Chen Mo asked.

"It's not for the white sand camel." The fat man motioned to the center of the field. A camel with snow like hair was kneeling on all fours. This one was called white sand camel. Unlike sand camel, it would exude a sense of coldness as a whole. Walking in the hot desert was very popular with martial artists. At this time, Luo Kui and the national character face man were competing for this.

"Luo madman, this salon is my first choice. Everyone's harmony makes money, so don't argue with me."

"Pang San, is that eye you like? I asked the camel owner for a price first." Luo Kuili's straight and vigorous way.

"You won't let me?" Pang San sneered, and a group of fighters behind him immediately drew their swords.

"If you want to let it, it's also you."

Luo Kui and Pang San's team have explored the West desert for many times, looking for relics. The two often tit for tat, and neither of them is willing to suffer first.

"I don't think Pang San needs to fight for this white sand camel. It's not a Starling beast." Li Xiunian said faintly that the old man who had begun to practice Qi didn't care about the hot weather. Seeing the two arguing, he felt that it was a waste of time.

"What Lao Nian said is, Pang San, don't be a babe." Luo Kui road.

"Even Lao Nian has been invited this time. It seems that you are going all out." Pang San sneered and didn't care about Li Xiunian's oppression.

In his team, there is also a warrior who opens the top two flowers. No one is equal in strength.

"Simply, you fight, who wins to whom."

"That is, speak by force."

There were more and more martial arts onlookers, and they began to coax.

"There's no need to use force. It's a waste of blood." Pang San turned to think that he couldn't stop now, but it would be cheaper for others.

So he looked at the owner of the white sand camel: "what do you think?"

The merchant of white sand camel didn't want to intervene in the dispute between the two fighters, and he was also very embarrassed: "this..."

"It's better to compare it with archery. Since you don't need to fight hard, you can distinguish the victory and defeat by archery at a glance." Pang San, a man said. "And we shoot in the direction of the sun, which is also a test for the warrior."

The owner of the white sand camel said, "that's better than this."

"Archery?" Luo Kui's face was a little ugly, and he glared at the man.

"This is going to lose. That man's archery is very good." The fat man shook his head.

"The boss has spoken, don't you dare? Well, don't rob the camel." Pang San laughed.

The onlookers made a noise.

Luo Kui looked at his people. Yunsha and Zhuang Jing were embarrassed. They were really not good at archery.

"That's better than this." Suddenly, a voice rang.

Chen Mo came out.

"Shijin Taoist friend. Do you want to shoot arrows?" Luo Kui and others were surprised.

"I happen to know a little." Chen Mo nodded.

"Haha, boy, it's up to you?" Pang San laughed over there.

Luo Kui gritted his teeth: "that's better than this."

Soon, the warrior buried a cowhide red heart target on the sand 100 meters away, facing the sun, which was a little dazzling. This target is also a little different. The cow leather is soaked in water and is extremely strong. Generally, knives and swords are cut continuously, and bows and arrows are difficult to penetrate.

The rule is very simple. The winner is the one who shoots five arrows in a row and hits the bull's-eye most.

"Boy, let you know my strength."

The other party disdained to look at Chen Mo, turned out a big horn bow, leather arrow bag on his back, bent down to sit on the horse, his footwall was like a tree, calm and powerful. From the look of the horse archery posture, he knew that this guy must be very accomplished in archery.

Luo Kui and others pinched a cold sweat.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Five crisp bowstrings bounced, and he shot arrows very fast. As expected, practice makes perfect. He took the arrow, opened the bow, shot it at one go, almost without any hesitation, and did not blink in the face of the sunlight.

Five arrows were fired in a row, and the arrows hit the red heart of the target without any flaws.

Everyone shouted in unison.

This archery is an eye opener.

"Ji Yuanfei, your 'feather arrow formula' has improved so fast." Luo Kui's expression was heavy.

"Flattery." Ji Yuanfei smiled and threw his bow to Chen Mo: "boy, don't miss, don't lose your face too much."

Everyone laughed together, which was obviously better than shooting an arrow, Ji Yuanfei.

"Good!" Chen Mo nods

These five arrows are really good at shooting.

Chen Mo walked out and didn't talk much at this time. He had already secretly used the eagle's eyes and concentrated on his eyes. The bull's-eye at a distance of 100 meters is in front of you in an instant. This divine eagle's eyesight is the unique skill of the Tiangong gate. It can not only make your eyes reach, enlarge the details, but also lock your breath and focus on the archery.

Looking at the bull's-eye, Chen Mo turned the star power again and ran through his arms. Everyone opened their eyes wide. Chen Mo held a bow in one hand, put his hand on the arrow bag, drew the arrow, pulled the full moon, moved the string, and the arrow came out. The sound ran through his ears like spring thunder.

What a powerful force.

Ji Yuanfei was stunned. Standing beside him, he deeply felt that Chen Mo's arrow was shot, and the powerful Yu Wei was blowing in his face.

Shua Shua.

Five arrows are shot in turn, and one arrow hits the bull's-eye.

Touch.

The arrow actually pierced the cowhide target.

"Ah?" Ji Yuanfei opened his mouth.

There are four penetrating sounds again.

The remaining four arrows all penetrated the solid target.

"Ah..." everyone was surprised. No one expected that Chen Mo seemed to be a gentle scholar, but he had such strength that he could shoot through the target.

"Yes." After Chen Mo finished shooting, he handed over the bow, untied the arrow bag and smiled.

"You..." Ji Yuanfei was speechless.

If he hadn't shot it himself, he would doubt whether there was something wrong with the target.

"What skill do you practice?" Ji Yuan was a little fanatical in his flying eyes. If he could practice the art of bows and arrows accurately and ruthlessly, it would be too imposing.

"There is no skill." Chen Mo said. "Can we go now?"

Luo Kui recovered and laughed at Pang San. "Yes, yes."

Pang San looked at Chen Mo coldly. "This time, we're out of sight. This white sand camel is for you. If you can still meet it in the desert, come back and ask for advice."

The martial artist is vigorous, and even if he is defeated, he has to say a cruel word.