After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

A few days later, at the entrance of Long Corridor Valley.

"Out of the valley!"

"Hahaha…"

"That's amazing! I lived another day!"

"..."

The small caravan of twenty carts cheered, and everyone's face was filled with joy at having survived the disaster.

The nightmare-like Brown Bear Ridge left an indelible mark of horror and fear on everyone in the caravan.

But... they are lucky.

Once we passed the entrance to the Long Corridor Valley, we left the most dangerous trade route from Beiliang to Dajing State and entered the territory of Beiliang State.

For merchants, a round trip between Beiliang and Dajing is enough to provide an ordinary family with food, clothing and other expenses for a year.

But this one time of the year is a matter of life and death.

The caravan still had those twenty or so carts, not a single one missing.

At the end of the convoy, still lying there was the extremely mysterious young man in hemp clothes.

Nothing seemed to have happened, except that the reduced number of people still spoke of the dangers of the trade route.

Behind every missing person, there will be sorrow for a family.

But for the living, it no longer matters.

As peddlers and porters walking in the world, there are countless demons and butchers blocking the way. If you encounter one, that is your fate.

Understand your own destiny, respect the destiny of others, and be happy every day you are alive.

After trading goods, some people would linger in taverns and brothels, and after a few days of spending all their remaining money, they would set out again south.

Others will plan carefully and start again after several months or a year.

Lao Batou and Xiao Douzi belong to the latter category. After this trip, their next trip will not start until the beginning of spring.

"Sir, we have arrived at Nanguan City. Do you want to enter Nanguan City?" Xiaodouzi said cautiously.

Outside the Long Corridor Valley is the Nanguan City of the Northern Liang Kingdom. This city guards the center of the valley entrance. One man can guard the pass against ten thousand men. It is the southernmost important town of the Northern Liang Kingdom, and there are 60,000 troops stationed there to defend the city.

What this important town lacks most is various supplies from Dajing.

The cold winter has arrived in Beiyuan, and various supplies have become more scarce, which is also the source of the caravan's profits.

"No, I have to go somewhere far away." Qin He hummed a little tune, crossed his legs, and was in a good mood.

This time, Brown Bear Ridge was plundered, and the thousand-year-old foundation was wiped out by Qin He.

Needless to say, the wealth and goods piled up into a small mountain in the empty space.

Most importantly, Qin He scraped out twenty-four beast crystals, twenty-one low-level and three mid-level.

Two months ago, Qin He emptied out all his valuable belongings and asked Zijing Trading Company to transfer goods across regions, but he only got twelve beast crystals in return.

Two pills must be paid first, and ten pills will be delivered before departure.

This time, there are twenty-four of them in Brown Bear Ridge, which is twice as many.

The most important thing is that there are three intermediate ones!

It really proves the saying that a man cannot become rich without external wealth, and a horse cannot become fat without wild grass.

Robbery is the fastest way to make money without any capital, no doubt about it.

Now, Qin He had thirty-six beast crystals in his hand, and his confidence in breaking through the barrier was immediately greater.

If Qin He hadn't been waiting for the Heavenly Punishment attack, he would have tried it now.

As he was speaking, the carriage slowly stopped.

"Where is the faraway place?"

Xiaodouzi asked curiously. It was undeniable that Qin He of Brown Bear Ridge appeared, disappeared, and reappeared, which shocked the caravan.

A man drove away Brown Bear Ridge and returned to the caravan after disappearing for a day and a night.

The caravan gave Qin He the highest courtesy, which was not to disturb him, nor did they dare to disturb him.

They were all ordinary people, and the level Qin He displayed was far beyond their comprehension. Only Xiaodouzi, who had a childlike mind, would muster up the courage to say a few words to Qin He from time to time.

"It's a very far place, a very, very far place." Qin He sat up, reached out and touched Xiaodouzi's head, and smiled, "Goodbye, little guy."

After saying this, he jumped off the carriage and headed straight north.

"Goodbye, sir." Xiaodouzi waved his hand, blinking his eyes, and watched Qin He walk away.

"Goodbye." Qin He waved his hand without looking back.

"Grandpa, what is Tongzi Kung Fu?" After a long time, Xiaodouzi turned his head and asked the old man.

The old man looked at his grandson with doubt and said, "Legend has it that this is a cultivation method specially designed for children like you. But that's just a legend, don't take it seriously."

Xiaodouzi tilted his head and said after a long while: "That's true~"

"Grandpa, you are so powerful. I wish I could be like you in the future."

The old man gazed at Qin He's gradually disappearing figure with his cloudy eyes, then turned back to look at Xiao Douzi and said with a smile, "This is a land immortal."