Nijin immediately turned around and left. Co Tuyet Ngoc had also sealed off the cave entrance with nets made from pure white spider silk.
Preparing to walk down the trail, at that moment a voice rang out in Nijin's head.
"Go around to the east, I want to give you something"
Nijin was a little skeptical but didn't refuse, so he immediately turned around to the east.
Not long after, a very large cave appeared before Nijin's eyes.
This cave is not as luxurious as Co Tuyet Ngoc's residence, it looks extremely simple, just like a normal people's house.
"This is a bit too monotonous."
Nijin looked strange, secretly communicating with Qinghai.
"Outside of the body, I do not like worldly luxuries."
Qinghai replied coldly.
Nijin didn't know what to say, so he just nodded and went inside.
"Go to the drawer, there is a ring inside, take it out and wear it."
Qinghai didn't seem very happy and spoke very rudely.
Nijin was too lazy to pay attention and immediately followed suit.
He went to the table, this table was probably a woman's dressing table, pulled open the cabinet, inside were many things for women, he scanned for a while and saw a ring made of some kind of material that name is unknown.
This ring is silver in color, engraved with all kinds of strange shapes, and the edges are two strips of blue gemstones.
The ring is not too eye-catching, there is no problem wearing it.
"This is a storage ring, extremely valuable, don't lose it."
Qinghai saw Nijin's questioning look on his face, so she opened her mouth to answer.
"Storage ring? What use does it have?" Nijin asked curiously.
"It can store items, just not all living things can be stored in it."
Qinghai replied.
Nijin's eyes glowed, she took the bag and wanted to put it inside.
Struggling for a while and not finding a way to put things in, he asked.
"How do I get things inside?"
"You can't do it. Only when you enter the Transformation Realm and generate spiritual energy can you do it."
Qinghai explains.
"Hoa Canh".
Nijin was slightly shocked and did not say anything more.
"I'll help you put these things away. When you want to get something, just let me know.
Also, the Yen Nation is a country famous for manufacturing weapons, so go there and find someone to forge a convenient weapon."
After Qinghai finished speaking, she became silent.
"Okay! Then let's go. The dark clouds are getting bigger and bigger, I'm afraid it's going to rain."
Nijin nodded, looked up at the sky, and muttered.
Nijin launched a light attack and headed straight to the west.
The road up the mountain was extremely difficult, but this time coming back didn't take much effort, in just a moment he had descended 120 miles of Zhufan.
Kingdom and Wukan have an intersecting land border.
Kingdom's area is quite small, only one-fifth the size of Wukan.
Kingdom is a third-ranked country, also a dependent country of Wukan.
Both countries have always maintained friendly relations, many times princesses and princes of the two countries have gotten married.
People and merchants on both sides of the border often travel back and forth, trade and sell, and are extremely friendly.
Although Yen Nation is only a third-rate country, this country is quite famous.
Yen Kingdom is surrounded by many volcanoes. Although these volcanoes have not erupted for a long time, the people here can use the earth's fire to forge weapons.
Yen Nation's forging technology is very developed, perhaps it is not an exaggeration to say it is the best in the mainland.
Because the benefits from training soldiers and weapons are so great, many countries are trying to invade and attack the Viet Kingdom, which is why this country is often affected by war.
The competition for power and position also took place a lot, Wukan many times had to send troops to help the king of Kingdom.
Going down the mountain, it started to snow.
Wukan rarely has snow, only in very cold years do we see such a majestic scene.
It was not the first time Nijin had seen the scene of falling snow, he had seen it quite a lot since he was born.
Nijin doesn't hate snow, but Tuyet reminds him of his mother.
Remembering the scene of mother and child huddled in a small temple, outside with snow and rain blowing.
I remember the scene where my mother, for my two brothers, knocked on every door asking for bits of leftover rice and soup, was beaten and scolded, and Tuyet falling outside made her hair gray.
Remembering the scene where his mother died from hunger and cold on the road, the two brothers cried out for her, but she could not wake up again.
Every time he sees snow, he feels sad, every time he sheds tears.
Pain, suffering, helplessness.
Thousands of miles of snow fell, the sleet became thicker and thicker, the air became colder.
The entire Zhufan range was engulfed in white.
Nijin was in a very bad mood, but he did not stop him, he let that negative mood continue.
Three days have passed, the road becomes more and more difficult, the snow cover becomes more and more dense.
The cold wind crept through every corner of the forest, cold and desolate.
Nijin did not use light gong, nor did he intentionally emit aura. He was like a normal person walking on the snowy ground, walking forever, walking forever.
Perhaps the weather was too cold, making the ferocious beasts less aggressive. On the way to the Viem Nation border, Nijin rarely encountered ferocious beasts.
Of course, there were also a few blind-eyed ferocious beasts. Seeing his weak body, they rushed out and bit him. In the end, their end was death.
Nijin did not absorb the spirituality of these ferocious beasts. Most of them were too weak, and once their spirituality was absorbed, it would be detrimental to him.
Nijin just conveniently cut the meat, covered it with snow to keep it cold, and threw it into the storage ring.
Although Nijin did not use light skills to travel, his speed was still very fast, the Viem Nation border was probably not far away.
After another ten days of walking, Nijin finally left Thien Son.
From here to the Viem Quoc border is only about a day's journey.
Nijin walked forward, neither fast nor slow, the distance between two steps did not deviate even an inch.
A small village appeared ahead, and inside the cottage there were the sounds of children and parents talking.
Nijin smiled, her heart calmed down.
Looking again, although the snow was still falling, it seemed to stop very quickly.
He came to a rather large wooden house, with three or four floors above it, with the words Van Lai Khach Diem written on the outside of the door.
Stepping inside, across the large yard, into the living room, Nijin glanced around.
The inside of this inn is quite spacious, with quite a few guests drinking and dining.
Perhaps because most of the guests here are merchants and wanderers, and this road is the only gateway, so they chose this place as a place to rest.
Nijin looked behind him again, the large yard he just passed through had many large trucks, lined up in a row.
Perhaps it was some department's goods. Because the snow was falling so heavily, they wanted to stop and rest here.
Nijin chose an empty table, ordered a jar of wine and some food, slowly ate, occasionally scanning passersby.
Perhaps the guests who come here to eat and drink are all Jianghu.
This group of people had hunched shoulders and muscles, their faces were arrogant and extremely rude, and from time to time they could hear shouting and cursing.
There were a few guys who took off their shirts, exposed their chests, and showed off their scars, wanting to prove to people that we were people who were blinded by heaven and earth and had never known what cold was.
Nijin could only shake his head, not paying attention to this group of wanderers, his chopsticks were still picking up food and putting it in his mouth, the wine in the bottle was constantly filling the glass.
I don't know the reason, maybe because Nijin was alone, maybe because he found him easy to bully, a middle-aged man with a fierce appearance, as soon as he entered the inn, he came to talk to him.
"Hey! Kid! Get aside, I want this table."
The middle-aged man had a fierce look on his face and opened his mouth to shout loudly.
When the gang saw this big man being so fierce, they didn't say anything, just looked silently at Nijin.
Nijin was bowing his head to pick up food. When he heard someone shouting, he frowned slightly, but he was not angry. He raised his head and pointed to the table behind him.
"Isn't there an empty table over there?"
Seeing Nijin's outstanding temperament, his face was like a painting, like a fairy from the human world, everyone was stunned and took a breath of air in surprise.
The big man stood closest to Nijin. Seeing Nijin's outstanding appearance and fairy-like temperament, he couldn't help but be surprised.
Thinking silently in my head.
"It turns out to be a woman, so beautiful" and seeing that Nijin's throat is small but still has it, now I know that Nijin is not a woman.
He suppressed the desire fire in his heart, so embarrassed that he roared.
"I said go away, are you deaf?"
After speaking, he swung his palm and grabbed Nijin's neck.
Nijin's eyes turned cold, his blue eyes stared at the big man.
The big man's pupils constricted, his hands stopped, sweat poured out.
"Go away, if I see you again, it will be your day to coax me."
After Nijin finished speaking, she bowed her head and continued eating.
The big man was startled and scared, running on all fours to the hotel, tripping and falling a few times on the way.
The inn owner and his subordinates were always busy, not paying too much attention to what had just happened. They had obviously gotten used to it.
The entire group of guests were silent at this moment, wanting to say anything, and could only whisper.
Nijin didn't care about the crowd talking about him, he just wanted to finish his meal and continue on his way.
At this moment, a team of horse-drawn carriages came from afar. This team of carriages was probably also a passing group, obviously wanting to stop to rest and eat.
The crowd of guests came and went extremely bustling, empty tables quickly appeared, and new arrivals also quickly entered the room.
The leader was a big man, holding a long spear and a somewhat fierce face.
Perhaps this person's face is not really fierce, it's just that on his face there is a long scar from the corner of his mouth to his ear, looking like a horizontal centipede.
It is also because of this scar that the big man gives others a fierce feeling.
Nijin knows this person, apparently his name is Vu Huynh. Last time he escorted Princess Viem Quoc to Wukan capital, Nijin rescued him.
Nijin did not come forward to start a conversation, he was not interested.
I also have no intention of revealing my identity, just meeting each other.
Vu Huynh's group ordered a lot of food, more than a dozen people gathered around the table to eat and drink.
A woman came from the carriage and took two portions of food back into the carriage.
This girl is the maid next to Princess Yen Nguyet. Obviously, these two girls are on their way back to Yen Kingdom.
After finishing eating, Nijin called a young man over, placed two silver coins on the table, turned around, and left.
The little guy just saw Nijin, one look made a gangster run away, his heart was a bit nervous.
Unexpectedly, this young man just threw the money away and left without paying any attention to him.
He looked happy, took two silver coins, and packed up the dishes.
Nijin walked out, the snow had stopped falling, and his mood became a lot more relaxed.
He walked quickly and quickly left the inn.
"Princess! You are truly so beautiful."
The maid gently opened the car curtain, watching Nijin's back as she walked away, her expression filled with infatuation.
"Haven't you met many talented young men? How did you become like this? Is it really as beautiful as you say?" Princess Viem Quoc didn't think it was right, wiped her mouth, and smiled.
"People can't see it so they don't know, it's very difficult for me to describe.
Actually, she is many times more beautiful than you."
The maid said hei hei.
Viem Nguyet was stunned and quickly laughed and scolded.
"You girl, what man would say that a woman is more beautiful than a woman?"
"Ah! If I didn't see that he had a throat, I would have thought that he was a woman."
The maid sighed, feeling a bit regretful that Nijin's figure had disappeared.
Viem Nguyet didn't think it was right, so he was too lazy to argue with her and focused on solving the meal.