Su Qingzhou was muttering to herself when a figure suddenly appeared behind her.

"You siblings are you whispering here, what are you talking about? You can't say anything in person," said a harsh woman's voice.

Su Qingzhou turned around in surprise and saw a very beautiful woman, behind the woman was a middle-aged man with a serious face.

The beautiful woman was looking at Su Qingzhou with a suspicious look on her face.

As for the middle-aged man with a serious face, his face was quite unhappy.

The woman's name is Su Muxian, who is Su Qingzhou's half-sister, and her age is not very different from her.

The middle-aged man is her and Su Muxian’s biological father, Su Lian, the head of the Su family.

Su Muxian threw a huge package, which was heavy and pressed on Su Qingzhou's back.

Su Qingzhou suddenly stepped aside, staggered back two steps, and almost fell down.

At this time, Su Qingzhou was already carrying two thick packages on his body.

Su Muxian and the head of the Su family felt that Su Qingzhou's move was deliberately pretending to be pitiful.

The two of them showed disgust at the same time.

Her younger brother looked at this scene coldly and stared at her angrily, "My sister can't handle it anymore, why do you want her to take it?"

Su Qingzhou took a breath and pulled Su Xiaobei's sleeve.

"Xiaobei, it's nothing, don't say anything more."

The head of the Su family said indifferently, "Qingzhou, letting you take these things is also the family's rule."

"You also know that you are the legitimate daughter of the family, so you should do these chores."

"Also, you are a cultivator after all, so you won't be able to handle this little thing."

After saying that, the head of the Su family and the empty Su Muxian left without even looking at Su Qingzhou.

Su Xiaobei clenched his fists hard, approached his sister, and called out "Sister" softly

Su Qingzhou waved his hand gently, looked at his younger brother with anticipation, and said seriously, "This matter is over like this, Xiaobei, I have decided to leave here."

The boy blinked and said blankly, "I left here, but where else can we go?"

Su Qingzhou said, "Do you still remember the man named Lin Tao? I secretly wrote down their departure route, and we will go to join them."

The boy nodded with firm eyes and said, "Sister, no matter where you go, I will always follow you. When will we set off?"

Su Qingzhou paused, his eyes drifted into the distance, and murmured, "Before we defect to Lin Tao, we have to bring a few more people."

Lin Tao and others left the abandoned village and hurriedly set off.

After half a day, they had already walked out of the primitive jungle and their eyes gradually became widening.

Lin Tao suddenly stretched out his hand and carefully made a gesture of silence.

The few people who were originally talking and laughing immediately closed their mouths and showed a look of vigilance.

About seven or eight hundred meters ahead of them, a towering black mountain village suddenly appeared.

There are huge stone-stacked walls around the village, and spiked obstacles, and faded flags are inserted on the head of the city.

Lin Tao once heard the old lady talk about the relationship between the real world flag and the country.

Every country in the real world, whether big or small, has independent totems and flags.

For example, the moon flag on the green background in front of you is the symbol of a small country called Tengguo.

This Teng Kingdom is a small third-tier country in the real world, with a population of only about hundreds of thousands and a pitifully small military power.

Lin Tao conquered the real world, and a small country like Teng Kingdom is definitely the first goal.

Lin Tao roughly estimated the garrison power in the city.

Because there is no actual information, Lin Tao could only make a fire from the village to cook, and make basic judgments on the width of the city and the capacity of the city.

The error rate of judgment result obtained in this way is basically very small, that is, about 50%.

To get more detailed information, you must hide your identity and mix it into the city, or find a way to figure out the daily food consumption rate in the city.

Generally speaking, the more people there are in the copycat, the faster the food consumed.

Such a copycat cannot have a self-cultivated and self-sufficient production system.

Their food is basically imported from outside.

Therefore, every once in a while, there will definitely be a fixed person to transport food to the parody.

This is the same as the wealthy families in the city often do not grow vegetables themselves, but buy vegetables from farmers.

Such a copycat is originally a military structure, and its main functions are also military-related.

Therefore, they must have a fixed food transportation channel.

Lin Tao decided to wait outside the village.

Lin Tao and the others were lucky. In the morning of the next day, two farmers drove two horse carriages and slowly came from the west road.

They headed straight to the mountain gate of the mountain village.

Behind the carriages of these two horses were loaded with a cart of vegetables and grain, covered with a layer of black oily cloth.

There were actually two ice buckets as thick as a bucket in the middle of the vegetables, and there were dozens of river clams and fresh fish in the ice bucket.

These two things should have been transported from a river in other places, because there is no river around the village, and there is not even a smelly ditch.

Lin Tao approached the carriage with a smile and shouted from afar, "Uncle, I'm busy."

The person who drove the car was a 70-year-old man, and he was surrounded by him in his forties and fifties.

The man looked at Lin Tao coldly, his eyes full of vigilance.

Lin Tao was misunderstood and robbed the road.

Lin Tao said, "Uncle, are you transporting food into the mountain village?"

The 70-year-old man looked at Lin Tao up and down, nodding, "Yes, young man, why are you here in such a place?"

Don’t look at the old man who is just a buyer, but he still knows that this kind of place is not something ordinary people will come.

Lin Tao breathed a sigh of relief. The 70-year-old man was quite easy to talk to and was familiar with.

Lin Tao said, "We came from the other side of the mountain. We passed by here and asked you about the road."

Of course, Lin Tao cannot say that we are asking you about the information in the copycat.

The old man took a puff of his cigarette, looked at Lin Tao calmly, and said, "Young Master, you don't need to inquire. There is a hindrance nearby, only two paths can be used to walk."

Then, the old man pointed to the distance and said, "Walking here, it is about ten miles away, which is the location of our village."

He then pointed to the other side and said, "Walking here is the border of Yu State, and our location is the border of Teng State."

The old man raised his head and asked Lin Tao to look at the direction of the parody. "Does it see that parody is there? It is the base on the border of Tengguo. We transport food there."

Lin Tao was worried about how to bring the topic to the copycat, but the old man said it first.

Lin Tao took the opportunity and asked, "Uncle, it's quite hard for you to transport it back and forth every day. There are also frozen storage items here, and it will be shipped once a few days."

The old man stretched out his three fingers and said, "I have to come in three days."

He patted the middle-aged man who was narrating the shoulder and said, "If I can't get through, my son will come and send it."

The middle-aged man still had a vigilant expression on his face.

"Father, let's go in quickly, otherwise Adjutant Liao and the others will be anxious." He urged.

The old man waved his hand and drove the carriage slowly towards the gate of the village.

On the top of the city gate of the village is a 30-year-old mountain guard.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the old man, and also looked at Lin Tao's back, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

The guard of the village let the old man enter the gate and asked coldly, "Who is the person who was talking to you just now?"

The old man smiled, lifting the black tarpaulin on the carriage and said, "That's a question of the way, I can't find the way."

The guard of the village tilted his head and said, "Did he ask any other things, such as how many guards there are in the village, how many days do you send food?"

The guards of the village have become suspicious.

The old man's son, the middle-aged man, moved his mouth.

The old man secretly touched him with his elbow, and the middle-aged man stopped talking in an instant.

The old man smiled embarrassedly and said, "No, he just asked for directions. I'll tell him to go west."

Lin Tao knew that someone was quietly monitoring him, watching his actions.

So, he did not return directly.

He walked westward, circled a big circle before returning to Feng Qiang and others.

Feng Qiang and others came over eagerly and asked, "How is it?"

Lin Tao said, "I have roughly figured out the information inside."
To be continued...