This night, Bo Jinchen did not stay long after having dinner at Yin Hong's house with a drag oil bottle.

On the way back, Bo Jinchen looked through the rearview mirror at the oil bottle that was almost inseparable from Xiao Budian at Yin Hong's house, and suddenly said:

"An An, when Uncle Han came over, did Xiao Budian open the door for him?"

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At the northern end of the Canglan Dynasty, it was originally a grassland with weeds and horseshoe, but with the great change of climate more than 10,000 years ago, weeds degraded into a wasteland. In the following hundreds of years, it has strangely evolved into ice and snow. Faced with the continuous deterioration of the living environment, the barbarians began to raid the border every winter.

Originally, the Canglan Dynasty would not ignore this matter, but that year, natural disasters occurred frequently, and the people's grievances were boiling, thinking that it was the mediocrity of the Emperor Shi Imperial Family that led to the changes of the mountains and rivers. The result, apparently, was their final victory. The Huangfu clan replaced the former royal family, and the Chu Sect created by Chu Tiange also claimed to have jumped to the top level of the continent.

Tick...... Tick......

The horses have their own rhythm, and their hooves are extremely powerful.

A modest carriage waddled and bumped on the muddy dirt road in the countryside.

The driver holds a whip in his right hand and a jug of sake in his left hand, and pours it into his throat with his head up.

"The world is out of my generation, as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, the emperor is laughing and talking, and it is better than a drunken ...... in the world"

"Giggles, Yan Shao, your heroic temperament is not as ...... as you"

There was a coquettish smile in the carriage behind him, and Chu Xiuyan, who was driving, touched his nose helplessly and said:

"Miss Shi, could it be that the Xiu Yan in your heart only knows how to look for flowers and ask Liu Gong?"

"Giggle......

The people in the carriage chuckled and didn't answer.

On the left side of the muddy path is a well-layered row of ridges, but on the right is a clear lake, Chu Xiuyan drove north leisurely, and he didn't seem to smell the slightest smell of gunpowder going to the battlefield.

On the lake, the fisherman picked up a ball of fishing nets, in which more than ten grass carp with children's arms fell on the board of the boat, jumping and tossing back and forth, the fisherman smiled and picked up the bamboo basket behind him one by one, inadvertently glimpsed the carriage on the shore, the smile on his face tightened suddenly, and rowed hard to the carriage on the road with the oars.

As it approached, the fisherman shouted in panic:

"Wait, stop!"

Chu Xiuyan saw the panicked look on the fisherman's face, and his driving speed slowed down, and he wondered:

"The fisherman called me?"

"Guests outside the village, don't go forward, take a detour!"

The fisherman shook the oars vigorously and cried out.

"How?"

"There are man-eating demons in the village! Guests can't go, they can't go!"

The fisherman shouted.

"Fisherman, in broad daylight, Lang Lang, rumors are to be arrested and punished. ”

The sword eyebrows on his forehead were lightly raised, Chu Xiuyan grabbed the reins of the horse, his index finger rubbed his smooth chin back and forth, and his deep eyes seemed to be smiling, full of playfulness.

"Guest, the old man didn't lie to you, there are really man-eating demons in the village, you better take the old man's boat and make a detour. ”

Probably stimulated by the look of doubt on Chu Xiuyan's face, the fisherman blushed and hurriedly waved his hand and said in a continuous voice.

"Thank you for the kindness of the fisherman, as soon as I heard you, the village boy became more interested. ”

Looking up at the hills not far from the ridge, the smoke curled up, and with the clouds steaming, it slowly merged with the blue sky overhead. Chu Xiuyan grinned and showed eight big white teeth, facing the winter sun, which was exceptionally brilliant. Seeing the inexplicable panic in the bottom of the fishing boat, a little chill rose behind him.

"The guest must be careful, if there is something wrong, the old man is there at the east dock outside the village, after sunset. ”

"Then thank the fisherman for his kindness. ”

The corners of his lips hooked the unfathomable arc of a little fox, and he shook the horsewhip in his palm.

"Phew!"

The carriage drifted away towards the hills behind the ridges.

on the carriage.

"Yan Shao, the demon that the old man said?"

Inside the carriage, a woman like a green lotus opened her mouth and asked, a flash of compassion flashed in her eyes.

"Although it is located in a remote area, but before the war, this was also the land of the Canglan Emperor, and there were no gaps in the registration and registration, if there were demons and demons, it should have been reported to the people of the Seven Star Hall to deal with it. Since the fisherman said so, let's just go and take a look, and if there is really a demon born, we can solve it easily. But if he is clever enough to solicit customers, hum ......"

A fierce color appeared between his eyebrows, and his attitude was self-evident.

The sun is setting on the barren mountains at dusk, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds.

Driving a carriage accompanied by the bumps of the muddy path, Chu Xiuyan drank from time to time, and his demeanor was very leisurely.

Beyond a few hills, what catches your eye is a small village simply surrounded by a bamboo fence, with a big tree three or five people thick planted in front of the door, and a stone monument erected not far away: Lijia Village. Behind the monument, a slightly larger bamboo pole is tied to support the village gate, and a dirt road leads directly to the bottom of the village, and dozens of families are scattered on both sides.

"Guest, but you want to go into the village to rest?"

The neighing of horses startled the dogs in the village, and a young man in a cloth robe trotted out of the village and asked in a loud voice.

"I wonder if there is a resting room in the village?"

Chu Xiuyan put down the wine jug in his hand, held the reins of the horse, and asked loudly.

In Xia Li Zesheng, the village chief of Lijia Village, there is still room in the house, if the guests are not limited to simple, you may as well move. ”

Li Zesheng approached with a smile.

In a remote village like this, the best living conditions are the village chief's house, and if there are people from the official position, it is convenient to entertain. Occasionally, when encountering foreign visitors, it can also be temporarily used as a post station, making a small profit to subsidize the expenses in the village.

For this reason, Chu Xiuyan naturally knew it, bowed his head slightly, turned over and jumped out of the carriage, took the reins of the horse and walked towards the village.

"In the village, it seems that the population is not thriving?"

It's not a long way to look outside this dirt road, but it's still a long way to walk in. Chu Xiuyan looked attentively at the figure hurriedly passing by beside him, and asked softly.

"Well, it's a long story. ”

When Li Zesheng heard this, he sighed and replied in a low voice.

If the guests are interested, they may wish to settle down and listen to the details. ”

At this time, when every household was making a fire to cook, Chu Xiuyan squinted, but there were only a handful of people who lit the stove and smoked.

If you walk a few steps forward, you will find the largest courtyard in Lijia Village in the middle of the road.

"Zesheng, another visitor from the village?"

An old man with a rickety beard poked his head out of the simple stables in the courtyard and said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, father, I'll leave this horse to you. ”

Li Zesheng skillfully untied the rope of the horse, patted the horse's buttocks, and introduced it into the stable. When he turned sideways, he said enthusiastically:

"This is my father, Li Dezhu, the previous village head. However, the people in the village call him Li Laohan, and the guests also call him that. ”

Hearing this, Chu Xiuyan nodded slightly, but he captured a certain information from the previous conversation between the two.

"What's the matter? Recently, there have been a lot of guests coming to your village to rest?"