"I said, 'Where is this?' Sun An opened the curtain of the car, and his tone was a little puzzled.

On the farmland on both sides of the nearby road, although the crops are growing abundantly, there are few people in sight of harvesting.

Although it is December, the temperature in this water town in the south of the Yangtze River is still surprisingly high.

"It stands to reason that this place should be close to Jiankang Mansion." Dong Ping sat on a carriage on Sun An's right and set up a horse, looking at the abnormal situation nearby, he was also a little strange, he had met many farmers fleeing the famine along the way, and he was reluctant to say anything when asked.

It is a little incredible to see people fleeing the famine in this Jiankang Mansion, you know, Jiangnan is the land of fish and rice, could it be that this situation is now?

Shaking his head, Dong Ping looked at Cheng Wan'er in the carriage and couldn't help frowning.

Since the morning, Cheng Wan'er has fainted again, and she can stay conscious for less than ten hours a day.

Even now, she is in a coma.

However, she didn't know who was behind the scenes, so she knocked on the side and asked Cheng Wan'er directly several times, but she just refused to say.

Thinking of this, Dong Ping couldn't help but clench his fists, vent his anger on the horsewhip, and whipped it hard.

After arriving at the center of the town, Dong Ping and his party found an inn to stay first.

After settling Cheng Wan'er, Dong Ping asked Hu Sanniang to stay in the room to take care of her, and called Sun Li, Tang Bin and others to a room on the third floor to discuss the next action.

Tang Bin moved a stool at the door to sit to make sure that no one would eavesdrop.

"I said, what do you think of the past few days?" Dong Ping took a sip of a cup of tea on the table, and his tone was a little indifferent: "It seems that something big has happened in this Jiankang Mansion?"

After speaking, Dong Ping put down the teacup, reached into his sleeve, took out a map of Jiangnan from the dimensional space, and spread it out on the table.

Liu Yun looked at the picture, frowned, and looked thoughtful.

"Big brother, I've been in Jiangnan for a few years, and I know a little bit about it." Liu Yun was silent for a moment and said: "In my opinion, eighty percent of the "Huashi Gang" has already affected Jiankang. ”

Pestidachidae?

Dong Ping suddenly realized that he had been thinking macroscopically, and he almost forgot about this common sense problem!

Most of the states and counties in the south of the Yangtze River are shrouded in the shadow of Huashigang, and it is difficult for ordinary people to live even if they want to!

"In that case, I'll be careful!" Dong Ping's eyebrows froze, and he said in a serious tone: "There are many of us who have difficulty moving, Brother Liu Yun, since you know the geography of Jiangnan, please go out to find out where Xia An Daoquan is."

"No problem." Liu Yun nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "Big brother, try to stay in the inn during the day, if you are caught as a labor force of Huashi Gang, it will be troublesome!"

"Okay, you have to be more careful yourself." Dong Ping said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow we will change the guest ......"

Halfway through speaking, Dong Ping stopped and looked into the dimensional space with his left hand.

Just now, Tang Bin stood up and made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Looking out the door again, a figure was leaning over the doorframe!

"Bang!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the crossbow arrow flew directly out of the door with strong force from the Jin Yan crossbow in Dong Ping's hand.

"Click-click!"

The sound of the door panel shattering resounded in the room, and between the lightning and flint, the entire door panel instantly shattered under the impact pressure of the Jin Yan crossbow at a short distance!

At the same time, Dong Ping rushed out of the door with an arrow step.

"Big brother, what's the situation!"

Sun Li and the others also overturned the table and ran out with Dong Ping.

And the scene outside shocked them.

One man fell down the aisle, apparently dead, while Dong Ping was at the stairs, choking the other's neck.

"Ahh You're looking for death! The man had difficulty breathing, and was still scolding: "No one who dares to provoke the Ming Sect can survive today!"

Mingjiao?

Dong Ping felt that this word was a little familiar, and pulled out the three-edged army and stabbed it against the man's throat, and his face sank: "If you want to live, quickly tell me your purpose!"

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the sharp blade on his neck that he had never seen before, and then looked at Dong Ping's fierce eyes, obviously, he had killed someone!

In an instant, the man was intimidated: "This ...... This big brother, little ...... The small one is on the order of the sect master, and he has developed his eyes and ears in Jiankang, and just now I heard the innkeeper say that a few people are not like ordinary people, so they ...... to listen to the truth and truth. ”

"Who is your sect leader?" Dong Ping let out a low snort, and the military thorn in his hand increased again.

"Heroes spare their lives! Be...... It's Fang La! The waste was weeping and trembling with fright.

Fang La?

I didn't expect to meet Fang La's Mingjiao forces here, this trip to Jiangnan is a little interesting!

Dong Ping stood up and looked out the window.

The man saw that Dong Ping's attention was diverted, and he was about to jump out of the window.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain, and the man fell to the ground in an instant.

Dong Ping put down the Jin Yan crossbow in his hand, looked at Sun Li and the others beside him, and said in a low tone: "It seems that Fang La's forces have arrived in this place, now hurry up and change the inn!"

"Fang La?" Liu Yun was stunned for a moment when he heard this name, and then sneered: "I don't want to be that guy, I heard that he has developed a sect in Jiangnan in the past few years, and he has already secretly competed with the government in private, and I don't want to be so rampant now!"

"Anyway, let's go now!" Dong Ping went back to the room to sort out the package as he spoke, and asked Hu Sanniang to take Cheng Wan'er and find another inn in the city.

Judging from the words of the person just now, the shopkeeper of this inn is probably Fang La's informant, so it will definitely be dangerous to stay any longer!

After all, Jiankang Mansion is also the capital of Gangnam East Road, and the roads in the city are still relatively wide, and the horse-drawn carriages walking on the road are not slower than they were in Tokyo.

After half an hour, after turning around the city for most of the time, Dong Ping chose an inn near the east gate, so that if something happened, it was convenient to leave the city immediately.

After letting Sun Li and the others stay in the inn to take care of the unconscious Cheng Wan'er, Dong Ping still decided to follow Liu Yun to An Daoquan's medical center.

Walking on the road was a little boring, Dong Ping simply opened the system, ready to see if he could find some information about Fang La.

Sure enough, the column of characters was shining with a brilliant golden light.

Click in to take a look, unexpectedly entered Lin Chong's interface first, and the general's attribution said that Lin Chong is now in Erlong Mountain.

It seems that this Lin Chong has also found his future, and he will not spend a life of humiliation and burden, Dong Ping sighed in his heart.

However, sooner or later, he has to be persuaded to come under his command, after all, Erlong Mountain is not a place to stay for a long time, and Wu Song and a few people are all one of the few heroes in the Water Margin, and they should also be allowed to embark on a road to leave a name in history.

These heroes should follow their own careers, not live in the mountains for the rest of their lives!

After thinking about it, Dong Ping opened Fang La's information again.

I was disappointed that there was no useful information in the system's database, which was not much better than the records of Fang Lai on the Water Margin!

"This can't save me snacks!" Dong Ping scolded in his heart and simply quit the system.

Feeling the gentle breeze blowing on your face, bathing in the warm winter sun, walking in this ancient city in the 12th century, you can experience the simple architectural style and the customs and customs of thousands of years ago, and the body roams here, as if you can feel the baptism of the soul.

All this made Dong Ping's mood feel more comfortable!