"Brother, did you see that? There's a horse over there. Lin Hualang drank a bowl of wine to remind Liu Yong. Liu Yong looked over, the horse stopped and couldn't go, about 200 meters away from their convoy, and he couldn't see the person riding on the horse clearly. All you can see is a white horse, grazing on the side of the road with its owner.

"Didn't you come? Aren't you eating grass? How? What's strange? Liu Yong threw out several questions in a row. made Lin Hualang laugh.

"Nothing, I'm just curious about the horse." Lin Hualang said with a smile.

"It's just a white horse, what's curious." Liu Yong said.

"I want to snatch that horse." Before the end of Lin Hualang's last word was put away, he was slapped on the head by Liu Yong.

"Brother, what are you doing to beat me?" Lin Hualang covered his head.

"How did you promise me?" Liu Yong asked.

Lin Hualang smiled, picked up the wine bowl and said, "Come on, brother, let's have a drink." I'm talking about fun, and you're serious. ”

Liu Yong also smiled and drank a bowl with Lin Hualang. He and Lin Hualang ate and drank alone, and the five martial artists gathered together. The rest is just a matter of twos and threes. Two of them actually climbed into a tree on the side of the road.

Liu Yong looked at them, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, they all want to go to school in modern times. In fact, he ignored that he himself was only twenty years old. But his mentality is still the mentality of later generations. Coupled with the subtle transformation of idols, his whole body and mind are very old. Just by his actions, without his appearance, you would never think that he was only twenty years old.

However, in ancient times, twenty years old should also be the age to start a family. In ancient times, the average life expectancy was still very short.

After eating, Liu Yong ordered to be pulled. The mighty ox convoy began to continue its journey towards the west again.

Before leaving, Liu Yong also deliberately looked at the white horse in the distance, which was already standing in the middle of the road. Liu Yong felt curious in his heart, curious about the people right away. After walking for dozens of meters, I couldn't help but look back again, only to see that the white horse was also walking slowly. After a while, the white horse still walked slowly, always maintaining a fixed distance, giving people a feeling of heel. This turned Liu Yong's curiosity into wariness, but he didn't say anything, because he wasn't sure if he would follow, and besides, he only had one man and one horse to pose no threat to the convoy at all.

It remains to be seen who that man is and what he wants to do. The observation was an afternoon, and until sunset, the white horse was kept at a safe distance. At this time, Lin Hualang was also suspicious. Because no matter how slow a horse goes, it will never be slower than a fully loaded ox cart.

"Brother, I'll take a look." Lin Hualang asked Liu Yong.

"No, the road is facing the sky, and the people don't get in the way of our walking. Tell the brothers, light a few torches, and move on. I saw a mountain ahead of me, and I rested at the bottom of it tonight, and the tents were all on ox carts loaded with silk. Liu Yong was very calm.

"Well, okay." Lin Hualang answered and went. Liu Yong continued to ride his horse slowly and walked in front. Although the official roads of the Song Dynasty were all dirt roads, they were still very smooth.

According to the map, Liu Yong has already designed the route. From Meizhou to the west to Qiongzhou, and then from Qiongzhou through the fire well out of the Great Song Dynasty is Tubo. Then he found his way north. It is still safe on the road of more than 600 miles in the Great Song Dynasty, as long as it is out of the Great Song Dynasty, it is equivalent to entering the deep mountains and old forests or deserts, indicating that it has reached the most dangerous journey. And this dangerous journey is nearly 2,000 miles. When we arrive in Xining Prefecture, we can be regarded as arriving at our destination.

Therefore, Liu Yong planned to walk as slowly as possible on this road of the Song Dynasty, so as to nourish his spirit through the barbaric Tibetan realm.

The convoy traveled to the bottom of the mountain at about 20 minutes. Lin Hualang said that this mountain is called: Tiger Ridge.

"What? There are tigers in this not high mountain? Liu Yong didn't believe that a tiger could be hidden in such a dirt bag.

"There are no tigers, and there may be a few wild cats." Lin Hualang's words caused several martial artists to laugh. Liu Qiang said: "Liu Guanren, this mountain is not big, I really haven't heard of any tigers, I don't know why the ancestors took its name." Besides, there are mountains in this plain. Waiting for us to pass Qiongzhou, the mountains over there are called high. Didn't Li Bai, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, have poems about the difficulties of Shu Dao. That's the place. ”

This Liu Yong knows that it is difficult for Shu Dao to go to the sky.

"I wonder if the road over there is good?" Liu Yong hurriedly asked, don't be really difficult to get to the sky.

"Hehe, this Liu Guanren doesn't have to worry, if you go north, it will be a natural danger in the Qinling Mountains. But to the west, as long as you take a slight detour, it is still easy to walk. Liu Qiang's words relieved Liu Yong.

"That's fine. We'll rest here for the night. Set up a stove to cook first. Liu Yong gave an order, cooking for cooking, and supporting tents for tents.

Tonight, the moon and stars are bright, and the water in Simeng is murmuring not far away, and it seems like the Milky Way flowing in the sky in a trance. Liu Yong looked up at the starry sky, and the depth and vastness made him infinitely reverie. Thinking about the science fiction movies of later generations, the blood of StarCraft seems to flow in deep space.

But his enthusiasm was already surging at this time, because he was on the road to the first pot of gold in the Great Song Dynasty.

There are many people who eat fragrantly, and he ate with the five martial artists and Lin Hualang tonight.

During the meal, Liu Yong saw that a bonfire was also lit in the distance. It must have been burned by the owner of the white horse. It was clear that the owner of the white horse was following his convoy.

"Brother, take me Brother Hualang to see, what does that guy want?" Lin Hualang got up, but was pulled by Liu Yong.

"Calm, calm. I'm still the same sentence, and people don't get in the way of us, you must not be reckless. Liu Yong said.

"Brother, don't you think it's strange? If we go, he will leave, and if we stop, he will stand up. He's on horseback. Lin Hualang said.

"I think it's weird, too, but what if they're just a passer-by on the road?" Liu Yong said.

"If it's a person who is playing, I'll find out if I ask." Lin Hualang still has to go.

"Slow down, listen to the opinions of the heroes." Liu Yong still stopped Lin Hualang, what he was worried about was that he was afraid of startling the snake. Because if that person is really the target of a bandit, it is better to stabilize this person. See what he does next. If not, wouldn't it be abrupt to bother people rashly.

"Okay, what do you think, Brother Qiang?" Lin Hualang asked.

Liu Qiang groaned for a moment and said, "From the point of view of a certain family, no matter who that person is, there is no danger to us so far. I don't think it's going to alarm him just yet, and we'll see what he does next. Make another plan. ”

"Brother Qiang, do you think so too?" After Lin Hualang asked, Liu Qiang said his thoughts, and he coincided with Liu Yong.