Yang Lian did not move in the room, but waited. This house, which seems to have been abandoned for a long time, looks unusual to be connected to someone today, could it be that his unexpected arrival has triggered the butterfly effect? Yang Lian waited for a long time for a stick of incense, his legs were sore, and his feet were numb, so he rubbed his legs and stood up.

Just now he forced Mi Shiwei away with light language, in fact, there was a purpose, since the old slave, who is Mi Shiwei's grandfather, planned to place him here, then naturally he had his arrangements, maybe Yang Lian could find some clues here.

After making sure that no one was bothering, Yang Lian began to search the house. The room was very dark and dusty, and it was not easy for Yang Lian to find clues. He tore off a piece of cloth and bandaged his ears and nose, so that he could search for it with peace of mind.

It took more than half an hour for Yang Lian to stop searching. In the house, it is really extremely deserted, there is nothing left, come to think of it, this place is deserted, not discovered by the soldiers of the Southern Tang Dynasty, but it is very likely that the righteous soldiers felt that there was no hope of recovering the country, so they finally gave up this place. Yang Lian couldn't help but clench his fists, although he knew that he had to rely on his own strength to solve everything, but a hero with three gangs, and the great cause of restoring the country, he couldn't do it alone.

It's just that where are these righteous people in the past? Years have passed, and they may not be in Jinling, or they may have died, or they may have changed their minds. Yang Lian shook his head, stood up, and walked out of the dim little dark room.

The sunset has hung in the sky, like a blood-like light sprinkled on the streets of Jinling, in the palace city a few years ago, at the same time, those fierce and vicious courtiers forced their father to abdicate. The power of the Yang and Wu courts has decayed to the point of being slaughtered by others. And the descendants of the Yang family who were imprisoned in Hailing lived a life that was worse than death. More than ten years later, hundreds of people were all killed by Li Jing, and there was no one left!

Can their fate change? Yang Lian couldn't help but clench his fists, stepped on his shadow, took firm steps, and walked towards the edge of the Qinhuai River. He needs to settle down first and look for opportunities to build up his power step by step. Even if the road is long and difficult.

Although the prosperous Jinling is already dusk, but with the lights on, the streets have become lively, strolling on the bank of the Qinhuai River, the brothel from time to time came to sing, in the north when the war is frequent, Jinling is drunk with gold, in such an environment, the combat effectiveness of the army plummeted, it is reasonable, no wonder, the Southern Tang Dynasty attacked the Fujian State, the attack on the Chu State, and finally failed, and the gains outweighed the losses.

When Yang Lian was strolling along the Qinhuai River, there were women in the brothel from time to time who laughed: "This son, come in and play." , package you are satisfied, dissatisfied do not need money. ”

Yang Lian shook his head and continued to walk, along the way, he heard a name that many people mentioned: Zeng Yiling. It took a lot of effort for Yang Lian to remember that someone had said this when he was rescuing the county lord of Huairou. It seems that Zeng Yiling's reputation has really spread all over Jiangnan. It's just that in the depths of Yang Lian's memory, I don't remember such a famous woman at all, perhaps, she has only become famous in recent years. This kind of thought Yang Lian just passed by for a moment, and then ignored her. After all, in Yang Lian's opinion, a woman born in a brothel, even if the so-called art is not selling, how good can she be?

Yang Lian stayed in an inn on the edge of the Qinhuai River, although the inn is not big, but it is quiet, and because it is close to the Qinhuai River, the transportation is convenient, and the price is cheap. Yang Lian liked it at first sight and stopped without hesitation. I slept soundly all night, and the next morning, Yang Lian got up, got two bags from the running hall, filled half a catty of sand, tied them to my legs, and began to practice morning running and exercise.

Yang Lian originally thought that half a catty sandbag was not heavy, but he didn't expect that he just ran five and a half miles, sweating profusely, and he couldn't move a pair of legs anymore. This body is still relatively weak. Yang Lian thought about it, and continued to grit his teeth and insist, he was not a person who gave up easily.

Yang Lian wiped his sweat while running, and the morning breeze carried a faint chill, and there was no time to evaporate the sweat on Yang Lian's body. After running for another half a mile, Yang Lian slowed down, walked slowly on the edge of the Qinhuai River, and rested for a while, Yang Lian planned to go back.

At this time, a drunk man came on the side of the road, talking nonsense, Yang Lian couldn't help but look at the person twice when he heard the accent, this voice was really familiar, he was sure that he had heard this person speak a few hours ago. When I looked at it, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it turned out that this person was the one who was crazy about eating wine in the wine shop, this man from the old Fujian country, it was very interesting.

The drunk man twisted his sturdy body as he walked, and Yang Lian was very worried, would this guy fall into the Qinhuai River? Yang Lian looked at it with some concern, only then did he realize that he was too worried, the drunk man seemed to stumble when he walked, but he didn't mean to fall.

When he passed by the drunkard, he heard the drunkard's words, and he couldn't help but be stunned again. The drunk man actually wants to go to the brothel, looking for that Zeng Yiling, it seems that this Jinling's top brand is really famous, but I don't know what skills a woman who sells her art in a brothel does not sell her body have, which makes so many people fall in love? Even a man who cares about the old Fujian country can't forget it? It's really weird.

As soon as Yang Lian arrived at the door of the inn, he saw an old man pacing outside the door, and when he saw Yang Lian coming, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said, "The guest officer is back?" ”

"I'm back, my husband is waiting for me?" Yang Lian was a little strange, he was just an inconspicuous guest, how could he attract the attention of this old man? He vaguely remembered this; The old man seems to be the owner of the inn.

The old man arched his hand and said, "The guest officer, the contemptible Li Xiongxin, is the owner of this inn. ”

"So that's the case, my husband might as well say it if he has something to say." Yang Lian said bluntly.

The old man sighed and said, "The guest officer, please come here." ”

Yang Lian nodded, and the two entered the inn, and the old man led him into a private room and ordered someone to serve tea and side dishes. The old man was very hesitant, there was something unspeakable, he was rubbing his hands and laughing, and he was not in a hurry to speak.

Yang Lian became more and more strange and asked, "Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

"Alas! That's a long story, don't be in a hurry, wait for me to talk slowly. The old man frowned, looking depressed.

At this time, tea and side dishes were brought up one after another, and Yang Lian ran for six miles with sandbags tied to his legs, a little tired and hungry, and suddenly felt hungry.

"Guest, please dine." The old man said.

Yang Lian arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your hospitality." As he spoke, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and ate them. Although this inn is small, the food is good, very suitable for Yang Lian's taste, three or two to eat a fine light, when Yang Lian found out, he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly: "The kid is hungry, I hope the old man will forgive me." ”

"Hehe, it's okay, it's good to finish eating." The old man suddenly smiled very happily.

Yang Lian asked, "What's the matter with my husband?" I've eaten too, my husband should have said it, right? ”

The old man's hand holding his beard was put down, applauded, and said, "Come in." So saying, two big men came in, with hideous faces and ropes in their hands.

"Uncle, what are you?" Yang Lian felt a little bad, and stood up vigilantly, but he felt a little dizzy, not good, there was medicine in the dish, Yang Lian immediately reacted, but, he didn't know, what did this old man want to do with himself?

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "Come on, tie me up, don't let him go!" ”

The two big men were killed, and stepped forward like wolves and tigers, and tied Yang Lian firmly, Yang Lian wanted to resist, but he was dizzy, his hands were tied behind him, and he couldn't move.

"Uncle, do I owe you housing money?" Yang Lian asked calmly.

"No!" The old man replied.

"So, I once had a grudge against you?" Yang Lian asked again.

"Never." The old man replied again.

"And what do you mean by that?" Yang Lian sneered, although he was captured, he did not have the consciousness of being captured, and there was murderous aura in his eyes.

The old man glanced at Yang Lian, slowly stood up, walked in front of Yang Lian, and gave Yang Lian a slap. With a "snap" sound, blood oozed from the corner of Yang Lian's mouth.

"Just you? Delusion! The old man sneered.

"Dead old man, don't let me catch you in the future, or I'll give you a good look!" Anyway, he was beaten and beaten, and Yang Lian was not afraid at all. Although it was in ancient times, Yang Lian didn't believe that at the feet of the Son of Heaven, this dead old man would kill him, not to mention that if he had murderous intent, he would have done it a long time ago, so why wait until now?

"Your life is over like this, can you come out and arrest me again?" The old man sneered twice and rubbed his hands, although he was comfortable just now, his hands hurt.

"I tell you, you have offended people, and this life will be confessed. Hmph, something like a dog dares to offend a god-like person, it's really impatient to live. The old man scolded.

Yang Lian couldn't help but be stunned, offended a god-like person? When?

The old man waved his hand and said, "Take it away, go!" ”

The two big men escorted Yang Lian and walked out of the door, Li Xiongxin had already prepared the carriage, and the carriage trotted all the way along the Qinhuai River, and ran half a pillar of incense, and then turned around and ran towards the north of the city.

The old man looked at Yang Lian, a pair of old eyes narrowed, he seemed to see Huang Cancan's gold. In the early morning, not long after Yang Lian went out for a run, several guards in armor came to look for someone with a picture scroll in their hands.

The person on the scroll has a scar on his forehead, and he is not a good person at first glance. The old man immediately concluded that this person was either a prisoner or a family member who had escaped. He had a very good memory, and immediately thought that someone came to stay yesterday evening, and there was a scar on his face!

Therefore, the old man did not show his face, and sent several guards away with clever words, and he had already made up his mind to catch this man and send him to receive the reward. He waited for a full stick of incense at the door, and when he saw Yang Lian, he could already be sure that Yang Lian was the person on the picture scroll. Considering that this person is likely to be a vicious person, the old man took the opportunity to stabilize Yang Lian and succeeded.

Now, Yang Lian has been firmly tied up and can no longer move. The old man didn't believe that he could fly to the immortal land. Thinking of this, the old man squinted his eyes and smiled, the yellow gold was already beckoning to him.