Four days later, Zhou Shixiang was still staying in the mountainous areas of western Guangdong, and he got lost several times during this period, which made him very impatient.

In the previous life, if you go out, railways, high-speeds, national highways, and provincial roads extend in all directions, and there are large reminder signs at each intersection, where you want to go, as long as you are literate, you will not get lost, and you will not have no way out. However, in this era, Guangdong's transportation construction was very backward, except for the official roads that connected the prefectures and counties, the rest of the roads were only a handful, and most of them were just small roads that villagers (mountain people) walked out of themselves. This trail is familiar to locals, but outsiders can't walk it, especially in the mountainous areas, and it's difficult to get out without a guide.

Last year, Li Dingguo led his troops to attack Guangzhou, and the Qing army did not dare to fight with it, so all the prefectures and counties in western Guangdong were abandoned and only defended Guangzhou. After Li Dingguo's army was defeated and Xinhui was forced to retreat, the Qing army took advantage of the situation to reoccupy most of the prefectures and counties in western Guangdong.

After passing five passes and cutting six generals, that is a story only in the novel, Zhou Shixiang is not Guan Erye, but he does not dare to walk on the official road, not to mention anything else, just the Mongolian big green horse under him can make him the target of the Qing army, and the usual question "Where did you get this horse" can make him indefensible, and he will appear on the spot.

It's hard to walk the trail, but it's safe. But safety is safety, Zhou Shixiang didn't know the way, he wandered around the mountains for two or three days and didn't know where he was, if anyone could give him a map, he couldn't wait to stick a knife in the other party's ribs.

It's not that Zhou Shixiang doesn't want to find a local to ask for directions, but there are no people in this radius of dozens of miles, and he passes by a few cottages on the way, but the village has long been abandoned, except for the barren grass or barren grass, not even a single figure can be seen. Presumably, those villagers were either killed by the soldiers or hid from the soldiers.

Since the Qing army captured Guangdong, the lives of Guangdong Province have been tragically destroyed, the provincial capital Guangzhou was slaughtered by the Qing army, and the slaughter in other places is even more innumerable.

The western part of Guangdong has repeatedly passed through the Ming and Qing dynasties, and if you take what I occupy, the place has long been ruined, and under the rampant soldiers and bandits, there are a few people who can still live and work in peace and contentment in their hometowns.

Can't find a guide, Zhou Shixiang can only helplessly grope alone, the skills he learned when he was a cavalry in his previous life have been used a lot, at least the direction will not go wrong, and he will not starve himself, snakes, rats, insects and ants have eaten a lot.

Seeing that the sun was about to go down, Zhou Shixiang wanted to find a place to rest, otherwise in the wilderness, the safety factor at night was really not high, and he did not dare to guarantee that there were no tigers or wolves in the mountains of Guangdong in this era.

Luckily, when the sun set, Zhou Shixiang found a shack where he could stay. This shack is built in a bamboo forest in the middle of the mountain, looking at it from a distance, it looks like the seclusion of the world's masters, but you can get closer to see, which is the hermitage of the world's masters, but it is a resting place for mountain people to go into the mountains to cut firewood.

The shack is extremely simple, with a bamboo frame, some grass on it, and some branches around it, so simple that it could not be more simple. There was nothing in the shed, except for a rusty iron pot that stood alone, and judging by the rust on the iron pot, it had not been used for at least a month.

After looking around carefully, Zhou Shixiang tied the big green horse to the side of the shed, and found some hay to spread in the shed, and after eating a few fruits picked on the mountain, he felt that his eyelids were sleepy, and he couldn't hold on, so he fell down and fell asleep.

This will be the end of March, the temperature in Guangdong is still very suitable, and the temperature at night is not cold, so Zhou Shixiang did not feel the chill, otherwise this night would be difficult.

At night, the mountains and forests were silent, except for the sounds of birds and unknown beasts.

Da Qingma has been following Zhou Shixiang for the past few days, in addition to eating grass or grass, he has not entered his stomach at all, and he is hungry now, but he knows that this master can't give it food now, so he lies there without squeaking.

Zhou Shixiang is indeed too tired these days, he has experienced so much, he is really exhausted, this sleep is up, but he forgets everything, only feels so comfortable.

In a daze, the big green horse outside suddenly neighed, and the vigilance of the soldier in his previous life made Zhou Shixiang wake up when he stood up, and immediately realized that there was danger, but before he could jump up from the ground, his body had already been held down, and the saber that had been placed on his right hand to take the free cloud dragon was also kicked aside.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Shixiang looked at several men with torches in front of him in surprise, some of these men were wearing nondescript Ming army uniforms, and some were dressed as civilians and hunters.

According to Zhou Shixiang, the two men are dressed in short clothes, with a face full of meat, and they don't look like good people.

"Hey, this kid still asked us who we are, and I haven't asked him who he is." A man dressed as a hunter smiled at Zhou Shi.

The man who pressed Zhou Shixiang's left hand smiled and said: "This kid has fine skin and tender meat, and he still looks like a showman. ”

The man on the side also laughed and said: "The Tartar has made a lot of money, the horse outside is a first-class Mongolian horse, I have seen it when I was with the prince before, if this horse is sold for sale, it is worth a lot of silver." ”

"Well, yes, the old thieves are short of horses, there are few Mongolian horses in the army, and if you want to see this horse, you may not be able to see what your eyes will be."

Thinking that they could exchange this Tartar spy horse and the Ming army for silver, all the men were enthusiastic.

When these men spoke, Zhou Shixiang paid attention, these people definitely didn't look like Qing soldiers, but they didn't seem to be Ming troops, I'm afraid most of them were bandits. Listening to their tone, it seemed that they had contact with the Ming army in Guangxi, and they couldn't help but want to explain that they were not spies, but were preparing to defect to the Ming army. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the men in the group of men wearing a haphazard patchwork of Ming army uniforms walked up to him and asked sharply: "You dog and Tartar spy, say, what are you doing in the mountains!" ”

Zhou Shixiang was taken aback, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "I'm not a Tartar spy, you misunderstood!" ”

"Not a spy?" The man smiled coldly, and suddenly reached out to the back of Zhou Shixiang's head, "Hmph, it's not a spy, so what is this?" ”

The man moved too fast, and when Zhou Shixiang reacted, there was a pain in the back of his head, and then a braid like a rat's tail was thrown in front of him.

Plait?!

Zhou Shixiang was shocked again, and then remembered that the original owner of the body had cut his hair, and he had patronized revenge these days, but he had left behind the notorious money rattail pigtail in his previous life.