(Thanks to Dameng, Xiaopang, every day, my heart warms)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

From Gyro Mountain to Zhimaling in Beidi County (now southeast of Huanxian County, Qingyang City, Gansu Province), the journey is more than 300 miles, and there are no cities along the way, only a few settlements. Han's father was not worried about letting these five young men and women go on the road, not to mention that there was a blind girl among them. At this time, Shi Niu had to be busy with the work in the field, and he couldn't go so far with them, Qu Liang was recuperating from his injuries, and the three Han brothers couldn't all go with them, so the work in the field was difficult for an old man and a woman to be busy?

In the end, under Zhang Fang's repeated insistence, the Han brothers also said that they would bring knives and bows on the road, and the helpless Han father had to reluctantly agree.

Early the next morning, Zhang Fang, Han Jun, Han Chong, Ah Li, and Qingyan, five young men and women, pushed a cart covered with thick grass, brought rice grain, and embarked on the eastward road under the eager eyes of the elderly, Han's father and the whole village.

Since the bloody battle of that day, for most of the month, the wind and waves have been calm, and there has been no trace of Jiao Meng and his gang, and they have obviously fled without knowing where to end. But this is thinking about the good, not afraid of 10,000, just in case. On that day, there were ten people in the gang of Ju Xin and Jiao Meng, four of whom were killed (including the two major culprits), two of whom were seriously injured, and four of them were still intact or only slightly injured. These people are always a potential threat, and who knows when they will jump out? The lost dog is also a dog, and if it is a dog, it will inevitably bite people, so it must be guarded against.

Therefore, not only Zhang Fang wore his Dragon Shadow Sword, but the Han brothers also brought their own ring-headed knives and horn bows, while Qing Yan had two ruler knives in his arms, and the leather bags full of stones were held at his waist. All weapons over three feet tall, including the swords that were released, were hidden in a special compartment at the bottom of the wheel. Maling is no better than Sanshui, that is the seat of the Northland County, and civilians are never allowed to wield blades, let alone weapons. Zhang Fang even considered whether to take out the blade before entering the city, find a hidden place to bury it, and retrieve it when he left the city.

The three-hundred-mile journey is naturally not a one-day competition, and it is necessary to stay overnight at night. In this era, of course, it cannot be compared with the convenience of later generations, what hostel hotel is not to think about, before arriving at the nearest county town 'Fangqu', if you want to not sleep in the wilderness, there are only two options: post or overnight.

The post is a transportation network set up by the Han Dynasty throughout the country, for officials to go to the post to send to the office, official document delivery, military emergency and other rest and supplementary purposes, non-officials, post pawn status do not want to live in.

The rest is to stay overnight. In this respect, the ancient times are much better than the modern ones. In modern times, do you knock on a random house and ask for a stay? It depends on whether people call 110 or 120 (direct dial to Capital Anding Hospital).

When they went out, the Han brothers also made such a plan and spent the night. But no one has walked this road, including the most knowledgeable Zhang Fang.

Zhang Fang has been to Ningxia several times, and has also been to Zhongwei to cross the Yellow River and see the desert. In fact, the centre-back is not far from here. Perhaps one day in the 21st century, in another time and space, Zhang Fang leaned on the soft seat of the long-distance bus, his eyelids half-closed, and casually glanced at the land flying by outside the car window...... However, two thousand years of vicissitudes, let alone a hurried passerby, even if it is an aboriginal who has lived here for generations, I am afraid it is completely unfamiliar.

Fortunately, the road at this time is very simple, there is only one official road that is relatively flat, and if you follow the road, you will always reach your destination. If you see a path trodden by people and animals on the side of the road, it probably means that there will be people walking here. If you want to stay overnight, please move.

At dusk, before the sun set, Zhang Fang and his entourage were lucky to find a small settlement. There are not many people in the settlement, about a dozen households, the houses are all artemisia grass as the roof, loess as the wall, and Qingxi Ju is almost the same.

When Zhang Fang motioned for Qingyan to step forward and knock on a house, the male owner was very cold, and could even be said to be numb, and he didn't hear Qingyan's words of asking for accommodation.

Seeing the face of modern people, Zhang Fang didn't mind, Ah Li also had a calm face, only Qingyan and the Han brothers were angry.

As soon as the five of them withdrew from the house, they saw a man with a wrinkled face and beard, who could not tell how old he was, walking briskly from a distance. When he saw the faces of Zhang Fang's five people, he couldn't hide his surprise and waved to Zhang Fang: "Where did the guests come from?" ”

Whether it is from the clothes or appearance, it is easy to confirm that Zhang Fang is the leader of this line, so it is natural for people to salute Zhang Fang.

Zhang Fang returned the salute: "There are five companions under it, all from Gyro Mountain, want to go to Maling, it's late, I want to borrow your place to rest for a while, I don't know ......"

The visitor smiled and said, "If the guests don't think it's rough, you can go to the old man's residence to rest...... Oh, the old man is this little Nanju Lizheng (the most basic administrator in the Qin and Han dynasties, equivalent to the village head), call me all the time. ”

Zhang Fang five people saluted and thanked them.

Zhu Yu saw Ah Li sitting on the wheel, and the two teenagers pushing, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "This little lady is not feeling well?" ”

Ah Li first shook his head, thought about it, and then nodded.

Zhang Fang explained: "Ah Li's little lady is inconvenienced, please don't mind." ”

Zhu Yu sighed, apologized to Ah Li again and again, and Ah Li also bowed his head and returned the salute.

The dwellings are not far away, but they are separated by two or three households, twenty or thirty meters apart.

"The humble house is rough, it's really ......" Zhu Yu rubbed a pair of rough hands covered with calluses, and his expression was very uneasy. He can also see that the brother and the two women in the cart are poor people who are similar to himself, and only this young man with extraordinary manners must be from an official family. In these years, silk and satin are not something that can be worn by money, and this is a real "humble house" in their own house, which is really rude.

"It's okay, my residence in Gyro Mountain is similar, I've lived there for more than a month." It is said that people are the easiest animals to adapt to the environment, and Zhang Fang lived the worst in his previous life, and he was also a canvas tent and a down sleeping bag, which was much better than the thatched adobe house that exuded an indescribable smell, but Zhang Fang completely adapted to it in just a few days...... Thanking them again and again, the five of them pushed open the gate of the courtyard made of straw and parked the car in the small courtyard.

There is an old mother in the family, plus an old wife and a young son, and there are originally two daughters, who have married in a neighboring village.

Out of politeness, Zhang Fang and the other five people entered the inner room together to visit Zhu Yan's mother.

In the dim and musty house, there was only a low couch covered with a broken straw mat, and on the couch was an old woman whose hair and teeth were about to fall out, and her eyes were gone, her cheeks were shriveled, with skin and no flesh, similar to a skeleton, and her appearance was really terrifying under the dim oil lamp.

The Han brothers are not timid people, but after just one glance, their hearts are cold, and they quickly bow their heads and dare not look again; Qingyan was calm on the surface, but judging from her constant squeezing towards Zhang Fang's side, she was obviously extremely scared; In this regard, Ah Li Ke took advantage, the so-called "ignorant are fearless", and still maintained a quiet smile; And Zhang Fang ...... As a psychiatrist, what horrible patient hasn't seen? Almost complete immunity to this aspect.

The old woman may have not seen a stranger treat her so well for a long time, let alone such a beautiful and lovely girl, and under the excitement in her heart, she couldn't help but stretch out her dry hand like a chicken claw to caress Ah Li's face......

"Ahh A scream startled both the Han brothers and Ah Li, but it was not Ah Li who screamed, but Qing Yan.

This scream also frightened the old woman to stop in a hurry, and also made Zhu Yan, who was preparing a meal with his old wife, hurriedly enter and apologized again and again. Zhang Fang and the others were very uneasy, and they were the ones who should apologize, but in this case, they didn't know what to say, so they had to come out.

The inexplicable Ah Li asked Qingyan who was helping him to walk in a low voice: "What did you just call, it scared everyone, and it was too rude." ”

Qingyan peeked at Zhang Fang and the Han brothers, didn't say anything, and said in his heart If I don't call, the scene will be even more terrifying.

Zhang Fang and his entourage went out of the house, of course, they would not go on the road empty-handed, and there were two stones of rice, an urn of pickles, and a little dried meat on the wheel. Regardless of whether you can spend the night or camp, you have to prepare your own food.

Zhu Yu wanted to entertain the distinguished guests wholeheartedly, but unfortunately the family was surrounded by walls and had a weak heart, but because of the convenience of hospitality, the family had to eat a meal of white rice. I feel ashamed, and I don't feel better because the guest laughs and says "the right should be the accommodation......

It was the end of the day (about 9 p.m.), and in this era of no entertainment, after the dinner of the ordinary farmer, there was really no other entertainment to speak of, except for the original activities at the bed.

Zhang Fang has been in this time and space for a long time, and he has basically adapted to this schedule. Of course, the so-called adaptation is not to go to bed early like most people, but to open a parchment book with four simplified characters written on the cover, "Crossing Diary".

Except for the so-called diary that was forced by the teacher to write most of the semester when he was in elementary school, Zhang Fang did not have the habit of keeping a diary in his previous life. Diaries are usually written at night to feel good, but in the previous life, Zhang Fang's nightlife can be described as colorful, where can there be a quiet time? Since coming to this plane, Zhang Fang has had so much time that he can't even find a place to squander. Especially since the soul fusion, the energy is extremely abundant, and it only takes three or four hours of sleep to be refreshed. How do you spend a lot of time? Half of it is used for exercise, savage physique; Half of it is used for reading, the spirit of civilization.

One of the purposes of Zhang Fang's visit to Maling was to get some books, and his knowledge came from later generations and was out of touch with the knowledge system of this era. He was both the most learned man of his time, and at the same time the poorest man of knowledge. This shortcoming must be made up. Before that, it is also meaningful to pass the time, consolidate your memory, record the bits and pieces of your career, and summarize the original knowledge by category.

In these years, there is no decent paper, and the official records are written on wooden and bamboo slips, Zhang Fang doesn't want to carry this kind of dozens or hundreds of catties of things with him, and he can't afford to use silk books, so he can only retreat to the next best, and use nitrate tanned sheepskin records. The pen is a brush, and the ink inkstone is also used.

Zhang Fang, like most of the flowers of the motherland, attended various interest classes when he was a child, such as calligraphy, painting, English, and martial arts...... The first two even won silver medals in the city's youth competition. Even though this was twenty years ago, and some skills were obsolete, they were still able to pick up when needed, and became more and more proficient with more time.

That handy little block may be difficult to enter the eyes of the Fang family, but it is very good to be able to write like this in a month. This parchment book is Zhang Fang's biggest secret, but Zhang Fang is not afraid to expose people, unless it is a traverser who is also from Chinese mainland, no one wants to understand this simplified character.

The walls are mottled, the oil lamps are dim, the night breeze penetrates the windows, and the light and shadow are mottled...... If there is one more silhouette of a woman standing on the screen window, it will have a bit of a chattering taste.

The Han brothers have made a sound sound, and the two girls in the east chamber have also fallen asleep early, and next to them is the old woman's room, I hope they can sleep...... Ah Li is mostly fine, it's just Qingyan, hehe......

As soon as Zhang Fang thought of this, he heard a faint whimper in his ears, intermittently, like a woman crying, like a baby crying, in this wilderness mountain village in the dead of night, it was creepy, and it was almost suspicious that he was in the ghost domain of Liaozhai.

Zhang Fang was startled, for fear of hearing it wrong, and when he listened attentively, the voice became clearer and clearer, as if coming from nearby. After being a doctor for so many years, as a person who is accustomed to seeing corpses and dealing with the most dangerous and terrifying special people in the world, Zhang Fang, a legendary creature, is not enough to frighten him.

Just as Zhang Fang threw his pen and got up, about to go out to find out, a terrified scream came from the east wing-"Ah! ”

It's Qingyan!