Wu Ming carried an old canvas schoolbag on his back and walked all the way east for four hours on the trail before arriving at Huangtang Village, two kilometers north of Shaxi Town, an important town east of Shangrao.

This is a three-way intersection, and the villagers in the north and the mountain village in the west have to take this road to get to the town, and they will also rest in the village shop, drink a bowl of tea and eat something to fill their stomachs, so the village also has the appearance of a small market.

Today is the day of Huangtang Village, there are a lot of people coming and going on the only stone street, most of them carry baskets or carry burdens, and the shops and stalls on both sides of the street are almost all sitting people, and the hosts and guests are harmonious, and it seems that the business is good.

Wu Ming chose a tea stall under the big tree, asked the smiling proprietress for a bowl of tea, and saw the green and steaming small rice dumplings on the bamboo steamer, and immediately became greedy, and casually asked for two to eat with relish.

Halfway through the meal, the two middle-aged guests put down their baskets and sat in, shook their heads again and again in the face of the warm greetings of the proprietress, and said angrily that when they walked out of Shaxi Town, they were looted by a group of officers and soldiers and militia members who set up cards at the entrance of the town, and half of the salt that they bought back from selling medicinal materials was snatched away.

Wu Ming was secretly vigilant after hearing this, he did not prove that there was no road, and he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of this, so he could only continue to choose to go east along the mountain path.

Wu Ming is more familiar with the counties and towns under the jurisdiction of Shangrao, although the scale of the county and town is very small now, the roads are rugged and simple, but the mountains are still those mountains, the rivers are still those rivers, the difference is only that each mountain is lush and lush, and the river is also richer and wider than in memory, as long as you continue to move forward through the Yushan realm, the front is the Zhejiang realm, and you can only be safer when you get there, no roads are stopped, at most pay a few road money, find a reasonable excuse to deal with the past, at least no one treats him as a murder suspect.

After making up his mind, Wu Ming sped up his eating, took out an ocean to pay the bill, and asked for five rice crackers in exchange for a handful of oily silver quills and copper plates from the proprietress Wu Ming put them in his pocket without counting them, and got up and left with the proprietress smiling politely.

After walking a few steps, I heard an envious discussion behind me: "I don't know which young master it is, you have money!" Drink a bowl of tea and eat two zongzi, take out an ocean, find money for him and don't count it, tsk! ”

Wu Ming was quite helpless, by this time, in addition to the silver dollar, he had not yet figured out the appearance of all kinds of silver quills and copper plates in the world, so he could only treat it as if he had not heard other people's discussions.

When he was about to walk out of the village, Wu Ming unexpectedly saw a barber shop on the left, with only one student looking like a customer getting a haircut, and there were no other customers waiting on the side. Wu Ming touched his long shawl hair covered with sweat, thinking that his student uniform and full beard were very incommensurate, he turned around and walked in.

The boss politely beckoned Wu Ming to sit down first, no longer chatting with the guests who were shaving their faces after cutting their hair, and it didn't take long for him to finish smiling and stopping, taking the three copper plates handed by the guests, and then greeting Wu Ming.

The barber, who was nearly fifty years old, asked Wu Ming to sit down: "Sir, what kind of hair shape to cut?" Why don't you have a trendy headstyle like this guest? ”

The young guest who had just finished his haircut was in front of Wu Ming, looking at the palm-sized mirror on the wall again and again, Wu Ming glanced at the green scalp around his head and the pot lid hairstyle above, and was so frightened that he refused repeatedly: "No, no!" I can't catch up with this trend, just cut it short for me, don't ask for it, don't cover your eyes in the front, don't cover your ears on both sides, and don't cover your collar in the back. ”

"So? Is the beard shaved? ”

"Shave."

"Great!"

The barber agreed, but in his heart he secretly sighed at Wu Ming's request, it was not easy to cut his hair this year, but this young master did not cut it shorter, which was somewhat of a loser.

Thinking about it, the barber still picked up the flying scissors made by the blacksmith shop in the spring breeze with a spring breeze, cut Wu Ming's hair seriously, and asked Wu Ming if he was a local while working? Wait as far as you want. Wu Ming always answered briefly and patiently, and from time to time he also asked a few words about the local area and the situation of Yushan Mountain in the east, which immediately attracted the well-informed barber to gush about it.

More than 20 minutes passed, Wu Ming stood up and looked at the palm-sized wooden-framed mirror, touched his smooth face and chin quite satisfied, and happily took out five copper plates and put them in the barber's hand, and walked out of the small shop and strode north in the barber's continuous thanks.

Walking along the unfamiliar path to the evening, Wu Ming finally came to the familiar river, this river is called Yuya River, which flows into the Xinjiang section west of Yushan County, and flows until it reaches the highest point in Shangrao and then flows into Poyang Lake.

The quaint town faintly seen in the south of the other side of the river is probably the thousand-year-old town of Hengjie Town, as long as you follow the riverside road south for about 15 kilometers, you can reach Yushan County, and after Yushan is the border of Changshan County, Zhejiang.

Wu Ming had no intention of passing by Yushan, he looked up at the gradually darkening sky, and counted on his fingers, he walked all the way up and down the mountain, and walked nearly sixty kilometers in fourteen hours, and almost all of them were mountain roads.

In this way, Wu Ming himself was a little surprised, and after resting for a while, he suddenly felt that his legs were swollen and hungry and thirsty, and he couldn't walk anymore when he sat down, so he had to stand up and continue to walk.

Didn't walk long to the flat place by the river, Wu Ming was lucky to see a small fishing boat, he loudly asked the captain to help cross the east bank, the simple captain saw that he was dressed in a student uniform, he looked tall and talented, and he spoke politely and kindly, and he was happy to rock the boat to the shore to help, and he only received Wu Ming's strength money for two copper plates when he crossed the river, and he didn't want to ask for one more.

Wu Ming watched the captain swing the boat down the river, then walked up the river bank to the side of the road, looked at the town in the south and thought about it for a long time, and continued to move along the path on the east slope after the last day, it is estimated that there must be someone in front of the mountain road, the countrymen are very simple in these years, it is no problem to talk well and ask people to spend the night, it is better than taking risks in the town, in the memory of Hengjie Town and Shaxi Town, it is a thousand-year-old town, with a large population and more prosperous, and it is not far from Shangrao, it is likely that there are officers and soldiers who were ordered to come out to set up a card check.

Walking four or five miles along the foot of the stretching Lotus Mountain, the sky became more hazy, and there was not a single family in the field of vision.

Wu Ming felt a little bitter in his heart, walked to a stream to grab water and drank violently, and raised his head before he suddenly remembered that at this time, the population was not large, and many villages were estimated to have not appeared, so he had to take a step to speed up, and secretly decided to walk a few more miles, even if there was no one at that time, he would have to find a place to deal with it overnight, fortunately, most of the snakes and scorpions had not come out at this time, and there would be no danger in camping in the wild at night.

Fortunately, a lonely house soon appeared in front of him, and Wu Ming was suddenly in good spirits, but when he arrived at the place, he found that it was a dilapidated land temple.

Wu Ming was a little disappointed, stood at the door of the temple without a door panel and thought about it for a while, but finally decided to stay, untied the schoolbag containing the box cannon and a few rice crackers, picked up the dead grass and rotten wood on the ground, took out a match from the schoolbag and lit it carefully, and then sat down with confidence.

After resting for a while, Wu Ming looked at the fire and the ground full of dust and sheep dung, and could only go out again to find a large hug of dead grass and branches, and use the light of the fire to remove a few rickety thresholds and wooden windows to prepare them, and then spread out the dead grass and lay down.

When night fell, everything was silent, and Wu Ming, who was tired all over, threw two big logs into the fire, and finally couldn't bear the drowsiness and fell asleep, and the burning flames shone on his tired face, giving him warmth and peace.

It didn't take long for several black shadows to suddenly appear, quietly touching towards the bright ruined temple in a very orderly manner, the short man in black in front of him approached the door, saw the sleeping Wu Ming clearly, heard his even and long breathing, and straightened his waist with confidence to make a gesture, and the two strong men quickly came to him, exchanged glances with each other for a moment, and then touched Wu Ming together.

The short man slowly squatted beside Wu Ming, stretched out the sharp blade in his hand, and steadily pressed on the neck of Wu Ming, who woke up: "Don't move!" If you move, you will die. ”

Wu Ming felt the coldness and tingling pain on his neck, knowing that his skin had been cut, he didn't dare to make any resistance at the moment, and watched the two men tie their legs.

"This sheep didn't panic much, and his eyes were not good, like a practicing family, you two be careful, tie his hands tightly."

The two guys quickly turned Wu Ming over and tied his hands behind his back, and the short man carefully put away the knife, picked up the schoolbag on the side and opened it, felt out the gun inside, and suddenly widened his eyes: "Authentic German-made box cannon, good thing!" This guy must have a lot of background, and there are so many oceans, damn it! Caught the Fat Sheep! ”

The two sturdy men excitedly stared at the ocean on the ground and the box cannon in the man's hand, and then looked at Wu Ming, who was lying on the ground and resigned himself to fate, his face was full of joy.

The short man thought about it and made a gesture, and a guy immediately took out a black cloth bag and put Wu Ming's head on it three times and two times.

Wu Ming was taken aback, and before he could turn over, he was hit on the head violently, and after a muffled sound, Wu Ming fainted softly.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ming slowly woke up in the severe pain and constant jolting, but he had no choice but to put a black cloth bag on his head, and he couldn't see anything, he could only judge from the hot things and pungent smell under him that he was tied to the horse's back, and the footsteps and horses' hooves from time to time were mixed together, as if he was marching on a winding mountain road.

After staying up for more than an hour, the team stopped, and there were a few shouts in front, Wu Ming heard the short man next to him respond loudly, and then the team continued to move forward, and finally stopped after going up for a while, someone came to untie the rope on Wu Ming's leg, and a big hand suddenly dragged Wu Ming off the horse, Wu Ming's shoulder hit the ground, and his head hit the hard ground, and he couldn't help but hum in a low voice.

"Hey, where did the second brother get such a long ** person? The horses were so tired that they couldn't walk. ”

The men around let out a presumptuous laugh, and before Wu Ming could slow down, several big hands had already dragged him up, and he dragged him away without saying anything, and soon entered a place with warm air and threw him down, and no one untied the rope on his hand and the cloth bag on his head for him.

Wu Ming lay on the cold ground in pain, only to feel that his hands were paralyzed and unconscious, and his whole body seemed to fall apart, every second was so long and unbearable, he was so anxious that he scolded.

But he scolded himself so much that he was exhausted and his mouth was dry, and no one paid attention to him.