"The red sun is rising, and its way is bright; The river flows out of the subterranean flow, and the ocean is poured out; The hidden dragon soars into the abyss, and the scales and claws are flying; The milk tiger roars in the valley, and the beasts are terrified; The eagle falcon tries its wings, and the wind and dust are sucked up; Strange flower firstborn, the emperor; The cadres will be hairy, and there will be their mangs; The sky wears its blue, and the earth wears its yellow; Throughout the ages, there are eight wildernesses; The future is like the sea, and the future is long. Beautiful, I am young in China, and I am not old with the sky! Strong, I am a Chinese boy, and the country has no borders! Zhang Lingdao seemed to have heard these voices, and his heart was full of pride, and he shouted out this young Chinese saying at the top of the Big Buddha.

"Bang bang! Zhang Shaoxia is very literate, and his writing skills are not much worse than that of the doctor in the palace! Yan Nanfei was about to leave after conveying the news, but after hearing him say this, he looked at him with a strange expression.

Zhang Lingdao scratched his head with a little blush, "I didn't write it, I don't dare to take credit." This was done by an elder, and I just felt it on the spur of the moment. ”

Yan Nanfei smiled, "Although I don't dare to say that I am well-read, but such good articles are rare in this world!" I am a Chinese teenager, and there is no boundary with the country! For such a thing, don't be modest! ”

Zhang Lingdao looked remorseful, "It's just a poem, don't care so much, since Yan Daxia has something, then I'll go back first." ”

"It's okay, then Shaoxia, we'll have a date later!" After Yan Nanfei finished speaking, he didn't stop at all, climbed from the top of the Buddha's head to the top of the mountain, and immediately disappeared.

Zhang Lingdao also gave up his hand and left, and with a leap of his body, he jumped off the Buddha. He had seen the road clearly on the top of the Buddha's head before, and no longer went to Huaqing Temple, but directly from the path on the side, he came to the mountain road where he fought all the way.

Since it was night, and he was in a hurry, he just knew that there was a road here, but he didn't know what the road looked like or what was around it.

The time has come to the morning, and there is no trace of the bloody clothes building, and the people on the road have long since lost the solemn atmosphere before.

At the gate of Huaqing Temple, the post station, which was originally unmanned that night, also began to work, and a large number of pedestrians and caravans unloaded and rested there, and some people set off from there to transport goods to all directions.

Zhang Lingdao had already returned the horse to the monk who lent him to ride, and he didn't have the heart to hurry with light skills, so he walked slowly on the mountain road, drinking a jar of wine from the inn.

The spicy liquor flowed down his mouth, this wine was made averagely, and the degree was very low, not at all up to the level of those spirits in the previous life, but for this world, it should be a good wine.

"When, when I'm free, wouldn't it be nice to find a place where no one is making wine, using some special methods and the assistance of the system, and making some wonderful wines?" Zhang Lingdao looked at the "winemaking" option that appeared in the system, and suddenly felt that it was still very good to have such a system.

The day and night of the rivers and lakes are really not the same world, and the corpses and blood before have long disappeared on the road, I don't know if they were picked up by people or devoured by some wild beasts.

But now under this clear and clear sky, the busy and warm rivers and lakes that appear are the dream world in his mind!

Zhang Lingdao walked slowly on this mountain road, observing the crowd and cars and horses around him, and took a sip of the wine in his hand from time to time, but he felt very happy.

It didn't take long for him to come to the place where he had met the monk before, that is, the boundary where he rode to Huaqing Temple, and under the sunlight, the shadow that could have been hidden from the black-clothed man had become extremely bright, as if it was very bright.

And just when he was still enjoying the scenery around him, and by the way, remembering the scenery one by one, a guy dressed as a servant of the Meng family in front of him ran here.

He fixed his eyes and saw that this was not the Meng Yanxin who was begging for a round everywhere? Meng Huaichu has already returned, why is he still running here?

saw that Meng Yanxin also saw him on the way to run, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly sped up and ran towards him.

Zhang Lingdao didn't know this, he continued to walk towards other places, now he was not so tired, but the most tired early morning, now he was slowly recovering.

"Young man! Young man! A shout stopped him, and he hurriedly turned around, it was that Meng Yanxin, panting and following him, "Don't go, young man, my young master is invited!" ”

Zhang Lingdao stopped at this time, "Your young master, is it Meng Huaichu?" ”

He nodded, "The young master found the lady and the young lady in the east wing, and now they are sorting out the affairs of the village, so it is too late to invite you personally, please forgive me." ”

"What's that? After burying those servants, it is important to put the village in order! Zhang Lingdao said.

Meng Yanxin was out of breath, he had just been injured last night, and now although the wound is better, it is still not very good for strenuous exercise, and if he can persist until now, it can be regarded as his stamina is relatively high.

"Shaoxia, please follow me to Yunji Water Pavilion, our young master wants to thank you well." He took a few breaths before he said what he wanted to say.

"You've become like this, aren't you riding a horse?" Zhang Lingdao has some understanding of Yunji Water Pavilion, this is not a very poor Zhuangzi, but a well-known family in Jiuhuadu, how can there be no such thing as horses?

Meng Yanxin shook his head, "Although our Meng family has been ruined to this point, a few horses can still be found, but I'm not afraid of the young man passing by?" ”

He looked left and right and found that Zhang Lingdao was not riding a horse, so he continued, "But since we have found Shaoxia, then we can ride a horse, Shaoxia, please come with me." ”

He took Zhang Lingdao to a courtyard next to him, this is the courtyard where they were ambushed before, this seems to be a stronghold of the Meng family, and now at this time, it has been occupied by a large number of Meng family servants.

"Meng Yanxin? You're here with a young man? Just when the two of them came to the courtyard, an old man brought someone to greet him, and he saw Zhang Lingdao at a glance.

"I've seen the housekeeper, this is Zhang Lingdao Zhang Shaoxia." Meng Yanxin seemed to have a lot of respect for the old man in front of him, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and then explained to Zhang Lingdao, "Young man, this is our Meng family's housekeeper, Old Meng." ”

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, Shaoxia is the young master's life-saving benefactor, just call me Steward Meng." The old man looked very kind, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Zhang Lingdao's hand, which was a fierce compliment.

Zhang Lingdao shirked again and again, the old man's enthusiasm really made him a little unbearable, so he had to follow Meng Yanxin, go to the stable in the yard to lead a horse, and after saying hello to Steward Meng, he drove the horse down the mountain.