Clear-eyed people know at a glance that it is not easy to mess with, and the timid have already hid on the side of the street, and along the way, except for recruiting people to take two more looks, no one really dares to step forward.

Because of the abundance of products, the rich life of the people, and the prosperity of the city, the market is bustling, but it is also busy but not chaotic, and occasionally there are errand soldiers patrolling back and forth to maintain order.

Xiling Lan looked at the scene of the peaceful and prosperous world in front of her, but recalled the situation about Suijun along the way. Maojun is surrounded by mountains on three sides, blocking the wind and sand of Mobei, a Yulong River passes through the mountains, the land is fertile, the rainfall is abundant, the climate is suitable, and the products are also very rich.

Maojun leads to Suijun only a sheep intestine winding mountain road, and a trench rope bridge, both ends of the rope bridge, there are heavy guards, if there is a change in Suijun, this side will immediately cut off the rope bridge, Yulong River and the cliffs on both sides of the ten thousand cliffs, is the best barrier.

If the people of Suijun want to enter Mao County, in addition to the official customs clearance documents and the heavy soldiers of the rope bridge, the remaining opportunity is to smuggle in. Along the Yulong River, there are countless hidden boats, which are brave and watery, will charge a lot of money to ferry people to the bottom of the cliff on the side of Maojun, as for whether these people can climb the cliff and enter Maojun smoothly, it is not their scope to worry about.

That's it, being caught by the army of Maojun is also a felony, and it is generally not a desperate outlaw who fights against the water, and will not choose this path.

The waves on the Yulong River are surging, and there are countless undercurrents under the water surface, even the most powerful boat man, crossing the river is also trembling, the head is pinned to the pants, one is not careful, just afraid of filling the stomach of the fish in the river, Rao is like this, the boat that crosses the river within a year, ten can save one, it is blessed by God and Buddha.

Maojun is adjacent to Suijun, but it seems to be two worlds.

Xiling Lan looked at Maojun so prosperous, thinking that Suijun was so bad, even if there were a few Maojun characteristics on the street, he was not in the mood to go shopping, and was about to go back to the inn, when he heard a commotion in front of him.

The guards behind him were already very discerning to investigate, and the people of Maojun around them, because of the peace of life, saw that there was a bustle, and they had already surrounded it.

Xiling blue ears and bright eyes, I have long seen that in front, from the left and right alleys poured out of two teams, one team, the horn blew so that Uri Wala shook the sky, the gongs and drums were noisy, jubilant, it was a team to welcome relatives, at the front, the groom in red rode on a tall horse, full of spirit, with a longing smirk on his face.

The other team is a white flag fluttering, paper money falling all over the sky, mourning, starting with a filial son wearing filial piety clothes and holding a spirit card, followed by a pot and crying, and the boss has a black coffin.

The two columns of teams are facing each other in the center of the street, and the groom's face on the tall horse immediately collapsed, staring at the mourning procession on the opposite side with a gloomy face. Who picked this day, and said that it was auspicious, who was lucky to go out and meet someone for funeral? Phew, go and smash that blind fortune teller's stall!

The face of the filial son at the head of the funeral team is also dark, his own father is dead, and he is a big filial son, I can't wait for everyone in the world to cry and cry my father, and I met this piece of jubilant red on the road, blowing and blowing to play a good job, especially the groom, who is really dazzling in red clothes, and is definitely blocking his father from going to the west of the immortal.

The words are not speculative for more than half a sentence, and it is needless to say that it is not pleasing to the eye, and at the first time, the groom and the filial son exchanged a lightning and thunderous look.