After Wuzhi Mountain, we arrived at Yunzhou.

Yunzhou's first impression of Pan Long was heat.

It's winter and it's quite cold. If it was in the Northland, it would have already dripped into ice - this is not an exaggeration at all, in the winter of the Northland, you can really take a basin of water and splash it out, and when it falls to the ground, there are already a lot of ice beads.

The climate in Yizhou is much warmer than in the north, at least not yet. But after Wuzhi Mountain, the climate suddenly warms up, and you can understand it by looking at the clothes of pedestrians on the road.

Most of the pedestrians in Yizhou are wearing jackets, or several layers inside and outside. But Yunzhou people generally wear single clothes, at most two layers inside and outside, not more.

The advantage of thin clothes is that it is conducive to heat dissipation, and another benefit is that it is eye-catching.

Walking through the town, Pan Long saw many young men and women. Men naturally forget it, those delicate girls are wearing thin clothes, and spring appears between walking, so that he raises his eyebrows and knocks on the corners of his mouth from time to time, and feels that his trip has not been in vain.

As we all know, the climate of the land of Kyushu is colder the further north you go, and hotter the more you go south. This place is still in the north of Yunzhou, and when you get to the south of Yunzhou, I don't know what it will look like?

I remember that some Jianghu guests said that in the southernmost part of Yunzhou, the eldest girl only wears very light and thin small clothes, and even some of them have a more open personality and wear ...... Ahh

At that time, someone asked, "Hey, where have you been, why did you come back? If it were me, I would never come back in my life!"

The Jianghu guest blushed and replied, "I want to live there for the rest of my life, but my body can't bear it." ”

So there was a lot of laughter in the tavern, and the atmosphere was very happy.

Pan Long recalled the words of the Jianghu guest at that time, and imagined the scenery of southern Yunzhou, and couldn't help but smile happily.

But he laughed for a moment, and was awakened by the sound of cries and beatings.

Following the sound, I saw several strong men carrying whips and beating a middle-aged couple. The woman was weak and had been stretched to the ground and couldn't get up, but the man was still able to bear it, and was desperately dragging a young girl to prevent them from taking her away.

The girl was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and her eyebrows and eyes had just opened, but she already had a little charm. If it is in a middle school in another world, it may be called a school flower.

At the moment she was dragged by a strong man, probably about to be taken away, crying incessantly, struggling hard, but to no avail.

Next to the group, a fruit stall was smashed to pieces, and all kinds of fruits were scattered all over the ground. There were many people in the vicinity who were watching, but just pointing. Many people had indignation on their faces, but they didn't even dare to speak out loud.

Pan Long frowned.

"It seems that Yunzhou is not a paradise!"

He took a deep breath and strode over.

"Stop!" shouted angrily, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which surprised everyone.

The strong man who was dragging the girl was startled, and his hand naturally loosened. The girl immediately broke free and ran to her parents, and the family of three hugged each other, trembling.

Pan Long was even more annoyed, and looked at the strong men coldly.

If he hadn't remembered that he played the "taciturn swordsman Ah Fei", he would have wanted to lash out at these people at this moment.

But the strong men looked even more annoyed than him, and one of them standing behind him scolded: "Where did the wild seed come from!

"Fourth, make a point. Kill and throw it out to feed the wolves!"

A large man, who was extremely burly even among these strong men, suddenly laughed evilly, and came over with a thick wooden stick wrapped in iron sheets.

Pan Long frowned, feeling that the ground in Yunzhou was very different from Yizhou, but it had a bit of Yongzhou's style.

The big man walked closer, and didn't say much, picking up the iron-clad wooden stick and hitting it on the head.

The knife flashed.

Pan Long took two steps forward, dodging the blood that spurted out, and also walked past the large corpse that fell to the ground.

As soon as he drew a knife and killed someone, the surrounding spectators suddenly exclaimed, "Killed", many people fled one after another, and only a few who were brave enough remained in place, wanting to see what was going on.

Those strong men didn't expect Pan Long to kill people as soon as he made a move, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and the man in the lead couldn't help but shout: "You are really bold! Do you know who we are?"

"I was about to ask for advice. Pan Long nodded, "I don't need a name." Where do you live? How many people are there?"

His face was gloomy and murderous, and judging by his expression and tone of voice, no one could mistake him for wanting to get in touch.

"What do you mean?" the strong man's face became more and more gloomy, but there was obvious panic in his voice.

Pan Long didn't answer and continued to walk forward.

Every time he took a step forward, the strong men took a step back, and walked like this for a moment, until finally one of the strong men was impatient, and turned his head and ran away with a shout.

Like an avalanche, as soon as this man ran, several other strong men immediately fled, like a pack of rabbits that had encountered a wolf, each running faster than the other.

Pan Long didn't chase after him - looking at the unscrupulous appearance of these people, he knew that they should be quite famous in the local area. In this case, the monk can't run the temple if he can run, so it's no problem to delay a little.

He walked up to the father and daughter, and didn't ask what their names were, but looked at the mother and nodded.

Although this woman was drenched in blood, she was actually flesh wounded, and her breath was steady. As long as you use good gold sore medicine and pay attention not to get infected and suppurated, there will be no risk.

When the man saw him coming, although his face was full of fear, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. The voice sounded a little awkward, but he still understood it, nothing more than thanking Engong and the like.

Pan Long shook his head and said, "You guys move." ”

As he spoke, he took out two ingots of silver, threw them on the ground, and then turned around and pursued them in the direction in which the strong men had fled.

After this delay, those strong men had already run thirty or forty steps.

Of course, for Pan Long, this is nothing.

He didn't even need to use light skills, just two quick steps to catch up with these people.

But he did not immediately catch up with them, but followed them unhurriedly, like hanging boots, and watched them run wildly until they fled into a large manor.

(Well, here it is.) ）

Pan Long nodded in his heart and walked to the gate of the manor.

This manor occupies a huge area, and it feels larger than the Ren Mansion in Suishan County. There are stone lions on both sides of the vermilion lacquer gate, which is quite majestic. Four or five strong men were guarding the gate, and when they saw him coming, they all looked frightened.

They were not blind and deaf, even if they didn't see what happened here just now, they saw the scene of Pan Long chasing those people, and heard the news of Pan Long's murder from those people.

"Hey, boy, where are you coming from!" a big man who looked quite martial drew his big sword, shook it for a moment, and shouted with little confidence.

Pan Long didn't answer, just looked up.

There is a plaque hanging on the gate, with the words "Sun Mansion" written on it.

He nodded, and with a flash of the knife, the plaque was cut in two and fell to the ground.