Although there was a deterrent bonus from the Northlanders, that night, Pan Long and the others still didn't dare to be careless, and still arranged to take turns on duty. Han Feng and Li Qiang were on duty in the first half of the night, and Pan Long was on duty in the second half of the night.

Even if someone is on duty at night, Pan Long can't sleep well this night. When he was woken up, he felt like he had only slept for a short time, still a little sleepy.

However, he has a way to solve this problem.

When Han Feng and Li Qiang fell asleep, he got out of the car and walked around. Sure enough, it was obvious that someone was spying on them. I don't know if the villagers who worked as robbers were not dead, or were they frightened and trembling like they were facing a great enemy, and had to keep people on duty all night?

He walked and walked to the back of the carriage, blocking all prying eyes from the village with the carriage, and then smiled slightly and entered the void world of the fragments of the Shanhai Sutra.

In the world of nothingness, people are not tired, they are not sleepy, they are not hungry or thirsty, and they have no other physiological needs. But if you are tired, sleepy, hungry, and thirsty before entering this world...... That is free to decide whether the situation still exists.

Pan Long's choice, of course, was to maintain his previous tiredness.

Lying in the light white nothingness of nothingness, he closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

This time, he didn't feel the pressure of loneliness as much as he had before.

When he woke up, he didn't practice, but chose to return directly to reality.

Now he had roughly understood that he had to be restrained when using this void world, not to use it too long at a time, and not to use it too often. As it is now, it should be fine to take a break or complete your daily workout routine.

His previous strong reaction to loneliness was probably due to his lack of experience when he first used it, and he didn't take his father's teachings to heart, and he stayed in the void world for too long.

Back to reality, sure enough, the previous tiredness was gone, and the whole person was full of energy, as if he had slept well.

(No, what do you mean by "like"?) I did get a good night's sleep.) ）

Pan Long smiled and took out his own dry food.

A good night's sleep is certainly a good thing, but he's a little hungry now.

He warmed the dry food with internal force, poured some hot water from the car that had been warming the stove, and sat on the wheel of the cold night, eating and drinking leisurely.

After eating and drinking, he wandered around again.

In the village, several villagers in charge of guarding were very annoyed when they saw him look so leisurely.

"What's the matter with this guy? Duty doesn't look like a night watch...... Does he think it's playing?"

"Maybe for him, it's just play, right?"

"Even if the people of the Northland are strong, this is too arrogant!"

"Yes, he's really too arrogant! The one who was on duty at night before wasn't as arrogant as him, and he was quite honest......"

"Damn! I want to teach him a lesson!"

"Can you beat him?"

"There are so many of us!"

"And then, one escaped, and in a few months a large number of Northlanders came to kill them?"

"Damn!

"What are you talking about! Of course, it's great that there are so many people. Or, let you be one-on-one with him, do you dare?"

"X, I really don't dare ......"

These words did not reach Pan Long's ears, otherwise he would have laughed.

As we wandered, the night faded and the eastern sky began to whiten.

When the ground could already see in the distance and would not affect the road, Pan Long woke up Han Feng and Li Qiang.

Li Qiang was naturally busy feeding the horses immediately—the pack horses pulling the cart needed to be fed and rested before they could set off on the road. And Han Feng said regretfully: "I can't imagine that those villagers really didn't come to find trouble!"

Pan Long smiled and asked, "Do you really want to fight with them?"

"Yes, it's chivalrous!"

"If you are chivalrous and righteous, you don't have to target these ordinary villagers. ”

"They are also part-time robbers, and it is not too unjust to be hacked to death. ”

Before Pan Long could answer, Li Qiang had already spoken first: "Young Master Han, if it is not peaceful today, there are people like this in the countryside who have the opportunity to do business without capital and have no capital, everywhere." If you really want to cut it, I'm afraid you will cut the villagers of Great Xia and Kyushu to death. ”

Han Feng was taken aback and asked, "So many?"

"I may have estimated a little. ”

Pan Long also asked in wonder, "What does the imperial court mean?"

"The imperial court?" Li Qiang said with a sneer, "Grab the mud swallow mouth, sharpen the iron needle, scrape the gold Buddha face and search carefully, and find nothing out of nothing." Quails look for peas, herons split their legs, and mosquitoes have fat in their abdomen...... The style of the old man, the poems of the people of Zhonglu Mountain, are becoming more and more appropriate now. ”

Han Feng blinked and looked at Pan Long: Brother Long, what did he say? I don't understand.

Pan Long: What he said was the ugliness of corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

Han Feng: Thousands of miles of being an official is only for money, not making money, so what kind of official is it?

Pan Long smiled bitterly and did not answer.

Li Qiang said this poem, he naturally heard it. Before the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty, an unknown literati ridiculed current affairs and criticized the imperial court and landlords at that time for desperately searching for the people's fat and ointment. Later, this literati naturally gave his life for this poem, but this poem was passed down, and it was very liked by Emperor Jiazi of Daxia Taizu, and he added it to the textbook of official learning.

Although after the reform of official education, a lot of textbook content was deleted and a lot was added, and those poems that satirized tyrants and corrupt officials and criticized the powerful and bullies were almost completely deleted, and replaced with various poems and texts that praised the virtuous monarchs and famous ministers of the dynasties and praised the glorious and prosperous era of Great Xia, but the satirical poems and essays of the low-level literati who failed to leave their names in the historical books and biographies have already spread throughout the Great Xia and Kyushu.

Just like the emperor Jiazi back then, the literati at the bottom of Daxia liked these poems very much.

Like it...... Even Li Qiang, the driver who drove the car, could say a few songs.

Pan Long remembered that when he was studying poetry and literature in the official school, because he learned well, the old master took out a hand-copied copy of the "First Edition Textbook of the Great Xia Official School" and gave it to him as a treasure, and told him: "The stories in this book, you have to tell your children and grandchildren, and you must not let them be lost." ”

"Why?" asked Pan Long.

The old master looked up at the sky, and there were faint tears in his eyes: "Because every word in this is the blood and tears of the vast people back then!"

"The old man is unfortunate, born in today's world, and seeing the poems in this book and the scenes of the world gradually match up again, it's really ......"

The old master did not finish the passage, but waved his hand to let him go, and never mentioned it again. Until now, Pan Long doesn't know what to sigh behind "really".

Perhaps, the old master himself doesn't know, right?

Pan Long shook his head, dispelled these slightly heavy memories, and walked towards the village.

"Brother Long, what are you going to do, are you going to trouble them?" Han Feng said happily, "Count me in!"

Pan Long shook his head: "I'm going to pay." ”

"Paying for it? We didn't buy anything from them, so what do we have to pay?"

"The money for the pack of dry food. Pan Long said, "Scones are not worth a few dollars, so forget it." But those two pieces of bacon add up to four or five catties, and the meat is not cheap, and this money has to be paid. ”

"That's the protection money they gave us!" Han Feng said unhappily.

Pan Long turned his head and looked at him seriously: "Ah Feng, do you want to be a person who collects other people's protection money to live in the future?"

Han Feng pondered for a moment, and replied not very confidently: "I think...... It's okay, right? Although it doesn't seem to be very face-saving......

"I don't want to!" said Pan Long, "I don't want to be a person who grows at the weak all day long, and forces a part of their already small money to feed and drink for himself!

Seeing his resolute attitude, Han Feng pursed his lips and did not refute.

"Okay, Brother Long, whatever you say is what you say. He said with some grievances, "Then I'll go with you to see what their village looks like, and what is the difference between it and Dingfeng Town?"

When the two entered the village, they found that the villagers had treated them as beasts of the flood, and they avoided them from a distance, refusing to approach them at all.

Han Feng: Are we Northland people so face-saving?

Pan Long: Do you think this is face-saving?

Han Feng: Absolutely.

Pan Long sighed and led Han Feng to the largest house in the village.

When they arrived at the door of the house, the villagers had nowhere to hide anymore, and an old man with a white beard and hair who looked trembling greeted him tremblingly, and asked tremblingly: "May I ask the two heroes...... What are you doing?"

"We're here to pay for the bacon. Pan Long said bluntly, "How much are those two pieces of bacon?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, a little at a loss, and did not dare to answer.

"Old man, you are very brave! Brother Long asked you, how dare you not answer?" Han Feng widened his eyes and made a gesture of rolling up his sleeves and beating people.

Only then did the old man react, and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, how dare you accept the money of a good man!"

Han Feng immediately turned his anger into a laugh, and said to Pan Long: "Brother Long, he said it himself, he doesn't take money. ”

Pan Long shook his head: "Northland people only eat what their friends give. I've never been with you all my life, and to be honest, I don't want to have any friendship with you. So let's settle the accounts clearly, and don't make friends if we can solve them with money. ”

Seeing that he was resolute, the old man had no choice but to carefully report a number.

Pan Long estimated that this price was not enough for the cost.

But he didn't deliberately give more, so he paid the price the old man said, and then left with Han Feng.

He didn't want to have a relationship with these people, so why bother to give more money?

I came here to pay the money, just to show my attitude, and by the way, I felt more comfortable.

Let alone...... Don't look at these people being silent in front of him and Han Feng, as if they were very pitiful. But if you don't know what kind of face you have in front of someone who is weaker than them!

Pan Long does not have the magical powers of an immortal Buddha, and if he had, he would even interrogate the people in this village, dig out the culprit who took them to work part-time as robbers, and hang him at the gate of the village to set an example!

Back at the entrance of the village, Li Qiang had already fed the horses and was looking at this side worriedly.

Seeing them return, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "You two just ...... Is it going well?"

"Give money to others, how can it not go well!" Han Feng said with a regretful face, "It's a pity that I didn't bargain well, although the price is already quite cheap, but I think it's cheaper, maybe it's okay......"

"It's cheaper, then it's better to grab it directly!"

"Haha, that's what I said......"

After a while, the carriage was back on the road and headed south.

"Brother Qiang, if today, when real bandits are rampant, even this ordinary villager has to be a robber part-time?"

"Almost, that's what I saw anyway. ”

“...... When I went to Yizhou with my parents a few years ago, the situation wasn't so bad!"

"Young Master Pan, your martial arts are strong, let alone Ling Zun Lingtang. With your skills, which bandit dares to be presumptuous in front of you? When the Great Xia Emperor inspected the Quartet, he also saw a faction of national peace and security. ”

Pan Long sighed deeply and didn't ask anything more.

He felt that maybe there was really fate in the dark.

Otherwise, why did when he crossed into this world, it was that the imperial dynasty had reached the middle and late stages, and the signs of decay were becoming more and more apparent?

The way of the world...... The self-deprecating "traitor family" of the ancestors of the Pan family is afraid that it will really become a reality......