In the evening.

The people waiting for the prison to gather began to disperse, and the villagers began to leave in a hurry.

"Dada!"

"Stomp!"

From far and near, there was the sound of horses' hooves, accompanied by a burst of whistles.

Zhan Wuzha heard the voice, opened his eyes decisively, and secretly observed.

"Da Da!"

It's close.

I saw a group of men and horses dressed in black and cloaks rushing to the earthen city of Waiting for Prison Ji, and the steel knives were shining straight towards the baked cake shop, aiming at their suspected Wu Daotong's baked cake boss.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Zhan Wuzha was in the grove outside the Tucheng where the prisoners were gathered, because of the terrain and the dwarf nature of the Tucheng, you could see that Wu Daotong, the owner of the baked cake shop, was fighting against the Golden Dao Village, jumping around like Hanging Weiya, flying around, for a while lively, and the sound of fighting was endless.

According to legend, martial arts master Xie Yanke sent three Xuantie Orders to three friends who were kind to him, saying that as long as he found him with the Xuantie Order, he could let him help do one thing, and now two have been completed.

And the last remaining Xuantie Order was set in Tucheng, twelve miles away from the east gate of Kaifeng, and the story of Chivalry Unfolded.

It didn't take long for the killing to stop.

But it was that Wu Daotong was hit hard in the chest with both palms, and the two ribs were inserted with knives, and he fainted in an instant.

The people in Jindaozhai first searched Wu Daotong's clothes, and then began to search the baked cake shop, rummaging inside and out, searching inch by inch.

From sunset until nightfall, until nothing seemed to be found, the people of the Golden Knife Village carried away with a dead companion.

A moment later.

"Dada!"

I saw the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground again in the night, but it was two horsemen on horseback who hurried to the earthen city of waiting for the prison to gather.

These two horses are very peculiar, one is covered in black hair, the hooves of the horse are white, the other is just the opposite, and the person who drives them is also black and white, and the speed of the two horses is extremely fast.

When Zhan Wuzha first heard the sound of horses' hooves, the two horses seemed to be three or four miles west of the Tucheng Waiting Prison Gathering, and in less than three minutes, they had already arrived in the Tucheng Waiting Prison Gathering.

After a pause, the two continued to ride away from Tucheng and passed over the outskirts of Bianliang City.

"Dada!"

Listen to the sound of the horse's hooves gradually diminish and soon disappear.

"The two of them just now estimated that they were Shi Qing and Min Rou and his wife."

Zhan Wuzha didn't have time to rub it off, so he decisively ran to the earthen city of Waiting for Prison Ji, and while running, he pondered, and said in his heart: "The fight caused by the Xuantie Order, the guy who is kind to Xie Yanke can't keep the Xuantie Order, and it is estimated that there will be no good end, what is this kindness?" Or is there a grudge? ”

It's only a kilometer to the left and right.

Not for a while.

Zhan Wuzha came to the Tucheng Waiting Prison Market, looked around the baked cake shop a few times, and sure enough, he found a little beggar covered in filth, and he still had a bite of the baked cake in his hand.

"Now that you've got it, it's time to go...... Well. ”

Zhan Wuzha lightly pulled out the Xuantie Ling from the baked cake, and suddenly his heart moved, and he clicked the future stone with the appearance of a filthy little beggar with his mobile phone a few times, and took a few frontal photos with clear facial features, and then planned to modify it with a beautiful picture, and a quite perfect plan had emerged in his heart.

The little guy who was lying on the ground didn't know that the dark iron order in the baked cake was gone, but it was true, when he woke up and ate the baked cake again, his teeth would not be broken by biting the baked cake that had frozen hard overnight.

As for Wu Daotong, who had fainted to death, he fell to the side of the road, silently.

It can be said that a drink and a peck, is it not a destiny.

Afterwards.

Zhan Wuzha quickly left Tucheng to wait for the prison set, and cleaned up the footprints with the small branches he picked casually, fortunately, he was wearing a black robe bought during the day, which could blend in with the night, and would not be discovered by the people who were still hiding in the prison camp, not to mention how secretive and secretive the people in the prison were as early as the beginning of the fight.

Soon.

The earthen city of Waiting for the Prison Gathering has once again returned to its deathly calm.

Then the residents decisively packed up their belongings, closed the door, some went back to the house and fell asleep, some began to cook, and some rushed to Bianliang City to the west of Tucheng Waiting for the Prison with a salute package, and so on.

Come back to the mountains and forests where you have been before.

Phew.

The wind blew the leaves and the sound of dead branches and leaves being pressed around.

Zhan Wuzha's mind also relaxed a lot, it seemed that because he got the amulet, the anxiety and nervousness of coming to the unfamiliar environment were mostly reduced.

"Wait! Jiuyang True Scripture! ”

A thought in Zhan Wuzha's heart suddenly lit up, and it instantly shone brightly, occupying the entire mind, and it was out of control.

"Yes, I am probably in the Ming Dynasty, if I can go to Kunlun Mountain in the Western Regions, maybe after finding the Amazing God Peak, I can find the place where Zhang Wuji buried the scriptures!"

"There is also Xia Ke Island in the South China Sea, maybe I can learn the Taixuan Sutra or something."

Zhan Wuzha thought happily in his heart, and suddenly considered that this Tucheng waiting for prison is a wilderness, and the safety of his life cannot be guaranteed, if he goes to Bianliang City, there is an official government, it should be relatively safe.

In the dark night, there are clouds, there are fogs, starlight dots dot the sky, and there is moonlight that is almost full moon.

"There are so many stars in the sky, and the moon is so bright!"

Zhan Wuzha's gaze looked at the moon through the gap in the clouds, and he couldn't help but think of the poem in the quiet night, and the family and friends who were far away in the world he was in.

Long.

The moonlight shines through the pine leaves on Zhan Wuzha's body, which is extremely hazy, and there is naturally a kind of homesickness in the tranquility.

"Well, in this martial arts world, those who have achieved great success can always prolong their lives, and they still have to plan and plan."

Zhan Wuzha pondered for a while, took out the mobile phone in the chest pocket of the denim bib pants, and then turned it on, turned on the voice function, and set up a few voice passwords that made people feel very mysterious and magical when they heard it.

……

At the same time, another.

The black and white double sword Shi Qing Min Rou and his wife rode two horses with extraordinary foot strength, chasing the people and horses of the Golden Dao Village non-stop, but they speculated the departure time of the people and horses of the Golden Dao Village according to the time when Wu Dao was out of breath, which happened to respond to the old saying that the difference was thousands of miles away.

The black and white double sword Shi Qing Min Rou and his wife chased after them on horseback for more than an hour, and the people were sleepy and tired, so they rested for a while, and then got on the horse to pursue.

It's almost dawn.

Shi Qing Min Rou and his wife saw the fire on a flat field from afar, and the rivers and lakes came up and tied the horses to the trunk of a tree, and the couple used light skills to rush to the source of the fire.

Soon.

Shi Qing Min Rou and his wife performed light skills like a gust of wind and slid across the plains several miles away, and when they approached, the couple saw the people of Jindao Village surrounding more than a dozen fires, holding bowls, and eating noodles with a sigh.

"Who? What for? ”

After all, it is a plain, there is no way to hide, and the left and right are not more than fifty meters away, and it is easy to be called by the people of Jindaozhai to break their whereabouts.

I saw Shi Qing step forward and clench his fists and smile: "Isn't the owner of Anzhai here?" Is that friend here? ”

Among the people in the Golden Knife Village, there was a short old man, Zhou Mu, raised his eyes and saw that the people who came were a man and a woman, black and white, standing side by side.

Take a closer look, both of them are middle-aged, the man is handsome, the woman is elegant and elegant, her clothes are fluttering, and she has a long sword hanging from her waist.

Zhou Mu's heart froze, and then he remembered the identities of the two people, stood up straight, hugged his fists and said: "It turns out that the owner and wife of Jiangnan Xuansu Zhuang Shizhuang are here!" ”

Then he shouted loudly with his partners: "Brothers, get up and salute quickly, these two are the owners and wives of the stone village in the north and south of the mighty river. The men of the Golden Dao Village put down the bowls, stood up suddenly, bowed slightly, and clasped their fists in salute.

Zhou Mu muttered in his heart that there was no hatred in the past and no grievances in the near future, looking left and right at the plains, there was no other ambush, thinking that if those two people came to find trouble, he would not be afraid of the two of them if he had many family members.

Shi Qing Min Rou and his wife also saluted.

Not much.

The black and white double sword Shi Qing Min Rou and his wife used the rules of the rivers and lakes, saluting first and then soldiers, only Shi Qing alone convinced everyone in the Golden Dao Village by force, and even saved enough face for An Jindao, the owner of the Golden Dao Village, in a few words, and it can be said that the experience of the rivers and lakes is extremely high.

In this way, with the addition of civil and military, the sky has been bright, and even the morning sun has gradually risen.

Shi Qing Min Rou and his wife returned to the mount, untied the horse rope, mounted the horse, and the two of them directly hit the horse and rushed to Tucheng to wait for the prison set.

……

At this time.

It's about eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

The gate of Bianliang City has been opened, Zhan Wuzha also walked into the city also known as Kaifeng, the shops and restaurants on both sides of the street have opened their doors to do business, and there are also steamed buns and steamed bread and other cries for sale one after another.

Not much.

"This little brother, I heard that Bianliang's dragon beard is the best in the world, I don't know which store it is?"

Zhan Wuzha saw a young man in brown cloth with a kind face, and decisively stepped forward to ask, but he remembered that there was a description in the original book, and his original world also had dragon beard noodles, but he didn't know how the taste of the two would compare.

"This brother, it's not me who blows, Bianliang dragon beard noodles are naturally the best in the world, a pound of noodles can be pulled into several miles long, but it is continuous, and the taste is extremely beautiful......" The young man in brown cloth seemed to open the conversation, and talked endlessly about all kinds of good things in Bianliang City, what food is delicious, what jewelry is the best to give away, where is the best Qingqi qin, chess, calligraphy, painting and dance, and where is the best red kung fu.

Such and such.

The young man in the brown cloth robe spoke for half an hour.

Zhan Wuzha was not impatient, and after listening patiently, he took advantage of the other party's time to breathe a sigh of relief, and directly thanked him: "Thank you little brother for solving your doubts, I am very grateful!" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, see you later!" The young man in the brown cloth left satisfied, with a kind of chivalrous spirit of doing good deeds without leaving a name.

Zhan Wuzha said goodbye, went shopping, and after a while, he came to a restaurant, which was the restaurant with the next dragon beard noodles that day, and walked into the restaurant.