This is not the first time that Gray Qingyan has followed the old road down the mountain, but the Eagle Sorrow Stream that he went to last time is not more than Black Bear Ridge, and he ran from this mountain to another mountain.

And this time going down the mountain, it can really be regarded as the real society of the dungeon world that Gray Qingyan wants to get close to the real society of the copy world.

After coming down from Black Bear Ridge, Lao Dao quickly got two horses, and nothing was as convenient as a good horse outside the customs in these years.

Gray Qingyan had also ridden a horse before, and he was no stranger to this means of transportation. He thought that this time he set off on horseback to the night sea.

"Riding a horse?" Lao Dao suddenly cried and laughed: "How is it possible! How long will it take to ride?"

Gray said lightly: "Huh, but I think it's very fast to ride a horse, it's very convenient!"

"No, no, no, the night sea is thousands of miles away from the gate, and it's too late to ride a horse and wait for it to arrive. Looking at this letter, it was already written at the beginning of the year, and we got it too late.

"If you ride a horse again, I'm afraid that when you reach the ground, even the daylily will be cold. Saving people is like fighting fire, and rushing to the market is not late. We have to take a foreigner's steamer. ”

"What's that?"

"Oh, yes, you haven't seen a foreigner's steamer yet. This time, the master will open your eyes, and you can see the world. ”

After explaining to him from the old way, it left a deep impression in the heart of Gray Qingyan.

It is said that the foreigner's steamer ran fast, and he ran away without eating or drinking. That's a thousand miles in a day, eight hundred in a night, absolutely good. The bluffing gray was stunned for a moment.

However, if you want to take the steamer, you have to rush to a special station to get on the train. From this point of view, the steamer is not as convenient as riding a horse.

In the past few years of following the old way, whether it is food, clothing, or use, Gray Qingyan has never been treated badly.

In this big mountain, you can still live so leisurely. Gray Qingyan has always thought that in other places, eighty percent are richer than in the mountains.

But what he has seen and heard along the way has made Gray Qingyan quite strange: why does it seem that the living standards of those ordinary people are not very high?

Many village chiefs passing by, the villagers were yellow-skinned and ragged. In the larger counties, there are many beggars and outcasts who sell their sons and daughters.

Ash whispered a few times to ask clearly, but didn't know how to speak. Because he found that Lao Dao's face had always been unpleasant.

And Lao Dao suddenly became silent.

At first, whenever he passed there, Lao Dao would explain many local places of interest and anecdotes to Gray Qingyan. There are even a lot of natural landscapes and climatic conditions, and it makes sense to talk about it.

But when the worse and worse situation appeared in his eyes, he was in no mood to say this anymore.

Until one day, Lao Dao went out to inquire for a while and came back, and he couldn't help but explode in front of Gray Qingyan: "It turned out to be a good thing done by the old hairymen!"

After some explanation by the old way, Gray Qingyan understood the origin of what he had seen and heard on this road.

Although there has been a mess in the customs over the years, there is a time when this big handsome is on stage, and then which big handsome is on the stage. You sing and I will appear on the stage, and the trouble is black.

However, Guanwai has always been under the rule of the old marshal, and it is generally peaceful and tranquil. The life of the common people is better than that of Kannai.

But he never thought that since the old marshal was killed by the Oriental devil when he returned from the Guannai in the previous year, the young marshal took over and announced at the end of that year that the Guanwai changed banners and obeyed the central power.

The fragmentation of the country that began in the Xinhai period and the situation of endless wars for many years was finally contained.

But in the middle of last year, the young marshal suddenly announced that he wanted to reclaim the ownership of the China Eastern Railway. And the ownership of this Eastern Railway was still in the hands of the Lucia Federation at this time.

Although in recent years, Lucia's domestic political reforms have caused global shocks and many foreign powers have intervened.

But Lucia's domestic power was not overthrown, but became more and more firmly established. Therefore, the recovery of the Eastern Railway between the young marshal and Lucia led to a tragic war.

The war began in July last year and lasted until December before ending with a crushing defeat for the young marshal.

In this battle, the two sides mobilized more than 200,000 troops, and all kinds of aircraft, artillery, tanks, and warships appeared one after another, and the battle was dark.

Since it ended in a fiasco for the young marshal, the people outside the gate naturally suffered a great disaster. Many of the people I saw along the way were war refugees.

Lao Dao finally hated in front of the gray light words and said: "I think this young marshal is still too young, and he is completely in the south of the Standing Committee of the two tigers competing for the plan.

"If the old handsome is still there, how can he be so stubbornly fooled between the palms? Not to mention that there are Orientals secretly peeping on the side of the couch outside the gate. This battle was defeated and lost,

"I'm afraid it will fuel the ambitions of this generation! The death of the old handsome man before last is said to be a ghost carried out by these Orientals in private. Now that such a reality is revealed, I am afraid that one day there will be a whirlwind!"

Gray Qingyan understood that Lao Dao was naturally not worried about the status of the young marshal, but about the tens of millions of people outside the pass.

Lao Tao often hangs on his lips just one sentence: Since ancient times, the rise and fall of the people have suffered, and countless battles have been killed!

Every time he said this, Gray Qingyan didn't know how to persuade him. A lot of what he has experienced since he was a child is completely different from what Lao Dao has taught in the past few years.

The simplest thing to realize is that in the impression of gray and light-talking, nobles are high-ranking existences, that is, nobler than ordinary people.

And the children of the aristocracy are also born superior. This kind of inheritance of status is originally justified. Civilians want to get ahead, only if they succeed in cultivation.

But many things that Lao Dao taught him directly broke some of his inherent impressions. Especially in "Historical Records", there are two rebel leaders who led the crowd to raise the matter, and shouted out a sentence.

That is really deafening, and almost when he sees it, he makes Ash look stupid: Princely generals, would you rather have a kind?

For a long time, Gray Qingyan has always believed that princes and generals are passed down from generation to generation, and they are originally the rules of bloodline inheritance, which is justified!

Why did these two people shout out something that didn't seem to be the case at all?

Lao Tao often recited in front of him what "the monarch is light, the society is secondary, and the people are important", and he also said what the sages said.

Ash thought about it lightly, and he didn't remember any sages in his hometown who had said something similar.

This dungeon world is really full of all kinds of rebellious thoughts!

Just like the thinking of the old way of thinking about and worrying about the people at this time, it is even more challenging the basic concept that Gray Qingyan has lived for many years.

Many of the inherent thinking logics have been shaken and changed with the continuous learning of the old way.

Originally, I just thought that the people in the copy world would live a better life than the people in my hometown, but later I found out that this was not all the case along the way.

The people in the dungeon world are also rich and poor, high and low, but there seems to be some kind of wonderful balance.

He hasn't figured this out yet.

It wasn't until he got on the steamer and really walked on the Eastern Railway that he let go of his confusion and became amazed.

At this time, he understood what the old Tao said, the steamer can travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred at night, and walk without sleep, eating or drinking.

Ever since they got on this steamer, they have been riding day and night. I only saw the scenery on both sides of the road changing every day, and I didn't know where I had gone.

Fortunately, the old man around him is very knowledgeable, pointing and pointing along the way, and introducing him to a lot of customs and customs.

And what he saw and heard along the way also opened Ash's eyes, and the whole person felt different.

Not only have I seen a lot of sophisticated Chinese people, who are almost indistinguishable from their own family in terms of appearance, facial features and figure, but also seen Western big noses and Oriental dwarfs.

It is obvious that these people are very domineering on the steamer, completely ignoring the eyes and opinions of others. And most of the veteran Chinese people dare to be angry but dare not speak.

There were several times when Lao Dao couldn't help it, but in the end, he swallowed his anger in order not to delay the important matter of visiting his friend's house.

Because since Gray Qingyan came to the dungeon world, the first person he came into contact with was Lao Dao, and since then, he has met and interacted with all the people of Lao Dao.

He himself felt close to these people. In addition, his appearance and figure are almost the same as these people, and he has been looked down upon by foreigners as a descendant of Yan and Huang many times on the road.

Gradually, Gray Qingyan slowly recognized his identity, and he didn't have a good impression of those Oriental noses and Western dwarfs.

And Lao Dao also took advantage of these opportunities to popularize a lot of domestic history for Gray Qingyan, which has a long history, allowing him to further understand the world.

By the time they got to the end of the train, they had already entered the land of Lucia, and what was the strange name of Vladivostok.

In the end, Lao Dao said: "This place has actually been called Poseidon Wei." ”

I can't say, Lao Dao has to continue to popularize the corresponding historical knowledge to him, so that Gray Qingyan can roughly understand the relationship.

"Is this closer to the Night Sea, and what are we going to do next?"

Faced with Gray's question, Lao Dao pointed to the endless sea in the distance: "Let's go to sea by boat." From here, you can cross the ocean and go straight to Night Beach. ”

"Night beach?"

"yes. It was originally an outlet to the sea, with direct access to the sea. Let's take the waterway, and it can be regarded as worthy of its name. ”

"Oh. ”

Lao Dao moved quickly, but after staying for 2 days, he booked a ticket, and it is said that the route of the boat can go straight to the night beach.

At this time, Lao Dao remembered to ask him: "Are you seasick?"

"Huh?" Gray Qingyan had never heard of this term, and suddenly became blindfolded: "I don't know." Probably, don't get seasick! That, master, what's seasickness?"