After the incident in southern Xinjiang, Chen An didn't want to continue to stay, so he returned all the way north the next day and rushed to the bank of the Runjiang River. If you want to go down the river, take the waterway into Haizhou. In fact, this move can be said to be near and far, because Jiaolongzhai itself is on a traffic artery, although this mountain road is rugged, but it is extended in all directions, in order to connect the hub of Haizhou and Nanzhou, Nie Chong is to occupy this place to do a lot of business.

However, his trip this time was mainly to find people, and the task was secondary. It is possible to catch up with Mu Shaoping when he goes to Runjiang, but whenever there is a glimmer of opportunity, he does not want to miss it.

This trip is the return journey, and he no longer needs Zhang Xia to lead the way, and he doesn't want others to know about these things, so he found a reason to send Zhang Xia to take the mountain road into Haizhou first, and he traveled all the way by himself.

Zhang Xia was very puzzled by his decision, but although it was strange, she didn't dare to disobey Chen An's wishes. This trip to southern Xinjiang frightened her, but she couldn't wait to stay away from Chen An.

This southern Xinjiang is vast and sparsely populated, and there are few pedestrians even on official roads. Chen An hurried all the way and went straight to the mouth of the Runjiang River. At this time, he had changed into casual clothes, with arrow sleeves in his green clothes, a little less majestic and a little more refreshing. His eyebrows are exquisite, his skin is very fair because he has been wrapped in the standard of the dark division all the year round, and he rarely sees the sun, and his long hair is scattered behind him, and he is bound by a black headband, revealing a sense of relaxation. It's just that his face is a little immature, and his lips still have pale green fluff.

Chen An was in trouble when he was a child, and before he was brought into the dark division, he survived on the scraps from begging on the street, and his body was thin and weak, but he still looked weak and impassable after all these years. This extremely poor physical fitness also caused him to be difficult to achieve no matter how he cultivated, which was a congenital defect, and it was extremely difficult to remedy it. In addition, in his early years, he was eager for quick success and quick profit, and he broke his lungs, and it was even more hopeless to make progress in martial arts.

In desperation, he found another way and relied on the strange means provided by the ghost uncle to break through the shackles.

His body is now full of qi and blood, and his true qi is strong, but he still looks soft and weak on the outside. No one will doubt that it is the running hall of which wine shop and the companion of the noble son.

He ran for a day and a night, and finally arrived at the mouth of the Runjiang River, where a two-story boat was already waiting. This is the official post boat, which walks along the Runjiang River in the land of Sanzhou, for the merchants to ride, but it is necessary to pay a lot of fare.

Not everyone is a businessman who can form a caravan to walk around the country, and there are also some Chinese-funded businessmen who run one-way trading, and all the way rely on renting cars, and the carriage and horse dealers came into being. As the so-called no business is not prosperous, the imperial court is also very encouraging this, setting up more post boat ports on the roadside, and erecting bridges on the Yangtze River, in addition to strengthening the transportation in various places to facilitate governance, mostly for this purpose.

Although Chen An did not have the idea of concealing his whereabouts, he still did not want to be too ostentatious, and paid the ship fare as usual to the merchants, but there was still some time before the ship schedule, so he could only find a place to rest.

The wild land of southern Xinjiang, many inconveniences, and the villages and towns are full of tourists, Chen An doesn't care about this, he is withdrawn by nature, and he doesn't like to mix with people, so he simply galloped out of two miles to find a pleasant jungle place to camp.

This southern Xinjiang land, although the scenery is attractive, but everywhere poisonous insects, there are often barbarian haunts in the deep forests, ordinary people are walking along the avenue, where dare to come to this remote place. He is also a master of the arts, and he is not angry.

While tying the reins of the horse, he looked for dead branches and leaves to make a fire and set up a tent. Fortunately, for several days, the weather was fine, and the branches and leaves were mostly dry, which saved him a lot of trouble.

His hands were like sharp blades, and he cut down wood and cracked stones like a withered and decayed body, but in half a day, he had picked up an improvised camp.

He touched two fish from a clear stream near the camp and roasted them on the fire for dinner. This creek was also deliberately considered when he set up camp, and the topography, water source, and sunlight are indispensable for survival in the wild. One of the things that the secret agent still has to consider is concealment, but now that he is not in the mission, this can be simplified.

After eating and drinking, he walked around the camp for a too illusory spiritual step, exercised after the meal, and sprinkled a circle of pale yellow powder on his hand, and when he rested at night, he took out a piece of incense stick from the baggage and lit it in the open space outside the camp, and then walked into the tent to rest with peace of mind.

There was no word all night, accompanied by the roar of insects and beasts, Chen An slept peacefully. I went out of the tent and put out the campfire, packed up my things and went to wash in the creek beside me.

He first took a handful of cool stream water and slapped it on his face, and suddenly felt refreshed and couldn't help but be happy. Then he took another handful, brought it to his mouth, and drank it in one gulp, only to feel sweet and delicious, so he drank a few more sips and went down, and only then stopped because he felt full.

At this time, he seemed to be aware of something, and looked up at the opposite bank, and saw a barbarian girl sitting on a stone by the stream, looking at him as well.

The barbarian girl was only thirteen or fourteen years old, her facial features were delicate and her skin was as white as snow, her big eyes showed a hint of agility, her head was full of pigtails, and between the shaking of her head, her pigtails were thrown back and forth to show a bit of playfulness and childishness.

Although the climate in the southern Xinjiang is pleasant, there is still a hint of chill in the early morning in this jungle, but she is dressed coolly, which is the barbarian's unique vest corset and short-sleeved clothing, and her arms are light and youthful. The white calf under the pleated skirt was now inserted into the stream and swayed, the stream was clear, and her beautiful feet were as white as fine porcelain.

Chen An's gaze stayed on her bare feet at this time, and he only felt extremely dazzling. The two were only five or six feet away, and the girl was still in the upper reaches of Chen An, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that he had drunk the girl's footwashing water, and his mouth was quite unpleasant. wants to be angry, but he holds his own identity, thinking that he is a dignified member of the court and a people's daughter, which is too cheap.

The girl seemed to have thought of this, and spit out her tongue at Chen An, smiling sweetly apologetically. This also made Chen An not know what to do.

If most of the Central Plains women are shy to leave at this time, this barbarian girl really doesn't know how to be polite. He hesitated for a moment, then glared at her fiercely.

The barbarian girl didn't care about Chen An's murderous image, but instead crossed her legs and made a naughty splash. She had a silver bell tied to her ankle with a red rope, and between her legs she was in turmoil, the bell sounded crisply. It adds a touch of life to the jungle.

Chen An had nothing to do with her, so he could only admit that he was unlucky, and turned around and left.

When I came to the ferry, the river boat had already gathered enough boats of merchants, and the post boat lifted anchor and went all the way down the river.

The journey was boring, and Chen An had nothing to do in his room, so he began to continue to study his novel theories, and combined them with many martial arts practice routes, and continued to refine them. He has killed countless people and collected a lot of martial arts cheats, although he does not practice them all, but he still has a lot to learn from. He can be regarded as having seen and heard a lot of knowledge in the martial arts, and at this time, he has gained a lot of knowledge. Then he named it "Ten Thousand Poisons Heart Sutra", only to return to the capital and compare it with "Analysis of Five Poisons", and walk out of a road that has never been seen before.

The journey was smooth all the way, and the river boat stopped once in Lelang County, Fuzhou, and got on and off some passengers, and then went straight to Haizhou. Chen An planned that he would be able to enter the Haizhou region tomorrow, and then he would be able to reach Binxian in only two or three days after getting off the boat and riding a horse.

Late that night, Chen An still did not rest, still staring at a pile of manuscript papers, contemplating his eyebrows, planning to rely on these two or three days to deduce the specific name of the wood drug.

At this time, a strange sound of "chirping" came into his ears and pulled him out of his thoughts. A touch of green gas flashed between his eyebrows, and his heart became irritable for no reason. It is most difficult to continue when his thoughts are interrupted, I am afraid that he is about to start all over again just now, how can he not let his heart be on fire.

However, he is still reasonable, knowing that there is a lot of inconvenience in this public place, and he is studying here, it is his own fault, and he has no worries about others. So he pressed his anger and forcibly put his mind on the manuscript paper in front of him.

But today, God seemed to be deliberately against him, and a strange sound of "chirping" drilled into the cabin. The murderous intent in Chen An's eyes gradually rose, and it took a long time to calm down, but he had no intention of continuing, so he pushed the door and walked out.

He wasn't a troubled person, but he really wanted to see what it was that made him so sad.

The merchants in the other rooms were also alarmed by this strange sound, but they were no more energetic than Chen An, and the bumpy waterway was really exhausting. So they heard the noise, but they ignored it, turned over and fell asleep again. The whole ship was still silent, not even a single light was on.

Chen An followed the corridor and came to the deck, only to see that the dark clouds covered the sun and the surrounding area was pitch black, and the boat was moored in the river and did not move forward. This is because the sky is too dark, the waterway is not analyzed, and the reef is not distinguished, so it is here for a night.

Chen An's face was gloomy, his eyesight was amazing, he was not affected by the darkness at all, and the surrounding scene was in full view. At this time, the entire hull deck was crawling with a black beetle, the size of a thumb, and its mouthparts were as hideous as jagged teeth. Between the collision of the carapace, there is a rustling sound, which makes the scalp tingle.

Chen Anxin knew that these things would not run to the boat for no reason, they should be driven by people, and the two whistles he heard just now should be the driving sound. However, these beetles are stacked in the east and west, and they are obviously stragglers, and the main battlefield should not be here.

"Nanyi ghost arts. Chen An muttered, stretched out his hand and took out a piece of incense, rubbed his fingers and lit it, the smoke from the burn sank strangely, and he bent his finger into the air three times in a row, and then stopped.

The smoke from the incense stick fell to the ground, and it dissipated without a trace within three feet in front of Chen An, but the black beetles on the entire ship fell to the ground one after another, and their bodies began to melt, and finally turned into a puddle of clear water and flowed into the river along the deck channel.

After doing this, Chen An came to the edge of the deck and jumped down without hesitation. He carried his light body kung fu, stretched out his feet on the surface of the water, spread his arms, and swept over a distance of more than ten zhang like a soaring water bird, and landed steadily on the shore. He looked around, looked in one direction, and flew away.

In fact, he was just depressed in his heart, and he wanted to come out to find someone who was unlucky, and it didn't matter if he couldn't find anyone, but when he recognized this Nanyi "ghost art", he couldn't help but take a look.