In the empty room, there was no trace of Jia Qian for a long time.

Dongfang Shiming immediately ran to the window to look down carefully, and this time he saw clearly, what was gathered in the center of the crowd was indeed the corpse of a big man with a black scarf wrapped around his head.

In other words, Jia Qian is indeed a scholar who eliminates evil?

Dongfang Shiming's heart became heavier and heavier, and the feeling of doubt made him feel that this matter was by no means simple.

There are too many doubts, if it is really Jia Qian, why is he so afraid? But if not, why did he flee in a hurry? Questions of all sizes followed, and Dongfang Shiming decided that he must make this matter clear.

With such a plan, Dongfang Shiming hurriedly returned to the room to pack his belongings and prepared to go back to the trace. He vaguely remembered that Jia Qian mentioned yesterday that he was from Fenglu County, and now he was "sent back to his hometown", so he must be going to Fenglu County at present.

After careful consideration, he hurried downstairs to find the account office to settle the accounts, and then immediately took a shortcut through the back door and followed.

Dongfang Shiming looked at the map and learned that Fenglu County was still hundreds of miles away from Jiangliang City, and Jia Qian could not rush back immediately even if he traveled day and night. And there is only one main road from Jiangliang City to Fenglu County, and according to Jia Qian's character, he probably won't take the mountain trails, so there is only one place where he can rest before tonight, that is, Zhuo Yetun, which is more than 80 miles away from Jiangliang City.

Dongfang Shiming's foot strength is faster than Jia Qian's. First, Dongfang Shiming has some martial arts, and secondly, Jia Qian is still carrying a heavy cage as a burden, although it is morning and night, but Dongfang Shiming is still sure that he can catch up with him before dark.

Galloping all the way, Dongfang Shiming chased along the road to Zhuoyetun.

Although it was daytime, there were not many pedestrians along the way. Because there are no close trade ties between the two places, Oriental Shiming is not surprised. However, the field of vision is empty, and if you catch up with Jia Qian, you can see it at a glance.

However, after chasing for a morning, Dongfang Shiming still did not see any trace of Jia Qian.

Until noon, when the sun was getting hotter, he had to rest by the bushes beside the road. After all, after a morning of hiking, fatigue is inevitable.

Leaning against the tree, Dongfang Shiming wiped the sweat from his forehead while watching the sunlight through the leaves between his fingers.

Today's weather is cloudless and sunny. He admires that Jia Qian a little now, obviously he looks weak and weak, and his ability to run away is not bad.

Dongfang Shiming didn't know when he left, so he couldn't calculate the distance between them.

He also took into account two contingencies. One is that Jia Qian really has the cultivation of a master, and there are other reasons for his previous performance, and the other is that he is willing to seek the near and far, and in order to avoid attention, he walked the mountain road. In this way, there is a reason why he can't catch up with Jia Qian.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Shiming felt a little discouraged, but he still judged that neither of these situations was too likely.

If it is the worst-case scenario, it can only be that the two of them finally meet in Fenglu County.

At this time, an old woman carrying a burden came from a distance. Dongfang Shiming thought about it again and again, and decided to inquire.

Seeing the old woman approaching, Dongfang Shiming turned over and stood up and stepped forward: "Mother-in-law, I'm sorry, I want to ask you something." ”

Hearing someone calling herself, the old woman's brown cheeks raised a little smile. She walked over with her burden on her shoulder, stood in the shade, and asked kindly, "What is the matter, young man?"

Dongfang Shiming half-bowed: "That's it, I don't know if you have seen a bookor on the road, mother-in-law, who is carrying a bookcase? ”

"Reader?" the mother-in-law thought for a moment with her chin cocked, and then said to him, "there is one, who seems to have walked in a hurry, as if he had stolen something." Boy, are you talking about him? Did he steal your stuff?"

Hearing the exact answer, Dongfang Shiming was greatly relieved, which showed that his judgment was not wrong.

He nodded again and again: "Yes, it's him, thank you mother-in-law." But he's my friend, not a thief. ”

"It's good if it's not a thief, otherwise he will come to our Zhuoyetun at night, but it will be a big deal. The old woman laughed.

Dongfang Shiming has been watching the old woman leave. Watching his mother-in-law walk away, he regained his strength and continued to chase along the road in the direction of Zhuo Yetun.

The sun moved westward, and gradually it was the afternoon, and then it was the evening. On the empty road, Dongfang Shiming chased alone, and his back was stretched longer and longer by the red sunset.

The outline of Zhuo Yetun was already faintly visible in front of the road, looming behind the windswept grassy ridge.

The red glow is purple, and the grass is gradually turning gray-brown by the twilight, which looks like another unique vitality.

Dongfang Shiming smiled bitterly as if he was self-deprecating, and he really chased for a day, and it seemed that he could only pin his hopes here.

Turning over the low grassy ridge, Dongfang Shiming finally saw this small mountain village lying in the valley.

In the twilight sky, the tranquil mountain village looks particularly clear, with faint lights flickering in the backlight of the woods and valleys. The smoke of the cooking is curling, and the smell of the farmhouse's fireworks is particularly strong. Dongfang Shiming was infected by the scene in front of him, he took a long breath, smiled and walked down the hill.

There is not even a village entrance in the mountain village, just a gathering place of many low-rise houses. Dongfang Shiming entered from the side, carefully searching for Jia Qian's traces.

After turning a few corners, Dongfang Shiming suddenly saw a figure standing in front of a farmer's house.

The man in the shadows seemed to be talking to the owner of the house, but it didn't seem to work out, and the owner of the house closed the door again. The figure looked annoyed, spun around twice, moved away and headed back to the other side of the road.

Although Dongfang Shiming couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, he could tell from the book he was carrying behind his back that ninety percent of that person was Jia Qian.

His originally extremely tired spirit suddenly lifted, and he hurriedly lifted his sore leg heels, and he would definitely not lose it this time.