Out of the dust road, into the inland tribe of Dajing, northwest, across the north bay of the gorge, through the Lingyun Canal, the more Dajing Imperial City to the Hetu Pavilion......

After a few days of sailing, Wu Chen said goodbye to the captain by water, and went to the nearby market to hire a carriage to continue according to the route he said.

According to Wu Chen's intentions, the Duke chose the waterway closest to Nanyouying Tianfu to dock.

Bidding farewell to the old island and entering the border barracks, and bizarrely entering the dust road controlled by the Alpha tribe, Wu Chen really entered the land territory of Dajing for the first time.

For him, it's a novelty.

The interior of Dajing was rich and healthy, and in addition to the border close to the foreign army, the subjects of Dajing could be regarded as catching up with the good times. Although there are constant wars, they cannot harm their lives in the interior.

If there is no food to worry about, you can live in harmony.

Only when there are hidden dangers can we stimulate fighting spirit.

That's at its best.

This is a place where true cultivation is truly admired, and cultivators emerge in an endless stream, and the younger generation of the world is competing with each other, challenging themselves, and promoting each other.

And the nine saints of the Nine Fields Covering the Sky are all masters of the Phaseless Realm or even the Cultivation of the First Realm, and they are a strong guarantee to resist foreign enemies and defend the national border.

Wu Chen enjoyed the scenery and humanities of Dajing Nanyou all the way, although it is a deserted border area, but in the simple and pure street houses, this long street also seems to be crowded.

Almost every house has an idol of the deity, some with shrines, some carved on the walls, and some with images of the gods posted on the double gates.

The statues are all identical, covered with brocade and covered with colors, but the hair is white, and the eyebrows are also white and flowing into the hair, and the expression is solemn and quite intimidating.

Thinking of coming to Yasukuni, he was very in awe of the gods, Wu Chen pondered.

This long street stretches out from the shore, and all kinds of street vendors are lined up one after another, opening the port to pick up ships, Chen Shi to train goods, and carts to carry the burden is not lively.

Wu Chen stopped from a stall on the side of the street and picked up a delicate small bronze mirror to look at.

The woman who set up the stall smiled and asked, "Childe wants to send his sweetheart?" This bronze mirror handle is the most beautiful, and Childe's vision is really good!"

Wu Chen smiled with her, flipped the bronze mirror over and looked at it, politely put it aside and went to wander ahead.

There is a huge inn in front, and the colorful flags are hung high in the Rifle Inn.

In the front hall of the inn, there are many people who come and go to eat and chat. Further forward of the inn, there is a teahouse built of bamboo and wood, and there are storytellers in the hall who tell stories and sell their arts, which attracts the listeners to applaud from time to time.

A clever young man outside the Rifle Inn saw Wu Chen looking here, and hurriedly greeted him: "Son, can you stay in the hotel, the small shop is the cleanest and most cost-effective inn within a radius of 100 miles......

Wu Chen interrupted him and smiled slightly, and walked towards the inn: "Serve me two side dishes and a bowl of noodles." ”

"All right!" the man laughed and called in, "a gentleman!"

Wu Chen chose the innermost part of the inn lobby and sat with his back to the wall, so that he could see the diners in the lobby clearly.

The diners in the hall came and went in all kinds of ways, and the sound of talking while eating was mixed with the shouting of running the hall and the sound of the guys reporting the accounts from time to time.

"Guest officer, two small dishes! Wait a minute!"

Soon, the guy in the store served food to Wu Chen, Wu Chen and the guy bowed their heads and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Er, is there a swordsmith shop near here?"

"Yes," Xiao Er glanced at Wu Chen and said, "But the nearest sword-casting shop is also fifty miles away." ”

"How to go?" Wu Chen raised his eyes and looked at the door of the inn and asked.

"To the east, the road is a bit complicated, and if you are not familiar with the land, it is better to hire a carriage. You report the name of the blacksmith king's swordsmith shop, and the coachmen here know it. ”

Xiao Er smiled and walked away after speaking, and Wu Chen lowered his eyelids.

At this time, a group of five big men walked into the door of the inn, and the guy at the door stepped forward to greet him, and was waved by the one who walked in front, and he was full of anger, and the guy did not come forward.

"A jar of wine, a few plates of meat, a little sharp!" shouted the big man, and the man was busy answering the seat, not wanting to cause trouble.

Wu Chen sandwiched two mouthfuls of cold dishes, feeling quite refreshed, only to feel that someone in front of him blocked some light, Wu Chen looked up, and a big man stood across his table and said, "Little brother, there is no one here, right?"

Wu Chen looked at him, it was one of the five people in the group, and he obviously couldn't do it for four people at a table.

Looking around, except for Wu Chen, who is sitting alone, only one girl sitting in the middle is single, and it is normal for this big man to come to share the table with him, Wu Chen nodded to him, and the big man pulled out the stool and sat opposite without saying a word.

At this time, a guy in the store stepped forward to serve wine and food to the big man, and compensated the big man one after another, the store is too small, so you and your brother can eat separately......

The big man smiled heartily and waved the little two away, glanced at Wu Chen's empty tea bowl on the opposite side and said, "Little brother is on the road alone?"

Wu Chen's noodles had already been cooked, and he shook his head. The big man smiled innocently, picked up the wine jug and poured wine into Wu Chen's tea bowl.

Wu Chen raised his hand and deliberately refused, but the big man was quite proud, and he had to thank him, the little brother who was sitting in the same seat. Between the two of them, Wu Chen accidentally knocked over the tea bowl and sprinkled the sleeves of the big man.

"I'm so embarrassed. Wu Chen hurriedly apologized.

"Xiao Er, take another wine bowl!" Dahan waved his hand at Wu Chen, signaling that this was not a problem.

He shouted, rolling up his wet cuffs, revealing a thick arm.

The new wine bowl was fetched, and the big man insisted on having a bowl with Wu Chen, but Wu Chen was so enthusiastic that he could only let him fill the wine bowl.

When pouring the wine, Wu Chen looked at the big man's wrist attentively, thinking in his heart, and his face was silent.

"Come, little brother, today is also a fate between you and me!" Dahan picked up the wine bowl, meaning to drink it all with Wu Chen.

This man came abruptly, poured wine abruptly, and even forced wine so abruptly.

Wu Chen had doubts in his heart, and was anxious to think about how to shirk it, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound of "popping" in the hall, focusing everyone's attention on the source of the sound.

The source of the voice was the innermost position from Wu Chen's two tables, the girl sitting alone.

She was dressed in a long cyan dress and wore a veil and hat on her head, so she couldn't see her face clearly, which was quite mysterious.

When Wu Chen saw her, he felt that this woman was outstanding and had a dusty temperament, although she was silent and deliberately sat in the innermost position, she still attracted many people around her to look sideways at her.

With the crisp sound just now, it was a woman with a veil on her face, slamming her short sword on the table, startling everyone to watch.

"That jar of wine is mine!" a crisp sound sounded.

Facing the crowd in the hall, the masked woman raised her hand and pointed directly at the wine jar held by a fellow.

This woman's voice is domineering, but it is as crisp and durable as a chime, and her onion-like fingers are very beautiful, which makes this trouble a little more graceful.

Xiao Er, who was holding the wine jar, was walking at the table of five people in Fang Cai, and just wanted to present the wine jar, he heard someone making trouble not far away, and his hand holding the wine jar trembled and shrank back, a little hesitant.

The shopkeeper had already rushed from the counter when he heard the sound, and persuaded him as he hurried away: "Don't worry, girl, your wine will be ready soon." ”

"What right away! That jar of wine is mine!" the masked woman said in a domineering voice. This sharp voice and momentum are quite different from her slender figure.

The shopkeeper had already walked up to Xiao Er, cast an inquiring look, and Xiao Er whispered in the boss's ear: "This girl doesn't order any wine at all." ”

The boss understood, looked at the sword on the table, and could only persuade: "Good talk, good talk, man, another jar of wine!" He shouted and then comforted: "Girl, your wine will come soon." ”

"Smack!"

This time, it was the woman in Tsing Yi who threw down the tea cup in her hand and choked at the shopkeeper: "Don't you understand?