The city of Anyang is not big, but because Youzhou is originally home to many villages, this city is naturally conspicuous.

There are only three cities in Anyang, Lulong, Fanyang, and Youzhou, and the others are scattered all over the place.

After slapping Yang Shu with one palm, Lin Ying and the others also hurried to Anyang.

Ke Li is not very stable now, and Yang Shu, a living person, can't be carried into the city for him, which is too attention-grabbing.

In order to be safe and not expose his whereabouts during this trip, Lin Ying asked Ke Li to take Yang Shu to settle down at the post station outside the city and wait for his news.

And he took Khan Tatar into the city to inquire about the information, after all, Khan Tatar is a Saibei person, if he meets a clansman, it will be better to communicate.

After explaining some simple things to Keli, Lin Ying asked Khan Tatar to lead the horse, and the two entered Anyang City in this way.

This wall is not high, but it retains an ancient atmosphere, and the cracks and blue spots are quite obvious, and it has not been repaired for a long time.

The floor is paved with green bricks, and the intervals of each brick seem to be different, there are weeds outcropping in the cracks, and there are also tenacious flowers.

Lin Ying poked her lips, her beautiful eyes flashing quickly to observe everything around her.

Come to think of it, Anyang must not be comparable to Chang'an, Chang'an, as the national capital, standing on the city wall, has the feeling of seeing the prosperity of the world.

In terms of street scenery, the two are also very different, the market of Chang'an is almost placed at the gate of the city, and you can hear the shouting and bustling crowd when you enter the city.

The flow of people on Anyang Street is less than half that of Chang'an, and there are fewer stalls, most of which are mainly shops.

"Khan Tartar, have you ever been to Anyang?" Lin Ying looked around curiously.

Khan Tartar led the two horses and honestly followed behind the woman in Tsing Yi, "I've been here, Miss Lin Ying." ”

"Poof, don't call me girl, just call Lin Ying, okay, what's the matter!" Lin Ying couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't the Tang people pay attention to etiquette?"

"Well, forget it, forget it, whatever you want!" Lin Ying waved his hand, "What are the most crowded places around here?"

This question made this Saibei man touch his head and think for a while, brothels, gambling houses, restaurants?

Glancing at the sweat tartar who was thinking down, Lin Ying shook his head helplessly, "Where there are a lot of people, I'll go and inquire!"

"Whew, don't you go to the brothel!" Khan Tartar laughed awkwardly, looking extremely shy, completely different from the fierce folk customs of Saibei.

"Nonsense!"

"Where's the gambling house?"

"This can be considered, considered!"

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In Chishui Village, noon has arrived, and today is the day to return the fields, and the black-faced man took a large number of villagers to go down early.

After some cultivation in the morning, the meridians in Nian Xingchen's body were comfortable, the flow of qi and blood was smoother, and the old diseases on his body had not flare-up since that time.

The world is unpredictable, and he may die that day, and gathering the vast expanse as soon as possible is the best way for him now.

He had never had such a desire to live until he found a cure for Hanazaki's Yin body.

Yes, he wants that person to live, why does he want to live too?

May she be by her side for a long time!

"Nian Daxia, Nian Daxia!"

The young man is holding a bowl of black steamed buns and nibbling on them, black steamed buns are relatively easy to digest food, it is not steamed, but baked, and the production conditions are much simpler, so it has become a wartime supply food commonly used by many armies.

Because it is roasted, it is very dry and hard when you bite it, and it has an astringent bitter taste that has been smoked and roasted by fire.

These very bad-tasting steamed buns are already the high-grade food in this village, and most of the time they just drink flour soup and eat some wild vegetables.

This shout made the black steamed bun that Nian Xingchen had just swallowed stuck in his throat, the young man's face turned red instantly, he beat his chest and saw no movement, and poured a bowl of water next to him into his mouth.

The large piece of steamed bread stuck in his throat slowly swallowed, and he exhaled loudly.

Turning his head, the thin figure was the little sixth son who went to beg for land with Lin Ying yesterday, he looked panicked, and he was out of breath all the way.

"What's wrong?" Nian Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and he could be regarded as relieved, and looked up and asked Xiao Liuzi.

Xiao Liuzi danced and gestured blindly, his mouth opened and closed, and he said very quickly, "In the field, this morning, we went to the field, and someone came just now and beat us!"

Nian Xingchen asked suspiciously, "Isn't it that group of Saibei people?"

"No, no, it's from outside the village!" he said anxiously, stomping his foot.

Is it a task that Lin Ying has assigned to herself, but according to her temperament, this kind of thing is ......

Remembering that he killed the people in their village, helping them can be regarded as an apology!

Seeing Nian Xingchen sitting still for a long time, Xiao Liuzi hurriedly said: "Nian Daxia, save us, now the boss is still in a stalemate with him over there!"

"Lead the way!"

On the other side, the black-faced man stood in front of the many Chishui villagers with an iron hoe, his eyes wide and angry as he glared at the man sitting on the dirt slope.

Today they would have been very happy to get back their land, loosening the soil to prepare for the seeds in a sea of ridicule and laughter, but it was the man in black in front of them!

When this person came here, he generously threw out a sentence, "If the land is returned." ”

Not only that, but also injured several village names, and now many people in Chishui Village are standing with black-faced men, how can this be reasonable, this land is our territory!

The man in black was only wearing a black fox coat and carrying a teapot in his hand, so he sat leisurely on the dirt slope and drank tea.

Seeing that his face is square, his eyebrows are very thick, his eyes are bright, and he looks honest, I didn't expect to be so arrogant and unreasonable!

"My tea is almost cold, so many of you say I'm rude, but no one dares to step forward?" he shook the teapot he was holding and smiled contemptuously.

"Willing to gamble and lose, those who voluntarily gave us the land back!"

"Hahaha, ridiculous, in the north, only wolves will not negotiate with sheep!unless this wolf has no teeth and the sheep is lame!" He looked around at the Chishui villagers with a cold expression.

They looked at themselves with cruelty and fear, and when they looked at them, the cowardly ones simply bowed their heads.

He snorted coldly, "I don't embarrass you, get out with your things! There won't be your land here, it's still ......."

"You want to take the wolf's mouth?"

As soon as the words fell, the black-faced man gritted his teeth and roared, "Just count on these lands to live, do you want to cut off our lives?"

"What does it have to do with me if you die?"

"Folks, if you want to live, you have to have this land, I'm out of it!" Thinking of the children and his wife at home, the black-faced man made up his mind to rush forward with a hoe.

Bang——! the corners of the black-clothed man's mouth rose, and with a little force his hand, he crushed the teapot in his hand and shattered it into several pieces!

The fragments did not fall, but floated in his hands, and with a wave of his big hand, the fragments ejected out like a sharp dagger.

A fragment like a silver blade came into front of the black-faced man, he was a farmer, he had seen such a method there, and the hoe in his hand was not stable.

Nian Xingchen turned over, his eyes fixed on the fragments flying in the air, and he stepped forward, his left hand and right hand constantly intersecting to pick up one fragment after another.

With a sweep of his front feet, he spilled the fragments on the ground, and a young man in white stood in front of the black-faced man.

"Nian, Nian Daxia!" The black-faced man had weak legs, and simply threw away his hoe and sat on the ground, just now his life was really hanging by a thread!

The man in black was stunned for a moment, patted the dust behind his clothes, and jumped down the dirt slope, "Good eyesight!"

The young man was silent, he just looked back to see if the black-faced man was injured.

Seeing that Nian Xingchen ignored him, the man in black said with a wry smile: "Although you don't answer me, but looking at your skills, it should be the group of people who grabbed the land yesterday, right?"

"So what?" Nian Xingchen raised his head and looked at each other coldly, the sword behind him couldn't wait to be unsheathed.

The man in black covered his face, shook his head helplessly, and looked at Nian Xingchen with a pleading expression, "Please, can you not resist! I'm tired! I didn't enslave them, that's how the law is ......."

As he spoke, he sighed repeatedly, his body staggered, his face looked a little haggard, and he looked tired, "Trouble, I'm already very tired!"

"What are you talking about?" Nian Xingchen's first reaction was that this person didn't seem to be normal, and he was very tired, why did he come?

Wait, isn't this guy some kind of boss or something?

He carefully observed the man in front of him who was constantly complaining that he was tired, and asked directly, "Who are you?"

The man in black had been reading something in his mouth, and his eyes widened when he heard Nian Xingchen's question, and he suddenly felt like he was in good spirits.

"My name is Han Mian, and I'm a robber!" he nodded and chuckled.

What! Nian Xingchen's hands trembled, and his eyes looked directly at the person in front of him, right, he said that he was Han Mian?

Solving Han Mian is one of the purposes of your mission this time!

The person he and Lin Ying were looking for in Saibei turned out to be right in front of him, and he came to the door by himself?

Han Mian frowned, Nian Xingchen's expression told him that something was wrong, this person seemed to know himself!

"This brother, looking at you, haven't you heard of my name?"

"I've heard it!" Nian Xingchen took a deep breath and slowly said two words.

"Well, that's fine, I see that you have good skills, do you want to consider joining us?"

"Join you?"

"Join us, yes!"

"No, the purpose of my trip is to kill you!" Nian Xingchen's pale red eyes looked at Han Mian, and his hands gradually clenched.