When Liu Ruyan returned to the carriage, the carriage was empty, and a broken hemp rope lay under her feet. After seeing the situation clearly, the disciples of the Sword Sect who came from behind asked her if she wanted to chase after Qin Chuan.

She looked up at the sky, where the sun was hidden behind the clouds, and the sky was gray and seemed to rain at any moment.

"There's no need to chase it, it will be more dangerous to stay here for a moment, it's better to leave this place as soon as possible." She is not alarmist, Qin Chuan escaped, and the eyeliner hidden in the shadows was bound to contact other killers.

Instead of staying and being a hero, it's better to think about how to survive.

The climate in the mountains is changeable, and in the evening, a drizzle finally falls, and the spring cold is expected to be steep, and the wind is biting cold when it passes.

Ten miles away in the jungle, the blood of a long sword dripped down, mixed with the rain in the mud, and flowed slowly like a stream.

The raindrops fell on Qin Chuan through the clouds, and he lowered his eyes to the two corpses at his feet, until the blood on the blade of the sword was washed away by the rain, he casually pulled out a sword flower, put the long sword into the sheath, and held the edge.

Qin Chuan leaned down, searched for Wangfeng Tower's waist card from the deceased's arms, and hung it on his waist, and then, a pair of cold eyes swept over the faces of the two.

"Bone phase?" His gaze fell on the face of one of them, whose facial bones resembled his own.

Picking up a knife from the mud, Qin Chuan took the knife in his hand, cut off the man's skull entirely, wrapped it in a cloth towel, and slowly walked out of the jungle......

In the early morning of April, when the morning sun rises and everything recovers, the villagers start a busy day, and with the occasional birdsong in the woods, the small village seems extraordinarily peaceful.

Liu Ruyan and his entourage found a small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, exchanged some coarse grains and corn porridge from the peasant woman, and finally ate a hot meal, and the tiredness of the past few days was swept away at this moment.

After eating, Liu Ruyan told everyone the ins and outs of the matter, including Qin Chuan's personal grievances.

In view of the fact that the disciples from the Xuantian Sect are almost dead, they have to bother everyone to tell the sect master about this matter.

Elder Ren responded to this task on the spot: "As a Sword Sect, we should share the same hatred, and from now on, Wangfeng Tower will be our public enemy." ”

"But there's one thing I still have doubts about." She asked, "Why did Qin Chuan choose Xuantian Sect, or did he say that there was something peculiar about this Xuantian Sect?" ”

Elder Ren thought for a moment: "As a rising star, Xuantian Sect is quite powerful in Yongzhou, although the martial arts foundation of this sect is not deep, but the commercial heritage has a century-old heritage. ”

"Shang?" She remembered a village she passed by before going up the mountain, the commercial atmosphere was very strong, if Xuantian Sect was in charge of the economic lifeline of the Yongzhou area, it could be called a strong financial resource.

Liu Ruyan gradually had a clue, and asked Elder Xiang Ren again: "I don't know what industries are under the Xuantian Sect?" ”

"The old man remembered that they had a large area of fertile land in Yongshan, growing grain, sugarcane, ramie and other things, as well as lake salt." He said one after another.

Ah Lan also added: "Many of the cloth shops, inns, and medical halls here are from the Xuantian Sect. ”

Liu Ruyan wrote them down one by one.

It seems that Kyushu has changed dynasties, some people are hungry, and some people are muffled to get rich.

"There's another horse farm that you've missed!" Gesang, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly interjected.

She turned her head, "What horse farm?" ”

As a Tibetan merchant, Gesang naturally knew something, "They have a horse farm in Shayuan, and the horses they raise are supplied to various places, and they supply war horses for the current imperial court." ”

Speaking of the sand garden, Liu Ruyan has a little impression, I heard that the grass there is luxuriant, there are many lakes, for the past dynasties of the horse grazing place, the Tang Dynasty set up a horse herding supervisor here.

I see......

If the gold owner behind Wangfeng Tower has a plan, then Xuantian Sect is indeed coveted.

Everyone said a few more words one after another, and then they packed their bags and set off on the road again.

Just after they left the village, on the dirt path in the mountains, they met Dugu Yi who was in a hurry.

He nodded at the crowd, said hello, and rode away in the dust.

Liu Ruyan lifted the curtain of the car, remembering that under his seemingly old-fashioned and warm-hearted appearance, his heart was not right, and he used tricks to kill his uncle, which really responded to the sentence that knows people and knows faces.

Ah Lan was also angry: "Things started because of him, and this kid walked freely...... Why don't you run more errands, Master, and go to the Qingyan Sect to speak? ”

Elder Ren drove the horse, his eyebrows furrowed, "As a teacher, I have a little friendship with the head of the Qingyan faction, and I will give him some tips when I go back this time, so that they can have a little heart." ”

Ah Lan tilted his head and glanced at Elder Ren and grinned, "Master, a chivalrous man, admires in vain." ”

Elder Ren raised his horsewhip and said impatiently, "You bastard, try to make me some trouble!" ”

Ah Lan hurriedly let the foal jump out of the way, avoiding Elder Ren, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Master's old horse can't catch up with the apprentice's horse." ”

"Bad scoundrel!"

The other disciples of the Ming Sword Sect seemed to be accustomed to seeing this scene, and they had to ride their horses and whips to chase after the two masters and apprentices who were running ahead.

"Ah Lan, remember to turn right on the fork in the road ahead, don't go wrong!" They shouted.

Liu Ruyan looked at the chasing horses, the yellow sand was noisy, the horses' hooves were bursting, and they ran along the winding mountain road to the end. In the distance, the frightened birds flutter their wings, the water and stones are clear and clear, and above the mountains and mountains, there is the vast and boundless sky.

After a while, she withdrew her gaze and lowered the curtain with her bare hands......

At noon, when the carriage drove over a hillside, the trees next to it could be faintly seen shimmering with water.

Bai Zhi slowed down the reins, turned back and asked the car: "There is a stream in the forest, do you want to start a stove over there?" ”

They were often in a hurry, and if they couldn't find a small shop, they would choose a place with a water source to light a fire and cook, but now that they have eaten all the dry food, it seems that they have to set up a pot and get some hot rice.

The carriage drove slowly into the woods and finally stopped by the stream.

Seeing this, the others did not change Jin, Qiu Ying, and a few rangers who had no sect and no sect also turned over and dismounted, while the disciples of other sects followed the large army and continued to hurry.

When the grass is lush and fresh, Angelica takes off the reins, puts the foal to graze, and then loosens the canopy behind the car and takes out pots and pans.

The carriage is small, but it is well stocked.

Liu Ruyan hugged a pot of pots, which were full of green onions and garlic, and took a string of dried meat at will, the old bacon had been sunburned to the skin and flesh, glowing with golden oil, after she picked the onions and garlic, she went to wash the meat.

The sound of the water was murmuring, and Liu Ruyan squatted by the stream, soaking her hands in the cool flowing water, washing away the dirt on the bacon.

The water is very shallow, and from time to time a few small fish swing their tails and shuttle between the colorful pebbles.

She watched and found that although there were many fish in the water, they were only as long as a finger, but the number of small shrimp floating in the water was considerable.

It should be good to get some dried shrimp and cook porridge.

She ran back and put down the bacon, took the bamboo basket and came to the stream again, took off her shoes and socks, and stepped into the water barefoot.

The mountain stream is a bit cool, but not biting.

She walked step by step into the river, bent down, slowly sank the bamboo basket to the bottom of the water, and then swam towards the current, holding the bamboo basket and carrying shrimp.

After finishing work, she sat on the protruding rock to dry her feet, and by the way, she counted about 50 river shrimp in the basket, some large and some small, and cooked with rice porridge to add some umami.