Wang Daoren said goodbye and left, leaving Hou Yu, the inner ghost, worried in his heart, and sent things to Liuyang, how could it be such a coincidence?

Thinking about it, it seems that I am thinking a little too much? The only connection between himself and Liuyang is the Chong Lingdao people, or is it the policy set by the gods in An, even the gods can't find out, right?

He made up his mind, this trip was a gift, and he must not take the initiative to seek to meet with the Chong Lingdao people; Besides, there is nothing to say when we meet, he is a low-ranking ghost, how can there be important news to be transmitted?

If you want to travel far, you still need to prepare a little, put some water and dried meat in your treasure gourd to change clothes; The gourd has limited space, and he has to put a spare long sword, so there is not much room for him to pretend to be idle and sundries.

Food is a must, and although there are countless horse shops on the main road, who knows if there will be accidents? He eats a lot at this stage now, and the monk can only slowly reduce his food consumption when he reaches the Bigu Realm, and only after passing through the Xuan can he completely get rid of his dependence on food, this is a process, not that you can swallow qi and drink dew.

There were twenty spirit stones in the package left for him by the royal people on horseback, which was hard currency, neither generous nor stingy, just like the functional nature of the Governor's Mansion.

He usually has to say goodbye to his friends before traveling, but he found that he didn't have a goodbye partner in Jincheng? This network is a bit narrow, and it's his own problem.

After the morning class on the second day, I rode on the road and walked away.

The weather is a little cold, the houses along the way are gradually decreasing, the farmland is increasing, there are children playing in the fields, the farmers are burning grass and lying on fertilizer, at least in the vicinity of Jincheng, a peaceful scene.

…… Seeing the year of the bamboo horse in black clothes, how to learn the grass building fairy. Jincheng's fame and fortune are not really interesting, so it is good to burn Yutian in autumn.

When the pedestrians on the road became scarce, Hou Yu began to slowly speed up, the crotch of the healthy horse whip and hooves, running faster and faster, the scenery on both sides have regressed, and the body and mind have been greatly satisfied.

Running on the road, it is really safe, although there are few people, but it is never extinct, there are always people and carriages in the sight, and at the end of the day, I have also bumped into several brothers who are also the Quanzhen Sect, although they don't know each other, but there is a sense of security.

This journey, as the royal road man said, is really not a sinister journey, the only variable is the poplar forest at the border junction.

He considered whether to go back to Liuyang and go to Jiangyou Town to see the four masters, but in the end he decided to go back on the way back, to be entrusted by others and to be loyal to his duties, which is the basic quality of a monk.

People are on the journey, morning, noon and evening three classes can not be put down, every time the hour is approaching, he will leave the road to find a remote place to exercise the qi, do not worry too much about someone will disturb when the qi is induced, although his soul is in the soul realm, but the body's perception of the outside world has not been lost.

He never rushes at night, what ability to do anything, night is a time period of frequent demon troubles, there are more mortal bandits, cultivators and scum, no one will do this business without two brushes; He has the ability to slash with thunder, but he doesn't have the ability to swing a thousand armies, so it's better to be honest.

In fact, if you are careful, you will avoid most of the unnecessary troubles, and after five days, there is no road ahead, only the vast wasteland, and the poplar forest at the end of the sight, this not wide mountain forest stretches for thousands of miles, which is the most obvious natural dividing line between the country and the peace and harmony.

On a dirt slope in the aspen forest, he met the first stranger on the trip to greet him, well, a group.

About two dozen mortals, old and young, men and women, supporting the old and the young, carrying the burden on their shoulders...... Obviously, this is not a caravan, and in the country, a real caravan is simply a quasi-army, and only such a configuration can minimize the losses they may encounter.

Such a strange combination, which appeared at the border state border, is completely out of the norm.

Slowly approaching the horse, an old man looked at him with hope, bowed deeply, and then simply lay his body on the ground,

"Shang Xiu, I want to go through the poplar forest, please go up and protect it! In return, all the possessions are at your disposal, and all the ...... All women can give ......"

Hou Yu was a little confused, "Wait, why do you have to cross the border?" If you wait for such a team, it's hard to say how many will survive after walking through the poplar forest, don't you know that there are monsters in this poplar forest? ”

The old man was hesitant, and Hou Yu was impatient, and shouted: "Tell the truth, otherwise who will help you?" Is it true that these mortal possessions can buy a monk to die for you? Return the woman, Lao Tzu took a fancy to it and grabbed it directly, and you still need to send it? ”

The old man burst into tears, "Shang Xiu, it's not that we deliberately want to deceive you, there is really a secret inside, and it is difficult to talk about it......"

Hou Yu is about to leave, this is a gesture, in fact, with his way of doing things, he has moved his compassion when he sees these people, but pity is pitiful, his own life is also very important, he can't jump into the pit without knowing the details of the truth, right?

The old man saw that he was leaving, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly spoke: "Shangxiu, we are all the family members of the criminal officials in Jincheng, because the master of the family committed crimes, corrupted the law, withheld pensions, and was beheaded in the storm, while our family members were cut off from the family and established within a time limit......

We ran all the way to get here, but we couldn't get through the poplar forest, and we couldn't get a guard......"

Hou Yu understood, this turned out to be a sin he created!

The laws of the Quanzhen Religion are harsh, and there is no mercy on some major events that may endanger the texts. This kind of secret deduction and bereavement does not sound like a big deal, and it doesn't involve much money, but it will affect the basic system of the entire Quanzhen Sect, if the lower-level Quanzhen monks know that their wives and children will be treated like this after they die in battle, who will sincerely do things for the sect?

It's okay if you don't investigate, once the matter is revealed and stabbed in front of the public, the Jincheng branch of the Quanzhen Sect that is difficult to ride a tiger can only be strict and serious!

He also heard in the city that several old cultivators in charge of the distribution of pensions in the Mushuai Mansion were involved in this matter, and they were beheaded after being found out, but what he didn't expect was that their family members were also punished and expelled from their homes.

He finally understood why Li Duwei asked him to give a birthday gift, which was not a coincidence at all, but deliberate! It's to let him see the good things he has done!

There are some things that can't be solved by being angry at the crown, if you can talk about it in private, and the Pastoral Marshal's Mansion will deal with these criminals quietly, and then compensate the victims in private, the whole thing will not spread all over the city and hurt the foundation of the Jincheng Quanzhen Sect.

He Hou Yu stabbed this matter in front of everyone in Tianxianglou, and there were foreign monks present, so he couldn't cover it, so he could only rectify it strictly and spread it throughout the state, so that it was possible to minimize the impact.

Therefore, not only those convicts were beheaded, but even the families of the convicts could not escape the pond fish, just to let the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect see that the sect will not tolerate this matter! Give a bad breath to all the disciples who have resentment in their hearts!

However, these family members have become funeral companions!

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The horse Xiao Xiao couldn't move forward, and he saw the poor side for thousands of miles. Guanshan is dead in the late autumn day, and the sound of car horns is heavy in frost. Barren bones or remnants of iron dew, swept twilight sand whirlwind when the wind is frightening. Longtou had no place to return and turned into a dark cloud.