Yan country, the people's feelings are similar to Daqin, between the two countries, there are many exchanges, history inheritance folk customs, few differences.

Due to the constant friction with the Qi State, the taxes paid in various parts of the Yan Kingdom have increased slightly, especially after the autumn, for the common people, this year's autumn wind has more Jin Ge to kill.

Fengzhou is connected with the territory of Daqin, after crossing Fengzhou, it is the territory of Daqin, the border land between the two countries, there are no mountains and rivers as a natural barrier, only the majestic and ancient city wall as a stick.

Although as a border city, Fengzhou is not as desolate and unfriendly as imagined, on the contrary, Yan and Qin often have trade contacts, and the business groups of the two countries have also established a fairly thick incense in recent years.

And Fengzhou, although there are thousands of miles of fertile fields, but it is not a granary state, but a silk state, the majority of which is monopolized by the government, a small range, controlled by local squires and tyrants, plus Fengzhou wine, such as Jiuqu wine, Wannianliu and other wines, has a long reputation between the two countries, therefore, Fengzhou is a real tax land.

The people of Fengzhou, compared with the rest of the states and counties, are naturally much more generous, but no matter how prosperous the place is, there will be poor people, and there will be beggars who will starve to death at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

The two of them and one dog entered Shangyang County, Fengzhou.

From Daqin to Yan Kingdom, Chu Nan wanted to read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and have Wei Shuang as his company, plus the wind from all sides is tight nowadays, Chu Nan has no choice but to put his elegant style aside.

Along the way, I have also heard a lot, such as many people in Xizhou, who could not find their own place in Daqin, so they came to the territory of Yan Kingdom, which is farther away from Xizhou.

Many yellow flower girls, accidentally, entered the Qinglou to pick up customers, either sold by their biological parents, or accidentally abducted by Qian Po.

And many young people either go to the homes of the rich to be current people, or they work as coolies at the docks and mines.

The market of Yan Kingdom is not good for the people of Xizhou who come from afar, but there is no way, their own family and country are ruined, in order to survive, they can only suffer more lowly, and if you calculate carefully, they are all helpless bitter tears.

After knowing this, the young heart of King Chu of Xizhou was invisibly rubbed away with many edges and corners.

In a fairly acceptable restaurant, Chu Nan and Wei Shuang sat at the same table, and the yellow dog Gengmeng was lying under the table as always, two bowls of somen noodles, a plate of beef, a plate of peanuts, and a pot of tea.

Wei Shuang looked at Chu Nan's sad appearance, and he didn't know how to comfort him, the young man's heart was pure in some things, he could only see black and white, good and evil, and couldn't see the pros and cons of power schemes.

In fact, even if the mountains and rivers of Xizhou are not broken, even if the mountains and rivers of Xizhou usher in the so-called prosperous era, most people are still suffering, but they are not as bitter as they are now.

"Let's eat first, maybe the situation in the territory of Qi is better than that in the territory of Yan Kingdom." Wei Shuang said.

Chu Nan's expression was slightly gloomy, what he has seen and heard these days is not appalling, although he has been dependent on Lao Chen since he was a child, he has suffered from white eyes, and has been targeted by many people, but when it comes to hardship, Chu Nan is only bitter in his heart, and he has not paid an unimaginable price because of a bowl of noodles.

Wei Shuang saw Chu Nan like this, so he had to move his chopsticks first.

This knot, in the young man's heart, can't be solved for a while.

It wasn't until Wei Shuang ate half a bowl of noodles that Chu Nan began to move his chopsticks, Chu Nan's eating appearance was not rude, but the eating appearance at this time was really swen, really like a reading person.

After eating, I have to continue to hurry, and I don't know how much suffering I will see along the way.

Wei Shuang said: "Sometimes it's useless to think too much, you just saw the people of Xizhou suffering, but now many people in Dongzhou and Beizhou are not much better than our Xizhou villagers." ”

Chu Nan didn't react much, he knew all these truths, but ......

After a brief response, the two of them continued on their way.

On the way, Wei Shuang said earnestly: "Now your mood is not chaotic, but it is not chaotic either, after seeing so much suffering, you are more and more aware of what Xu Yuan has done. ”

"But then again, if you can calm down and read at the moment, you will definitely be able to read many articles that you can't understand on weekdays, but unfortunately, your heart is difficult to sink."

Cultivation will always seem particularly difficult at certain times.

As the sun set, the two and a dog came to the outskirts of Shangyang County and continued to walk along the long post road.

Gradually, the mountains and fields are bleak, the world is silent, the crescent moon has not yet appeared, and in front, a stone arch bridge, the water under the bridge is murmuring, and the sound of sound is sounding in the depths of the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, there was a melodious flute sound, the rhythm was compact, implying murder, and the yellow dog Geng Meng pricked up his ears.

Wei Shuang on the side turned a blind eye, Chu Nan opened the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, his eyes were shining with golden light, staring into the distance, at the end of the field of vision, under the hillside, a carriage was surrounded.

On the carriage, an old man played the flute, four guards with knives, combined in array, the old man with the flute arched to guard the center, around, no less than twenty people, all dressed in night armor, both monks and martial artists, the two strongest cultivators, with the realm of Jindan.

Chu Nan looked carefully, the old man's clothes seemed to be blessed with brocade clothes, but in fact they were not thoughtful, but they were the battle skirts that were widely circulated in the southern plains of Xizhou.

The old man who played the flute was a native of Xizhou.

Who is in the carriage?

Chu Nan said in a condensed voice: "Look at the dress, it seems to be my fellow countryman in Xizhou, I'll go over and take a look, you are hiding in the shadows, don't show up when you have to." ”

Wei Shuang nodded indifferently, with Wei Shuang's cultivation, it could naturally be seen that the battlefield under the hillside in the distance did not need to enter in person.

Chu Nan immediately rushed to the wind, and the yellow dog Geng Meng did not turn into the golden beast body, but ran wildly on the ground, following Chu Nan closely, and his speed was not weak at all.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the lethal power in the rhythm, and the sound wave power of the Jindan powerhouse has made the creatures in a radius of ten miles far away.

However, the old man is finally old, although he has the realm of Jindan, he can't stand the passage of time, his blood is insufficient, the killing power in the rhythm is gradually weakening, and the formation composed of the four guards is precarious, like a city tower that is about to be breached.

The assassins in the night armor were not in a hurry, little by little, eating away step by step, no one knew whether the old man was pretending that his blood was insufficient, and the true yuan was not enough, the more times like this, the more cautious he been.

The old man's vicissitudes of life were full of sadness, forcibly gathering the true yuan, stabilizing the precarious situation, and knowing in his heart that he was probably going to be buried here tonight.

But even if it is death, you must find a way to fight your way out and let the people in the carriage escape.

The assassins were methodical, the offensive was endless, the four guards beside the old man, the true yuan was close to exhaustion, although there was the peak of the four realms, it was only one step away from the Jindan, even if there was a formation blessing, it could not stand the opponent's strength, and the other party still had two Jindan realm powerhouses to suppress the formation.

Suddenly, a shout broke the stalemate on the battlefield.

"The old man who plays the flute, but is he from Xizhou?" A teenager's voice came out of nowhere.

When the assassins heard this, they looked behind them at the same time, and in their field of vision, a young man in black was standing tall and tall, and his eyes were blazing, like a night king.

Just now, Chu Nan was greeting with a Xizhou accent.

After the old man who played the flute heard it, a touch of hope appeared in his eyes, and then two "yes" melodies were revealed in the flute sound.

"I didn't expect you to have reinforcements, but it's a pity, it's just a hairy young man." The Assassin leader smiled grimly.

Between the words, a step teleported to kill in front of Chu Nan, a sword stabbed surging forward, the sword was mighty, making the night shake, this sword was very fierce, it was a killing sword, at this moment, the leader knew very well, fighting with the martial arts, as quickly as possible, without delay......

Some people died, but not completely......