It all seems to be over.

The villagers of Yangjiabao finally didn't have to hide anymore, and they crawled out of the robbers' den, rejoicing in their survival while curiously looking at the broken body of the flesh and blood monster bird.

The children seemed to be frightened by this tragic scene, and they burst into tears on the spot, and were carried away by their parents. The older ones even dared to go up and pick up some sticks and poke at the huge corpse to see if it would be poked and moved.

Only half of the body is left, and even the corpse with no head left, it is naturally impossible to move again.

"So, it's really over......"

The old Yang Xuan also came out, this old man with broken legs was pushed by the clansmen in a wheelchair, and he came out to collect the corpse.

And in this battle, there was only one dead.

"Cry if you want to."

With a sigh, Du Chengfeng walked to the old man's side and patted the other party's shoulder.

But the old man, who had broken his legs, shook his head firmly.

"Now is not the time to cry, the matter of Yang Jiabao still needs to be dealt with...... At present, the entire Jizhou has been beaten into a blank field, and there is no need for the villagers to return to Yangjiabao. Organize your men and go south, I don't know what you mean, strong man......"

"Me?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but start scratching his head.

Although he also had the idea of going back to the small courtyard of Yangjiabao for a while, just like Yang Xuan said, even if the statement of "fighting into white ground" is a bit exaggerated, there are indeed not many living people in Jizhou at the moment - if he wants to live back at this time, it will be a little stupid.

Don't say anything about normal life, take 10,000 steps back, and he can't even find a stall when he goes out to buy vegetables.

Is this a place where people can live?

"It doesn't seem to be so easy to live a good life."

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but have a headache.

Originally, he thought that as long as he defeated the grassland people and killed Su Xiqing, he would be able to get what he wanted and live the normal life he wanted, so he tried his best to fight the grassland people, and even fought against Su Xiqing - and now everything is finally over, and Su Xiqing is finally dead, but what about the normal life he wants?

"Hey......"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Life seems to be a person's business, but in fact, it is never a person's business.

At this moment, Du Chengfeng deeply realized this.

"I ...... too Let's go. ”

After thinking about it, Du Chengfeng still made a decision.

After all, according to the information he obtained, whether it was Su Xiqing or the Qingyang Department that he had killed, they could only be regarded as the vanguard, and the grassland royal court that really decided to invade the south was still behind - that is to say, the land of Jibei will soon become a battlefield between Mobei and Da Chen, and he will continue to stay here when he is full.

After all, he is neither a native of Mobei nor a native of Da Chen, so what are you doing here, waiting to steal the military rations on both sides?

But if you want to go south......

Du Chengfeng was a little confused for a while.

Although the direction has been determined, where can he fall in this big world?

"Where are we going?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but look at the big knife in his hand.

At this time, Yang Xuan, who was in a wheelchair, arched his hand at Du Chengfeng.

"Although the war is over, the old man still has a reluctant request...... If it is convenient for the strong man, can he go all the way and escort the villagers of Yangjiabao to Yanzhou together? ”

“…… Yanzhou? ”

Du Chengfeng thought for a moment.

Yanzhou's words, he is a little impressed, whether it is from the memory obtained when sharpening the knife, or from the mouths of the people of Jibei, he has heard of Yanzhou - in people's mouths, Yanzhou and Jibei as a border is not much different. Compared with Jibei, which is full of martial arts, Yanzhou is more peaceful and orderly, with many fertile fields and abundant products, but it is a better place to live than Jizhou.

There are many celebrities who choose to live in seclusion in Yanzhou, and there is even Ruan Shantao, a famous residence in Dachen.

And the part about this Ruan Shantao is about the information that you get when you sharpen your knife. In the information that Du Chengfeng obtained, this Ruan Shantao is not only a well-known scholar in the mouths of everyone, but also a skilled grinder - Du Chengfeng still remembers that the long knife in his hand was broken, but it was ground by the other party.

And the grinding method used by the other party, the way of grinding using the sound of reading and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, even saved him once when he faced those strange prairie dancers.

This kind of grinding is simply unheard of for him.

"That's really going to see."

Saying this, Du Chengfeng glanced at the long knife in the saddle bag and broke the horse.

If Ruan Shantao really has a better understanding of the evil spirit of swordsmen, then can this long knife and broken horse be able to rejuvenate again?

After all, the heavy knife has already ......

"That's right."

Du Chengfeng thought about it, and still handed the heavy knife in his hand to Yang Xuan.

"Although things are a little twisty and turning, no matter what, this big knife is your Yang family's ...... after all I was almost killed by the pit before, and the anger was a bit big, but now Yang Saburo has already paid for his life, so this knife should be returned to its original owner. ”

Saying this, Du Chengfeng put the big knife in Yang Xuan's hand.

But Yang Xuan didn't mean to take the knife.

Instead, he raised his head and looked at Du Chengfeng.

"Strong man."

Yang Xuan's hands trembled in the wheelchair.

"My nephew, can he be worthy of a brave word?"

“…… Deserved. ”

Facing Yang Xuan's gaze and looking at Yang Xuan's eyes, Du Chengfeng nodded after all.

"Putting aside the past for the time being, just this time, this Yang Sanlang is indeed worthy of a brave word."

"That's good, that's good......"

The old Yang Xuan was in tears.

"If there is a praise from a strong man, my nephew who is not a weapon can rest in peace......"

Saying this, Yang Xuan pushed the big knife on his knee to Du Chengfeng again.

"If you have a knife, you can take it. There is no one in my Yang clan who can use this knife, and I think it is also the fate of this knife...... Since you can use it, it is also your fate with it, so let it go with you. ”

"This ......"

Du Chengfeng hesitated for a moment, but finally took the big knife back.

After all, just like this old man Yang said, this big knife is indeed unwilling to part with him.

After all, they had fought side by side and were intimate.

"That's good."

Taking a deep breath, Du Chengfeng hung the big knife back in his saddle bag.

"Since you have agreed, then I will take San Lang away."

"Good...... Wait a minute? ”

Yang Xuan was suddenly stunned.

"Strongman, what did you just say?"

"San Lang."

Du Chengfeng patted the saddle bag.

"Since it is your Yang's treasure knife, then call it San Lang from now on."

In the saddle bag, the heavy big knife shook slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the new name given to it by Du Chengfeng.

Like Du Chengfeng, they are looking forward to the next journey.