Dongyang City is located in the northeast of Lujia Town, southeast of the Daxin River estuary, north of the vast alluvial plain and the northern foot of the Zhongyang Mountains, known for its magnificent landscapes and rich products. Starting from Lujia Town, riding horses along the official road, a distance of more than 400 kilometers, it only takes about a week to arrive, but Qi Lang and his party of five people in order to grasp more of the current people's situation, but whenever they encounter villages and towns, they will always stop slightly, so the time is still delayed, and they have walked for ten days.

In Qi Lang's plan, the purpose of this trip is just to find out the situation, not to say much, not to reveal his identity, and to keep a low profile as much as possible. Of course, that was just wishful thinking on his part, they didn't have the legendary magic weapon of the Invisibility Cloak, and they couldn't cut the bridge of Gurve's high nose in half, let alone let the beautiful maid wander around asking questions.

In this relatively closed eastern country, the faces of barbarian devils are still a rare foreigner, although ordinary people rarely run up and shout in front of them, "Long live the great Jiang Ping brothers", they usually still cast strange eyes from afar- The gaze was either full of hatred, which was cast for Gulf, who was dressed as a rich merchant, or with some sympathy, it was for the lowly servant of Zilang, or it was very obvious fear, it was for the entourage of Ou and Joanna, two monsters who were not human beings.

Although Qi Lang had been careful to run the team, trouble eventually came its way, and this time, the blame was not on Ou U, not on Gulf, not even on the most curious Jojo - it was his own trouble. Qi Lang didn't expect this trouble to be that big, but if he was given a chance to do it all over again, he could guarantee that he would still make the same choice, because the lost memories were finally recovered because of this trouble......

The beginning of the matter appeared in the slums in the west and north of Dongyang City, and the reason why Qi Lang took those four guys to the messy shantytown was just to visit the old Mr. Sang Ming, who had a relationship.

Since this so-called republic seems to have abolished state apparatus such as the army, all villages and towns are wide open, and tourists and merchants can walk through at will, so the previous trip went extremely smoothly, and that also made Qi Lang relax his vigilance a little, not noticing that the seemingly ordinary guys dangling on the street have actually been pricking up their ears, carefully listening to the every move of all the residents.

Of course, it is also possible that Qi Lang noticed those sneaky guys, but he was sure that they didn't have any combat ability at all, so he concluded that they were some non-threatening agents. Although there were a large number of them, and they could see one or two almost every ten meters away, or pretending to ask about the price of sugar gourds, or walking towards the liquor store with soy sauce bottles, they were basically harmless in other respects except for chewing their tongues and correcting the tone of their voices when civilians shouted slogans.

Therefore, Qi Lang is still a little careless.

Mr. Sang Ming's place to live is not very easy to find, because in the slums, all the houses seem to be carved out of a mold, that is, low wooden sheds, covered with all kinds of slogans, the most common of which is "Long live the great Jiang Ping brothers", of course, there are some quite creative, "long live" will be added after "long live", but that kind of differentiated expression is not enough to distinguish them.

However, Qi Lang and the others still found the old gentleman very smoothly. It was also a very strange coincidence, for the largest number of people gathered in front of the old man's wooden shed at that time. It was a group of civilians with hundreds of numbers, dressed in tatters, which was very appropriate to describe in the words taught by the great Jiang Ping brothers, which was called unclothed. However, they all had a red cloth band wrapped around their foreheads, and it looked unusually bright, as if the plaster walls had been splashed with chicken blood.

They were full of righteous indignation, raised their right fists, and shouted in unison: "Kill him, kill him!"

Qi Lang thought at first that it was an uprising of the poor, but seeing their hoarse appearances, it should be that they could no longer bear the deception of the Jiang Ping brothers under the pressure of hunger and cold, and decided to resist. But when he and his brothers approached quickly, they realized that their anger was directed at one man, a weak old man who was surrounded by them. The old man sat on the ground, his shirt had been torn in several places, and his head was crooked to the side, looking very embarrassed.

The scene seemed chaotic, but in fact it was orderly, most people besieged but did not attack, only shouting slogans outside, and standing in the middle was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

"The great Jiang Ping brothers taught us that the barbarian villains and the domestic lackeys will not die, and we must fight to the end against these people! This old dog thinks that he has some ink in his stomach and has the ability to guide the country, and he chirps crookedly all day long, and speaks ill of our great Jiang Ping brothers. Is it tolerable or intolerable? Today, all of us have gathered together for the sole purpose of cracking down on this unhealthy trend!" the young man said.

"Kill him, kill him!" shouted in unison.

The young man stretched out his arms and waved his hand downward: "The great Brother Jiang Ping taught us that it is our virtue to salute first and then to soldier, and it is also our virtue to give people the opportunity to reform themselves. Let's listen to what this old dog has to say, and see if he realizes his own mistakes, and whether there is any possibility of saving his polluted mind. ”

He turned around again, and the short stick in his hand almost touched the old man's nose: "Say, you old dog, what is your opinion now?"

The old man slowly raised his head and smiled miserably. Although his face was dusty and a few front teeth had been lost, Qi Lang could still see his appearance clearly, it was the old Mr. Sang Ming they had come to visit.

"I have to revise my point of view now. He gasped, and reluctantly raised his voice, but it was hard to reach everyone's ears clearly, thinking that his lungs had been hit so badly. The young man frowned and waved his hand vigorously, and the besieging crowd fell silent.

"What I want to say is that the great Jiang Ping brothers, he has created a perfect world...... "the old gentleman's eyes began to look hollow, "and with the passage of time, decades, or hundreds of years, when history is rewritten, this perfect world will inevitably become a joke in people's mouths!"

He laughed wildly, the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth had already stained his chest red, but he was still laughing wildly without any scruples, shouting: "And our great Jiang Ping brother will also leave a mark in the history books, but people will portray him as the most funny and despicable clown!"

"You stubborn old dog!" the boy flew up and kicked the old gentleman to the ground. At the same time, the crowd erupted in deafening shouts: "Kill him, kill him!"

The crowd surged like a tide, and the wooden stick in the young man's hand also waved!

At this moment, however, even more angry warriors stepped forward.

"Stop!" Qi Lang rushed out, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the young man more than ten meters away, and knocked down more than a dozen thugs who were about to step forward and give a heavy hand. Gulf, Joanna and Dong Hong also rushed forward, each with their fists and kicks, and in the blink of an eye, they put seven or eight people to the ground, and Ao Wu was like an angry giant bear, slamming forward with his thick body, and most of the team was knocked over.

"Do you know what you're doing?!" Qi Lang widened his eyes and shouted loudly to the crowd around him, "See, what you are looking at is an old man, not a villain! Just because he said what he wanted to say, you have to punch and kick him, do you have humanity?!"

"He insulted our great brother Jiang Ping!" Angry voices still came from the corner, "He insulted our incomparably noble leader, kill him!"

But the sound of such agitation was no longer a climate, and the crowd began to retreat, especially the first few people who saw clearly that there were a few brute devils who came to meddle in their affairs, and the fear on their faces could not be more obvious.

"For the sake of the so-called Jiang Ping brothers, you can smash the heads of your compatriots with sticks?!For the sake of the puppet full of lies, you can kill your father?!" Qi Lang took a few steps towards the crowd, and the momentum exuded from his body was intimidating, so they all retreated.

"Barbarian devils, barbarian devils! they are from the Otto Empire!" someone in the crowd shouted, so the righteous people who were still fierce just now fell into an unprecedented panic, pushing each other and running in all directions, and even a few of them were even trampled on straw sandals, but the speed of escape was not affected in the slightest. And the leading young man fell too hard, accidentally broke his foot, and was completely let go, so he had to sit there and tear his throat and howl.

"These grandsons!" Gulf scolded, followed by Qi Lang and walked up to Mr. Sang Ming to say hello, "It's good to see you again, eh...... It doesn't seem too good. You're not badly hurt, sir, and I can't help but ask, what's going on here, and why are they so cruel to you?"

The old gentleman's eyes finally recovered some spirits, and he recognized them carefully for a long time before he recognized that the two people in front of him had a relationship in Lujia Town, although they didn't have any friendship, but at least they were normal people. So he let out a long sigh: "Woe to you, woe has come at last." ”