Li Xiu took a step forward, the people in the back retreated to the sides and hesitated, and the people in front also had a gloomy face and did not move.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that the people of the Tang Kingdom are standing with Hua Yuyao and Chu Yang and others at this moment, and doing so at this time is tantamount to offending the Shangqing Palace, Ziwei Mountain, Ling'er Mountain, the Ye family, and the thirty-six caves.

Wanxiangcheng is not afraid, but they are afraid.

Li Xiu was still walking forward, his steps were neither fast nor slow, just like the usual on weekdays.

The man who repaired the carriage was still repairing the carriage, closed his eyes and took out a straw hat from behind his waist and buckled it on his face to block his vision, and a group of people who sang to the day pointed to the wildflowers on the side of the road, and blurted out a few quite good poems.

Liang Xiaodao's eyes were filled with coldness, but his face was silent, it seems that the barren state is the barren state, the ghost place in the poor countryside, except for a few, most of them are so visionless, I don't know how thick the sky is, where can it compare to the Tang Kingdom?

Thinking like this, the coldness in his eyes was even worse, just like that smart and small, where could he compare to the red sleeves?

Yiling is not a city, but a small town.

Huangzhou is not better than the Tang Dynasty, the Tang State is exquisite, the Tang people are more particular, some people like to live in a big city, some people want to live in a small city, and some people like to live in the town, and there are also many people who like the idyllic life of the village.

Datang can make people have a strong sense of belonging and honor, and its internal diversity has a lot of credit.

Wasteland is different, with many cities and few villages and towns.

Usually there is only one town in a radius of dozens of cities.

And Yiling is the only small town within the influence of the Shangqing Palace, special, but not powerful, Yiling is a small town entirely because of its unique geographical location.

It can be described as an out-and-out useless zone, three or five days back is Yunlu City, three or five days forward is Linzi, three or five days to the left is Xianyang, and three or five days to the right is Chengdu.

The four large cities arched each other to promote the strong heritage of the Shangqing Palace, and Yiling, the necessary place between the four cities, became a special place.

The distance between them is too short, it is useless to ask for it, and there is no need to shape Yiling into a big city.

But it's not too short, but there are still seven or eight days to go, and it's a great thing to have a place to rest for a while if you can walk for three or five days halfway.

Therefore, the existence of Yiling is more like a transit station, similar to the post station stationed on the side of the official road of the Tang Kingdom.

It's just that in addition, Yiling also has a more famous place, rich in crickets!

This is not a big deal, but there is such a group of people in this world who love to play crickets, and it is a coincidence that Fang Liang, the saint of small chess, is one of them.

There are three good things in his life.

The first is good chess, the second is good tea, and the third is good crickets.

He doesn't like to practice, but his cultivation speed is far beyond ordinary people, someone asked why, Fang Liang said that only when he cultivates high can he play chess with stronger people, drink better tea, and play more fun crickets.

Yiling is not big, but it is beautiful.

The beauty of high-rise temples is majestic and shocking, while the beauty of Yiling Town is natural and ordinary.

The town is not big, only four or five miles in radius, and the buildings in the entire Yiling are not even more than three stories high, and the highest is only three stories.

The architectural style is not luxurious, and the overall stand out is just the word ordinary.

All the ordinary when you come together will not become unusual, it will only become more ordinary, but it will be beautiful.

There are very few people in Yiling, although it is in the transit station, but the people who travel between the four major cities rarely choose to stay, fortunately, few people means quiet, and Li Xiu's favorite place is quiet.

"The town is not bad. ”

The group walked on the side of the road, looking at the scene where there were not many people coming and going, but there were very fireworks, Li Xiu showed a smile on his face, and praised it rarely.

"Yiling is a nice place, otherwise he wouldn't have come. ”

Hua Yuyao didn't look at the scenery on both sides, Yiling was very close to Yunlu City, and she had done it many times over the years.

In these words, he was naturally referring to the little chess saint, Fang Liang.

A few people crossed the long street, turned to the left, a house made of pure wooden tiles, not big, not to mention a few courtyards, lined up together just give people a very neat feeling, it looks quite comfortable.

Li Xiu liked this scene very much.

"This is the first time I've ever heard you compliment someone. ”

He said.

At the beginning, Hua Yuyao went to the Tang Dynasty and entered Gusu City in a high-profile manner, wanting to defeat Murong and become famous, but in the end she never made a move, because there was no certainty of victory, and the same was true at the gate of the academy.

Because of the fear of failure, simply do not make a move, such an approach is not bad, but it is definitely not good.

So Hua Yuyao is a very special person, and Li Xiu's impression of her is also decent.

"For the man is worthy of praise. ”

Hua Yuyao said.

Li Xiu nodded, and stopped talking, it is a great thing to make this woman who is afraid of failure admit that it is not as good, then that little chess saint Fang Liang should also be a very great person.

"I don't know how his chess compares to yours?"

Liang Xiaodao raised his hand and slapped Li Xiu's arm, a little curious.

He had never seen Li Xiu lose, Chen Zhimo might have been able to win against him back then, but he carelessly gave way for the first time, so he lost.

The two of them were heard.

Chu Yang shook his head gently, and said in his heart, although His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is strong in martial arts, but when it comes to chess, it is by no means inferior to Fang Liang, the first person in the younger generation of chess in Huangzhou, so that those old monsters have to treat them differently, as long as those who know how to play chess will bow when they see Fang Liang.

The name of the little chess saint is not in vain.

Chun Qiuxue pondered for a while, and said softly: "His Royal Highness the Prince is great, but if you want to beat Fang Liang in the chess path, I'm afraid it's still a little worse." ”

There was no contempt in this, she was just telling the truth.

Hua Yuyao didn't speak, Ye Xiu blinked, Ji Zhihua walked behind and was silent, he came to make up the numbers with the mentality of lying down and winning, and at the same time took this opportunity to ease the relationship with this prince of the Tang Kingdom.

Li Xiu didn't speak, and followed behind Hua Yuyao quietly, his face calm, as if he didn't care at all.

Liang Xiaodao laughed, others may not be able to see it, but he knows this good brother very well, knowing that Li Xiu looks like this because he didn't take that little chess saint Fang Liang to heart at all, and he is right, the only person who can beat him today may be Chen Zhimo, who is the first to hold the sunspot.

The rest of the people may be strong, but after all, they are a little worse.

Yiling was small, and it didn't take long to walk, and the group soon came to a house.

The courtyard is quiet, the ground is overgrown with weeds and flowers, and there is a stone table in the yard with moss growing on the tabletop, which looks like it has been uninhabited for a long time.

At this moment, a young man in a white shirt was lying on the ground in front of the stone table, his buttocks pouting, and his eyes were staring at the weeds and grass roots on the ground.

There were a few crickets in the yard, which was very good.