After Yang Zhi and the civet cat separated, he restored the face of the medicinal herb merchant Kou Xinya, and rode back to the inn alone, very safe along the way, unable to see the imaginary night walkers, nor running on the road in black and white, and not even sensing that someone was secretly monitoring the road. Yang Zhi's skills have advanced to another level, and he has great confidence in his ability to observe the surroundings, and because of this, Yang Zhi is more and more confused, Li Jun and the others fled back, how could the plum blossom gate not react.

The moon has begun to fade, the morning star shows a glimmer of light in the sky, the door of the inn has long been closed, and Yang Zhi called the door for a long time before calling it open. The sleepy guy was full of displeasure when he saw that it was the original herb merchant, isn't it just a herb merchant, running around, no one cares whether you come out of the mountains or come back from the city, and no one cares whether you have picked the medicine or whether you can make money.

The guy was not interested in studying this kind of problem, but he noticed that Yang Zhi led a horse, and after receiving Yang Zhi's two coins and broken silver, the guy immediately became enthusiastic, and politely let Yang Zhi into the store, not only boiling hot water for Yang Zhi, but also feeding the horse in the back. The guy who opened the door still has some experience, this horse is fat and strong, and it is definitely not a wild horse in the mountains; Yang Zhi only said that he exchanged medicinal materials from a horse dealer, and the guy was envious, what medicinal materials can be sold for dozens of taels of silver, Yang Zhi made a lot of money.

Yang Zhi checked the horse in advance, and there was no brand, presumably the Tiger Hall was also in order not to reveal his whereabouts, but he didn't expect that the people in the Tiger Hall died, and the horse was used by Yang Zhi and them. The shopkeeper in the inn where he was still sleeping didn't even ask, wasn't he just a guest, he didn't need to know what he had done, and what he had done when he returned to the guest room. At this time, the businessman is still very honest, Yang Zhi left no one in the inn of the medicinal materials, if placed in the later generations, a bamboo basket filled with medicinal materials, only a copper lock door, I am afraid that the medicinal materials have already been taken by the guys in the store and the guests who come and go.

Early the next morning, Yang Zhi settled the house money, led the horse towards Xiangzhou, there were already a lot of people on the road, not far along the way, you can see the farmers in the four townships to catch the market, with some of their own surplus livestock or grain and vegetables, hoping to exchange a few money to supplement the family. Probably today is not a big day, when Yang Zhi went out of town, he saw that the number of people setting up stalls did not seem to be too many, and there were not too many people asking.

The sun rose over the horizon, and the scene that Yang Zhi hadn't seen last night finally appeared, almost every tea stall or wine shop on the side of the road had samurai sitting inside, unscrupulously watching the merchants along the way. A large number of Jianghu figures are passing behind Yang Zhi and rushing to the direction of Xiangzhou, it seems that Li Jun and others still spread the news, but the reaction of all parties is a little slower; Yang Zhi is like a bumpy middle-aged man, holding a horse seems very uncomfortable, this kind of discomfort is not that he can't ride a horse, but he is unwilling to ride a horse.

There is a noodle stall next to the official road not far from the ten-mile long pavilion, and if you sit on the bench of the noodle stall, you can see everyone on the official road clearly. Who will set up a noodle stall here, seeing that you can enter the city only ten miles away, find a good noodle restaurant and wine shop to have a good meal, treat yourself, who will stop here to eat noodles;

In front of the noodle stall sat two people, a monk and a petty official, all waiting for the boss to beneath him; water was boiling on the stove, and the boss was chopping vegetables, and he was very busy. Yang Zhi saw it from a distance, walked over quietly, and secretly glanced at the noodle stall, the boss's knife for cutting vegetables was fast and rhythmic, just looking at the rise and fall of the knife in a second, he knew that the other party was a master; the monk had long eyebrows and kind eyes, leaning on a Zen staff beside him, and only the official wearing a patch was chattering there: "Master Baoguang, who are we waiting for?"

"I don't know, someone will send that person's information. ”

"Beware, the guest officer is ready. ”

Maybe the three of them didn't pay attention to Yang Zhi, maybe there were too many masters passing by on the road, and the three of them didn't care, Yang Zhi walked over unharmed, and saw the Tsing Yi man standing in the long pavilion. Not to see off or pick up, but to gather around a young man sitting on a wooden chair, who was clearly sharp-eyed and experienced, much older than the young man who was sitting, and was using their vision and experience to examine everyone who passed.

Anyone came to join in the fun, a smile appeared at the corner of Yang Zhi's mouth, and the two businessmen who came on to him were stopped and searched by the people in Tsing Yi, although the scene was embarrassing, but the two businessmen did not dare to refuse. When Yang Zhi walked out in this situation, he was very conspicuous, leading a horse, immediately carrying a bamboo basket, and the person leading the horse was also carrying a knife, but the man in Tsing Yi didn't care, only the young man sitting on the chair glanced at Yang Zhi and didn't say a word.

Yang Zhi understood, they were only the people who came out today, regardless of the people who entered; a cavalry team rushed from behind Yang Zhi, Yang Zhi let him go to the side of the road, and the eleventh horseman, led by Tie Wei Tuo Chaohe; Chao He's face was pale, indicating that his injuries were not completely healed, but when the news of the bitter monk Mourning Tiger Zen Master was killed and the blue-faced beast Yang Zhi came, Chao He could not take a rest and rushed to Xiangzhou overnight. Eleven rode in front of the long pavilion and stopped advancing, and the young man got up from his chair and said with a smile: "Chao Daxia came so fast, there is no feather arrow Zhang Qing in the bottom." ”

"Zhang Qing, why don't you go to hunt down Yang Zhi?" Chao He's tone was obviously a little anxious, which made people feel unhappy when they heard it; Zhang Qing didn't take it to heart at all and said: "Chao Daxia, I'm afraid you don't know, yesterday evening, the big boss of the Blue Embroidery Workshop was killed, and Xiangzhou City was not allowed to enter or leave, so I didn't even enter the city, just waiting for you here." ”

"Evening. Chao He changed color and said: "Isn't it that not long after that person appeared, he was so bold that he dared to enter the city." ”

Zhang Qing nodded and said, "After Yang Zhi killed the Mourning Tiger Zen Master, it is likely that he followed him into the city, and killed the big boss Lan by surprise while all of us were busy preparing to go out of the city to search for it." You know the identity of Boss Lan, and the government immediately closed the city gate, and it was not until this morning that the city gate was opened. ”

Chao He sneered and said: "So you borrowed the ladder to go down the stairs and stayed in the city, presumably overnight, the property left by the big boss Lan has been almost divided by you." If Yang Zhi was outside the city, he would have fled long ago, and now he comes out in broad daylight, just to make a show. ”

(End of chapter)