Yang Zhi didn't go far that night, he finally kept some sobriety in anger, and it was absolutely impossible to go back and turn himself in and confess his guilt, that is, he was going to die in prison, Yang Zhi remembered the human skin mask left by the Zhengzhou scholar, and decided to try the dark under the light, detoured to a no-man's land near Bianliang City, let the horse go, and then leaned on the human skin mask of the Zhengzhou scholar, and walked back to the city in a big way. When he arrived at the Pig Killing Alley, Yang Zhi walked along the riverbank to the backyard and turned in, took the gold and silver fine soft and tiger wing bow and left, and then bought ten catties of sauce meat and ten catties of steamed buns, and hid in the old house of Wang Yu's family.

Yang Zhi had a great deal of physical exertion under the continuous battle, and there was a seal on the outside of the Wang family's old house, and no one came in, so it was a good place to recover; Yang Zhi meditated for a whole day and a night before he finished his work, put some well water to quench his thirst, ate a full meal of sauce and meat steamed buns, and slept for more than three hours, and woke up refreshed. Yang Zhi guessed that Bianliang was already very lively, and when he waited for the evening, he changed into clothes when he was still in Yangzhou, put on a mask, and took advantage of the night to turn into the uninhabited alley, specifically looking for alleys without acquaintances, and walked out of Bianliang from the sour jujube gate.

At the gate of the city, there was a servant who was looking for people, and the inspection was stricter than when Yang Zhi came in, but Yang Zhi put on a mask and became another person, and he looked more than ten years older, and no one cared at all. Yang Zhi secretly said that he was lucky, and found a village head inn outside the city to rest for half the night, and the genius was bright, so Yang Zhi paid for the house and hurried, bought a donkey cart in the market twenty miles away, and went all the way to Songshan.

Yang Zhi took the things of Uncle Zheng and Zhengzhou Scholar, and he couldn't let go of it in his heart, and now that he had time, Yang Zhi decided to go and see what the Qiqi of Zhengzhou Scholar and Uncle Zheng looked like. Yang Zhi bought some cloth and silk along the way, pretended to be a small trader seriously, and always stayed in the villages and towns, but there was nothing to do; at noon that day, Yang Zhi was eating noodles at a noodle stall in Maling Town, and found that someone sat down opposite him and greeted him: "Lan Wuye." ”

Yang Zhi looked up and saw that he was an old man in his fifties, dressed in a cyan robe, not too old, not shabby, with a moderate figure, and a very kind attitude, he was the kind of ordinary person you might see at any time; Yang Zhi was a little surprised, but he didn't know who was on the other side, so he could only make his voice older, and asked with a smile: "You didn't recognize the wrong person, right?"

Yang Zhi's words were abrupt and impolite, but the old man did not get angry, but said in a sympathetic tone: "Songshan's first-class bastard Lan Bin Lan Wuye is now even rejecting old friends, it seems that he is really scared, and he wants to be an ordinary person wholeheartedly. You quit the rivers and lakes early, I don't know that I Bai Yiya also quit the rivers and lakes early, and now it's just old friends chattering. ”

Yang Zhi was overjoyed in his heart, he finally knew whose mask it was, and the Zhengzhou scholar made a mask of his junior brother, he must have wanted to fish in troubled waters and do some bad things; Bai Yiya is much more famous than Lan Bin in the rivers and lakes, and the strong King Kong finger is a must in the rivers and lakes, and he is called Mr. Bai Er. Yang Zhi said with a bitter face: "Bai Lao Er, wouldn't it be best for you and me to pretend not to know each other, I'm just a small trader in the cloth business now." ”

Bai Yiya asked the boss for a bowl of noodles, nodded and said: "I know, in the Songshan Yiqi Gate, Boss Sun was poisoned by the apprentice Songshan Four Wolves in the mountain gate, the second Han Chuanying was killed in prison by the four nephews, the third Zheng Tuo was killed together with Wang Yu, and the fourth Du Jackal died of illness five years ago, only you said goodbye more than ten years ago, disappeared on the rivers and lakes, and became a small businessman, leisurely." ”

Only then did Yang Zhi know the names of Uncle Yan and Zhengzhou Scholar, and he couldn't help but be a little strange, Lan Bin retired more than ten years ago, what did Zhengzhou scholar Zheng Tuo do with this mask ten years later, could it be that Zhengzhou Scholar killed Lan Bin and wanted to impersonate? Yang Zhi did not have the slightest affection for Songshan Yiqimen, thinking about things in his heart, and there was no anger or sadness on his face. Bai Yiya sighed and said, "You really have no contact with the rivers and lakes now, but it's still a pleasure to see old friends at this time." I've opened a Maling Inn in the town now, and I'm going to come and sit here. ”

Yang Zhi smiled and said, "There is time, but I still have to hurry today, and when the goods are delivered, I will come back to you." ”

Bai Yiya can tell the situation of Songshan Yiqimen, which shows that Bai Yiya still has dealings with people in the rivers and lakes, and Yang Zhi is also afraid that Lan Bin's acquaintances will see the flaws, so it is better not to deal with them; the two eat bowls of noodles, say goodbye to each other, one goes back to the inn, and the other continues to hurry. Yang Zhi leaned on the cloth bag, basking in the sun, occasionally waving his whip, and pondering in his heart, according to Bai Yiya, since Lan Bin was the fifth elder of Songshan Yiqi, it was a little strange that he suddenly went into hiding.

Songshan Yiqi Gate is at the foot of Dangyang Mountain at the southern foot of Songshan Mountain, only half a mile away from Weigou Village, it is a big house that can live hundreds of people, the courtyard door is open, looking from the door, the thatch in the courtyard is already one person high, and the nearby residents still know Lan Wuye, one by one standing beside Yang Zhi cautiously, nodding and waisting. Yang Zhi asked one of the strong men in his forties, "What is your name, are you a disciple of the sect?"

The strong man hurriedly replied: "The little one is called Ah Niu, and he is the resident here, and he lives on the land of the old man's farm." ”

Yang Zhi had an extra five taels of silver in his hand, and instructed Ah Niu: "Find someone to clean up all the thatch in the yard within half an hour and throw it outside, and no other things are allowed to be moved." ”

Ah Niu hurriedly took it, and under the envious eyes of everyone, he beckoned more than 20 men and women and ran in to cut the grass; Yang Zhi leisurely went to the village for a walk, and when he returned after half an hour, the open space outside the courtyard was already full of thatch, and the yard had been cleared to the point that there was no grass left. Yang Zhi walked in slowly, the doors and windows were crowded with cobwebs and dust, most of the tables and chairs were on the ground, every wardrobe had been opened, and fragments of dishes could be seen in the dining room.

Yang Zhi looked at the past room by room, and couldn't help but feel a pity in his heart, Songshan Yiqimen should be a cultivation-based sect, but looking at the scale of this house, you can imagine the grandeur at that time. Uncle Yan gave himself the copper sheet, but it seemed that he could not find an answer, and Yang Zhi did not see similar buildings or patterns in Weigou Village or Songshan Yiqimen. Yang Zhi stood in the courtyard and pondered, didn't Uncle Yan mean a breath, he heard the movement of someone entering the courtyard, and saw seven people walking into the courtyard, and the one in front shouted proudly: "Fifth uncle." ”