To be honest, Yan Saburo and the other four were mentally prepared, and no one would be surprised if there were any moths behind the door, but when the door opened, everyone was still stunned.

Yan Saburo still remembers that the entrance to the Tongyue Inn is the staircase leading to the second floor, and under the stairs is the welcome counter, and the shopkeeper who has not been awake for many years always lies behind the counter and naps.

But now, there are no stairs behind the main gate, only a door.

Naturally, the counter and shopkeeper are also gone.

The other three sides were walls, and the sun was shining in, and the walls were bare, and there were not even cracks.

It seems that Wang Ming is planning to let everyone go through this door. And all four of them saw the light coming out of the crack in the door.

Seems to be bright behind the door?

Yan Saburo lifted his breath and drank softly: "Wang Mingzhi." ”

No one answered.

Yan Saburo then said to Bai Ling: "Go and open the door." ”

"Huh?" Bai Ling was stunned, and subconsciously responded "Okay", and then stepped forward cautiously.

City Lord Wu glanced at Yan Saburo, and the young man's face did not change.

This kid.

Bai Ling gently opened the door.

Outside the door, the grass is green, and the summer heat is coming. A ray of sunlight shone in and shone on her thin-soled boots.

At the same time, there was a "click" behind the four people.

When they turned back, they saw the door of the inn shut.

Jin Yu quickly turned around and pushed the door hard.

The wooden door does not move.

"Let's move on. All three of them looked back, and only Yan Saburo looked at the sky outside the house and took the lead in crossing the threshold.

The three of them followed.

In front of me is a woodland, the trees are sparse, but the grass grows very tall.

Everyone turns around and finds themselves emerging from an abandoned thatched hut. The fence outside the house was rotten and overgrown with creepers and petunias.

The sky is blue, the trees are green, and they are in the countryside.

It was the first time that City Lord Wu and Jin Yu had seen Wang Mingzhi's methods, and they looked left and right, which was very novel. Bai Ling also sighed: "This illusion is really well done. ”

"I'm afraid it's not a fantasy. "It was not Yan Saburo who answered, but the city lord of Wu. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "There is a field ahead, and there are people in the field." ”

The four of them looked forward, and sure enough, there was a large farmland outside the sparse forest farm. The green wheat is already half a man's height, and it is growing well, and it will soon be filled with grain.

At the end of the field, the outline of the village looms. Yan Saburo also heard the sound of chickens and dogs, and saw the figures in the village shaking.

Such a scene could be seen everywhere when Yan Saburo first entered the Taoyuan Realm. The soil here is fertile, and the crops grown are growing well.

However, coming out of the back door of the Tongyue Inn, they walked here in one step, and everyone felt that the leisurely pastoral scenery in front of them was also weird.

Why did Wang Mingzhi bring them here? How should the deal that was agreed in advance be completed?

"Let's go. "I've been standing here for a long time, and I can't find the answer. The four of them simply walked out of the mountain forest with their legs raised and advanced along the ridges of the wheat fields.

Bai Ling suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed: "There is movement there." ”

The countryside is joyful and peaceful, but the path by the field is not the same scene.

At a glance, there are two groups of villagers holding shovels and hoes, fighting happily!

Did the villagers fight in groups?

The most bizarre thing is that there is still a new coffin thrown in the field, and the coffin lid is ajar.

It had rained heavily the other day, and the fields were still wet, and the coffins were splashed with mud.

Bai Ling counted, and there were more than fifty people on each side of the bottom, all of whom were young and middle-aged. Don't look at the weapon in your hand is just a farm tool, it can also make people's heads bleed when you pick it up, and if you hit the temple, it can also knock people unconscious.

Then she saw a farmer smash his hoe on his opponent's skull, and blood fell immediately.

"What's the matter, are these people evil?" Bai Ling frowned, "It's quite ruthless." ”

Yan Saburo only has a four-word comment on this: "Neighbors are not in harmony." ”

"Huh?" Bai Ling didn't understand, "You said they were all neighbors?"

At this time, more than 20 reinforcements from one side rushed into the battlefield, and both in terms of numbers and arrogance, they overshadowed the other side at once. The fight in the field is still based on a strong word, and the opponent suddenly feels overwhelmed, plus a few strong men are beaten down in a row, and finally they can't hold it anymore.

They carried the coffin in the field and ran, and the winning side was in high spirits and began to chase hard.

Coincidentally, the direction went straight to Yan Saburo.

The boy quietly brushed off his horse's head and gave way to the other party. He didn't want to get involved in this kind of inexplicable country fighting.

A crowd of people hula passed by him.

However, the coffin they were carrying was made of real materials and huge in size, and it was destined to run fast with such a thing. The pursuers behind quickly caught up, and continued to beat them with farm tools and cover their heads and faces.

The screams, the sound of rolling, and the popping sound of farm tools smashing on people, the scene became a pot of porridge.

The loser threw away his armor and ran forward as if he were desperate, and soon a boy was left behind.

He fell, was kicked twice, and when he got up from the ground, his own people were far away, and he could only see a group of backs.

He was surrounded by a smiling enemy.

He took the opportunity to get out from under someone's ribs and strode towards Yan Saburo, screaming: "Help me, help me!"

Judging at his age, he was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his nose and face were swollen from the beating, and the flesh on his right leg was turned out, and the blood was pouring out, and he thought he had been cut by a sickle.

Yan Saburo and the other two men did not move, waiting to see what happened.

"Hey. Bai Ling was a little dumbfounded, "Shall we save him?"

Yan Saburo didn't move: "You come." ”

She came as soon as she came, "What's so difficult to scare these villagers?"

As soon as he had said these two words, the enemy caught up with the boy and threw him to the ground again, with sticks and fists and feet, and beat him so that his nose bleeds and his teeth flew all over the place.

If you continue to fight like this, you will die.

The point is that he was beaten two feet in front of Bai Ling, and she could see the trajectory of the blood splashing out!

"Enough!" she couldn't help it, and stepped forward to scream, "Stop, stop!"

The crowd was beating on the head, and no one stopped.

Bai Ling thought for a while, took out a handful of copper coins from her arms, and threw them forward.

In Taoyuan, one copper coin can be exchanged for three big white steamed buns. When the villagers saw the money falling above their heads, they were all stunned, and then left the boy to pick up the money.

Only the two leading farmers shouted at her, "Little girl, what are you doing?"

"He's still a kid. Bai Ling pointed to the young man who was huddled on the ground, "What kind of hatred and hatred let you beat him to death?"

"He burned our fields, and if we hadn't found it sooner, the grain would have been gone. The farmer motioned for her to look to the west, where a large field of wheat was scorched, and "he dared to carry the coffin around our field, bad luck!

(End of chapter)