Yang Zhi figured it out when Gongsun Sheng was solemn, and the friendship between the two had not yet reached the point of digging out his heart and lungs, and Gongsun Sheng told so many secrets, the purpose was nothing more than to find out his own mind. Besides, Yang Zhi really only wants to avoid trouble now, and he is not interested in Zhongzhou Tang and Shuanglong Society, no matter what the purpose is, these gangs are to create public opinion, and they want to influence whether the Great Song Dynasty is fighting or peace.

Gongsun Sheng was experienced and asked with a smile: "What is your ambition and why are you alive?"

Yang Zhi was asked for a long time, the two lives of people will definitely not live a dull life in order to find a place, Yang Zhi said cautiously: "Life is happy, death has no regrets, I once wanted to be a big man, Jin Ge Iron Horse, the wind and clouds, but now I understand, life must have opportunities; ”

Yang Zhi's words were plain and plain because of a sincerity, with an irrefutable momentum, Gongsun Sheng was silent for a long time and said: "Shaolin, you should go to Shaolin Temple, Zhou Tong came out of there and completely changed a person." ”

Yang Zhi smiled modestly: "Where can I compare with Zhou Daxia, now that Song Liao Jinxia is the weak, the two hundred years of northern peace is likely to be broken with the defeat of the Liao State, what can I do with the Shaolin Temple, what can I do? Let's take one step at a time." ”

Gongsun Sheng Zhengse said: "Brother Yang is really a persistent person, when you arrive at Waqiao Pass, be sure to say hello to me before parting, I will take you to a person, and then you decide to stay." ”

Gongsun Sheng is so serious, Yang Zhi is not expecting to harm himself, if Gongsun Sheng wants to harm himself, he should bury everything in his heart, and it will not be easy to give himself a surprise when the time comes. Yang Zhi calmly agreed: "Don't worry, brother, you and I will definitely drink and talk about joy before we break up." My brother is friends with Master Good, so I guess I'll go to Liao with him, right?"

"I don't know. Gongsun Sheng was still a little distressed: "Yes, the monk's plan is only known to him." ”

When the two followed the third transport team to a col outside the mountain, the good monk announced the next step, and after a day of rest, Gongsun Sheng, Wen Zhangyu, and Jin Wei took the good monk's subordinates to pretend to be people from the dart game, and carried the books to Waqiaoguan according to the route drawn by the good monk; Huaxin Monk and Dongfang Zang pretended to be a pair of master and servants, and Dongfang Zang drove the carriage, and Huaxin monk pretended to be a rich man and opened the way in front of the convoy; Yang Zhi was responsible for answering the back with one person and one horse, and the good monk himself was responsible for the travel arrangements.

When everyone set off, Yang Zhi cleaned up the scene, and unexpectedly saw the fragments of the official's clothes and broken boots in the thatched hut and tent, and searched all over the mountain pass, Yang Zhi did not find the place of the fight and burial, so he could determine that these traces were left by people who colluded with the good monk; Shaohua Mountain is under the jurisdiction of Huazhou, and it seems that the good monk has also spent a lot of effort to bury a lot of people here.

Yang Zhi didn't take out Lan Bin's mask, but just glued his beard, put on a hat, disguised himself as a middle-aged man in his forties, and rode a horse to follow the convoy five to ten miles away. When passing through the market town, Yang Zhi inquired, the current Zhizhou surnamed He, is a Beijing official who has not been transferred for a long time; when it was time to eat at noon, Yang Zhi caught up with the convoy at Yangliuji, pretended not to know, ordered a pot of wine and two dishes at the restaurant diagonally opposite the convoy, and ate and drank until the convoy left for half an hour, and then Yang Zhi lazily settled the bill and set off, and continued to move forward.

In this way, half a month all the way, specially along the side road outside the city, walked through Lingshi, Taigu, Yangquan and other places, and came to the Hebei West Road Road Zhizhending Mansion, which is already a border area, although there is no war all year round, but the patrol of the border army is still more frequent, and the convoy can only enter the Zhending City with other merchants. Yes, the monk had already arranged, and the Huaxin monk and Yang Zhi were taken by a small Wupeng passenger boat along the Hutuo River to Niuxinpo, thirty miles southeast of Zhending City, to meet Dongfang Zang.

After Puyin County, Qizhou, arrived at Beimaji, the convoy and Yang Zhi and others each stayed in the inn arranged by the good monk, and Baozhou in front of them was the place where the army investigated smuggling most strictly. Yang Zhi lives in the Ping'an Inn, a two-story earthen house on the side of the road, there is a large stone yard behind the house, you can park carriages and livestock, there are a total of six guest rooms and two large shops upstairs, Yang Zhi lives in the innermost one upstairs, along the windows on both sides, you can see the freight yard of the Qingyun car shop where Gongsun Sheng and others live and the land temple where the good monk lives.

The shops in the bazaar are not elaborate enough, so simple that there is no door in a single room, only a thick tarpaulin as a curtain, and inside is a bed, the only piece of furniture on the bed is a small square table, but fortunately the windows are so tightly pasted that no wind can leak out. The shopkeeper is a wooden and ordinary person, arranged for Yang Zhi to stay, and after saying that he would not include food, he went downstairs to boil water and do the biggest duty of a boss.

Yang Zhi looked at the back of the boss, his face was more sleepy, thinking about it or spreading his futon on the bed; Yang Zhi listened quietly, and found that there was only one guest on the entire second floor, which was an abnormal phenomenon in the rampant smuggling area, before staying at the Ping An Inn, Yang Zhi walked around the North Malaysia Set, the inn was not very many, but the business travelers gathered, the Liao people, the Han people, and the people of the Western Regions.

Then it's not bad that the monk rented the entire inn in advance, or something was going to happen in the inn, and when Yang Zhi went down to boil water, he saw that the first floor was also empty, and he understood that only he was the one who wanted to happen. Yang Zhi untied the bow box and the dragon bird knife and put them on the table, took out a bottle of wine he bought at the bazaar, and poured himself the sauce and meat that he had just finished eating.

The shopkeeper came up again and sent an oil lamp, Yang Zhi thanked him heartlessly, and the shopkeeper immediately turned around and left; Yang Zhi looked through the two windows, but could not see the situation in front of the store, only saw that the sky began to darken, and the stars began to flow. In the two places where the accomplices were located, a lantern was lit in the backyard of the Qingyun cart shop, and someone was sorting out the things on the carriage and mule cart; in front of the Land Temple, the good monk was walking, not far, and walked back less than ten steps away from the temple gate.

Yang Zhi shook his head, continued to drink his wine, and after half an hour, when he went out to relieve himself, he saw that the store was still dozing off behind the counter, and turned around to place a row of stones in the corridor on the second floor, blew out the oil lamp, and changed to the room closest to the stairs to sit down. Since he can feel abnormal, Yang Zhi is still careful, meditation is the same rest, and he can maintain the state of his body.