After Bu Operator left, Wei Qimu reluctantly drove the lonely boat under his feet and returned to the shore of Muliuyu, only to see Zhang Fengchen walking back and forth in the same place, full of anxiety. Zhang Fengchen saw Wei Qimu come back, his locked brows finally relaxed, and he said happily, "You are back!"

Wei Qimu was not in a hurry to go ashore, and shouted, "I am going to a far away place to do something, but I am afraid that there will be no one year, and there will be half a year. 」

Zhang Fengchen saw that Wei Qimu did not invite him to go with him, knowing that he was going to act alone again, he felt slightly lost in his heart, and he didn't feel that he was sucking his mouth, and hummed: "You are leaving again when I met just now, where are you going this time, and it takes so long?"

Wei Qimu replied truthfully, "Japan. 」

This surprised Zhang Fengchen. She didn't ask Wei Qimu why he was going to go to Japan, but she asked, "Then which sea route are you going to take?"

Wei Qimu frowned slightly when he heard this, he had never thought of this. Seeing this, Zhang Fengchen knew that Wei Qimu didn't know anything about it, sighed lightly, shook his head again, and said patiently: "There are three sea routes from the Tang Dynasty to Japan: Northern, Central, and Southern, the North Road is called Silla Road, the Middle Road is called the Great Ocean Road, and the South Road is called Nandao Road. 」

After hearing this, Wei Qimu asked, "What is the importance of these three paths?"

Zhang Fengchen raised his eyebrows: "The northern route is long, and the victory lies in stability, while the middle route is short, but it is only a ten-day journey, but there are many dangers. 」

Wei Qimu said, "Isn't there another way?"

Zhang Fengchen shook his head fiercely, and sighed like an old pedant: "As for the South Road, it is not only the longest route, but also the most dangerous road. It is said that the submarine reef there is dense, the waves are treacherous, and it is a place of nine deaths and one life, so don't mention it, don't mention it. 」

Wei Qimu listened to it and thought to himself in the bottom of his heart. Although he was in a hurry to get to Japan as soon as possible, he was not familiar with water, so he did not dare to take the dangerous middle road. So, Wei Qimu decided to take the north road - Silla Road. This Silla Road is an ancient maritime route that has been opened up in the Qin and Han dynasties, starting from Dengju, passing through the coast of Silla, and then to Japan. Although the road is farther, it is the most stable and smooth sea route, and it is also the most important sea route between the three countries of Datang, Silla and Japan.

Wei Qimu had a plan in his heart, so he asked, "What are your plans in the future, to go back to your home overseas?"

"I don't want to go back to Xiaolongsu Island, the island is really boring, where is it more fun than Middle Earth?" Zhang Fengchen thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "Besides, I still have to go to Shang Junchang." 」

When Wei Qimu heard this, he sighed slightly in his heart. He didn't want Zhang Fengchen to go to the grass army to take risks, but he also knew her temperament, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to persuade him, so he instructed: "The grass army is now in the Jianghuai area, and it is not far from here. It's just that there are many hardships and dangers in troubled times, so you have to be very careful. 」

Zhang Fengchen's face bloomed and he smiled, "I'm from my province. 」

Wei Qimu was still not at ease, and said, "I have a friend who is also in the grass army, called Zhu Wen. If there is an accident, you can find him to help you a thing or two. Also, the people of Chenjiabao can't be unguarded. 」

Zhang Fengchen saw that although Wei Qimu's eyebrows were cold, he still couldn't hide that trace of concern in his expression and tone, and he was moved in his heart and comforted him: "You, don't worry about me. I just want to see Shang Jun again, and I don't want to stay in the grass army for a long time, what hardships can there be. As for Chen Jiabao, he was frightened by you, where did you dare to provoke me again?"

Seeing this, Wei Qimu didn't say much, but said, "I'll send you away from Muliuyu first. 」

So, Wei Qimu and Zhang Fengchen drove the solitary boat of the fortune operator from the southern end of Muliuyu Island to the "Wenlingbu" ferry. Although Wei Qimu is not good at steering the boat, Zhang Fengchen has grown up in the sea since he was a child, and his ability to hold the boat and swim in the water and measure the wind and identify the direction is naturally not a problem.

When the two arrived at the "Wenlingbu" ferry, they disembarked and went ashore. Zhang Fengchen patiently instructed: "If you take the Silla Road in the north, you will board the ship from Dengzhou, and if you take the Great Ocean Road in the middle, you will board the ship from Yangzhou. 」

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Wei Qimu said goodbye to Zhang Fengchen and made up his mind, planning to go to Dengzhou by land first, and then hire a boat from Dengzhou to Japan. But the road to Dengzhou is far away, Wei Qimu now only has a "goose tail" ink knife on his back, and there is nothing else, as for the horse that the Son of Heaven rewarded at the beginning, it also fell on Dongting Mountain.

Wei Qimu had no choice but to rely on his legs to hurry. After walking for a long time, he came to a barren mountain. Wei Qimu looked at it, but saw that this barren mountain stretched for dozens of miles, not a single forest tree, not a single flower and grass, the top was pitted, the soil was muddy, and the mud was hidden in the stone, mixing like the head of a monk. There is also an old stone pillar standing on the edge of this barren ridge, on which are written the three characters "rain does not fall". It turns out that there has always been no rain on this barren ridge, so there are no trees, flowers and plants, and there are few human tracks.

Wei Qimu had only walked halfway on this barren ridge called "Rain Doesn't Fall" when he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from far and near on all sides. The sound of the horse's hooves became more and more urgent, but in half an hour, it had already come to Wei Qimu. There were more than a dozen horsemen, each armed with knives, guns and clubs, and surrounded Wei Qimu. The group of people were all dressed in blue coarse clothes, wearing a curtainless hat, and one by one they looked at Wei Qimu as if they were holding the reins and turning the lamp, and shouted as they walked, "Keep your money and don't leave your life, leave your life and don't leave your money!" - but it was a group of thieves who cut the path.

Wei Qimu stood in place, scanning everyone. The man at the head was dressed in several pieces of bronze armor and a cloak at the back of his neck, and he was quite tall, with two rows of steel whiskers, and several scars on his face, and he looked very fierce. This man was carrying a powerful mountain axe in his hand, and he was riding a thousand-mile wind-chasing horse under his crotch.

Wei Qimu couldn't help but smile in his heart: "Heh, this foot power is just right, but it saves me a lot of effort. 」

The leader waved his hand to suppress the noise of his subordinates, and as soon as he spoke, his voice was like a bell: "Boy, count yourself lucky, catch up with Lao Tzu and go out in person - leave all the valuable things on your body?"

The thieves shouted and shouted, "Do you know who our boss is? 」

"Axe Breaking Mountains and Rivers" Xu Meng, Wei Qimu had never heard of such a name in the rivers and lakes, he sneered: "The only thing I have on me is this knife on my back, do you want it?"

Xu Meng slowly lowered his head, stared at Wei Qimu and said, "Let's take a look at it and let Lao Tzu take a look, see how much it is worth." If it doesn't help, Lao Tzu will eat you raw!"

Cannibalism? Wei Qimu couldn't help but think of the boss Qi he met in a tavern in Bianzhou, who was also a cannibal. Wei Qimu said lightly, "Then you can take a closer look. After speaking, the white light of the "Goose Tail" ink knife flashed away.

Wei Qimu asked again, "Can you take a closer look?" Is my knife worth anything?"

The thieves looked at each other, and then raised their blades and scolded: "Bastard, dare to play Lao Tzu? Why don't you quickly untie the knife and show it to our boss, otherwise you will know that you are powerful!" It turned out that the "Goose Tail" ink knife was still on Wei Qimu's back, and he didn't move a bit, so the thieves were so angry.

Wei Qimu sneered, just a cold wind blowing. Seeing this, the thieves were even more angry, and they raised their blades to kill Wei Qimu. But before they could do it, they suddenly noticed that something was wrong. The thieves hesitated for a long time before realizing that their boss had not spoken again, which was not at all like the temper of Xu Meng, who "broke mountains and rivers with an axe". Xu Meng didn't open his mouth all the time, not because his temper suddenly became gentle, but because he couldn't open his mouth, not because he couldn't open his mouth, but because his head was no longer on his body. When the thieves reacted, Xu Meng's head just hit the ground, and there was a "click" sound.

When the thieves saw the boss suddenly fall to the ground, they were immediately frightened, as if they had been attacked by ghosts and spirits, and one by one they fell off their horses and fled in all directions. Wei Qimu didn't bother to pay attention to the thieves in the congregation, flew over and kicked over Xu Meng's headless corpse that was still on the horse, and rode the fast horse to continue on his way.

Wei Qimu ran all the way, and when he passed by Tiantai Mountain, he couldn't help but think of the people of "Wang He Village", and said in his heart: "If you have leisure, you can drink with all of you." With that, he continued on his way. Passing by Yuezhou again, I remembered the "tea fairy" Su Ruyue, and just stopped for a moment, and then urged the horse to go again. At this time, Su Ruyue was standing by the Luoyun Pond with a painting umbrella depicting "Hong Yan Flying South", her eyes were confused, looking at the clouds outside the mountain, as if she wanted to see through the layers of white mist.

Wei Qimu galloped all the way to the north, and on this day, he rode to Yangzhou. There is a low mountain dense forest outside the city of Yangzhou, and there is a vast hunting ground in the forest. There were five tall horses running on the hunting ground at the moment, and the first one was a noble boy wearing a brocade fur and a hosta in his hair, who was pulling his bow and arrows at this time, trying to shoot the prey not far away.

The noble boy was a young man, but he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his face was still immature, but his appearance was already a little plump and handsome. It's just that his demeanor is arrogant, and there is a bit of ruthlessness between his eyebrows. The four people in the back were dressed as house slaves, all dressed in black and black boots, wearing hoods and cross-waist knives, shouting and cheering behind the little boy.

The little boy was really waiting to be aimed, and he shot an arrow with a "whoosh". The feathered arrow was gone, but it fell behind the prey. Then he looked at the prey, and was desperately burrowing into the depths of the woods. But the prey was not a jackal, a tiger or a leopard, nor a deer, a hare, an eagle, or a harrier, but a living man. The man's shirt was already in tatters, his body was thin, his hair was scattered, his body and face were muddy, and he could only vaguely see that he was a little girl, about eleven or twelve years old.

The little boy missed an arrow, snorted, and released another arrow. I couldn't help but be annoyed that I couldn't help but get annoyed that I didn't even shoot four or five arrows and didn't hit the little girl who tried her best to escape. When the four slaves saw that the little master was angry, they let out a shout, and they all rode up to catch up with the little girl, and easily took her back.

The little boy said angrily, "Tie her to a tree for me, and see if she can run away!"

All the slaves were ordered, and they all moved together to tie up the little girl. Although the little girl was young, her expression was calm, her eyes were cold, and she did not show a trace of panic and fear, whether she was shot by arrows or tied up with ropes.

When the little boy saw this, he became more and more angry. He drew his bow and arrows on his horse, and shook it at the little girl tied to the tree for a while, and shouted, "Ugly girl, it's too late to ask this son to spare you. 」

The little girl's eyes were indifferent, and she never said a word, and refused to open her mouth to beg for mercy. The little boy was deflated, and became angry, threw his bow and arrows under his horse, and exclaimed, "It will be cheaper for you to kill you with one arrow." Someone came, stripped her of her clothes, and saw how many quarters of an hour she could last. 」

When all the house slaves heard this, they all laughed: "It's freezing this day, I'm afraid I won't be able to last long." As he spoke, they began to peel off the little girl's undergarment.

The little girl's expression finally stirred, her eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't hold it down. There are all kinds of grievances and unwillingness in her eyes, but this resentment is hidden in her eyes and does not leak out at all. When the little boy saw these bright eyes full of spring dew and resentment, he moved his mind again and exclaimed, "Wait, you first smear her face and let my son take a closer look." 」

The house slaves stopped tearing at the little girl's shirt, and one of them wiped the little girl's face with his sleeve and wiped the mud off her face. The plaster falls off, revealing a clean face. The face was petite and immature, as if it could be held in one hand, the nose and mouth were also very small, with a pair of curved eyebrows and big eyes, which was very beautiful, and although the skin on the face was still slightly muddy and gray, it could be seen that the red and white were mixed together, condensed like fat, smooth as jade. The whole face is like a fragrant snow plum, in this winter, it is amazing.

The little boy's eyes widened, and he didn't realize that he was stupid. It took a long time before he came back to his senses and said happily, "Ah, it's a natural little beauty!"

"It's a pity that he is a few years younger, otherwise he would just be a concubine for Gongzi. A few house slaves coaxed and said, "Although it is smaller, it will be taken in as a maid for two or three years, and then it will be inexhaustible, hahaha......