On a winter night, the cold wind howls and whines. In the gloomy mountains and forests, it looks particularly eerie and terrifying.

In a mountain col, there are huge boulders, and between the stacked stones, a suitable place for staying overnight and sheltering from the wind and rain is constructed.

A campfire burned in the hunt, red flames licking the dry firewood, occasionally crackling.

There was a big pheasant on the fire, this bird was unlucky, hit Chen Tang who went into the mountain overnight, was hit by a stone, killed on the spot, and then was slaughtered, and soon turned into a fragrant roast pheasant.

Since Chen Tang left Nanfu County, he didn't pause and rest, he hurried up and drove for most of the day, and he was already far, far away from Nanfu County. He did not take the official road to Ningzhou Mansion, but ran to another direction and took the road to Qinzhou.

Just walking, he found himself showing signs of getting lost.

In this time and space, it is difficult to find a specific map of the world. It is mainly necessary to rely on the general directions of southeast, south, and northwest to identify the path, but there is no compass or anything like that. When the environment is cramped, or the weather is gloomy, if you don't see the sun and the moon, if you are not careful, you will get lost on the road.

As for asking for directions, it is a false proposition. Local residents, ordinary people, and many people hardly go out of the county seat all their lives, and asking them is tantamount to asking questions blindly.

Chen Tang wanted to take advantage of the fact that Ningzhou was not blocked, and in a short period of time, he tried to go as far as possible. In this way, let Yang Linhe, the commander of Ningzhou, use all his means, it is difficult to catch him.

Anyway, after killing Yang Zichu, Chen Tang was like cutting off a pair of shackles on his body. Since then, the sky is free to fly, the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and you are free to fly. It is no longer restricted by the rules and regulations of officialdom.

Calculated that it was only a short period of time for him to go to Nanfu County, but he felt that his life was like a year, and he was very unhappy.

The most important thing is that, as Yang Zichu said: the way of the world has changed, and all the order and rules of the past will suffer huge impact and destruction, and officialdom will bear the brunt. When the prestige of the imperial court is not there, and the local forces below are divided, those local officials who do not belong to the lineage will have a very difficult life. Unless you can nod your head and take refuge in the forces, there will be no place at all.

Chen Tang's experience is a very typical epitome.

The Yang family forced him to marry Yang Qiuxue, which was actually a letter of nomination. In order to show loyalty, he wants to become the son-in-law of the Yang family.

Of course, there is also a reason why Yang Qiuxue takes a fancy to him. If it is replaced by an uncle who does not have the appearance of the show, the Yang brothers and sisters will put forward other requirements. But essentially, it's all the same.

Anyway, there are only two ways to go, obey, or become a prisoner, or even die.

However, Chen Tang was unwilling to send people under the fence and suffer from that nest, and he was even more unwilling to be restrained, so he staged a scene of anger and blood splashing five steps. From now on, I am afraid that there will be no Chen Tanhua in this world, but only a ranger named "Chen Tang".

Some of the officialdom ambitions that once existed, and some of the blueprints for governance that had been planned, were like bubbles that had been punctured in the face of the cruel reality, and they were turned to ashes in an instant. Unwilling to compromise, will not bow his head and bend over, destined to be unable to mix.

But this is Chen Tang's temperament and choice, and he has no regrets.

When you turn around decisively, the fame and official body have become a thing of the past. The sky and the earth are big, and the world is magnificent.

Chen Tang suddenly thought that what Yan Huandan said that day was really prescient. It turned out that the bearded man had already seen through Chen Tang's character, and in the officialdom, it was destined not to last......

Running all the way, thinking a lot. On the way, I met a township family and spent money to buy some oil and salt supplies, as well as clothing. Changing out of the original clothes, putting on a mowgli face, and changing your body is equivalent to changing a person.

However, the skin can be changed, but the road quotation documents are difficult to forge, without those, if you want to take the official road, it is easy to be recognized, so you have to choose the road.

He has martial arts and a horse demon to ride, but he is not worried about not being able to survive in the wild. The first thing you do when you enter the mountains is hunting. At the beginning, it was repeatedly fruitless. After all, birds and beasts are not demented things, standing there stupidly waiting for you to catch them. They are sensitive, hear movement from afar, and immediately run away. Coupled with the cold climate now, it is not easy to encounter a beast in the wilderness.

After searching for more than an hour, it was almost dark, and it was not easy to catch this big pheasant. Because there are no bows and arrows, I am afraid that when I rush up, the pheasant will be alarmed and fly away. After thinking about it for a while, Chen Tang decided to learn martial arts, come to a snap of his fingers, and use stones as a hidden weapon.

I don't know if it's because of my true qi, or if the talent is really good, I hit it with one blow and took the big pheasant into my bag. Then I found this col and camped on fire. In the cold winter, there are no mosquitoes on the mountain, but even in the hot summer, he is not afraid. There is a sword box, and there is a paperweight, just put it around, and the mosquitoes suddenly disappeared, and they didn't dare to get close to the range.

As for the rouge horse, it doesn't need to be leashed, just let it move freely outside, eat grass and leaves, and choose whatever you want.

Here, you can't provide it with fine food.

The rouge horse was accustomed to eating good things, and the taste was tricky, and he didn't eat grass leaves, and smelled the aroma of roast chicken, so he hurried over and looked at it with a blank eye.

This horse demon turned out to be a foodie too!

The pheasant hadn't been roasted yet, so Chen Tang didn't care about it for the time being, and immediately took out the seal of the county magistrate.

As an official in the past, the official seal is a very important document that cannot be damaged or lost. But now it's different, the unofficial is light, and he has no worries, and he refuses to let go of the breath in the official seal.

Absorbing official spirit, for him, he has long been familiar with the road. Holding the official seal in his hand, the exercises are performed, but after a while, the breath in this seal is absorbed.

The aura contained in this official seal is not much, but it can also be worth two or three years of homework. Today, Chen Tang fought for a while, ran and bumped for a long time, and was feeling tired, nourished by this breath, and suddenly looked energetic again.

When the roast chicken is cooked, he takes it off, tears it up, and throws it to rouge. As soon as this product opened its mouth, it was held in its mouth, and it was chewed and eaten, and it looked like it was very fragrant.

A roast chicken does not have much meat, except for hair and internal organs, etc., and there are only two or three catties left. After getting a little colder, Chen Tang immediately feasted. After a while, there was a skeleton of bones left in his hand. Over there, Rouge was still salivating and looking very dissatisfied.

"No, next time I catch a big one, I'll let you eat enough!"

Chen Tang threw the skeleton away and said with a greasy mouth.

After thinking about it, he took the official seal that had been drained of his breath, and saw that his appearance had gradually dimmed.

After a moment's hesitation, he reached out and threw it into the fire, crackling and burning.

(In the last chapter, some readers were very skeptical about the ability of the horse demon, and the author was very puzzled, I clearly wrote it clearly, it was a sprint in a state of extreme speed, and he ran for several miles, and the protagonist felt sorry for the horse, so he slowed down - note, it was slowed down, not that the horse couldn't run!)