The winter wind is becoming more and more bleak and cold, and it also brings a bitter cold to people's hearts. However, it was said that Lu Yincong and Huo Taifeng rushed to Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province to rescue the brothers of the Haihui Society, and had been in Uncle Wei's house for more than half a month.

On the fifth day of the lunar month, Lu Yincong was dressed in a dark green robe, with a light brown belt tied with an amber belly, a light jasper ring hanging from his waist, and a pure white jade stone in the center of the belt.

After discussing with Huo Taifeng, he found Luo Ti and said, "Brother, this brother from Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province will temporarily entrust you and Huo Sange to lead." Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces are our important bases, and we must not afford to lose. Third Brother Huo is a very good person, if you have anything unclear, you can ask him for advice. I'm going to go back to Huguang Province first, where I and the head of the general association have been in charge, and I also have to ask Zhang Gui and the others when the date of the next competition will be. If the date is set, Huo Sange will also go back, and this Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces will be garrisoned by his brother, so during this time, my brother must learn more from Huo Sange. Luo Ti knew the key point, and immediately led it with the order of the second general. I also thought that General Huo San was not familiar with him, but this important task could be handed over, it must be because Lu Yincong trusted him extremely much, said a lot of things in front of Huo Taifeng, and was even more grateful to Lu Yincong in his heart.

Lu Yincong only returned to Huguang with forty or fifty people, and after packing up, he left the gate of the Wei family, and everyone was sent out. Uncle Wei's long beard fluttered, and Zheng Ran said to Yin Cong: "Child, don't worry, these brothers will be handed over to me." I have a meaning here, I don't know ......" Yin Cong hurriedly said: "Uncle, please speak." Uncle Wei said: "At this age, I didn't do much, I did some business indiscriminately, and earned this family business that is not big or small." I always feel that I haven't really done anything for our Han family in this life, and I feel ashamed. Now this is also an important branch of the Xuhai Society, what I mean is that the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Branch will now have the main hall installed in my place, and I will also do something for our Weihai Society, what do you think?" Lu Yincong was overjoyed, and couldn't help asking: "Uncle is willing to mention the affairs of Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" Uncle Wei stroked his long beard lightly and nodded with a smile. Lu Yincong bowed down, and said in his mouth: "Uncle will never give up in times of danger, which is really a great kindness to me." Your benefits to the Aohai Society, our brothers will never forget. Huo Taifeng and Qiao Luo were both overjoyed, and they all came to bow, and the brothers of the Kuhai congregation also thanked each other. This Uncle Wei watched himself reach middle age, and he could still make friends with so many heroes, although he had such a great business, he had never been so open-minded and happy in his life as at this time.

The little guy led Yin Cong's horse, and Lu Yin Cong said goodbye to everyone, the green robe fluttered slightly, and he turned over and got on the horse lightly. The horse turned around in place, and suddenly the front hooves were raised, and he leaned back and neighed, Yin Cong was startled, and his right hand grabbed the reins of the horse, and with a slight force of his hand, the reins of the horse were broken. In desperation, he had no choice but to turn to the side, his body turned half a circle in the air, and his wide and long sleeves were raised, only to see that he had landed firmly on the ground. The skill is too good to take a closer look.

Lu Yincong looked at this horse who had never been timid when he went out of the battlefield with him on weekdays, but suddenly went crazy today, and was silent for a long time. Huo Taifeng saw this scene, frowned, and came over and whispered to Yin Cong: "I'm afraid it's a bad omen, it's not suitable for travel." Lu Yincong pondered for a moment and said: "Third brother, the auspicious omen is in the hearts of people, not in external objects, and Hugh will block the road because of the words of ghosts and gods." Besides, it has entered the wax moon, and if you don't leave at this time, it will be even more difficult to walk in the future. Why don't you go, this time I'm leaving!" He ordered someone to take another horse's reins, raised his hand to stroke the horse well, turned back to Huo Taifeng and said: "Third brother, I must be more cautious and cautious on the road, don't worry!" Then he broke up with Uncle Wei, Huo Taifeng, and Qiao Luo, and forty or fifty people went south along the outskirts of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I saw smoke and dust billowing out, cold wind hunting, and a group of figures gradually disappeared in the forest.

The more you go south in a few days, the day is not as cold as that, the winter wind is like a mighty spring breeze, and the meaning of Jiangnan is still hidden in the depths. The Chinese and Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi once described the winter in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are clouds:

The weather in Jiangnan is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring.

The frost is light and does not kill the grass, and the desert sand is dry at the beginning of the warm day.

The old leaves are yellow like tender trees, and the cold cherry branches are white flowers.

At this time, he was envious of the idlers and drunk, and the five horses had no reason to enter the restaurant.

It can be seen that the winter in the south of the Yangtze River is more leisurely and quiet, revealing the meaning of floating pleasure, and idlers have to go to the restaurant to find a half-drunk and slightly drunk.

Looking at the sun in the moon, Lu Yincong and his entourage have entered Jiangxi Province, where the Gan River flows. Xi faint morning light, facing the bright sunrise, he saw that the landscape was smart but not half a wisp of cold, the river was bright and seemed to be sprinkled with thousands of purple light, and he was in a good mood. Lu Yincong is also a dashing son, he felt a little tired from the day's rush, and he was happy this morning, so he stopped at a tavern, it was still early in the morning, there was almost no one in the tavern, so he chose a seat to sit.

When the bartender saw that so many people had come, the first one was dressed handsome and strange, how dare he slack off, and he was busy greeting, and the scalded wine was pot after pot on the ground. Lu Yincong looked at the curtains slightly rolled, the sunlight dissolved, and the breeze was Xiaoxiao, and couldn't help but say lightly: "Fusheng only feels less entertainment, and he is willing to love his daughter and smile lightly, persuade the sun to hold wine for you, and leave evening photos among the flowers." After drinking the wine and thinking about the meaning of the word, he couldn't help but look into the distance and sighed slightly.

Lu Yincong was drinking to himself, only to feel two eyes shooting, he glanced at the bamboo curtain of the tavern window, only to see two people with their eyes open sneakily looking in, and Lu Yincong's gaze paired, he immediately withdrew his gaze and hurriedly ran. A person next to him also saw it, and whispered to Yin Cong: "Second general, do you want the brothers to catch up and kill these two people?" Lu Yin Cong raised the wine glass and took a sip before putting it down, and said indifferently: "The two young children who have just debuted don't understand the rules at all! I'm afraid it's a spy from a small gang, don't get in the way of our business, let them go." The man agreed.

The wine was finished, and the bartender settled the wine money, and the group quickly got on the horse and continued to move forward. After a while, you will reach the bank of the Gan River. It was winter, the Ganjiang River was lonely, the bronze mirror was general, and the sunlight flowed on the river surface. Forty or fifty people walked along the riverside, but it was unusually quiet, and only the sound of horses' hooves trampling dead branches and leaves could be heard.

After walking like this for a long time, Lu Yincong suddenly felt a sense of abnormality. This abnormal feeling suddenly hit from the bottom of his heart, as if this journey was quietly a little too much, and often there is always a fierce and dangerous undercurrent lurking under the quiet, which is to set off a life-seeking fight, which is his experience of licking blood from the knife edge of the rivers and lakes for many years. So he calmed down and grew up, not daring to relax for a moment, and with the reins of the horse in his hand, he stepped up his pace.