From Fuzhou to the south, through Quanzhou, crossing the Xiangshui, ten days in a flash.

Miao and Song have nothing to do with it, even if it is the boundary of Pingzhou in front of them, there is only one small shop on the side of the road, and there are five or six wooden tables in front of the store, which is a symbol of the state border.

Although Miao Jiang also belongs to Guangnan Road, but according to the habits of Miao people, it is divided into three states, the northernmost Yunzhou terrain is rugged, it is also where the royal court of Miao Jiang is located, sinkholes and karst caves abound, although the road is not so difficult, the scenery along the way is often terrifying.

Ziyang Prefecture in the west borders with Waran, is the most prosperous landscape of Miao Jiang, the most unusual scenery, Miao to the Song Dynasty after the minister, often Song people come here to travel, many officials even to the king and be degraded here for pride. Although it is worth visiting, Zhao Wu'an's trip will not pass through Yangzhou.

And Pingzhou in the south is also the place where Zhao Wu'an and An Qing traveled. A hasty rest at the border of Pingzhou, tomorrow morning, will start from here, and from now on will be westward, straight into Yunzhou.

Since they separated from Xu Rong that day, Zhao An and the two have traveled all the way, but they have never seen a similar outfit to the attacker in the hotel that day, on the contrary, they have encountered many soldiers dressed in the same clothes as the soldiers of the Feique Battalion, riding horses and moving between the Miao and Song borders, and the atmosphere between the ranks is solemn.

If it is said that Miao Song started a war, Zhao Wu'an does not believe it. But the soldiers of the Feique Battalion were so urgently mobilized, presumably something big happened. What is the situation, Zhao Wu'an most likely did not have the opportunity to witness.

Picked a clean table in front of the shop and sat down, regardless of the dust caused by the horses and donkeys on the road, Zhao Wu'an opened his mouth and asked for two strong teas, and then he drank it for a while, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and soothed the fatigue of the past few days.

After days of hurrying, An Qing was also tired and half dead, and it was easy to walk to Pingzhou today, and she felt that her back was sore all over her body, a small cup of strong tea, but the entrance was like a jade dew, she also learned from Zhao Wu'an, tilted her neck, and drank the whole tea, which was a long sigh of relief, and she couldn't wait to cry out for joy.

Zhao Wu'an smiled helplessly, stretched out his sleeves to wipe the tea from her mouth.

In front of the teahouse, from time to time, Han people rode horses and whips past, startling a burst of wind and dust.

Tired all day, getting up early and resting late, this rare leisure at this moment makes the two of them prefer to sit quietly and feel the hustle and bustle of the red dust, rather than chatting with each other non-stop as usual.

Although the teahouse was small, the five or six tables were already full, and many of them were businessmen who went to Fuzhou from Miaojiang to Fuzhou in the opposite direction. Next to the flagpole was a circle of horse-drawn carts, all packed with goods that looked very valuable.

Zhao Wu'an also listened to the conversation of the group of businessmen, probably because the dark tide in Miaojiang was surging at present, and the clear-eyed people should take advantage of the current situation to be stable, and quickly transport the goods away.

After all, the handmade fabrics of Miaojiang still have a very good sales environment in the north of the Great Song Dynasty, and the number of Miaojiang merchants from the Great Song Dynasty is always high.

However, with the succession of Dai Lou Duyun, the coercive measures that are about to be taken are only to extinguish this wind of commerce and trade.

There was still a lot of tea left in the pot, but Zhao Wu'an had no intention of drinking tea, and sighed quietly.

"What's wrong?" Although she is usually a little arrogant, An Qing has always been meticulous and extremely keenly aware that Zhao Wu'an's sigh is not casual.

Zhao Wu'an felt and said: "It is said that Dailou Duyun is no less than the first demon of the Central Plains of the Greedy Demon Palace, with a gloomy temperament, moody, and casual killing, in my opinion, it is probably a misunderstanding." ”

An Qing crooked her neck. For Zhao Wu'an's sudden emotion, she was really completely confused.

"You're going to go to him, isn't it because he kills people casually that you want to take revenge?"

Back then, running thousands of miles away from Miao Jiang, Dailou Duyun pursued all the way, poisoning 29 innocent women around Zhao Wu'an, the appalling degree of this incident, even An Qing had only heard it once and had firmly remembered it in her heart, which was unforgettable.

Not to mention Zhao Wu'an, who experienced this first-hand.

Zhao Wu'an sighed: "That's true, but Dai Lou Duyun has his own demeanor, and the current city government is only afraid that it is not inferior to many princes and generals." As the king of Miaojiang, he knew that the economic exchanges with the Great Song Dynasty were to poison Miaojiang, and eventually ushered in the end of decay from the inside like Valan, so as soon as he took office, he couldn't wait to deliberately create a storm and send all the merchants of the Great Song Dynasty out of Miaojiang. Such thunderous means show that he is a rare Ming Jun in Miao Jiang, and he is also a strong enemy that the Great Song Dynasty has to focus on. ”

An Qing shook her head and said she didn't understand.

"Nowadays, there is no war in the four seas, but how did Valan start civil strife? It is precisely because the king of Valan was murdered by the Great Song Dynasty. Dailou Duyun will go to Jiuda Temple, also to find out the truth about the great change in King Valan's temperament back then, and he has indeed achieved his goal, so he has strengthened his policy. Cooperating with the Song Dynasty is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger, and Dailou Duyun would rather retreat and lock himself up, fighting to defeat both sides, and will not let the Great Song Dynasty have a chance to disintegrate Miao Jiang in the same way. That's where his brilliance lies. ”

An Qing frowned, indicating that she still didn't understand.

Zhao Wu'an thought helplessly and said: "All in all, Miao Jiang is in chaos, half of it is the truth that came out of the death of the previous King Miao, and the other half is the bureau directed and acted by Dai Lou Duyun in order to achieve the goal. He would rather cut off his own retreat than give the Great Song Dynasty the slightest chance to erode Miao Jiang. Although it seems that the Miaojiang Mansion will fall now, and the Dailou Duyun has no prestige, as long as the Great Song Dynasty does not send troops head-on, Miaojiang will never fall within fifteen years. ”

"That's it!" An Qing nodded in realization, "But why is that?"

"At the end of the day, it's because this person is really unusual. Zhao Wu'an said lightly.

An Qing was right, he was moody and killed people casually, but even in Jiuda Temple, in the face of Zhao Wu'an's crazy offensive with six swords, he was able to calm down and deny himself, and he never moved his mind to take the initiative against Zhao Wu'an or Duan Taoli from beginning to end. How difficult is this for a demon who wants to poison someone because of a disagreement?

Dai Lou Duyun is such a person who is cruel to others and even more cruel to himself. When his biological father died, he carried the entire Miao Jiang on his shoulders, and he couldn't help but say anything and was desperate, just step by step, step by step, step by step, without hesitation.

With such a person as an opponent, Zhao Wuan really feels that Sansheng is lucky. It's a pity that Wen Chuanyu is not here at this time, otherwise Zhao Wuan really wanted to nod his forehead, and said proudly I have met a more interesting opponent.

Although he is not tolerated in the world, he is chased by black and white, and although he has a weak nature and has long looked down on all the fame and fortune in the world, Zhao Wuan still has to admit that in his bones, he is very much looking forward to meeting such an opponent.

Probably just like Duan Hunttian's desire to fight Hu Buxi, Zhao Wu'an was also extremely looking forward to the day when he really fought with Dailou Duyun at this time.

On that day, it must be a clear sky, and the rainbow will be cut off in one go.

After drinking a few pots of tea, I watched the sun sink in the west, and I also saw a lot of business travelers walking along the way and resting in the teahouse.

After resting enough, the distant mountains gradually contained the sunset, Zhao Wu'an and An Qing walked south and walked half a mile in the twilight, and saw a mottled flag fluttering in the broken west wind, and the inn below was full of people.

"Let's rest here today. I came here ten years ago and the owner is a nice guy. Zhao Wu'an stared at the flag carefully, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

An Qing didn't notice his strange appearance, and when she heard that Zhao Wu'an had lived here, she immediately became excited: "Yes, if we go to greet the shopkeeper, can he give us a discount for the sake of being a regular customer?"

Zhao Wu'an lowered his head lightly and said softly, "I can't fight." ”

"Oh, you're all ten years old, and he doesn't necessarily remember you. ”

"She couldn't get a discount because she was dead and buried under a peach tree in the backyard. Zhao Wu'an said lightly.

An Qing was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until Zhao Wu'an crossed her body and walked forward a long way that An Qing woke up like a dream, and ran forward to apologize with a face full of chagrin: "I didn't mean to......"

"It's fine. Zhao Wu'an shook his head lightly and walked into the inn.

The banner in front of the store was hoarse by the wind.

I haven't seen it for ten years, this store hasn't changed much, although the couplets are old, they are still familiar, there are not many customers in the store, the dishes are not good or bad, and they are no different from Zhao Wu'an's expectations, but the shopkeeper behind the counter seems to have changed a strange face.

Zhao Wu'an paid the money silently, and the two were led to the backyard by the guy, without staying long.

There were already a few horses in the courtyard eating the fodder in the trough, and on the edge of the stable, a man who looked like a dart master was carefully tending to his good bow, his eyes were arrogant, and the carriage beside him was neatly stacked with more than a dozen boxes of goods, and at a glance he knew that the price was very high.

There was a stone table in the courtyard, and at this moment there was a pot-bellied merchant leaning against the table and drinking, his face was already flushed, but he just continued to drink himself in silence. There was no food to drink, no one to drink with, and he was so drunk that he couldn't even tell whether he was proud or frustrated.

There were only two people in the huge compound who were immersed in the things in front of them, and even An Qing felt that her appearance was really a disturbance.

"This is your dwelling. The man led them to a door and said.

At that moment, Zhao Wu'an seemed to feel that the bow-wielding dart master on the side of the stable glanced at him.

An Qing clapped her hands lightly, and said with some satisfaction: "This inn looks good, I can finally sleep well! And if it's on the first floor, it's easy to get in and out, I really want to stay here for a few more days!"

Zhao Wu'an chuckled, "We don't have enough silver. ”

"I know, I know, I just said it casually. Taking the key in the man's hand, An Qing opened the door and walked into the guest room, and when he turned around, he saw Zhao Wu'an also walking in, and suddenly his face turned red, and he asked softly, "You...... Only opened one?"

"Yes, we don't have enough money. Zhao Wu'an replied as a matter of course.

An Qing's face turned red again, and she didn't speak.

Zhao Wu'an disagreed: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you." ”

"I ...... Of course I didn't expect anything!" An Qing wanted to cover up.

Zhao Wu'an put the sword box on the corner of the bed, untied the white robe and tied it at the head of the bed, and didn't look back at her, but replied meaningfully: "Oh-"

An Qing angrily glared at his back.

Zhao Wu'an took off his coat, and put the unloaded sword box back on his shoulder, the hand holding the back rope clenched tightly, and still didn't look back, "Something is going to happen tonight." ”

“...... Huh?"

Zhao Wu'an pushed the door open again, neither looking at the dart master next to the stable nor at the drunken merchant, just quietly staring at the peach tree in the courtyard that was budding in the evening breeze.

"The peach blossoms bloom, and the swallow returns. Murder night, white under the moon. Zhao Wu'an said twelve words softly.

An Qing, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, frowned inexplicably, unable to understand what medicine was sold in Zhao Wu'an's gourd: "Can you make it clearer, I don't know what you're talking about at all!"

Zhao Wu'an just raised his feet and went out and left.

"Whatever happens, don't open the door. ”

With a thud, Zhao Wu'an closed the door tightly.

An Qing felt that something was too wrong, so she hurriedly jumped out of bed, rushed to the door, and pushed the door outward, only to find that no matter how hard she tried, the door that was clearly unlocked could not be opened.

"Zhao Wu'an, Zhao Wu'an! If you have anything to say, don't always want to leave me alone!" An Qing slammed the door desperately.

But there was no sound outside the door.

It was as if he had gone from here to the netherworld.