The two men who spoke were in their fifties, they were dressed ordinarily, and each of them was followed by a dozen young disciples. They stood not far from the city gates, apparently having just been registered by the officers and soldiers.

Although the voices of the two of them were very soft, Shen Linfeng's hearing was different from ordinary people, and he could naturally hear their conversation clearly. And looking at the dress of these two people, it should be just some small sects in the rivers and lakes. Gangs like them, who have no status in the rivers and lakes, will inevitably be oppressed by the imperial court on weekdays, so it is natural that they do not have a good impression of the officers and soldiers in their hearts.

The two muttered for a long time, and after one of them found out about Shen Linfeng, his face was obviously panicked.

"Alright, alright, stop complaining! Let's go......"

Shen Linfeng looked at the backs of these two groups of people leaving, and secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Now the people of the Central Plains are still on guard against each other, how can they deal with the Demon Sect that has been planning for a long time at that time?"

"Hey, hey...... What are you doing there? Hurry up, hurry up!" The officer and soldier who had just been in charge of registration pointed at Shen Linfeng and shouted vigorously.

Shen Linfeng nodded at him slightly, then turned around and left.

Nanyang really deserves to be a prosperous place, Shen Linfeng walked along the main road for a while, and four spacious streets suddenly appeared in front of him. The street is lined with shops and pedestrians.

The door is like a market, and the shopkeeper of each store can't keep his mouth shut.

Shen Linfeng covered his face with a hat, dressed ordinarily, and the two swords were also wrapped and hidden behind his back. Probably the only thing that caught the eye was the white fox tail on the hilt of the sword.

In terms of this outfit, it is too inconspicuous compared to most pedestrians in the street. Because as far as the eye can see, almost the entire street is full of tall and strong men. Most of them have rough faces, and when they walk, they are swaggering and majestic. Each of them has the aura of a triumphant general.

Shen Linfeng didn't want to be too eye-catching, but his coarse linen clothes, coupled with his slightly thin body, the whole image is really difficult not to attract attention compared to other pedestrians.

He pulled the brim of his hat down again, and went straight along the main road. After walking for more than half an hour, a six-zhang tall gatehouse suddenly appeared in front of Shen Linfeng's eyes.

Red pillars and red tiles, there is a huge plaque hanging in the middle of the gatehouse, and there are two words on it: Liyang!

The scene behind the gatehouse was no different from the place where Shen Linfeng had just passed, but he still found a trace of difference, the fifth day of the first month of March was approaching, and the streets of Nanyang were naturally mostly martial arts people. But most of the pedestrians behind the gatehouse are of the same age and dressed uniformly.

Shen Linfeng couldn't help but want to go through the gatehouse to find out......

"Wait!" a man dressed in black at the bottom of the gatehouse stretched out his hand to stop Shen Linfeng.

At the same time, more than a dozen men in black who were also dressed quickly ran out from the opposite side of the gatehouse. They are of the same age, their swords are uniform, and they can't even see the slightest difference in height ratio.

"What's the matter?" asked Shen Linfeng.

"Invitation ......," the man at the head said coldly.

Shen Linfeng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "No!"

The man in black stretched out his hand and pointed back, and said: "I'm sorry, Liyang City is full of martial arts gangs with invitations, as for those who don't have invitations, please continue to stay in Lisheng City, and wait until the day after tomorrow, someone will take you to Baiyun Temple." After speaking, the man's eyes swept over the people behind Shen Linfeng, and what he said just now was obviously also said to them.

Shen Linfeng understood that all the invited martial arts gangs were all concentrated in the city behind the gatehouse. As for a single-handedly wanderer like him, or some small gangs and factions that are not in the stream, they are all concentrated in the Lisheng City area that he has just passed.

Shen Linfeng glanced up at the opposite side of the gatehouse again, presumably the forest of transformation and the senior sister of Qiu Ningxue all lived in this Liyang District. The fifth day of the first lunar month is approaching, if you can't meet with them in advance to discuss the strategy of dealing with the Demon Sect, I am afraid that you will really be caught off guard by the Demon Sect at that time.

"Young man, young man!" the man in black called coldly.

Shen Linfeng came back to his senses and fell on the man's cold face again.

"Young man, please go back, don't embarrass us!"

Shen Linfeng smiled lightly, it was better to keep a low profile for now. Nanyang City covers a vast area, and it must be not the only feasible way to go to Liyang City.

"Excuse me!" Shen Linfeng turned and left. As he was leaving, he glanced at the men in black again. The black fabric looks soft and shiny, and is clearly made of fine cloth. Another thing they all have in common is that they all have a wooden waist tag hanging from their waists.

Shen Linfeng only glanced at it in a hurry, and as for the specific appearance of the waist card, he didn't see it clearly.

Since the passage was blocked, Shen Linfeng simply found an inn to live in first, and then found another way.

It's easy to say, but I don't know that Shen Linfeng really wasted his strength in order to find this inn. Not to mention that the guest rooms are full, and even looking for a restaurant for a glass of wine is full.

In the evening, Shen Linfeng had no choice but to go to the green building to deal with it for a night. Just as he turned the corner of the Qinglou street, a small yellow oil lamp caught his attention.

The oil lamp was in the deepest part of an alley, and he swayed from side to side, and between the light and the dark, the word "accommodation" could be faintly seen.

On his side was the urgent call of the girls, and in front of him was the flickering oil lamp. Shen Linfeng tightened the cloth bag behind his back, and then walked towards the depths of the alley.

The door of the "inn" was hidden, and Shen Linfeng pushed the door directly. There was no counter, no oncoming shopkeeper, only an old man squatting on the ground to add firewood and boiling water.

"Do you want to stay in the hotel?" said a slightly hoarse voice.

Shen Linfeng glanced at the furnishings in the "inn", but there was only a steaming iron pot and a room blocked by a door curtain, and a staircase extending upwards.

"Well, old man, do you still have a place to live?"

"Yes, there is, but ...... I don't have any food here!"

"That'...... Is there any wine?"

The curtain on the old man's side glanced at it.

"Home-brewed rough wine, hard to swallow. If you don't dislike ......"

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" Shen Linfeng replied again and again.

The old man added another handful of firewood to the stove, and then slowly got up. When he turned around, Shen Linfeng couldn't help but gasp.

It's just that the old man's rough face has a raised scar obliquely. His left eye was replaced by this terrible scar, which extended down to the corner of his mouth on the right side of his face.

"Go up the stairs to the second room, the door is unlocked......"