Half a month later.

Ling Feiyun held Qilin'er in his arms and the three of them walked through the territory of the Enshi Tujia family and entered Tongren County on the border of Hunan and Guizhou. Tongren County belongs to Guizhou Prefecture and is the first county in the north of Guizhou Prefecture.

The huge stone of Zitongguan is built up, ten zhang high and ten zhang thick, and the left and right winding stretches for dozens of miles. Ling Feiyun and the three of them were in the dust all the way, and they were being interrogated by the officers and soldiers guarding the city in front of the north gate at this moment.

"Where did you come from, and where are you going?" asked the officers and soldiers of the city as usual.

"I came from Jiangbei and wanted to go to Dali County, Yunnan Prefecture. Ling Feiyun also said casually.

"Huh, listen to the accent, you are the Jingxiang people!" asked the officers and soldiers guarding the city suspiciously, a hint of joy flashing between their eyebrows.

"Exactly, dare to ask what the military master commands?" Ling Feiyun's mind turned sharply, and his heart was already twelve points vigilant.

"No, no, I just heard the voice of my hometown, so I have this question, I am also from Jingxiang to Nansanhe County, and I am really sentimental to meet my neighbors today. The soldiers defending the city shook their heads and sighed, feeling homesick.

"That's the case, since you are from your hometown, you should go to the city to find a place to stay and drink a glass of homesick wine!" Ling Feiyun was relieved, and he actually felt a little homesick, but more of this kind of wandering melancholy, and urgently needed a glass of spirits to pour it.

"No, no, I haven't been back to my hometown for many years and can't hear the hometown sound, I really can't bear this hometown sound, so as not to miss my hometown characters, if you go to Dali, Yunnan, this gate into the city, go straight to the south of the city, out of the south gate there is a horse farm, the horse farm stable officer and I have a very good personal relationship, can say to him that I borrowed two fast horses from my fellow villagers, because there are many bandits and strongmen along the way, or be careful, pick up the official road and go, the horses can go out of Guizhou Mansion in a month, Yunnan is not far away!"

"It's really 'a long drought and a rain, and a foreign country meets an old acquaintance' Thank you!" Ling Feiyun couldn't bear to look at these eyes full of homesickness anymore, turned around and left, shook his head and sighed: "Immediately meet you without paper and pen, and report peace with your words!" Sighing from afar, the lonely back is gradually drifting away, and the sorrow behind him is also, Ling Feiyun at this moment is not a lonely person who has left his hometown.

Walk less than three miles to the south gate, out of the south gate and go three miles, see a horse farm, the horse farm does not occupy a place, it seems unwilling to destroy the small plain that is difficult to find between the Yunnan-Guizhou mountains, hundreds of horses wander freely and freely on the sea of grass, a vast and comfortable. It's just a row of randomly built wooden houses, and a plaque is hung obliquely on the door of one of the thirteen wooden houses, which reads: Zitong Guannanyuan Racecourse.

Ling Feiyun and the three of them walked straight towards the wooden house, knocked on the door, and shouted loudly: "Your Excellency is here, the master of the stables, we are fellow villagers of the military master guarding the north gate, and I have come to borrow two fast horses from the lord, and I hope to see you!" Ling Feiyun was originally a lieutenant general in the army, and his words were neat and decent.

"Fence up!" There was a shout from all around, and hundreds of soldiers came out of the thirteen wooden houses, all of them armed with steel short knives or holding Zhangba spears, quickly surrounded in a circle, surrounding Ling Feiyun and the three of them.

The three of them slowly walked out of a wooden house in the middle and stood face to face with Ling Feiyun, one of whom was the soldier defending the city who had been talking to Ling Feiyun at the north gate earlier.

"It's actually you!" Ling Feiyun was a little angry, because of the deception, but more because of the many homesickness and nostalgia before, and he felt even more ashamed and angry when he thought of it.

"Yes, it's me, your old man of Jingxiang. “

"Why?" Ling Feiyun suppressed the anger in his heart, but he also wanted to know the reason for this sadness.

"Because of this!" the soldier casually threw out a yellow document, and Ling Feiyun, the general in front of the palace, naturally knew the power represented by the yellow document, which was a symbol of imperial power and the ultimate embodiment of power in the world.

Ling Feiyun silently picked up the imperial list on the ground, and gently unfolded it: "Huang Yan, a hero of China, recently quelled the rebellion, I remember the pillars of his court, the minister of the humerus, and specially canonized Huang Yan as the king of Jingxiang, hereditary reckless for all generations, Xu Qi wore a yellow coat, and rode the six dragons to hold the tiger, for this reason, I told the subjects of the world, and the king did not forget to rebel, and the rebel minister Guo Jinlong was in charge of the Dongting battle, all of them were ambushed, and the remnants of the party were pursued and suppressed. “

The imperial list slipped lightly from Ling Feiyun's hand, Ling Feiyun's eyes were slightly closed, it was difficult to hide the sadness in his heart, and he opened his eyes slightly, and there was a copy of the criminal department list in his hand, which was a copy portrait of himself and the sword idiot.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha!" Ling Feiyun couldn't help but laugh wildly, "Big brother, you know it now! This is the court that you have faithfully served all your life, this is the emperor you have worshiped the early dynasty as the king, you have been loyal to the country and the people all your life, but in the end you ended up like this, the rebellious ministers have been stinking for thousands of years, sad and painful!"

"Don't talk nonsense, just tie your hands and arrest it!" General Ling!" the leader finally spoke. The leader is dressed in pig iron armor, wearing a pig iron beast helmet, and a pair of pig skin boots.

"I don't want to kill people today, you and others are either strong men enlist in the army, or prisoners on death row, they are all hard-serving people, let's go, go home, just to comfort the spirit of Brother Jinlong in the sky, and comfort the eldest brother for the chivalrous act of the country in his life. Ling Feiyun's eyes were frowning, and he was so sharp that he was so frightened that the soldiers around him were shocked, and he unconsciously took a half step back.

"Hmph, the sick woodcutter also dares to underestimate us, the secret report mentions that you are already seriously injured, where can you resist the spear in the hands of hundreds of brothers such as me, brothers, don't be afraid, everyone will cut him into meat puree with a knife, and the reward is only in front of you!"

"Good, good, good, good!" Ling Feiyun's voice became low and slow, but it concealed a murderous intent, like a blade of sound blade cutting at everyone's ears and cheeks, burning slightly.

"Not only is it to fight for wealth and nobility with my life, but also to live up to the manly spirit of the army, today I will cut off your head with the famous sword and seven stars in my hand, and pay tribute to the spirit of my eldest brother in the sky, and I also swear by this, and from now on I will be inseparable from this unTaoist court!" After speaking, Ling Feiyun slowly stretched out his right hand, gently spread out his slightly trembling palm, and said, "Senior, please take out the sword." “

"If it doesn't work, let the old man come to relax your muscles and bones, your body is extremely injured, don't act rashly!" The sword idiot tried his best to dissuade him, for fear that Ling Feiyun's old illness would recur.

"No need, please ask the seniors to come out of the Seven-Star Xuanwu!" Ling Feiyun's tone was firm, and there was no room for negotiation.

"Whew!"

A cold light came out of the sheath, and the Seven Star Xuanwu was already tightly held in Ling Feiyun's hand, Ling Feiyun tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand again, and said indifferently: "This is the distance between life and death? Isn't it human power, so what's the use of this heavenly creation? How many innocent beings have died in vain?"