Ezhou, because Sun Quan called the emperor here during the Three Kingdoms and established the Wu State, it is also known as the capital of Wu, with a long history and a long history. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If we trace back to the roots, thousands of years ago in the wilderness, the crocodile tribe has been farming, fishing, hunting, and breeding here, and since then, it has gone through the change of dynasties and the poison of war, and has always been rich.

Located on the south bank of the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, this city has many large and small lakes, especially Liangzi Lake. The Wuchang fish produced in the lake is delicious, smooth and delicate, whether it is steamed, braised or stewed, it is a delicacy, which can be called the best.

The four ponies and the people of the Golden Lion Dart Bureau went all the way to Ezhou, and on the way, Wang Dart Master would occasionally talk about the history and customs of Ezhou. When I arrived at the east gate of Ezhou City, it was the evening of the third day after leaving Hungry Tiger Gang.

The sunset on the west mountain, the sunset is colorful, the sunset in early winter is gilded on the head of the city, the cold wind pulls the flag, and the hunting sounds. The moss-stained walls look even more ancient and vicissitudes in the twilight.

Traders and merchants, tourists and individual tourists from the suburbs and towns to the city carry them in their hands, carry them on their shoulders, and ox carts pull live poultry and dried goods, cloth, fruits, vegetables and other things to their homes.

The laborers who went out of the city returned with hoes, and the distant visitors who went into the city to stay and rest formed a long line. For a time, there was an endless stream of people coming and going at the city gate.

The four ponies rode slowly with Di Ren and the crowd entering the city, and behind them was a convoy of tea and cloth from the Golden Lion Dart Bureau.

The sound of hooves is soothing, and the wheels are rolling, stretching far along the bluestone road.

As the twilight gets thicker, the restaurants and inns on both sides of the street have been lit up one after another, and the silhouettes of different shapes appear on the window paper like shadow puppetry.

Most of the street vendors are packing up their goods, and a few are haggling with customers for the last deal of the day.

"Ask God to ask about wealth and wealth, and tell fortunes and marriages...... Transshipment changes lives, foolproof......"

A small fortune teller with a goatee, holding a cloth banner with "Zhang Shenxian" written on one side in his left hand, and a bamboo stick in his right hand knocking on the bluestone road, he walked towards him step by step.

Di Ren turned his head and smiled at the pony: "Transfer and change your life, foolproof, if you really have such a means, why bother with street fortune-telling, these Jianghu warlocks are probably just playing tricks and abducting Kuangmeng." ”

"Fame, fortune and wealth are the aspirations of the people, and there are always some people in this world who want to get something for nothing or take shortcuts, so these warlocks who know how to read words and emotions and can speak well always exist. Pony said, looking ahead and frowning.

Three zhang away, a hawker stood under the "Qinxiang Teahouse", crossed his waist with one hand, held a flat pole in the other, and scolded with his head high.

There were two empty baskets beside the vendor, a few pieces of tea sticking to their turbans, their clothes half-wet, and their faces still dripping with water.

I thought it was because some of the immoral tea customers upstairs poured residues on the street, and in anger they abandoned the goods and scolded them.

The hawker was tall and strong, with a very loud voice, and he greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the tea customers upstairs with foul language. As a result, the upstairs tea guest also came to the fire, and the two of them opened their postures, bared their teeth and scolded each other.

As a result, there are people who persuade to fight, join in the fun, watch coldly, and add fuel to the fire, or poke their heads out of the teahouse and restaurant to watch, or gather on the street to watch.

The people who were rushing out of the city stopped, and the people who were anxious to stay gathered around, and the people who were wandering around suddenly discovered something interesting...... The crowd gathered more and more, almost blocking the road, and the pony and the others had to avoid the crowd and ride their horses slowly through one side.

"These people are boring too......"

Pony thought to this and sighed softly. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a tightly wrapped black-lacquered carriage parked beside the road, and the slender charioteer sat on the wheel with a long whip in his hand, closing his eyes and recuperating, deaf to the noise in front of him.

A hint of uneasiness crossed the bottom of the pony's heart, and the driver was too calm, unusually calm.

Two figures in the crowd quietly crowded towards the pony.

Suddenly, the steed that Di Ren was riding neighed and galloped forward.

With a flash of the long whip, the black-lacquered carriage rushed out of the middle of the street and crossed the road, separating Di Ren from the pony and the others.

"Murdered...... Killed ......"

I don't know who in the crowd screamed, as if a bomb had been dropped, and the crowd that was still watching just now exploded, and they scattered in all directions in a panic. Chickens and dogs jumped, melons, fruits and vegetables were scattered all over the ground, and separated children were crying, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

The way of the people was blocked by the black chariots, and the chaotic fleeing people made it difficult for everyone to move an inch, and they could not rush to help.

The mount was frightened and galloped, Di Ren was not surprised, lifted the reins and reined in the horse, and suddenly saw a flash of cold light in front of him, and a long-handled machete slashed horizontally at the horse's head, and immediately pressed the horse's back and stood up.

A bloody arrow flew out, the horse was not finished, and rushed forward with a wail, the pedestrians on the side of the road screamed and dodged, the coal stove for the snack was knocked down, the burning charcoal fire exploded, the hot soup in the pot splashed everywhere, and the pedestrians who couldn't dodge shouted at their father and scolded their mother.

The two figures rushed towards Di Ren in mid-air, one left and one right, cold light and snow, cold and gloomy in the twilight.

As the black-lacquered carriage rushed over, the pony that noticed something bad had ejected with the help of force, jumped in the void, tiptoed a little on the roof of the carriage, and hurried towards Diren again.

The wind was rushing under his feet, and the long whip in the driver's hand swept in like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and five cold rays shot out from the building on the left, striking the pony in front of him.

"Dingding......

With a few crisp sounds, the Qilin Knife slashed a phantom, and the five cold rays reflected back at a faster speed, and a muffled snort sounded, and a black shadow fell from the railing on the second floor.

At the same time, the pony clamped the whip with both feet, and a spinning backlash swooped down on the charioteer, and the knife flashed everywhere, and the chariot was cut in half diagonally from his left shoulder to his right lower abdomen, and died on the spot.

Pony knew very well that the other party was deploying like this, and the target was only Di Ren. Even if everyone in the Golden Lion Dart Bureau encounters obstacles, with Murong Yuxin and good karma to take care of them, it is not a big problem to think about it. didn't stay at the moment, flew up, and rushed to support Mr. Di's darthead.