Coming out of the village, he followed the path straight to the town, bought a horse at random at an inn, and rode on his way. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The spring equinox is warm, and the sun is shining.

The willow trees on both sides of the road have grown new branches, the lush green leaves have been plucked by the farmers for food, and the distant fields are ploughed and children playing.

There are groups of rich children or well-educated people who go to spring together, enjoy the scenery, and chant poems.

Walking slowly all the way, looking slowly, day and night alternated, and half a month passed, and before he knew it, he had come to Luoyang.

Luoyang, the eastern capital, the ancient capital of the Three Dynasties and the important town of the Six Dynasties, is prosperous only in Beijing, and crowns the Central Plains.

The nine-zhang high wall stretches out for an unknown distance, and it is full of scars left by the war. They are silently telling the story of the Golden Iron Horse.

The entire city was like a giant beast dormant on the earth, a desolate and heavy momentum greeted it, and everyone who came to Luoyang for the first time would be shocked by its majesty, and Han Li was no exception.

Like all cities, Luoyang also has four city gates in the east, south, west and north, each city gate is six zhang high, set up a horse rejection, and there are two huge bronze city gates. Two teams of elite soldiers were stationed at the door, checking on passers-by.

Han Li dismounted early, preparing to enter the city with the flow of people, but he hadn't reached the city gate for half an hour.

Even though there are four city gates, each gate is still crowded, and all kinds of people are waiting here to enter and exit Luoyang.

It took him another half an hour before he entered the city, and as far as the eye could see, the streets were full of people, and there were many shops and restaurants, and the sound of shouting and selling was endless.

This kind of prosperity is not comparable to Weicheng, this kind of cultural heritage is also not comparable to Weicheng, after all, Weicheng is only a prosperous city of commoners, and Luoyang is the city of the Son of Heaven, the imperial spirit is extremely strong, you can see dignitaries everywhere here, strange people and strange people grab a handful, how can the ancient capital of the three dynasties be a waste of fame?

"Smack"

Another hand sneaked into Han Li's money bag, and when the man thought he had succeeded, a sharp pain suddenly came from his hand, and he hurriedly retracted his hand, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he went straight into the crowd. Han Li didn't bother to chase after him, and continued to lead the horse forward.

For a full hour, he didn't turn Luoyang around, so he simply found a place to settle first. At this time, there was an inn not far ahead.

"Guest House"

Seeing that a guest was coming, the shopkeeper hurriedly called the shopkeeper to come over and greet Han Li.

"Guest officer, do you want to eat or stay in the hotel?" asked the shopkeeper attentively.

"Stay in the store," Han Li said with a smile, and then handed the horse to the shopkeeper to lead and feed.

"Shopkeeper, bring me some of the good wine and food from your shop!" He sat down at a table by the wall, ordered a few signature dishes, and drank his tea.

The efficiency of this kitchen is still very fast, and he has just finished drinking a cup of tea and has successively prepared the dishes.

"Guest officer, you use it slowly"

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The dishes in this inn are still quite good, and several signature dishes Han Li tastes good. I poured another glass of wine and ate slowly. The diners around him saw that the long knife on his back was far away, and he was happy to be quiet.

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"Shopkeeper Zhang, I'm here to deliver the goods. A crisp voice sounded, and Han Li looked up, just in time to see a sixteen or seventeen-year-old handsome man walking into the inn with a backpack on his back, apparently to deliver something. The man was thin and wore a patched gown. Han Li withdrew his gaze and continued to drink himself.

At this time, the shopkeeper came out of the backyard, holding an account book in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Ning Caichen, why did you deliver the goods ahead of schedule this time?"

"Ning Caichen?"

Han Li's ears moved, as if he had heard some familiar name.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, my shopkeeper said that he was afraid of forgetting, and it happened to be in stock, so he asked me to send it to you first!" The handsome man named Ning Caichen said to Shopkeeper Zhang while taking out a bottle of wine from his back basket.

"Okay, shopkeeper, you count a little bit to see if it's right. ”

"Can I still worry about the goods you sent? Come, this is wine money!" Shopkeeper Zhang directly took out a silver ingot and handed it to Ning Caichen.

After carefully putting away the ingot of silver, Ning Caichen left the inn with the basket on his back, he still has a lot of wine to send today, but he can't delay the time.

"Shopkeeper, what was the name of this person just now?" The shopkeeper who was checking the account book was startled by this sudden voice, and it turned out that Han Li was already standing beside him at some point.

After the shopkeeper closed the account book, he sighed and said, "You're talking about the person who just delivered the wine, right? is also a poor man, since he was a child, he has no parents, and he has grown up with difficulty, but fortunately he met his shopkeeper and gave him a bite to eat, this child is also a good person, serious in his work, and good in heart. ”

It seemed that it was him, but in the future, Ning Caichen, the protagonist of Lanruo Temple, let Han Li encounter it today, and it was really impermanent.

He didn't want to contact Ning Caichen now, there was no need for this, Ning Caichen had his own way to go, and he also had his own things to do. If this is the will of heaven, then they are destined to see each other in Lanruo Temple.

Then he wrote a room in this inn and stayed in it, because it was not in the downtown area, it was not very noisy, and even a little quiet.

He took a comfortable hot bath, and after changing into clean clothes, he began to meditate and rest.

Constantly operating according to the mental method of the Seven Injuries Fist spectrum, the internal force is tempered by the five organs, and then the trace of the five elements of vitality wrapped around the five organs begins to condense. However, this level is still far from turning out the Five Elements Sword Qi, and he still needs the Four Exercises to assist in cultivating the Five Qi of Heaven and Earth, but unfortunately it took a lot of money to get a Seven Injuries Fist, let alone four doors. Now he can't cultivate the Five Qi Xuanming Slash for the time being.

The night passed like this, the morning sun rose, and he finished meditating. With the Cold Moon Knife on his back, he left the inn and began to wander around Luoyang.

In the end, he still came to Luoshui.

This is a big river that does not lose the Wei River at all, a branch of the Yellow River, which crosses two continents, with monstrous waves and turbulent water. It has also created hundreds of thousands of acres of fertile land on both sides of the strait. Just as Weicheng is backed by the Wei River, Luoyang is also not far from Luoshui. With Han Li's light skills, a cup of tea was there.

The surface of the river is hundreds of zhang wide, and the waves are turbulent, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, which is the power of nature.

However, he didn't know that a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing an embroidered gold Taoist robe had already arrived in Luoyang like him, and then rushed to Luoshui non-stop, where Han Li was.

Danger looms.