After breakfast, Sima Wu regretted returning to the room, and fell asleep, Yang Fei had a little worry in his heart, after all, this trip was not out to play, and there was something to do, the three of them had been delayed in Taiyuan for too long, and now even according to the previous plan, they may not be able to rush to Dali before everyone, but they must always do their best, otherwise they will be annoyed to go back to Longkong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Fei spread out the map in front of the table, he had planned to make a little supply in Luoyang and Chang'an, but now it seems that Luoyang can't stay at this station, and he needs to speed up the pace and go directly to Chang'an, and then pass through Liangzhou to Sichuan and Shu. It's just that this road is a little more dangerous, if there are only the three of them, it will be fine, even if you can't beat it, you can still escape, and your life is always harmless, but plus the eldest lady of Yuci Palace, although Yang Fei doesn't know what the martial arts foundation of this little girl is, but he won't think about it.

But thinking about it, this time the thunder knife incident is also extremely strange, maybe going to Dali is also empty, all because of going out to play. Since Huangsha Town, Yang Fei always felt as if everyone was being toyed with and applauded, and the elites of all sects and factions were dispatched.

"Really?"

In an instant, a terrifying thought floated through Yang Fei's mind, no, who has so much difficulty and dares to be the enemy of the entire martial arts, not to mention that the best qualifications and kung fu of each sect are basically in their respective sects, and no one has the courage to do so.

"Bloody Hand Gate?"

Yang Fei thought about it again, the level of several landlords is indeed high, but it has not reached an unprecedented level, but the means are very powerful, plus there is a door owner who has never come forward, no one knows what his true level is. However, the heritage of the traditional faction is by no means in vain, Yang Fei has followed his master to the headquarters of many sects, and various defensive moves are also endless, plus a lot of masters, I am afraid that the bloody hand door may not be easy to take.

Putting away the map, Yang Fei walked outside the door, thinking to himself why the people of the Wang family hadn't come yet, and half a tea time had passed since the agreed time, but there was still no movement outside the door. Even Sima Wuregret's return to the cage had already woken up, and at that moment Li Fengchen came to find Yang Fei, and the three of them bid farewell to the envoy of the assassin king together, and waited at the front door, presumably it should be about to arrive.

It was another time for tea, and the three of them saw a carriage coming slowly, Yang Fei couldn't help sighing, this dare really thought it was a tour of the mountains and rivers, Miss Wang looked leisurely and happy, she was really afraid of something.

Yang Fei secretly thought in his heart, he must find an opportunity to knock this eldest lady, otherwise he will not be stable along the way, originally thinking that this Mandarin Duck Dao Zhao Er and his wife are both old rivers and lakes, and they can somewhat suppress this eldest lady, Yang Fei is still too optimistic. Thinking of this, he patted Li Fengchen on the shoulder.

"It seems that this trip is not easy. ”

Li Fengchen smiled innocently and nodded sympathetically.

"Since they're all here, let's go straight away. ”

The three men took up the reins and, with a twist of their heads, led the way, followed by a horse and a carriage. Out of the city, the three of them didn't dare to ride too fast, after all, there were people following behind, and the speed of the carriage was far from keeping up with the single ride, not to mention that the horses of the three of them were still fast horses specially used by the imperial court to expedite them.

While the three of them were laughing and talking, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and Zhao Er caught up, and the two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, and they exchanged ideas about this trip.

"Three young heroes, I heard that this trip is going to Dali, I don't know how the three of you plan to go?"

"Take Chang'an directly, pass through Liangzhou, enter Sichuan and Shu, and then cross to Tubo. ”

"This Liangzhou is not good, there are a lot of mountains entrenched there," Zhao Er was a little surprised, he didn't expect these three people to be a little sharp, but Zhao Er understood this, and the three of them must understand, "But the three young heroes are indeed outstanding in kung fu, even if they are a gang and a village, they can't bargain too much." ”

"Zhao Ye has won the award, and I want to have your reputation as a mandarin duck knife, and ordinary young people don't dare to disturb us. ”

The two sides smiled at each other, and Zhao Er also knew that Yang Fei was touting himself, fifteen years have passed, where is there any reputation, but I am afraid that it will be embarrassing to say it. Originally, in his heart, the Salt Lake Gang was a small green forest bandit, but a year ago, he was served by Li Fengchen and his brother Li Fengyu, and after this year, I am afraid that Li Fengchen's kung fu has become more sophisticated again, and Sima Wuregret and Yang Fei beside him are not ordinary people no matter how they look at it, and even their kung fu is only higher than Li Fengyu, so Zhao Er will not say more if he understands it.

"Entering from this road, going west is the ancient road of Kunshan, as long as you pass through it, it is the capital Chang'an. ”

Yang Fei raised his hand and motioned to a few of them.

"This ancient road is not so peaceful, everyone has a little snack. ”

While he was still talking, he still had a burden in his hand for Zhao Er, and inside was a black gown, which was a special service for the imperial court officials, although it was not a tough means, but it could also help them avoid some timid and fearful bandits.

Zhao Erer didn't say a word, he put on his clothes, they fit well, he smiled, it was the first time in his life to be an errand master, and he was really a bit majestic when he put it on. So he tugged on the reins a little and continued to retreat to the carriage.

After the ancient road of Kunshan was set in Luoyang, the eastern capital, it was a little deserted, but many caravans from the north to Chang'an will also pass here, although the road is not too bumpy, but there are a lot of mountain bandits, and there are many kinds of mountains on the road, the imperial court has sent troops to sweep over, but this group of mountain bandits is like a loach, slippery and do not leave their hands. As soon as the army came, I drilled into the mountains, and as soon as the army left, I came out to move, and over time, the court didn't care about this mess, so those who dared to go here were confident that they had the ability to protect themselves, of course, self-confidence and ability are two different things.

After walking for a day, there happened to be a small shop on the side of the road to rest, this kind of roadside shop is no better than the inn in the city, it can be attacked anytime and anywhere, and it is not even ruled out that the store itself is a black shop, but in this ancient road, there is no second choice, Yang Fei repeatedly told everyone before walking into this small shop together.

At night, there were not many people in the main hall, and if most of the people who were in a hurry had already slept, they could leave early tomorrow morning, and if the horses were faster, they could reach Chang'an in two or three days. So at this time, it seemed that the popularity was insufficient, and the store finally saw four men and two women coming, and immediately greeted them enthusiastically.

"These officials, what do you want to eat?"

The proprietress leaned on Zhao Er enthusiastically and asked.

"Just come and have something to eat, the official will have to hurry tomorrow, and arrange three more rooms for me." ”

"Okay!"

The proprietress immediately turned back and beckoned the kitchen to turn on the fire. Presumably she saw Sima Wuregret and his party of four wearing poor clothes, and among them, Sima Wuregret, Yang Fei and Li Fengchen would never be over thirty years old, and the leader must be the somewhat fierce-looking middle-aged man in front of her.

Yang Fei whispered to everyone not to relax first, he looked around, in addition to the idle two tables, there was also a team of people opposite, these people were wearing uniform red round shirts, and a middle-aged man in the lead held a flag with the word "Yangwei" written on it. Looking at the appearance of these people, they are all from a practicing family, and they all have a steel knife pinned to their waists. Among them, there was only one young man who was not quite the same as them, quite a bit of Confucianism, wearing a navy blue robe, which made him look even weaker, and when Yang Fei looked at them, the middle-aged man in the lead also looked over, and the two of them looked at each other, but no one looked away, and they didn't show weakness to each other.

"This is the prestige dart bureau of Taiyuan Mansion. ”

Yang Fei came back to his senses and said in a low voice. It can be said that the dart game is the most unworrying force in the rivers and lakes, they each have to support their families, as long as they do not provoke them, there will be no danger, and the dart master outside has implemented a little principle, that is, never make trouble, even if there is something, it must be a big thing to a small thing, a small thing.

After a while, the proprietress beckoned the child to serve the food.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't you know what else you need, we have a lot of things in our shop!"

The proprietress said that she deliberately rubbed Zhao Er's body, and even took the opportunity to pinch Zhao Er's arm with both hands, to say that this proprietress is also a little beautiful, but she is a little older, especially compared with the eldest lady of the Wang family on the side, it is really dwarfed.

"No need. ”

Zhao Eryi waved his hand, seeing that Aunt Zhao beside Faye Wong was already black-faced, he didn't dare to make a mistake. Immediately drank the proprietress and told her to get up. The proprietress also pretended to be innocent, pursed her lips and walked away boringly.

Such means are not uncommon. At least Zhao Er and Yang Fei understood in their hearts.

"It looks like tomorrow will be an uneven road......"

Yang Fei said in a low voice, Zhao Er was not surprised to hear it, after carefully pulling out the silver needle and trying the meal, Zhao Er signaled everyone to eat quickly and hurry up tomorrow morning.

After everyone finished eating, they went to their rooms, and at the staircase, Yang Fei met the leader of the dart game, and then looked around left and right.

"Be careful tomorrow, the ancient road is not very peaceful. ”

Hearing this, the man's face suddenly froze, he knew that Yang Fei was kindly reminding him, and he was cautious at this time, just afraid that there were ghosts in this inn.

"Yang Wei Dart Bureau, Chang Hai, thank you little brother. ”

When Yang Fei walked up the stairs, the man behind him whispered, this voice was just heard by Yang Fei alone. He hurried upstairs, he knew that it was not them who were targeted, but this dart game, but it was also strange, this ancient road in Kuoshan has never passed by the dart game for many years, and most of the people who go to Chang'an will choose other avenues.

And dare to live in the store, I'm afraid that the cottages on this road have already figured out their details.