He Dudao and Lu Junliang stayed in the capital, not knowing what to do next. But what both of them knew in their hearts was that they must not trespass into the mansion of Tian Wenhe, a member of the first rank of the dynasty, to arrest Chai Zhiheng and Ling'er. The two of them, especially Lu Junliang, scratched their ears and cheeks, very distressed and painful. Lu Junliang said that the senior brother in charge sent us to arrest or kill Chai Zhiheng, Ling'er and Luo Junan, and now because of my mistake, the duck in my hand flew, and none of the three people were killed. He said that the junior brother did make a mistake, but after all, the mistake he made at the beginning was to fish for the bait released by the bait, and he didn't expect the fish to be smart, so he let the bait and the fish escape together. Lu Junliang kept talking about Chai Zhiheng, Ling'er and Luo Junan. Luo Junan, when he was chattering several times, Lu Junliang thought that there was a big fish in the rivers and lakes outside, if he caught or killed this big fish, the punishment of the senior brother in charge of the sect would be much smaller. Lu Junliang said to He Quandao, Second Senior Brother, I have an idea now, I don't know if I should say it or not. He Dudao didn't say anything, nodded and motioned for Lu Junliang to continue. Lu Junliang said that at this time, Chai Zhiheng and Ling'er have been hiding in Tianfu, and it is impossible for us to go to Tianfu to kill or arrest them, but there is a big fish outside Tianfu - Luo Junan, if we can catch or kill this big fish, we will at least complete part of the tasks assigned by the senior brother of the Zhangpai. He Dudao said that what the junior brother said was reasonable, I really forgot one thing, you forgot that we are going to kill three people, not Luo Junan, if the two of us leave the capital, then will Chai Zhiheng and Ling'er here take the opportunity to escape to other districts, and it will be even more difficult for us to find them at that time. Lu Junliang laughed miserably, and said Second Senior Brother, it would be a good thing if they fled from Tianfu, although it would be difficult to find them at that time, but after all, they could be found; they were hiding in Tianfu, but they couldn't catch them when they were close at hand, do you think they would leave Tianfu, they would have to live in Tianfu all along.

At the foot of Mount Hua, Luo Junan successfully escaped from the pursuit of the Kongtong faction and looked around blankly in the wilderness in the mountains. The surrounding area is overgrown with trees and weeds. In the vast world, where is his place. On Huashan, those sects that did not save them when they saw death, and even became helpers of the wicked, floated in front of his eyes one by one. Those sects and those people will not help him, even if those people are willing to intercept him, I will definitely not go to those people, although some of those people are not stained with a little blood of my Huashan faction, but they are the murderers behind the scenes, how can I endure those murderers as my friends. From then on, Luo Junan put on the clothes of ordinary people and began to wander and beg all over the rivers and lakes for a living.

Lu Junliang and He Quandao let some of the disciples stay in the capital, always paying attention to the movements of Chai Zhiheng and Ling'er. They left the capital with a few disciples with strong martial arts to find Luo Junan's whereabouts. After walking out of the gate of the capital, He Dudao and Lu Junliang stood at a crossroads, whether to the south, to the north, to the west or to the east. Don't say where Luo Junan is, which direction they are in, they don't know. Thousands of miles of China, do they want to find it step by step? Lu Junliang and He Quandao chose the road to the south.

Luo Junan walked to Kaifeng in tattered clothes. Luo Junan survived by relying on the eyes and cynicism of others, as well as the help of a few kind-hearted people. When he came to the side of the Bianhe River, Luo Junan looked at his dirty face and looked at his down-and-out appearance, remembering that he had been gorgeously dressed in Huashan and respected by the people of the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect that he was now reduced to begging to make a living. Thinking about it, He Dudao thought of the prosperity of the Huashan faction in the past and its lofty prestige in the martial arts, but now it was destroyed in one day, and the tears in his heart "boomed" down horizontally. It's the dead of night, here, he's just a beggar, Luo Junan doesn't care about his image, let the tears run rampant. Today, Luo Junan didn't beg for food. Luo Junan's stomach was hungry and "cooing". The lights were brilliant in the distance, and how many times did Luo Junan think in his mind that he wanted to go to some houses of rich and corrupt officials to steal some silver, but Luo Junan never couldn't bear it, thinking that he was the same as those people. Luo Junan smashed it to the ground with his hand, and a pit was smashed on the ground, Luo Junan thought that he was full of martial arts and could make a living by performing arts. Waiting for tomorrow dawn, he will go to crowded places, make sandbags for others, and let those who have anger, grievances or other people in their hearts vent, and his own kung fu is more than enough to deal with ordinary people's fists and feet. Late at night, Luo Junan's exhaustion finally repelled hunger, and he fell asleep on the grass by the Bianhe River.

At dawn, Luo Junan came to a crowded place, and told passers-by that the silver on his body was stolen by thieves, and out of helplessness, he is now willing to be a human flesh sandbag, giving everyone who is depressed, wronged, distressed or a chance to vent to the beater, the price is fair, and a punch only costs a penny. A butcher with a meaty face came up to him, gave him ten taels of silver, and said, "I've wrapped you up." Everyone in the crowd knew this butcher, who usually relied on his brute strength and ferocity, and always liked to bully the weaker among them. The day before yesterday, he fell in love with a beautiful girl from a poor family and asked her to be a concubine. The girl refused, but the butcher threw out his punching fist and smashed the table in one fell swoop. When the girl and her family saw this, they remembered her concubines in the past, so they had to agree. This method was tried and tested, and the butcher thought that he was going to eat tender grass again, and he was very happy, and he waited only two days to marry his concubine, without taking any precautions. The girl did not want to fall into the fire pit, and his family did not want their only child to suffer from the fire for the rest of their lives, so at night they packed up their valuables and fled elsewhere. When the butcher arrived at the day of the concubine, he thought that he could get a beautiful woman at his fingertips, and made a tall horse, and let people carry a sedan chair and blow a trumpet to marry the bride, but when he arrived at the girl's house, it was empty. For a day, the butcher became the joke of the whole Kaifeng. The crowd looked at the butcher's clenched fist, and they all felt sorry for this old man. The butcher's fist fell like a raging storm, and the crowd closed their eyes one by one, not daring to look at the cruel reality. They didn't hear Luo Jun'an's breathing voice for a long time, they thought Luo Jun'an was dead, opened their eyes one by one, and looked at Luo Jun'an lying on the ground with pity. On the ground lay on his back a man in rough clothes. The harder the butcher's fist hit, the more pain in his body. A dozen fists went down, and the butcher lay on the ground.