Comprehensive martial arts: Qixia town storytellers, the beginning of the tie to Qiao Feng

Firstly, he once had an appointment with his elder brother Qiao Feng.

If Qiao Feng did not come to Qixia Town again within a year, he would leave for Song Dynasty to meet Qiao Feng.

Secondly, he once promised Zhenren Zhang.

He wanted to go to the Great Song Dynasty and capture Li Zhenzhen back. If he was alive, he wanted to see the people, and if he died, he wanted to see the corpse.

So he has no reason not to go to Da Song for this trip.

And the reason why he didn't leave was because of Xie Zhuoyan.

Of course Xie Zhuoyan wanted to wander the world with Lu Yan.

It's just that she is the third lady of Excalibur Villa, the direct descendant of the Xie family, so she is destined not to be too selfish.

If she wants to follow Lu Yan to walk the world without any worries, she must leave a legacy for Shenjian Villa - the true martial arts and demon swordsmanship.

Although Xie Zhuoyan is a walker now, it is not easy for her to record the true martial arts subduing demon swordsmanship.

Rough calculations, it will take at least March.

So they discussed it, and Lu Yan went to Song Dynasty first.

As for Xie Zhuoyan, he set off to find Lu Yan in the Song Dynasty after leaving behind the real martial arts and swordsmanship.

During the past few days, Lu Yan and Xie Zhuoyan traveled all over the brand-new Qixia Town.

They left their footprints everywhere.

"We will settle here when we are old."

Xie Zhuoyan looked at Lu Yan, still smiling.

It's just that under this smile, there is a little more reluctance.

Lu Yan nodded and said, "I bought a garden here a long time ago, and let Lao Bai and the others take care of it for us. When we come back, we will never leave again."

Adrift in the rivers and lakes, one day you will settle down.

If he wanted to choose a place to live for a long time, then the place Lu Yan most wanted to stay in was naturally the Qixia Town he was most familiar with.

"Let's go."

Xie Zhuoyan let go of Lu Yan's hand.

Lu Yan got on his horse, glanced at Xie Zhuoyan, then at Shopkeeper Tong and the others standing not far behind Xie Zhuoyan.

"I, Lu Yan, will come back again."

……

Lu Yan was alone, heading east all the way.

After more than a month, over mountains and ridges, this finally left the boundary of the Ming Dynasty and came to the Song Dynasty.

It was also at this time that Lu Yan realized that the great dynasties were separated by huge continuous mountains.

It is almost impossible for ordinary people to cross mountains and ridges to another dynasty.

Only trained soldiers, or people with some kung fu can climb these mountains.

Although Lu Yan came to Da Song at this time, because he didn't have a map, he didn't know where he was now, so he could only go forward, find a place with people to inquire about the news first.

With Lu Yan's foot strength, he walked eastward for nearly a hundred miles, and finally saw a village.

It was exactly noon, and the sun was scorching hot.

The village was extremely quiet and there was no one there.

Lu Yan looked at the ground and found that the ground was dry and cracked, and the crops were half dead.

"Could it be an uninhabited dead village?"

Lu Yan was puzzled, and suddenly turned his head, looking behind him.

In front of the soil gate, a hunchbacked old man stood there. He was thin and skinny, and as black as a piece of carbon.

There was a little wariness in those eyes looking at Lu Yan, but more fear.

Lu Yan looked at the old man, took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "This old man, may I ask..."

Hearing Lu Yan's words, the old man quickly backed away, as if he didn't dare to have too much contact with Lu Yan.

Seeing that the old man was so afraid of him, Lu Yan couldn't help frowning.

He looked around, and finally saw another thin middle-aged man in front of an earthen gate.

He returned to the horse, took out some broken silver from it, then walked to the middle-aged man, handed the silver, and asked, "Brother, what is this place?"

"Do you have a map?"

The middle-aged man looked at the broken silver in Lu Yan's hand, but he didn't reach out to pick it up. His Adam's apple was throbbing, and he whispered, "Is there any dry food?"

If it weren't for Lu Yan's excellent hearing, he could hardly hear the middle-aged man's words.

He turned back to the horse, took out a somewhat cold steamed bun, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took the steamed buns from Lu Yan, turned around suddenly, and pulled out two children who looked only seven or eight years old from the door.

The two children stared at the steamed bun in the middle-aged man's hand, both in a daze.

It had been a long time since they had seen such a clean steamed bun.

"Eat quickly."

The middle-aged man broke the steamed buns in half and distributed them to the two children.

He stretched out his dark and rough hands, and gently stroked the sparse hair on top of the two children's heads, and couldn't help but get red eyes.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yan was a little puzzled and asked, "Is there a famine in the village?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "It's not a famine."

While speaking, the middle-aged man stood up, turned his head to look at Lu Yan, and said, "Our place is called Biancun."

"Because I couldn't pay the tax, I was cut off from water. Without water for my crops, I couldn't survive."

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, the taxes of the Song Dynasty were so high.

Will the water be cut off if you can't pay?

Isn't this a vicious circle?

Lu Yan was puzzled and asked, "How could the court be so foolish?"

The middle-aged man gave a wry smile and said, "The imperial court? The imperial court has no control over this side. The general has the final say here."

General?

Lu Yan was taken aback for another moment, and then asked, "What is the name of the nearest city?"

The middle-aged man gave Lu Yan a strange look, and said, "The nearest city is called Weicheng."

Lu Yan noticed that the middle-aged man's eyes were strange, so he explained: "I came over from the mountains, and I am a member of the Ming Dynasty."

The middle-aged man had a look of understanding on his face when he heard the words.

No wonder Lu Yan knew nothing about the surrounding situation, it turned out that they came from other dynasties.

Lu Yan asked again: "How far is it from Dangerous City?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the southeast and said, "Soon, it's only three hundred miles away."

Lu Yan nodded slightly, went back to the horse, took out a few steamed buns and handed them to the middle-aged man, saying, "Thank you, brother, for your guidance."

"Sir, sir, help me!"

"Sir, I haven't had a full meal for several days!"

"Sir, have mercy!"

Just as Lu Yan handed the steamed buns to the middle-aged man, someone suddenly came from another direction.

They were all the same as the middle-aged man, dark and thin, with a look of thirst for dry food all over their faces.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man quickly snatched the steamed bun from Lu Yan's hand, then turned around and went back to his home, closing the dilapidated wooden door full of teeth marks.

Looking at the poor people kneeling in front of him, Lu Yan couldn't help frowning slightly.

He did not question why these villagers did not go to other villages to survive.

Because he knew that in Weicheng, under the rule of that great general, living in this remote place might be happier.

Although these people were extremely hungry, none of them tried to snatch Lu Yan's burden.

This also made Lu Yan realize that these people are ordinary people forced to help themselves, not bad people.

Lu Yan only left a meal for himself, and then took out the steamed buns, dried meat, pickles, and pastries from the burden, and distributed them to the suffering villagers.

Everyone was grateful for Lu Yan's gift and kowtowed again and again.

Lu Yan sighed, walked out from the crowd, got on his horse, and headed southeast all the way.

……

The closer to the dangerous city, the more bizarre everything Lu Yan saw.

The panic-stricken people were all sticking to the wall, not daring to walk in the middle of the avenue.

The girl drowned herself in a pond because her innocence was tarnished.

The arrogant and well-dressed strongman, holding a long whip, beat passers-by wantonly, triumphantly.

There are also petty officials who are doing evil, robbing the people of money and extorting money in broad daylight.

This scene does not look like the world, but like Senluo Hell!

And Lu Yan, who was riding a white horse all the way and wearing fancy clothes, naturally became the focus of everyone's attention.

Some people carefully peeked at Lu Yan, then quickly withdrew their eyes and left in a hurry.

There were also people who wanted to kindly remind Lu Yan to leave quickly, but they didn't dare to say a word when they saw those strong-looking people.

You Jin pretended to be a strong man with bad intentions, and unscrupulously looked at Li Feisha under Lu Yan's crotch.

There are also those who pretend to be strong, but they are eyeing Lu Yan's baggage. It looks heavy, and it must contain a lot of money.

They were used to lawlessness in this area, and they never thought about whether Lu Yan had any background or whether he could be offended.

In the dangerous city, no matter how fierce the river dragon is, it will still have to be coiled!

"You, what are you doing!"

A man in a yellow suit blocked Lu Yan's way, and behind him, there were four accomplices in the same suit.

They all stared at Lu Yan with vicious eyes, not hiding their malice!

Lu Yan looked at the malevolent man, and said flatly, "Storyteller."

The man snorted coldly when he heard the words, and said, "Storyteller? Show me the burden!"

While speaking, the man didn't care whether Lu Yan agreed or not, he took a step forward and savagely tore Lu Yan's burden off the horse.

Crash.

After the burden was torn off, the contents immediately fell to the ground.

What attracted the most attention was that ingot of silver!

A lot of money!

When the man saw the money falling all over the floor, his eyes lit up immediately, and he wanted to take the money for himself!

Lu Yan looked at the greedy look on the man's face, and asked lightly, "You saw my baggage, should you also show me yours?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "What do you want to see?"

Lu Yan's eyes were calm, and he said indifferently: "Look at the blood in your body, is it human blood?"

puff!

As Lu Yan's voice fell, a flower of blood splashed out from the man's chest!

The man stared at Lu Yan with wide eyes, but he didn't see how Lu Yan made a move at all.

What made him even more unbelievable was that Lu Yan dared to attack him!

You know, he is the Dalian League...