Half an hour later, he turned into the official road from the secluded Yangchang path.

All of a sudden, the official road became lively, not in the ordinary sense, but on both sides of the official road, many refugees gathered.

They are wearing ragged clothes, some are trying to dig the grass roots, some are sitting in a daze, some are lying on the hay stack, dying.

In the crowd, there was also a crude tent.

It's so far away from the city that they gather here for nothing to eat... Chu Caiwei is puzzled.

When she looked back at Yang Qianhuan in front of her, she found that he was already wearing a curtain cap on his head. What was hanging down was not light gauze, but thick cotton cloth, which was the kind of thick cotton cloth that no martial artist could see.

"Mother, I'm so hungry..."

on the roadside, a six-year-old boy curled up in his mother's arms.

Mother and son were unkempt and hungry.

"Stay up a little longer, and you won't be hungry."

The young mother held the child in her arms, trembling in the cold wind, and said: "when you fall asleep, you will not be hungry..."

the young mother had many bruises on her face, dark red blood on her wrists, white lips, and injuries.

Chu Caiwei's eyes reflect the helpless and numb expression of young women, the children's desire for food and their fear of hunger.

She walked slowly, squatted down in front of the mother and son, and took out two steamed buns wrapped in butter paper from her deerskin purse.

All of a sudden, a pair of bloody eyes came to see, full of unspeakable light, terrible as if not from human.

The young woman took the steamed bread, woke up the sleepy child and said eagerly:

"eat, eat..."

at the same time, while stuffing the steamed bread into her mouth, she grabbed the sharpened stone which was placed beside her, swept the surrounding swallowing saliva with fierce eyes, and was eager to try.

In the process, she kept urging the children to eat faster.

Seeing that the boy's choking eyes turned white, Chu Caiwei quickly took out the water bag and handed it to him, saying in a soft voice:

"slow down, drink some water."

While the boy was drinking, Chu Caiwei looked at the young woman and asked, "what are you doing here?"

In what she saw and heard, there are three ways for refugees to survive. One is to plunder other people like locusts, and the people who have been plundered have become refugees on an increasing scale.

One is to stay outside the city and live on the alms of the imperial court, or look for food all over the mountains.

One is to enlist and become a militia.

Finally, this situation, the choice of people at least, first of all, the court food limited, can not afford too many militia, secondly, Qingzhou is fighting, became a militia, will soon be transported to Qingzhou battlefield..

And these refugees gather here, not in front of the village, not behind the shop, sitting in the cold wind waiting to die?

After biting two mouthfuls of steamed bread, the young woman stopped eating it. Holding it in her hand, she said in a hoarse voice:

"there is a mountain six miles away in front, and there is a mountain king on the mountain. They go out every three to five to grab things. Every time they come back, they will send someone to deliver some food."

When the young woman saw that the child had finished eating the steamed bread, she handed the one in her hand:

"let's eat..."

she then looked at Chu Caiwei, and after some examination, she asked in a low voice:

"girl, can you take my child away?"

Chu Caiwei was stunned. She couldn't take a child with her. The boy looked as big as Xu Lingyin, but he was thin and timid, obviously not as good as Xu Lingyin.

Moreover, she was banished by Si Tianjian. She traveled around, and the weak child suffered from running around.

Just as I was about to refuse, I heard the young woman cry:

"I can't keep him any longer. Those people's eyes became more and more strange when they looked at him. Someone took my child away quietly last night. Fortunately, I woke up in time and beat them dead..."

Chu Caiwei suddenly understood what happened to the bruises on her face and the dark red blood stains on her hands.

At this moment, Chu Caiwei could hardly breathe.

At this moment, her ear moved and she heard the sound of the horse's hooves.

She got up and looked at the official road ahead. She saw a cavalry coming at a gallop, headed by a beautiful woman in a black skirt with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Hua la la......"

the lifeless refugees came back to life in a flash, jumped up from the ground and leaned towards the cavalry.

Pop!

The black skirt woman whipped her horse whip to push back the refugees, and yelled: "line up. If anyone dares to collide, my aunt will be killed."

The refugees seemed to be extremely afraid of her, and they lined up safely.

The riders turned over and got off the horse. Each of them had a cloth bag with steamed bread in it. Each one handed it out one by one.When every refugee received food, the cloth bag was empty.

Riding on horseback, the woman in black dress looked up and down at Yang Qianhuan and Chu Caiwei and said, "look at your clothes. They don't look like victims. Where are they from?"

Chu Caiwei was just about to speak when she saw Yang Qianhuan rise up in the air, turn her back to the crowd and say slowly:

"there is no such person in the world who invites the moon to pick up the stars.

"Heaven doesn't give birth to me, Yang Qianhuan, Da Feng is like a long night."

All the people present, including the refugees, were stunned and awed.

The woman in black skirt was scared, but she didn't dare to make a mistake. She said in a deep voice:

"what's the purpose of coming down here

She clenched the handle of the knife.

Not long ago, the government sent troops to attack the mountains and tried to eliminate them.

Although he was defeated in the end, Li Lang predicted that the government would not give up. At this juncture, a mysterious man with excellent accomplishments suddenly appeared, most likely an expert sent by the imperial court.

Yang Qianhuan said slowly:

"I'm here to visit my friend Li lingsu. Have you heard about that?"

...

the sun is warm in the sky, and it can't bring any warmth. In this small village, which is easy to defend but hard to attack, the cooking smoke is curling.

A man in a shabby cotton padded clothes, carrying a bamboo basket, came to the watchtower at the entrance of the shanzhaikou and yelled:

"come down for dinner."

"OK..."

on the watchtower, the guy in charge of the lookout answered. At this time, he suddenly wondered:

"eh, the fourth leader is back. How can he bring back so many people?"

The black skirt woman quickly came to the village, and completed the "safe back" gesture with the guard on the watchtower.

The gate of the village opened slowly.

"Four masters, how did you bring back the victims outside?"

A guard eagerly went forward to lead the horse, at the same time, his eyes constantly floated to the yellow skirt girl behind him.

Big apricot eyes, slightly thin face, delicate facial features, is a very rare beauty.

The woman in the black skirt said faintly:

"these are not our people. Let's arrange them casually first."

After a simple explanation, she got off the horse and took Chu Caiwei in.

All the way up, through a simple wooden house, loess house, they arrived at the destination, is still the Loess house, but outside a circle of fence.

"Li Lang, come out, someone is looking for you," the black skirt woman yelled

After a while, three people came out of the room. The handsome, unmarried and dignified young man in the middle of the room was a worldly good young man.

On the right is a beautiful woman in a white skirt with gentle temperament. On the left is a woman in purple with fair skin and watery eyes.

They are all very beautiful women.

After seeing Chu Caiwei, Bai skirt and Ziyi frowned slightly, and their eyes became alert.

"Miss Caiwei!"

Li lingsu, who had been in touch with Yang Qianhuan for a long time, was not surprised. He looked left and right and said:

"where's brother Yang?"

At this moment, Yang Qianhuan's chanting voice came from the tiles on the roof:

"heaven does not give birth to me, Yang Qianhuan's worship is like a long night.

"If you invite the moon to pick the stars, there is no one like me."

Looking back, the people in white stood on the black tile with their hands down and their clothes flying.

This makes the white skirt and the purple dress women who don't know the details of the story respect each other and think that this is a world expert.

And even the black skirt woman who has heard two lines of poetry is still full of amazement.

Li lingsu said to the three women:

"I'd like to introduce you to Yang Qianhuan, who is the chief supervisor. Just shout elder martial brother Yang. He is the third disciple of the chief supervisor."

Then three women were introduced.

The white dress woman is called "Zhao Su Su" and her father is a county magistrate; the purple dress woman is called "Yu hanxiu" and her father is the leader of some local forces in the rivers and lakes; the black dress woman is called "Lan Lan", who is a disciple of Fuyun sect in Xiangzhou to refine the spiritual realm.

"Su Su is proficient in arithmetic. He can help me manage my family and manage the expenses of the whole village. Xiuer used to help her father train and manage the congregation, and the order of the village depended on her. Lan'er is the best. She is responsible for going out with me to rob the landlord. "

Li lingsu said: "Miaozhen is right. I'm not the material to lead soldiers in war, and she can't teach me. Fortunately, I have a lot of talents in my relationship."

Yang Qianhuan held on for a long time and uttered a sentence:

"it's you!"

Li lingsu waved his hand and invited Yang Qianhuan and Chu Caiwei into the room for tea, saying:

"how did you come here? Do you have something important to deal with? "

Yang Qianhuan, who was wearing a curtain hat and sitting with his back to the crowd, was silent.

Chu Caiwei said:

"in order to make himself more popular than Xu Qian, elder martial brother Yang plans to donate all the property of Si Tianjian, which arouses elder martial brother song's dissatisfaction and reports him. So we were banished by the supervisor. "Li lingsu held on for a long time and uttered a sentence:

"it's you!

"How did you come out, miss Caiwei? Why are you involved? "

Chu Caiwei was a little embarrassed and said:

"take people's food and do things for them. Elder martial brother Yang has invited me to dinner. "

make complaints about you...

At this time, Yang Qianhuan said:

"I brought back the group of victims I met on the way. I plan to gather the refugees together like you and occupy the mountain as king. I will deal with the food and grass, but they have to live in brother Li's village for the time being. "

Yang Qianhuan and Chu Caiwei brought the victims together.

Li lingsu took a look at Zhao Su Su, who is in charge of expenses. Seeing her nodding, she immediately said:

"it's easy to say that it's easy to plunder the grain depot of the rich and inhumane people by taking brother Yang's miraculous teleportation book."

Yang Qianhuan shook his head:

"I don't want to plunder. If I want food and grass, I can buy it directly."

After hearing this, Zhao Su Su said with a smile:

"elder martial brother Yang, this is not a small expense. Now the price of food is rising......

before finishing his words, Chu Caiwei said:

" when we left Si Tian Jian, Lao Tzu gave us 50000 Liang each. "

Li lingsu was stunned: "fifty thousand taels of silver, the sky warden is really rich..."

Chu Caiwei shook her head:

"it's gold."

Kill and rob... Li lingsuxin said.

Yang Qianhuan said in a deep voice:

"my purpose is not only to bear the suffering of the people, but also to help them. My main purpose is to gather together and become a force that can not be underestimated."

"And then go to Qingzhou to fight? It seems that brother Yang and I are in the same way. " Li lingsu said with emotion.

... Yang Qianhuan was silent for a moment and said:

"of course, this is one of the purposes. In addition, this is actually the way I came up with to suppress Xu Qian."

Although he didn't know why he could suppress Xu Qi'an in this way, Li lingsu was very happy when he listened to the five words of "suppressing Xu Qi'an" and asked: "why do you say that?"

Yang Qianhuan said faintly:

"Xu Qian, a dog thief, has been in the limelight by flattering the common people. It's frustrating that I can't catch up anyway. "

Li lingsu agreed: "Oh, brother Yang knows me."

recently, Yang Qihuan's tone is still calm, but as long as he has a name, he can still succeed

PS: change the wrong words first and then correct them.