There are nearly twenty days left before the end of the year.

At this moment, there was already a little New Year atmosphere in the Song Dynasty, but it was not very strong, and it was not yet reached the atmosphere where the ground was red and unfolded.

The New Year atmosphere comes from the enthusiasm of the market. Some people have already started purchasing New Year’s goods now.

There are many housekeepers in the streets who hold purchase orders and look generous with their heads raised and their chests are so arrogant.

The five beggars looked particularly eye-catching among the warm crowd.

They were all covered in dust. Whether it was their clothes or their exposed faces, or their small calves, they could not see the original color of the cloth and skin color. In fact, they were also lame. I don’t know how long it took for them to take a bath. The strong sour and smelly smell made people unable to avoid it.

The five old beggars didn't care about this at all. They were not begging at the corners of the wall or on the street like ordinary beggars, and looked hurried.

From north to south from the noisy and lively main street of Gong'an County, they were Xu Fuxing and the four old beggars cheering for him.

It took nearly twenty days to walk from Xiangyang to Gong'an County on Jinghu North Road. The journey was not fast, because they went to the Social Security Department in Jiangling Prefecture to report the case. Unfortunately, they were also bombarded out of the gate.

The incidents of the five old beggars also caused great trouble in Jiangling Mansion.

If it weren't for the fact that the Song Dynasty's court had already had high prestige and convincing in the hearts of the people over the years, I'm afraid this matter would have spread even more. Now most people still choose to believe in the Social Security Bureau, thinking that Xu Fuxing is really having a problem with his brain.

But the fact that Xu Fuxing was going to sue the emperor was getting worse and worse. With the help of newspapers and large and small, it has gradually become a hot topic in Jiangling Prefecture and other places.

"After this Gong'an County, we can go along the river... Well... Ouchi Town, yes, that's the name. Then we can go to Shishou soon, bypass Dongting, and get to Changsha before the end of the year."

When we arrived at the south gate of Gong'an County, before leaving the gate, an old beggar said to Xu Fuxing.

He is the longest road among the four old beggars and the most places he has been to. He has been a beggar for many years. His family died of misfortune and had no hope. He just wanted to live his life in such a miserable way.

From Xiangyang to this, he can tell almost every place name, and even famous places in the city. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a living map.

No matter how exquisite the map is, it will not mark things like human customs.

Xu Fuxing raised his eyes forward, but there was no expectation in his eyes, only worry.

He didn't want to go to Changsha to make such a big noise, but he wanted to attract those who kidnapped the pillows. If these people in Changsha had not appeared yet, it would mean Wuming had miscalculated.

It has been so many days since the pillow mattress was captured, and I don’t know how she is. Maybe she has already...

Xu Fuxing felt heartbroken when he thought of this, and shook his head, and never dared to think about it anymore.

I don’t know when, he had already regarded the kind little girl he met by chance as his granddaughter. He may even have a deeper relationship than the ordinary grandfather and grandson.

After leaving the county town, the official road was very deserted. The originally noisy atmosphere suddenly became silent.

The cool breeze swept here by the river, making people feel even colder.

The four old beggars except Xu Fuxing couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly put their hands on their mouths and breathed a few hard breaths.

As soon as I got angry, I turned into white smoke.

"Go away quickly, it's so cold."

An old beggar said, and jumped on the spot.

Several people looked at each other and all accelerated their pace.

They can't afford the thick big mattress. If they want to resist the cold, they can only exercise. In this kind of weather, even if they stay in the city and want to avoid being frozen to death, they have to find a warmer corner.

Of course, you may also meet a charity who can give you a ragged jacket, mattress, etc.

Continue south along the official road, and within ten miles of the river, the river water is yellow and surging westward.

There was a piece of reed marsh, which turned yellow all of them. They swayed in the wind.

On the right side of the official road is a forest and a small stone tablet. The name of this official road is engraved on it, Jiangyue National Road.

The national highway is the highest-standard official road in the Song Dynasty, with the widest and flattest roads. Although it was deserted at this time, carriages still drove past the official road from time to time.

Now unless there are gates between villages, even when neighboring towns come and go, most of them are carriages.

These carriages are pulled by four large horses, and more than a dozen people can ride in the carriages. They are all made by government offices, and the fees are cheap and ordinary families can afford them.

If you are richer at home, you can just take this place too far away. If you don’t want to stay close, you like to ride a bicycle that is quite rare. This is a shameful thing.

Only those who are top and rich have their own carriages.

As for the sedan chair, it has become increasingly invisible a few years ago.

Following the Living Map, the beggar walked along the national highway leading to the Yuezhou Baling for about two hours, resting at the intersection for half an hour. Then he stopped walking on the national highway, but took a shortcut and walked on a pothole-dumping dirt road.

This dirt road must have been left before the National Highway was built. Apart from the locals, no one will leave.

There are forests on both sides of the road, which are very dense and lush.

An old beggar asked, "You won't go wrong, are you?"

The map of the living was patting his chest, "Don't worry, I remember the road I've walked. Taking this road to Ouchi County can save at least two hours."

The five people gradually moved farther and farther down the dirt road, and turned around and couldn't see them.

But they just passed the corner, but couldn't help but stop.

Xu Fuxing's eyes suddenly froze, revealing a nervous look. Then, another extremely surprised light flashed through the depths.

The other four old beggars were quite puzzled.

Just now, a guy in gray clothes suddenly jumped out of the woods by the roadside. He was blocking them now, holding his hands in front of his chest.

This guy looks less than forty, with a expressionless face and indifferent as if someone owes him money. No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel that the visitor is not kind.

The eyes were too cold.

"Who are you……"

Xu Fuxing came back to his senses, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked with a vibrato.

To the four old beggars, they only thought that his tremolo was nervous. But they knew that he was purely excited.

The more the person in front of him is, the more happy it is for him.

The man in gray did not disappoint him and did not answer, but reached out to his back and slowly took out a dagger with a bright cold light from behind.

"Hey!"

Perhaps out of habit, he sniffed and then rushed towards Xu Fuxing.

Several old beggars all changed color.

Because when they saw the man in gray open his mouth, they could not see his tongue in his mouth.
Chapter completed!