"There is one thing that I may not know about the south side. I heard from a caravan that was resting two days ago."

The bonfire was crackling and the sparks floated outside from the resting shop. Horses roared and donkeys were neighing. People and guests came in from time to time, shaking the snowflakes. Most of them were travelers from all over the mountains and mountains, and some vendors who brought goods to sell goods, drinking and warming here temporarily and waiting for the snow to pass.

The guy who passed the wine and the dishes shouted: "Customer, please use your hot wine, plus two portions of lamb!" He put down the wine and a plate of dishes for the guest, returned to the counter, and followed the man's words just now.

"What is the news about this guest? Let me tell you about it. Could it be that the Turks surrendered?"

On the other side of the fire, the thin black man who had spoken before rubbed his palms and let out a breath of white breath.

"Brother, you really guessed it. The battle at the beginning of the year was really defeated a month ago. I heard from the vendor that 80,000 Turkic people made a comeback, but were ambushed halfway by General Shi, almost wiped out the entire army, and Sha Boluo had no chance to run out."

A few years ago, when Zhou and Qi were still there, the Turks were rampant and rushed south to plunder. Now they were defeated and even the Khan disappeared. They immediately aroused the interest of everyone nearby and spoke.

"Who is General Shi?"

"Hey, General Shi doesn't know him? Then our famous general of the Sui Dynasty! He also came when he attacked the Chen Dynasty. I heard that the first person who stood on the top of the city was as thick as a stigma. How could he not be fierce?"

"No wonder Sui was able to replace Zhou, which made people proud."

The store suddenly echoed. After all, who doesn’t want their country to be powerful? They can speak with their backs straight when they go out, but there are also voices snorting from the corner.

"It's just a rat who attacked the sneak attack."

The man talking beside the fire turned his head, and the resting passengers around him looked over there. There were three people sitting in a square table in the corner, all dressed in green forest warriors, and weapons were placed in the corner of the table. One of them was holding a wine bowl and smiling grimly. The person who originally wanted to argue was stuttering his lips and sat back again.

The three of them saw that the people around them dared not speak, and their humming sounded even louder. The man raised his foot on the bench and swept his eyes over the store.

"...You are also considered to be from the Chen Dynasty. Your Majesty is still here. You all call yourself Sui people. Are you worthy of the late emperor? If it weren't for the Northern Sui sneak attacks crossing the river, you might not have been able to fight ashore. You would have won over Xiao Moke, the thief, if it weren't for him, how could the Sui army be at the city of Tianzhi?"

The companion next to him held his hand and signaled not to speak. The man suppressed his anger and picked up the wine and drank meat with the two companions.

The store was silent for a moment. With these three Green Forest customers, the others didn't dare to talk about what happened just now, and some people turned on the topic.

"By the way, I seemed to have heard that Lu Lang from Qixia Mountain got married a few days ago."

Most of the passers-by in this store have passed by here, so they have naturally heard this title. Some people are still familiar with it. Some people have brought a bowl of wine and sat next to the fire.

"Brother, your news is the year of the Monkey and Horse Month, and Lu Lang has not gotten married."

"Didn't get married? Last month, my brother came back and said that Lu Liangsheng had kissed him and helped Lujia Village with his own hands."

Around them, there are also people who walk on the mountain road of Qixia Mountain all year round to testify to that person.

"It's true. I heard that it was a kiss to attract a monster to come out. Many people saw it that day, but it couldn't be fake."

Three green forest guests at the square table heard the five words "Qixia Mountain Lu Lang", looked at each other, put down the wine beside their mouths, and listened to them with their ears.

.........

"Monsters? And monsters dare to go to Lujia Village? I'll be dead."

"Let's not talk about Lu Lang's starry sky, with superb magic power. The eight big men in the village are enough to eat a pot of mountain spirits. When I think of that body, I'll drink some wine first."

"That's to say, Wang Banxia from Fushui County is considered a master. Once you calculate, you will also take Lu Lang as your teacher? I heard that there are three disciples. Have you ever seen them?"

"I have heard of it, and it seems that they are all in Chang'an."

Speaking to the north, the thin black man who spoke stopped talking and subconsciously looked at the three green forest guests, afraid of touching the other party's bad head. Seeing that the other party did not respond, he lowered his voice and continued to speak:

"I heard that they are all officials in the capital."

The wind and snowflakes blew in. The few people in the bonfire at the frozen door quickly avoided it. The three people at the corner saw that the snow was getting lighter outside, so they paid for the meal. They hugged the people in the store, put on straw raincoats, and walked to the vast mountain road with weapons in the wind and snow.

"The Mr. Lu we are looking for is probably this Lu Lang."

"It should be that, if Your Majesty said that Qixia Mountain would not be a second one."

"What Lu Lang, Mr. Lu, I heard they even accepted Sui people as apprentices. Humph, I despise him!"

The person who said this was the Green Forest customer who was holding the wine bowl in the store. They came from the southwest and had to cross a mountain to go up the road at the junction of Tongling County and Fushui County to pass.

"Your Majesty and Mr. Chen will come here in two days. Just say less and be careful to make Your Majesty unhappy."

"Oh, I know, I know, hurry up!"

The man waved his hand impatiently with his knife on his back and walked along the vast snowy road. The snowflakes gradually stopped. The snow that the three of them walked by left a series of footprints, extending across the mountains ahead. However, the snow was too strong and I could not see the road that should have. The more I walked forward, the more desolate it became, and the vast whiteness reflected in my eyes was full of white.

Occasionally, there is the rustling sound of snow falling on the branches, which makes people feel a terrifying palpitations in their pores.

"We seem to be lost."

Among the three, middle-aged people with relatively loyal appearances, compared with the sky, the map in their hands, and looked around, in the snow, the white and difficult to distinguish the direction.

Do you have to wait until the sun tilts before going north and south?

The other two people felt dry after drinking, so they held the snow in their hands and swallowed it. They looked around in confusion.

The younger swordsman simply took off his shoes and threw them into the air, pointing to the direction facing the tip of the shoe.

"Just go this direction."

At this moment, the man holding the map raised his head, as if he was listening to something, turned around and looked around for a while, turned around and whispered to ask his companions.

"Did you hear any sound?"

The other two stood there and listened carefully for a while, and seemed to hear it. It was vaguely as if there was a man singing, and he couldn't hear it completely. He didn't know what the lyrics were, but the tone was extremely comfortable.

"Anyway, I'm lost. It's better to follow the direction of the singing and ask for the road and get out of this mountain."

The three of them planned to climb eastward in the direction of the vague singing. The snow in the forest fell down, and closer, the copper ringtone echoed.

".......................”

An old donkey was shaking his tail and running around in the snow with excitement. A pair of copper bells under his neck were jingling and clanging. The three of them looked over the snow-covered shrubs. Not far away, there was a sound of "bang bang" chopping wood. A young man was wearing a green linen and holding a head on his head. He was holding a hatchet to shave off the firewood. The thick ones were split in half and tied them apart.

"It's a woodcutter."

“Just ask for the way.”

The old donkey playing there shook his ears. He heard footsteps squeaking from the snow. He turned around and hummed twice. The woodcutter who was chopping wood also stopped his work. In front, three people came over, with agile figures, all carrying guns and knives, and were wearing close-fitting warrior robes.

The first person, with a loyal face, saw the woodcutter looking, raised his hands and smiled, "Don't be afraid, brother, the three of us are not malicious, just come and ask for directions."

Opposite, the woodcutter looked at the three of them and nodded.

"It's normal to get lost in the snow. I wonder where the three of you are going?"

When the three of them heard this, they looked at each other. The woodcutter spoke in his expression but didn't want to be the people in the mountains. One of them said, "Just ask...How to get to Honglian Temple? We come to worship the temple."

"Honglian Temple? Well, my house happens to be nearby, and I have almost finished the firewood. You three might as well follow me."
Chapter completed!