After this period of recuperation, Song Zi'er's health improved a lot, and she also learned about his father's arrest and Lin Yan's generous help.
Naturally, I can't help but express my gratitude to a few people.
A few people couldn't avoid it, so they had no choice but to endure it.
There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. Lin Yan and the others cherished each other, said goodbye to Song Yi and Song Zi'er, father and daughter, and set out on their own journeys.
Naturally, Jin Yitan took the nearly a hundred soldiers back to Laiyang County to resume their duties, hoping to dig out some useful information from the captured men in black robes and hit the "Underworld Sect" hard.
Brother and sister Feng Yichen and Mo Xiaoxiao are going back to their sect. On the one hand, they want to report the incident. On the other hand, they feel that their strength is insufficient and they need to practice hard!
Li Tieniu, on the other hand, continues his career in the arena. Since he has chosen the arena, he will continue to travel in the arena.
As for Lin Yan, he still rode his little donkey and continued walking along the border.
Since everyone has been busy dealing with An Daoquan and his group these days, the food for the little donkey is not good, and he often misses a meal, which makes him feel very dissatisfied.
Fortunately, after Song Yi recovered a little, he gave it a few "big meals", and it finally forgave Lin Yan and the others for not paying enough attention to him.
It is worth mentioning that after this incident, Song Yi changed the name of "Huangquan Inn" to "Ren Xia Inn" to express his gratitude to Lin Yan and others for their great kindness to his father and daughter.
Now that An Daoquan and other branches of the "Underworld Cult" have all been eradicated, the name "Naihe Town" can no longer be used, and the town has been renamed "Lingxi Town".
The spiritual stream that nourished generations of residents in the town has returned to its original appearance after a period of self-cleansing.
At this time, the townspeople realized that the sudden deterioration of Lingxi water quality was definitely related to An Daoquan and others. Because it was not long after they arrived that the water quality suddenly began to deteriorate.
Thinking about it now, it was definitely an immoral thing they did in order to promote their "fairy powder" and achieve the purpose of controlling the townspeople.
It’s so heartless!
To poison the water and cut off everyone's source of life is what a crazy person can do!
Since then, the townspeople have deeply hated the "Cult of Hades" and voluntarily joined the movement against the "Cult of Hades".
Of course, this is all for later.
After Lin Yan said goodbye to them, he rode his donkey all the way south, chatting with Mr. Qiu all the way.
"Mr. Qiu, I thought there were clues to the 'Thousands of Changes' in this town!" Lin Yan said regretfully.
"The clues are not so easy to find. Just take your time." Qiu Lao said with relief.
Lin Yan then thought about it. If the clues were so easy to find, the "Thousand Changes of Mechanisms" would have been taken away by others long ago. How could it be his turn?
Qiu Lao continued: "You don't have to worry too much. This 'Thousand-Change Machine' is my Mo Sect's unique skill after all. As a Mo Sect disciple, you naturally have some natural advantages in finding it."
When Lin Yan heard this, he asked curiously: "What advantage?"
Is there some kind of telepathy that you can sense when you meet the former "Lian Tang" elder? But he didn't sense anything!
And that’s not right, isn’t he dead? How do you play this? Is it possible that you are a psychic?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder. After all, he is a child, so he is quite scared of this kind of thing.
Looking at his expression, Qiu Lao knew that he was thinking wrong, interrupted him, and continued: "You have practiced our martial art 'Mo Jue', and you will automatically react when you encounter our martial arts. "
"Although this 'Thousand Changes of Mechanisms' is not a martial skill, it is both a unique skill of Momen, and they have a certain resonance with each other. When you get close to it, you will naturally understand."
After listening, Lin Yan nodded in understanding.
Upon seeing this, Qiu Lao stopped elaborating. After all, he had never encountered this kind of thing before and it was useless to say more.
Lin Yan continued to move forward, passing through several villages, but unfortunately nothing was gained from them.
On this day, he crossed the border of Tang State and wanted to see if there would be any news near the Nanman.
Tang State's border screening is extremely strict, which is understandable. After all, it is the gateway to the country.
Although the soldiers at the checkpoint were a little confused when Lin Yan, a child, wanted to cross the border to go to Nanman, they would not meddle in other people's business as long as there was no problem with his identity.
He just reminded Lin Yan to pay attention to safety after leaving the country and let him pass.
After crossing the border, Lin Yan rode a donkey for another four or five miles and then came to a small village.
It's said to be a village, but it's not exactly that. It's more like a tribe, and it's a very poor and broken tribe.
There are some scattered tents in the tribe, which are tattered and tattered, as if they will fly away if the wind blows.
Most of the people in the tribe are old, weak, sick and disabled, wearing tattered clothes and even uglier than the beggars in the city. If you didn't tell me, you would have thought they were a group of beggars.
This also reflects how poor they are!
After Lin Yan entered the tribe, the leader of the tribe welcomed him generously.
He was an old man, a lean old man who looked like he didn't have any meat on his body.
His hair is completely white, the skin on his face and body is wrinkled and wrinkled, and he is missing a front tooth, which makes him look a little funny when he smiles.
The old leader entertained Lin Yan with their tribe's "delicious food" and did not treat him any differently because he was from the Tang Dynasty.
This so-called "food" was a bit shabby, with only a small plate of cabbage leaves without any oil or water in it, and a few cornbread.
Although Lin Yan is not a picky eater, he grew up under Lin Gu's care and his food is not bad.
There is really no chance to experience this kind of life of eating bran-pharyngeal vegetables.
The little donkey on the side came close to the food and smelled it. He quickly turned his head away and snorted, dismissing the so-called "delicious food".
Lin Yan also smiled apologetically. It seemed that Song Yi had made this guy naughty before, and now he has begun to learn to be picky about food.
It seems that I have to find an opportunity to starve it and see if it dares to be picky.
The old leader was not angry when he saw this. He smiled kindly and said: "Young hero, I'm sorry, there are only these things in the tribe that I can't use. I really didn't treat you well!"
Lin Yan quickly waved his hand and said: "Old leader, what are you talking about? I'm very grateful that you personally entertained the boy. How can you still dislike the food?"
After saying that, he picked up a steamed bun and prepared to stuff it into his mouth. At this time, he saw a four or five-year-old little girl behind the old leader staring directly at him, or to be precise, staring at the wowotou in his hand.
Lin Yan tentatively handed the wowotou in his hand towards the little girl. The latter's eyes lit up and she wanted to reach out to take it, but she didn't dare.
At this time, the old leader said: "Nanny, be good, this is for the guests, grandpa will take you to eat delicious food later!"
When the little girl heard this, her eyes turned red and she was about to cry. She flattened her mouth and said, "Grandpa, you are lying!"
The old leader couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this. When Lin Yan saw this, he handed the Wotou in his hand to the little girl.
The little girl looked at the old leader first, and when he saw the latter nodded, she stretched out her hand to take the wowotou.
Then, he ate hungrily, as if he had never had a full meal, leaving Lin Yan stunned for a moment.
The old leader sighed helplessly when he saw this, and said to Lin Yan: "Young hero, I will make you laugh!"
Lin Yan cupped his hands and asked, "Old leader, is there a shortage of food in the tribe?"
The old leader sighed when he heard this: "Alas!"
"The land of the Southern Barbarians is originally barren and not suitable for growing crops. In previous years, we could plant some peanuts to exchange for some food with merchants from the Tang Dynasty. But this year, for some reason, none of the peanut seeds planted could germinate, and the tribe also There is a famine.”
"There is not much food left in the tribe now, so we can only save a little to see if we can survive this winter."
When Lin Yan heard this, he sympathized with them. It seems that life in Nanman is extremely difficult, especially for farmers who rely on the weather for their livelihood. When something like this happens, their survival will face a huge test.
At the same time, he also felt very strange. This year was not a year of great disaster, and the land was fine in previous years. However, it suddenly couldn't grow anything this year. There must be something wrong in some link.
But he is not an expert in land, so he can't be of much help.
As he thought about it, he turned around and saw that the little girl had already finished the previous steamed buns in three times and was looking at him eagerly.
Lin Yan smiled helplessly and handed her another steamed bun from the plate.
When the old leader saw this, he said dotingly: "Why don't you thank me quickly, big brother!"
The little girl said timidly: "Thank you, big brother." Then she started to devour it.
Lin Yan chatted with the old leader for a while, and when it got late, he moved into a tent under the latter's arrangement. Although it's a bit worn, it doesn't leak. It has a bed and a quilt to keep out the cold.
After all, the autumn wind is bleak and it's still a bit cold. It's not possible without something warm.
Just as Lin Yan was lying on the bed and still thinking about what the old leader said before, Qiu Lao's voice sounded in Lin Yan's heart: "Boy, I think there is something wrong with this land. There may be something buried underneath. Let's take a look! "
Lin Yan was speechless for a moment after hearing this. Such a large piece of land was measured in acres. It would be difficult for him to dig through all of it by himself!
But after all, he himself is also very concerned about the abnormal things happening in this land, so he is also prepared to pay attention silently.
But it was absolutely impossible for him to turn over the soil himself.
After all, turning the soil, and turning the soil aimlessly, is a very low-level thing!
Since there is no good solution for the time being, we can only "ride the donkey and read the songbook - wait and see".
Thinking of this, Lin Yan stopped worrying and turned around and fell asleep.
On the other hand, leaving aside Jin Yitan and Li Tieniu, Feng Yichen and Mo Xiaoxiao quickly returned to the sect and reported the situation to the elders of the sect.
In addition to the affairs of the "Underworld Cult", they also talked about Jin Yitan and the others. Of course, Feng Yichen mentioned Lin Yan in particular, saying that this child deserves special attention.
After listening to their reports, the superior commanders thought for a moment and then asked the two to retreat.
Following the two men's footsteps as they exited the meeting hall, the words on the plaque outside became clearer. That was - Wudang!
