"Hiss..." Zhang Yan took a deep breath, which seemed to be fresher than before.
He turned around and waved goodbye to the team leader named Li at the inn, turned over and climbed into a carriage on its way back. There were some empty linen sacks in the car, and the smell of some grain could be smelled. It should be the empty grain that had been consumed, and they were dragged back.
"Master Jun, are you returning home?"
"I am no longer a military master. I was discharged from the army a few days ago. Now I am an ordinary citizen like you." Zhang Yan smiled and leaned on a stack of empty cloth bags while answering the carriage driver's questions.
"Yo? Why don't you want to work at such a young age? I heard that many of the military officers at Yubei Mountain Fortress have earned military honors. Why don't you work for a few more years?"
Those who drive are all talkative. Especially after knowing that Zhang Yan was not a member of the military, his voice became louder and his interest became even higher.
"What else are you doing? Yubei Mountain is dangerous. People die every day. How much is enough to make a living? If you stay there for a long time, you might risk your life." Zhang Yan also travels all over the country, and he is very familiar with these things. The other party started chatting. I also want to know something about the ordinary people in the Wild Sky Territory from this driver.
Five days ago, Zhang Yan completed the last patrol on Yubei Mountain. He taught everything that needed to be taught. Even without him in the future, those Bagua formations would still be able to operate normally and change paths from time to time.
Two years is not a short time, but in Yubei Mountain Fortress, Zhang Yan feels that it is actually not too long. There are not many memorable events in the monotonous days, so when he looks back, he feels that time has flown by. In addition, for more than a year, Zhang Yan was almost in a state of semi-submissive cultivation and was not very sensitive to time.
Lin Zedong and Song Qinghe called Zhang Yan to say goodbye before he left, gave him the document with their own hands, and asked him about his future plans.
Zhang Yan himself didn't even think about what he would do in the future. He just said he would go home and have a look. He had not thought about the future yet.
Zhang Yan even went to see HuaGou. That bitch is still alive and not ready to leave Yubei Mountain Fortress, saying he plans to reap the benefits for another two years. When leaving, Zhang Yan forced one of his exorcism charms to the other party, telling him that this thing could really save his life. This time HuaGou didn't shirk it. He laughed and said he would put it away. I don't know if he was perfunctory with Zhang Yan.
After leaving the Yubei Mountain Fortress, Zhang Yan took the transport camp's vehicle and walked for three days to reach a military post station at the foot of the mountain. After that, he completed many procedures at the inn station, repaired it for a day, and waited for the return convoy of a group of carriages and horses behind. Then hitch a ride and leave. Otherwise, it would take at least five days for Zhang Yan to reach his next destination just by walking. It only takes two days by car.
There are no cars, trains, airplanes, national highways, or highways. Traveling long distances in the wilderness is very time-consuming, just like in the ancient times of the earth. But it is precisely because of the difficulties on the road that it is extremely difficult to say goodbye and reunite. However, Zhang Yan didn't care at all.
Because compared with others, Zhang Yan's heart was too fashionable to care about remembrance and emotion. In his eyes, every plant and tree along the way was novel. Only then did the vast wilderness officially open its arms to him, and even he Every step forward is a new world, and it’s not too late to get excited.
As for rushing? Sorry, Madman Zhang didn't have this idea. He was not in a hurry and was even prepared to walk slowly.
Before leaving, Zhang Yan asked Lin Zedong for a rough map of Nanyuan Kingdom. The ink and wash outline on it looked more like a painting than a map. There was no way to make an accurate judgment on it. The terrain can only be used to understand the general directions of some large geographical landmarks such as cities, large rivers, etc., as well as the distribution of counties in the entire Nanyuan Kingdom.
Zhang Yan didn't care much about anything else. In the memory of the body he inherited, it took three months of walking from his hometown of Langyuan City to Yubei Mountain Fortress. Looking at the map, Yubei Mountain is on the western border of Nanyuan Kingdom, while Langyuan City is in Beijiang County in the northeast. It almost passed through most of the land of Nanyuan Kingdom.
Isn't this just right?
For Zhang Yan, the journey home is equivalent to his journey across the Nanyuan Kingdom. Wouldn't it be nice to walk and see along the way?
"Brother, what you said touched my heart!" The driver let go immediately, flicked his whip, and made the horse run a few steps, then turned sideways and continued: "Then How ferocious is Yubei Mountain? Is there any day when no one dies? I always drive corpse trucks down the mountain, one truck a day, sometimes several trucks, and burn them at Yizhuang at the foot of the mountain. The last seven feet of the man is only a small jar. Point, sorry!
It would be safer to just dig in the ground for food.
But I'm not saying that the military men are miserable. Without the military men to block those monsters, we ordinary people would not have a good life. Just think, it's enough to block for two or three years. If you change people, there's no need to fight until death, right? "
Zhang Yan also laughed, shook his head and said: "Pin Na, when is there not a day when we are not working hard? Some people are used to it. You ask them to drive like you? They are not willing. They are all clamoring to work hard to make money. Fuyin Children and grandchildren, but no one admits that they like the days of licking blood."
The driver must be over 50 years old. He understood the meaning of Zhang Yan's words, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't dare to answer. He could only laugh a few times.
After a long silence, Zhang Yan sang in a strange tone:
Hooked knife, open the skin;
A knife as wide as the palm of your hand can slay demon generals;
Peel off the demon's skin and twitch the demon's tendons in exchange for meritorious deeds...
Zhang Yan can sing this song by now, but he has never asked about the name of this song. He was too lazy to know that in his heart the song was called "The Bad Song Sung by the Flower Dog". It's catchy in the mouth, but also on the head. While singing, you can also build yourself up mentally and ignore many things that you understand but dare not speak out.
For example, some people always hold the handle of a knife in their hand when sleeping.
For example, some people like to smell the strange smell of blood and oil on a knife.
very many. These people cannot go outside, and will only die on the walls of Yubei Mountain in the end.
After singing the song twice, Zhang Yan squinted his eyes and saw a layer of sweat on the back of the driver's neck.
"Brother, are there any interesting places in Xuanhua City ahead?" Zhang Yan stopped singing and changed the subject to ask about the big city ahead that is closest to Yubei Mountain. That was also the first place he settled this time, and it was also the final destination for his return journey. After that, he would have to find a carriage and horse agency to continue eastward.
"Hey, little brother, when you ask this, it's actually just one place to go. Where can you go up and down the mountain to do something else? Isn't it just those places? Chunxiao Tower, Hongyi Pavilion, Xiaoyu Lin, oh yes! It's newly opened recently. A flower garden, the girl inside is so pretty..."
Zhang Yan's expression suddenly froze, and he shouted in his heart: Brother, is this what I'm asking? Are these things that can be written in a free chapter?
