After passing Suzhou, it started drizzling again. The river was covered with a layer of smoke and water. There were already many ships going on. After all, the days of sailing this year were not long. At the tail of October, it was completely impossible to sail. The cargo ships that were stern followed Zhao Kai and his group of people. After all, the water locks basically saw the third prince starting to release water. They picked up a bargain and rushed to the gate.

There were too many boats coming and going, and the weather was not good, so the soldiers and men on the sluice were unable to take care of them at all, so they hid in the house and fell asleep. In order to avoid hitting other cargo ships, Zhao Kai and his group's fleet drew deep. In case of an accident, the people on the boat would probably sink to the ground to feed fish and shrimp. After all, Lu Junyi and Yan Qing and other men from Hebei were as fierce as tigers on land, and were not as good as turtles in the water. To be on the steadfast, the speed of the boat was slowly reduced.

At midnight, the fog on the Bian River became thicker and thicker. A bright moon disappeared behind the shadows, and the surroundings were as dark as ink. No matter how experienced or skilled the helmsman was, he needed to take a nap, Lu Junyi simply asked the fleet to blow the lights and pull out wax at a deserted pier twenty miles away from Suzhou, and fell asleep in the darkness on the spot. In order to prevent emergencies, Yan Qing, Lu Junyi and other martial artists were sleeping with their clothes, with sharp blades beside them to prevent any possible crises.

‘Dui 日本’, Lu Junyi had not had a deep sleep at first, and suddenly heard the slight sound of horse hooves and leaped up from the bed. When he stood on the deck with a whistle stick, a figure had already squatted on the side of the boat and watched and listened. This person was Yan Qing, who had teased the fat magistrate with a live chicken not long ago. He quietly put the live chicken in the box and stared at it. Later, he even used a locust stone to make the live chicken angry, forcing the fat magistrate into the water in a mess, and the big heart of the people.

"Xiao Yi, go to Tantan. At Suzhou Pier, I found that there were some thorns in the crowd. I couldn't guarantee that these people had not given up yet. Don't be reckless. These green forests often make people unable to defend themselves. Don't take it lightly. You and I don't just hold your own lives in your hands."

"Master, I know the severity of the matter. I am not such a slight person. Don't worry, now you are on the boat to check, so I dare to touch Wan'er of these people." As soon as Yan Qing finished speaking, he gently used his toes to lie on the side of the boat and flew up with the lifting technique. He had already landed gently on the shore more than ten feet away from the boat, without making any noise. Yan Qing's footsteps were originally covered with artemisia more than one person tall, and the black squid around him, and the two who were resting a few meters away did not notice at all. Yan Qing squatted in place, listening to the conversation between the two with a breath holding his breath.

A man with a rough voice kept whispering, and from time to time he stopped to drink water, muttering and complaining: "Damn, how did this kind of chore fall into our brothers' hands? On the Suzhou pier, I felt guilty when I looked at the jade Qilin. No matter what, I just left blood for the gang, so I would not have tormented like this."

Another man with a slightly sharp voice took a sip of water and sneered: "You are just as ill as you haven't started yet. I think you should find a doctor and prescribe some Shiquan pills to supplement it."

The man was the man who was cut by his blade at Suzhou Wharf. When the fleet was far away and his people were gathering, he could not help but be ridiculed. At this moment, he was squeezed by the other party, and he could no longer be furious. Yan Qing had already gotten used to the darkness. Seeing the black man on the opposite side stood up, the uninjured arm did not greet the other party, and rushed over with a bang. Yan Qing knew that the other party was using a bow fist, and the power was ready to be fired, which was very strong. The man opposite him was much thinner, and his height was even less than the other party's chest. The other party was caught off guard and acted. In Yan Qing's opinion, the thin short man seemed to be completely powerless.

When Yan Qing was secretly worried about the tall and thin, an unexpected scene appeared. The thin short man was very flexible in shape. The moment when the man with a rough voice was about to touch his face, his body was frustrated and he used the "mix" technique commonly used in Yan Qing's sumo wrestling on his feet. The victory and defeat almost instantly reversed. The man with a rough voice had no time to stabilize his voice and was directly taken to fly. His body, which was less than 200 pounds, landed on the ground like a sandbag. What made Yan Qing curious was that the man did not make any sound after he landed on the ground. He slowly got up from the ground in a muffled voice, glanced at the other party, and continued to squat there with a dirt-like face like a sandbag.

"You are still tactful. If you had just shouted, I'm afraid you'd have seen the King of Hell long ago."

"A real man can bend and stretch, all of them are brothers. I won't care about you. After finally encountering such a big deal, the two boxes of treasures carried back by the fat magistrate will probably be enough for you and my brother to eat and drink for several years. If you take down these people, you and I will probably be able to take over as a blessing and fortune in this life. But the Jade Qilin is a tough idea, and Yan Qing's ability is probably not bad. It's another matter whether this matter will be successful or not."

"You and I were originally giving people a knife noodles in this water. I was worried about this and that, how could it be possible? I also asked in advance that although the jade qilin can beat the tiger in the east of Hedong, and the prodigal son Yan Qing can shoot the eagle of a hundred steps, it cannot withstand our dragon in the water. When we reach the territory of my brothers and others, he will directly become a turtle in the water."

Yan Qing became more and more angry as he heard him. He suddenly heard the other party scolding his master, Tortoise, and he shouted and appeared in his figure. He was not idle in his hand. A crossbow with a short arrow suddenly shot out. This time it was too sudden. The two people who had originally asked Ma Xiexie to take the opportunity to get some dry food did not expect that such a thrust figure was hidden in the grass. The man with a rough voice was stunned, and was pulled over by the short elves beside him as a shield. The distance was too close, and the arrow even shot the tail of the feathers into the other party's chest. The man with a rough voice was like being thrown to the ground just now, without making a sound, and he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

"The wind is tight, pull it." The short thin man was also very agile, and symbolically shouted at his teammate who had just been knocked out. While he was shooting back at Yan Qing's face, his body was already far away from him. He was chewing dead grass by the river. In order to prevent the other party from firing the hidden arrows behind him, his whole body clinged to the horse's belly. Yan Qing's second crossbow arrow was unbiased and shot on the horse's thigh. The fierce horse was in pain and ran forward more and more excitedly. In a blink of an eye, short thin thin thin

The horses on behalf of others had already disappeared without a trace. Yan Qing used a crossbow to shoot out a handshake arrow, but shot another fast horse. At this time, the horse was limp on the ground, spitting white blood. The arrow was located, and the fishy black blood was even more smelly. The other party seemed to be shaking the arrow with a strange poison. Yan Qing, who was secretly frightened, couldn't help but feel numb. If he was shot by the other party's poison arrow just now, he would probably be the end of the dead horse in front of him.

Seeing that there was no hope of chasing someone, he squatted down and looked at the rough man who had just been shot by himself, but he had no breath. The other party was just shot into the shoulder blade by himself. It shouldn't be so bad. He turned the other party's body outward and found that the other party's fatal wound was on his back, and there was also an arrow hole in it. He was short and narrow, and he didn't know whether it was a hidden hand-shaking arrow or the other party was determined to kill someone to silence the mouth.

Yan Qing returned to the boat without saying a word and reported everything to Lu Junyi. Lu Junyi was also in a bad mood. He quickly walked towards the adjacent boat, and soon a few strong men with shovels and picks jumped out of the belly of the adjacent boat. Needless to say, several people went to bury the bodies of horses and people nearby to avoid unnecessary trouble. If they were beaten by the other party, it would be more than worth the loss. When the men returned to the boat, it was already five o'clock, and Lu Junyi urged him to take the boat immediately. Lu Junyi did this quickly and incompetently, so he hid Zhao Ziqing, Zhao Kai, and Emperor Roufu on the boat.

When the sky was dawn, the boat arrived at Lingbi. Lu Junyi urged him to hurry up as soon as possible. Zhao Ziqing and Zhao Kai were not anxious. He looked at Yan Qing next to him and stared at him without saying a word, looking helpless.

Even Zhao Ziqing, who is usually a dull gourd, was excited to think of something "Song of Gaixia": "Strive to pull the mountains and the spirit is vast. Time is not good, and the horse will not pass away. What can you do if you don't pass away! Yu Xi and Yu Xi will do if you don't do it!"

"The Han soldiers have already sieged the ground, and the sound of singing on all sides. The king is exhausted, so why should I live a life with a humble concubine?" Zhao Kai responded.

Lu Junyi was originally a martial arts tycoon, and he was a good player in his fist. The moment of his heartfelt views with women was also dealing with the matter. He was even more confused when he was eccentric with the two of them.

Yan Qing knew that it would be a long time to delay here, and he also broke the mystery in his master's mind: "Master, we have arrived at the place where the Bawang and Yu Ji were separated from each other back then."

"Are you talking about the overlord who fought with King Han and Chu and Han back then?" Yan Qing nodded and smiled. Now even Lu Junyi began to feel excited. Although the overlord was defeated by King Han and Liu Bang, his status in the hearts of warriors was exactly the same as that of Guan Yu, and he was unshakable. However, when he went to the old place where the hero committed suicide, he was already very excited.

In addition to being the ancient battlefield of Gaixia where the Chu-Han battles, and Yu Ji was buried here, it can still drive away ghosts and avoid the hometown of his brother Zhong Kui's paintings. Lingbi Zhong Kui's paintings are also called Lingbi Punishi. It is different from other places' wooden New Year paintings or door god paintings. It is hand-painted in the form of hand-painted paintings and has its own unique folk flavor. It has lasted for generations and has been passed down. The most vivid painting of Zhong Kui was actually Wu Daozi. By the time of the Yuanyou period of the Song Dynasty, a group of folk painters gathered here during the establishment of the county, and initially formed the art center of Zhong Kui paintings (folk paintings). In particular, Zhong Kui painted by the painter Yang Fei was deeply influenced by Wu Daozi and was majestic. Later, he lived in Huai and Chu and had a deep friendship with Lingbi painters. Because of the method of preaching to Daozi, a good foundation was laid for Lingbi Zhong Kui paintings.

Zhao Ziqing and Zhao Kai naturally wanted to go to Lingbi to find a pair of Zhong Kui's ink treasures to bless the smooth journey and achieve success. The purpose of Lu Junyi and Yan Qing to admire the legacy of the overlord is naturally different. However, if Zhao Ziqing and Zhao Kai knew the truth about the incident last night, they would probably not have the leisure today. You must know that Lu Junyi and Yan Qing are actually more effective than Zhong Kui's paintings.

The magistrate of Lingbi didn't expect that the third prince would be the top in such a small county town. When he came to his senses, Zhao Kai and his party had already arrived on the street where Lingbi specially sold Zhong Kui's paintings. From a distance, he saw the third prince in the shop on the long street with an interest in picking items with an ordinary person. When he was talking and laughing, his face turned red and white. It was not right to advance or retreat. He was afraid of disturbing the third prince's elegant pleasure.

He was also afraid that the third prince would blame him in the future, so that he could not afford to take on the official position of sesame and mung beans. He was even more afraid that the third prince would make any mistakes here. His little head was not enough for others to cut ten times. Why did this noble man who could not hire from Suzhou magistrate fell on his shoulders, which were still heavy in feathers? The magistrate rubbed his eyes several times, and after confirming that it was true, he hurriedly stepped forward and kowtowed to commit crimes. He immediately made people around him follow suit and bowed his head to salute.

"All up, I'm just a guest in the eyes of businessmen today. A pretty good man in the eyes of the lady who might be able to entrust his life." Zhao Kai's approach to the people made a chuckle around him. The streets that were originally blocked were driven away by the people behind the magistrate and temporarily became smooth. Zhao Kai didn't want to stay here too much. He had experienced the situation at the ferry crossing outside Suzhou City. In order not to affect the normal business exchanges on the street, he led Zhao Ziqing and Lu Junyi to the tomb of Yu Ji in the suburbs, where there were relatively few people.

Yu Ji's tomb is in the east of Lingbi County. Looking around, the trees are lush and the eyes are green. A temple surrounded by fireworks is looming in the shadows of the trees. Zhao Kai and his party are quick to go and did not say hello to the Lingbi magistrate in advance. The hired carriage driver was his guide. The old-fashioned coachman in his forties was blushing at the moment, as if he didn't even give the face of the magistrate, and whipped the animals under him like a lifeless person. He was afraid that he would leave a whip mark on the horse's thighs and almost killed him. You know, the reward given by the customers sitting in the carriage was enough to buy more than ten animals, so he naturally felt less pity. He looked at the magistrate and his group who were panting like a dog behind him, and were happy.

As soon as he jumped out of the car, a pair of sad couplets came into his eyes: Why did Yu Xi do? Since ancient times, his beauty has been so poor in life; Ji Ye is there, leaving the green tomb alone towards dusk.

Zhao Ziqing and Zhao Kai's face suddenly became serious. Yu Ji Temple uses brick and wood structure, small pink walls and small blue-gray tiles, carved beams and painted buildings inside. The structure is clever. Thinking about the fact that after Yu Ji's death, there is such a good place for future generations to pay tribute to her, it can be regarded as the reward for her resolutely accompanying the overlord without hesitation.

Going further inside, there is a large courtyard with a huge square ash bucket in the center of the courtyard. Needless to say, the incense that tourists usually put in is mostly here to pay tribute to the incense soul. To the north of the ash bucket is the main structure of the temple. The entire temple is not too big, and there are two statues. On the left is Xiang Yu, the overlord who is majestic and strong, and on the right is Yu Ji, with willow eyebrows, almond eyes, bright eyes and white teeth, with a lifelike shape, which makes people unable to bear to look at it. Even Lu Junyi, who is usually arrogant, stands on his hands, with a respectful expression. There is a white wall on each of the left and right hands of the yard, which is full of poems about literati and poets paying homage to express his thoughts on the ancient times.

Zhao Kai stared at Bai Wall at the moment, and the magistrate rushed forward panting. He probably had more sweat along the way than in the previous decades, including frightening and joy, anyway, he was tortured to death.

"Three...Three Emperors... Since you are here, please leave a pair of magic treasures."

Zhao Kai and Zhao Ziqing looked at each other, understood it, and did not be polite to the other party. They directly took the black ink that had just been ground, and started to write quickly. Just after writing the last word, a scream came from afar. Zhao Kai didn't say anything, and threw away everyone and followed the sound. His heart was so frightened these days, and it was finally confirmed today.
Chapter completed!