Chapter 348 They are all heroes!

The night wind in early summer is still a little cold, especially the wind in the north is a little chilly.

Although Xiaohe Town is poor, it has been soldiers coming and going for many years. It is rare that this town has not been devastated. Whether it is Da Zhao's soldiers or soldiers from other countries, no matter how murderous people are, they will never let themselves fall into a desperate situation. Xiaohe Town is like a wild tree on a cliff, which is inconspicuous, but it can always save some lives at critical moments...

"You said... What is King Kang going to do now? Song Yi leaned against the railing and looked into the distance and asked Uncle Zhong questions.

Uncle Zhong put the heavy mattress he brought on himself, casually leaned down to the corner of the terrace, yawned and said, "I don't know about King Kang, but after thinking about it, he will not be ready to attack at this time!"

Song Yi looked at it. The corner where Uncle Zhong is is really good. It happens to be in the shadows. I'm afraid it's difficult to find people sleeping here except on this terrace, inn or anywhere else.

"Kang Wang is a man with some brains. He has power and skills. At this moment, he is in charge of the army. It's really a headache..." Song Yi muttered.

"Are you afraid of him?" Uncle Zhong asked faintly.

"Are you afraid of him? Of course not! But after all, he is the crown prince, and he has resentment against me. I'm just worried about something bigger!" Song Yi said helplessly.

"Great things can't be compared with your own life. Mr. Song, take care of yourself. Everything is negotiable!" While Uncle Zhong was talking, there were several continuous yawns.

Song Yi said with a wry smile, "Uncle Zhong, I'm going back to my room..."

If you don't hear the answer, Uncle Zhong in the shadows seems to have fallen asleep.

Song Yi turned around crying and laughing. He strangely thought that Uncle Zhong said that he was old and not sleepy, but he fell asleep as soon as he nested down. He didn't know whether he was really asleep or didn't bother to talk...

There was nothing to do this night, but when I had breakfast in the inn the next day, I found that in addition to a few cold-faced soldiers, there were several more 'Jianghu people'.

At this time, the cognition of 'Jianghu people' is not the kind of 'Jianghu people' in martial arts novels that are chivalrous and righteous. In terms of the theory of three teachings and nine streams, whether it is playing tricks, wandering around eating by a craft, or monks and nuns who do not have a fixed temple, and robbers and bandits... They are all collectively known as Jianghu people.

Several 'Jianghu people' who appeared in the inn of Xiaohe Town wore sloppy clothes, but they wore knives. A middle-aged man with a sharp face squatted on his shoulder with a little thin monkey, so Song Yi would think that this was a group of 'Jianghu people'.

The price in the inn was slightly high, but there were not even a few thick noodles with chopped green onions. Uncle Zhong seemed to be interested, but Wu Jian was obviously not very interested in the opposite side, but peeked at the 'Jianghu people' with vigilant eyes from time to time. Song Yi knew what Wu Jian was worried about, but he was not worried, but he was just not happy. I am not slow to eat noodles with chopsticks and chopsticks.

Along the way, more and more food can only be based on pasta. Song Yi has gradually forced himself to eat as much as possible from his initial extremely unaccustomed habits to now.

Therefore, sometimes it takes a lot of roads a day to get to the next place with food and accommodation, so after the previous hunger, Song Yi got used to it a lot.

After eating early, the horses who had rested all night were ready to leave Xiaohe Town, but they just walked out three miles away. Wu Jian, who was behind, rushed over and said with a wary face, "Those monkey tricks have followed. It seems that the people are not good..."

"There are only a few of them. They should not be for us!" Song Yi said calmly.

"But how can they play monkey tricks and play Yan Yun? Are there any soldiers over there to watch the play? Wu Jian frowned and said.

Song Yi was amused by this statement, and then said to the nervous Wu Jian, "The closer it is to Yan Yun, the greater the danger is. If someone comes to us, it is impossible to have no brains or understand the danger of this place. Their flaws are so obvious, and the number of people is so small... Does it look like you are fearless?"

Uncle Zhong said at this time, "These people are really playing monkeys. Except for a thick cocoon on the palm of a knife, one of the other two people's hands is yellow and soft, while the other is a little abnormally white, and the rest is an old man... If these people don't go to the north to play, they have another purpose, because they pay more attention to those cold soldiers and don't pay much attention to us..."

Wu Jian still holds a doubt, but since Uncle Zhong and Song Yi feel that they are unlikely to be enemies, he can only slow down the speed and still fall on the last moment of the team and be wary of the Jianghu people behind him...

Along the way, they successfully entered the sixteen states of Yanyun, and the group of Jianghu people finally disappeared near Yukou Pass after entering the two states.

Near Zhuozhou, many soldiers and grain and grass teams in the rear can be seen. Because of the token, Song Yi and others are still very smooth along the way, which makes Song Yi doubt whether Zhao Ze has received a biography from the capital at this time.

On this day, Song Yigang was not far from Gu'an. He met a group of soldiers carrying grain in the suburbs, and unexpectedly saw Liu Chen, the teenager who was on complex patrol in Qingmu Village.

It was Liu Chen who recognized Song Yi on the horse first, and then rushed over and was almost cut off his neck by Wu Jian. Fortunately, Liu Chen did not have a weapon in his hand. Wu Jian kept his hand, and Song Yi also recognized Liu Chen, who was already a little rough...

"Why are you here?" Song Yi asked in surprise. He remembered that Liu Chen was very young. According to reason, Niu Mang should not have brought such a young man who was not strong enough.

Wu Jian withdrew his knife, and Liu Chen burst into tears in an instant, and then cried and said his experience.

It turned out that he waited for most people in Qingmu Village to walk half of the road before he sneaking up and followed him. When Niu Mang found out, he could only let him follow. Later, when Niu Mang and others were near Youzhou, they left a small number of people waiting to spread credit along the way, and Liu Chen was left behind. Later... Niu Mang and others did not return as soon as they went. A war broke out in front of them. The news came back was that the group of people in Qingmuzhai were killed and injured. Liu Chen picked up a firewood knife that night to rush to rush to the front line. Later, he was stopped by a veteran in the barracks. With good comfort, he let Liu Chen and others join the grain and grass team, and then they have been transporting grain and grass during this period. While transporting grain on the transmission line, he inquired about the news of all parties. Today, Liu Chen also escorted a batch from Mozhou to Ruzhou from the grain transporting team, and then unexpectedly saw Song Yi catching up outside Gu'an...

Although Liu Chen changed a lot, he recognized Song Yi, who had not changed much at a glance, and jumped out with excitement and was almost beheaded by Wu Jian...

After listening to Liu Chen's words about the news of Qingmuzhai, everyone was slightly awed, especially Liu Chen, who had been strong for a period of time, cried for a long time like a child who had found his parents, muttering repeatedly, "They are all heroes... They are all heroes..."