Delong

Chapter 8 Staggering Walk (8)

As the sun sets, a big river has wide waves, and the wind blows wild flowers on both sides.

And Zhang Xing fell into a big trouble.

Besides, eight full days have passed since the stampede and murder incident at dawn that day. During these eight days, he learned his lesson, and went out at night every day. He never took the initiative to approach the village community or the market. Wotou also hid Dumeng's body first, left alone, and then returned in a hurry.

And thanks to the effect of the compass, although it was hard work, it was still a smooth journey until today to reach this big river.

The river is constantly rushing, and from the perspective of another world, it is more than hundreds of meters wide. In such a paradoxical world, it seems to correspond to the Yellow River, but it seems to be more abundant and wider than the Yellow River...Of course Well, the traveler doesn't care, because anyway, there are tigers and monarchs who avoid seas, so even if there are some specious origins, the final geographical conditions are likely to be completely different.

But no matter what, it is impossible for him to have the ability to cross the river.

As for the 'Golden Compass' in his hand, the reaction was also very strange. It was clear that he was in a clear state of mind at the moment, and he just wanted to send Du Meng home, to the Laoshizi Red Mountain, but the compass hung down as soon as it left the river, as if it wanted him to stay here. The meaning of waiting.

There is no other way, this typical foreigner can only wait, but he has made up his mind, just wait for one day, if there is no turning point at this time tomorrow, he will go down the river to find a fishing village and a ferry, and then frankly explain the situation, and see if there is any change. No one wants to cross him.But today, I had no choice but to carry Du Meng's corpse on my back temporarily, find the only big tree on the surrounding river embankment as a resting place, and wait with a sense of ignorance about this world.

Of course, there were many things he didn't know about.

He didn't know how far he had traveled these days, and he didn't know where Hongshan was?He didn't even know whether Hongshan was a mountain, an administrative division, or a geographical concept?
He is not sure whether he can cross the river?After crossing the river, can the corpse be delivered?I don't know how to deal with the other party's family after the corpse is delivered?

But right now, it seems that only the belief of delivering Dumeng's body to Hongshan is supporting him, allowing him to ignore and avoid certain things.

In the evening, the sun gradually sinks and changes color. There are fewer boats on the river, and the water is constantly rippling. The scenery is too beautiful to behold.

It stands to reason that as a time traveler, it is a good time to copy poems, and it may lead to some adventure plots, but in this grand occasion, Zhang Xing only felt irritable, so he simply took out a dead-faced cornbread and began to chew slowly and seriously... …No matter what, the meal has to be eaten.

And just when he started to eat the second cornbread, in his field of vision, two large ferry boats coming down from the upper river suddenly approached the river section where Zhang Xing was located in a nonchalant manner.

Get closer and see more clearly.

It turns out that although the people on board are all dressed in folk clothes, they are all armed and capable, and there are dozens of horses on the deck. Considering that these people are going ashore at night, they should be the most powerful people in this world. The so-called quacks.

And this also made Zhang Xing dispel his intention of going forward to ask for crossing, even though this is probably the reason why the compass points to this place and does not move.

After all, he didn't want to have another fire in the mountain village, or murder in the middle of the road.

However, Zhang Xing didn't go to join in the fun, but he came over on his own initiative—the two boats put down their horses and left, and dozens of riders on the river embankment rode the sunset. Surrounded by big trees here.

Zhang Xing was taken aback for a moment, and could only continue to lower his head and gnaw on the cornbread earnestly.

No way, literally no way, it was still dark, and on the embankment by the river with a wide view, there were dozens of people on the other side, armed with boats, horses and swords, and they were all as strong as the naked eye. Well, with the infuriating cultivation of this three-legged cat, can't he still hide from it?
"That guy!"

The knights abandoned their horses and held their swords and flocked to them, but they were well-trained. No one of them said anything, and they formed a circle around the big tree that Zhang Xing was relying on on the embankment. A burly man with a purple face and a horsewhip in his hands spoke awe-inspiringly. "My Xu family brother just told me that the one lying next to you should be a dead person? Is that so?"

"Yes." Zhang Xing held the cornbread and nodded calmly.

"You are quite calm." The purple-faced man turned his hands away, and immediately relaxed a little.

"I haven't done anything wrong, why can't I stay calm?" Zhang Xing asked back on the spot.

"Then let me ask again, who is the dead man? Why did you bring the dead man with you?" The big man raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to ask. "And why is it covered in blood?"

"Your Excellency, aren't the brothers from the Xu family who can guess with sharp eyes?" After two fights, Zhang Xing was able to let go. The so-called arrogance of the rivers and lakes may as well be a little more poised. "Why don't you let him guess?"

Just as the big man was about to speak, a young man in civilian clothes beside him looked like a teenager, but with a huge skeleton and said with a smile:

"Is it your army robe? You two are wearing the same military boots. Although the clothes are covered with smoke and dust, they are obviously in the shape of civilian clothes issued by the army... This place, this time, should be the defeated soldiers from Luolongtan. "

Zhang Xing looked at the other party for a while, and nodded directly: "Yes."

"Everyone said that Luolongtan was defeated, and I don't know how far it was defeated?" The eldest of the three who had not spoken was a middle-aged scribe with a little extravagance, and he finally spoke. "May I take the liberty to ask, how many of the 20 elites are left?"

"How do I know what 20 elites are? I only know that the middle base army has fifty soldiers." How did Zhang Xing know how miserable the defeat was, but this did not prevent him from telling the truth. "After waking up from the injury, the brother next to me told me that our team fought for 23 days, and when we were defeated, there were only 17 people left. After fleeing for another five days, there were only two people left. After finally surviving the rain in the mountains, we are about to reach the top of the mountain. In front of the state level ground, there was a fire and there was only one person and one corpse left."

Even though the surrounding knights were well-disciplined, they couldn't help feeling a little commotion at this time, and even the three leaders, who were either powerful, heroic, or shrewd, all froze slightly.

"Are you going to bring your own robe back to your hometown?" After a while, it was still the majestic purple-faced man who broke the silence. "Have you ever made a verbal promise?"

"When I entered the mountain, there was an earthquake and the road was overturned. He was the one who carried me to escape, and now I should carry him back." Zhang Xing continued to take a bite of the cornbread, and he admitted it.

"An earthquake?" The middle-aged scribe sneered, but he didn't seem to be asking a question.

"Where are you going?" The majestic purple-faced man asked again.

"I only know it's Hongshan, let's inquire there." Seeing that the other party's malice had gone, Zhang Xing became more perfunctory.

"No wonder... Hongshan people are the most particular about this." The big man also felt a little emotional.

"Whether Hongshan is close or far from here... You have already passed Dengzhou, which belongs to the border of Jeju. After crossing the river to Hebei, you will be Wuyang County. Cross Wuyang County and enter Wuan County. In fact, it's over." The capable young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and interrupted again. "But you don't have a horse, you just carry him on foot, even if you have some cultivation and strength to hold on, you still have to cross the prefectures and counties, and it takes half a month to get to the foot of the Red Mountain, and the Red Mountain itself stretches for hundreds of years. Here, you still have to find his home in the mountains, so it may take more than half a month to send him to him."

The burly man on the side frowned slightly. He couldn't understand his companion's hint, but he said that he was willing to send the other party across the river, but he would only be willing to help send the pack horse if the other party actively begged.

This is too stingy!
"Is it actually only half a month?" Hearing this, Zhang Xing didn't seem to understand the hint at all, but was relieved instead. "Thank you so much... These days, I'm either running for my life in embarrassment, or I'm driving with my head down. I don't know how far I can travel every day, and I don't know how far the road ahead is. It stinks... In fact, as long as I can send it back and feel at ease, what is half a month and a month? By the way, my mind is numb, so this month is still 30 days, right?"

The capable young man was finally stunned, looked him up and down, and then nodded slowly: "Yes, the average month is 30 days."

"Your step is a good man!" The middle-aged scribe glanced at the young man, and then at the man holding the cornbread under the tree again, and finally decided to stop this whim of conversation by the river. "Meeting by the river, it is fate... that's good, our boat has already returned, and we can't carry you. Here I leave you a riding horse, a pack horse, and some things. You go down to find the ferry tomorrow. Spending money to hire people to cross the river is... hoping to find peace of mind as soon as possible."

Zhang Xing thought for a while, finally stood up, and faced each other with cupped hands: "My humble fellow Zhang Xing, who has left his hometown, dare to ask the three names?"

The young man laughed when he heard the words, as if he wanted to say something, but was stopped by the middle-aged scribe who raised his hand, and then the latter also took the lead: "My Li Shu is also a person who left his hometown. After you send your brother back to his hometown, if you don't You can go anywhere, and you can come and find me. Although I have a nameless name, in the eastern border and Hebei provinces, when I report the name of my brother Zimian Tianwang Xiongbo Nan, everyone knows him. If you find him, you will find him. I."

At the end, the middle-aged scribe pointed at the majestic man.

That majestic man, the so-called purple-faced heavenly king Xiong Bonan, just laughed and bowed his hands: "I am Xiong Bonan!"

It was the young man at the end, although he obviously had two small hang-ups, he didn't care at all, he still showed his face slightly, and smiled rightly:
"My name is Xu Shiying. I can't compare with those two heroes who are famous all over the world. I'm just a local gangster from Caozhou, a neighboring county. Everyone usually calls me Xu Dalang. Because Mr. Li and Brother Xiong passed by my house, I was specially sent here to see me off." It's just a walk, both of you... If you have achieved something in the future and want to repay it, you can come to my house in Caozhou and find me!"

These words seemed to be a bit petty again, and Xiong Bonan frowned again, but Zhang Xing, as a traveler, didn't take it seriously. He heard that although Li Shu was the one who made the decision, it was the horses that he sent to entangle him. , simply bowed his hands to this person solemnly, and replied earnestly: "Caozhou Xu Dalang, I have already remembered."

Just like that, two spare horses were quickly allocated among the dozens of riders, and a pack of bundles was also allocated. Although Zhang Xing originally had the intention of avoiding disaster, he couldn't hold back the rivers and lakes that he offered as a gift when the fish were swimming in shallow water. With pride, he reached out to take it without shame, only preparing to end the matter of Du Meng, to stabilize in this world in the future, and to repay as much as possible.

So far, things seem to end with a good story in the rivers and lakes.

PS: Thank you, Master Glass Bead, for being the leader...the 21st is cute.

(End of this chapter)