Being fooled by fierce beasts to travel through the beginning is fleeing famine

Qingyan looked at the direction that Er Gouzi was leaving, not that she wanted to chase after him and bring him back, but she was thinking that the city is well connected in all directions.

Like this East Street, except for those alleys in the middle that are dead ends, one of the four or five alleys can be passed through, leading to the north and south.

If you want to come to the north and south streets, they should also lead to the east and west sides.

I don't know what the designer thought when the city was built.

Didn't it mean that most of the ancient buildings were based on some geomantic orientation?The city is square, and she didn't see any feng shui.

The location I chose was Yimapingchuan, and I didn't choose a place with mountains and water.

Although after going out, the mountains on both sides are not too far away. In terms of water, the city mainly relies on well water, and the river flows outside the city and does not enter the city.

It was only when she came to Hancheng that she realized that the river where they caught fish was not a tributary of the Yellow River, but Fushui, which is the Fuyang River in later generations.

According to what she watched on TV, most cities have moats, but this city of Han does not.

There is a deep ditch outside the city wall. Qingyan guessed that it must have been used to accumulate water to form a moat back then, but it was not done because of the drought and little rain here.

If the river water is brought in to turn it into running water, and then it goes around the city and then flows out, then maybe some water can still be stored, but I don’t know why I didn’t do it that way.

Not only was there no water in that ditch, but the barren grass was as tall as a man, rivaling that of the barren land.

Of course, it may also be because the wild grass is too deep. Maybe there is some water underneath, but it is just invisible.

While thinking about it, Qingyan withdrew her eyes from looking to the east, she should go home, she had already finished shopping.

At first, I thought about finding a place where no one was around and let Chou Chou put away the wine jar, but this guy went back into the space, and I don't know if I can hear her voice.

She tried to shout Chou Chou in her head, but she didn't expect to hear the echo.

Qingyan said happily: "So you can also contact me in the space, is it possible before, or is it possible now after you recover your consciousness? Then can you put living things in your space?"

Chou Chou came out of the space directly, got into Qingyan's satchel, and then replied: "It can only be done after the consciousness is restored. Although I am in the space, my consciousness has been kept outside. Looking outside Therefore, when you call me, I will hear it, and if my God does not let it out, I will not hear it.

As for whether it's okay to put live animals, I really don't know, why don't we go to Nanshi in a while, buy a chicken and put it in for a try. "

Qingyan thought about it, but if she didn't give it a try, she really didn't know if it would work, so she was going to walk west with the wine jar in her arms, thinking that she would go south after crossing the street.

She suddenly thought of something, stopped in her footsteps, turned around and walked east.

She was going to try going this way to see if she could save some time and put away the wine jar by the way.

As for whether she will run into that Er Gouzi again, it doesn't matter, she is not afraid, ugly and ugly can clean him up.

Besides, the other party is only a boy and a half, about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he is injured, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Although in ancient times, people over the age of 13 were considered adults, but Qingyan was not from ancient times after all, in her opinion, she was still a child.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party's eyes had always been malicious, Qingyan really didn't care about treating his injuries.

After all, those little beggars and pickpockets seen on TV were all abducted by human traffickers and forced to come out to do bad things.

Or they are really hungry, or there are old people or children who need to be raised at home, most of them are forced to do so.

But obviously this Er Gouzi is not in these ranges, and she also responded to what her father said. Her father said that although people are inherently kind, some people are not born to be good, so don't show kindness outside. In order not to be tricked, I don't know.

Qingyan thought so deeply.

Walking on the small road beside the city wall, the ground here is not as flat as the street, and the ground is not paved with stone slabs.

It doesn't mean that the ground is fairly flat with potholes, but there is a lot of floating soil, and it is dusty when walking, leaving clear footprints.

Qingyan looked at the cloth shoes on her feet, they were originally blue, but had already been covered with a thick layer of loess.

Thinking about it, it seems that I have to brush my shoes when I go back today, otherwise I won't be able to wear them tomorrow, and my feet will be black.

Although this is a fairly wide passage, there are not many people who come here, because this is a long passage with a high city wall on one side and the walls of houses and courtyards on the other. The door is open.

Except for a gutter next to it and a few sparse trees, there is basically nothing.

Looking at the footprints on the ground, except for my own, they were left by Er Gouzi just now, which shows how biased this side is.

It seems that the people here are quite safety-conscious and know not to go to remote places.

"what--"

Suddenly there was a shrill scream, and Qing Yan, who was so frightened that her hearing was fine, was startled, and she subconsciously stopped in her tracks.

Voice transmission to Chou Chou: "Use your spiritual sense to see, where did this voice come from? What happened?"

Looking back at the distance I just walked, this place should still belong to the scope of Dongdajie Street, and the gates of each house are opened in another alley.

From this point of view, the ancients were more particular about Feng Shui, and the courtyard doors would not be opened casually.

If it is modern, they will usually subconsciously open the courtyard door on the side of the road, not to mention that it is more convenient to enter and exit, and you can also open a shop to do business, but it is really not safe.

Chouchou probed with his spiritual sense, and then said to Qingyan: "It was reported from a courtyard across the two houses, it should be a man beating his wife, but the beating was a bit ruthless, using a stick with a thick wrist It felt like the woman's leg was broken, bent unnaturally, she had passed out, and the man was still beating."

Qingyan frowned, no matter what era, she felt that a domestic violence man who beats a woman is not fun, and if he has strength, he will not use it outside, and use it with his own wife, such a person is not worthy of a wife.

Qingyan continued to ask: "Is there no one else in that house? The beating was so fierce that no one came to stop it?"

In this era, everything has to be done by oneself, and people are beaten like that. This is because they deliberately don't want people to live.

Generally, even if a man beats his wife, he probably won't beat his wife to death. After all, if it is broken, he will be treated and he can't work anymore.

Hearing Chou Chou's description, it is estimated that the other party really did not want that woman to live.

Chou Chou glanced again and replied: "Yes, there is an old lady and two children in the yard, the two children are guarding the door, squatting on the ground trembling, the old lady is sitting on the side, the The expression is quite indifferent, as if it doesn't matter."

Qingyan was a little angry, but this kind of thing was really hard to manage, after all, it was someone else's housework.

If you manage well, people will not appreciate you, and if you manage poorly, both sides will complain.

But thinking about it like this, he still said to Chou Chou: "Can you use your spiritual sense to take the stick in that man's hand and scare him."

In ancient times, the most believed in ghosts and gods, if the stick in his hand disappeared out of thin air, it would surely save the woman's life.

Chou Chou nodded his head, poked out his consciousness, and put the stick in the man's hand into the space.