Chapter 1
The air brings a slight fragrance of plum blossoms, and the wind in winter is wrapped in light snow, slowly covering the roads in Yangzhen.

A carriage came slowly out of the night.

Song Wanzhi lifted the curtain of the carriage, half leaned on the lead pillow placed in the carriage, and was flipping through a book by a lamp hung in the carriage.

Her head was covered in black silk and satin, with only a taupe-colored hairband loosely tied behind her head. Under the dim light, her eyebrows were picturesque, quiet and gentle.

A little girl sitting in the corner of the carriage added some charcoal to the stove, and then looked at her with her chin in her hands.

The carriage took a few more steps, and the beautiful girl suddenly put down her book, revealing a pair of cold eyes with a hint of sharpness.

"Stop." Her voice hit like ice jade.

The little girl glanced at her young lady, then opened the curtain, and looked suspiciously: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Song Wanzhi said, "It's not right."

The little girl poked outside again, and asked the skinny old man driving the carriage: "Uncle Wang, do you see anything wrong?"

The old man driving the car raised his spirit and looked around vigilantly.

The night is boundless, blue tiles and white walls, row upon row, and there is no sound of people.

"I didn't see it." Uncle Wang shook his head.

The little girl just looked at Song Wanzhi. Uncle Wang is very skilled in martial arts. He has been protecting him all the way this year. If there are bad guys around, how can he not notice it?It's just that she has always respected Song Wanzhi, so she looked at her with wide and curious eyes.

"Xiao Ye, did you hear anything?" Song Wanzhi asked.

The little girl and the big man outside immediately pricked up their ears and held their breath to listen for a long time, but at the end, she still shook her head strangely: "There is no sound at all!"

She said and blinked her big watery eyes.

Song Wanzhi closed his book and said, "It's just that there is no sound, something is wrong."

Saya opened her eyes wide.

Song Wanzhi said: "We have been walking all the way. How has there ever been such a quiet place at night? Everyone is asleep. This Yang Town is a bleak town on the frontier, but why is there no sound at all? Listen, we all We have already arrived at the entrance of the town, but there is not even a dog barking."

When Xiaoye and Dahan heard this, they suddenly realized.

Xiao Ye rolled her eyes, took out a sharp knife sealed in a broken skin from her pocket, and said with a smile: "Sister, I finally encountered danger. I want to go with Uncle Wang to see the world."

This little girl didn't have the slightest intention of being afraid. On weekdays, there were little thieves who saw that Ding Shao wanted to do something wrong, but she was dealt with by Uncle Wang in twos and twos. Her desire to seek excitement was already ready to move.

Song Wanzhi raised her finger and tapped her little head lightly, and said with a smile, "This is nothing for you, a little thief."

"Ah?" Xiao Ye pouted in disappointment, then put her sharp knife back into her arms, "So, sister, what is going on?"

Song Wanzhi hid her smile: "I don't know what happened, let's go down and have a look."

"Okay." Xiaoye nodded.

Song Wanzhi put on a cloak, and then the two dismounted, left the carriage here, and were accompanied by Uncle Wang to the village.

This is the junction of Chen State and Song State. It was originally a frontier area, and it was not lively. The whole town has only a hundred households. There is a big poplar tree standing at the entrance of the town. It is not young, and there are strings of bells hanging on it. , I think the name of Yang Town has something to do with it.

(End of this chapter)

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