Several big men looked at Wang Yi with a suspicion on their faces. One of them asked, "What does this little brother do?"

Wang Yi bowed and pointed to the bamboo box on his back and said, "I'm a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam. He likes this world of the world on weekdays. However, he has no good fortune. He can only record the things in the world to relieve boredom."

After saying that, Wang Yi said to the owner of the tea shed standing not far away: "The shopkeeper has another pot of good tea, and the tea money for this one is calculated to me."

"Okay, guest." The tea shed owner responded quickly.

"Can you guys tell me in detail about the Dajiang Gang?" Wang Yi asked.

When several people saw Wang Yi behaved like this, their vigilant faces were a little relieved. One of the people in the leader pointed to a free place on the stool and said to Wang Yi: "Sir, please sit down. Since you like the affairs of the world, then let me talk to you well."

Wang Yi took off the bamboo box, walked to the stool and sat down, listening patiently as the group of people explained to him.

"As for this Qiantang River tide, it is a unique landscape of the Qiantang River. Countless people come here just to see this magnificent scene. On weekdays, countless literati and poets write poems and enjoy the scenery. But this time, a stone tablet rushed out of the Qiantang River tide a few days ago. On this stone tablet, there was a treasure left by a prince of the previous dynasty."

"The map on the stone tablet was copied by several literati, and the stone tablet was destroyed, and the map was hidden in the clothes. After following the instructions above, I found some treasures and exchanged them for money, and I was very relaxed. However, when the Qiantang River tide occurred, countless literati and caravans witnessed this scene, and then they went out."

"These literati were targeted by those who were interested and killed several people secretly. Then other gangsters who rushed to fight started. The winners won the map, but the map was torn into five pieces during the war and was taken away by several forces."

The leader picked up the tea, cited it with big mouthfuls, and said again: "One of them was taken away by the Jinyiwei, but when the Jinyiwei retreated, an important figure was taken away by the Dajiang Gang. The Dajiang Gang shouted to Jianghu and asked the Jinyiwei to take the map to exchange it."

Wang Yi was a little confused. How could people in the world challenge the government? "Where did the Dajiang Gang get the courage to challenge the Jinyiwei?"

One of them said, "Why don't you dare? The sister of the leader of the Dajiang Gang was taken as a concubine by King Cheng of the dynasty. In other words, the help of the Dajiang Gang was King Cheng's brother-in-law."

Wang Yi nodded. He finally knew what it was for. It turned out that there was such a relationship, so it was. But if King Cheng knew that Xiao Wenxuan was the person Ming Huang was looking for, would he be scared to death?

"So I'm so grateful to you. I don't know where the Dajiang Gang is?"

A few people have some

He hesitated, but the leader said, "Little brother, listen to our advice, you should study honestly. The matters in the world are decided by the world."

Wang Yi smiled bitterly, it seemed that he couldn't ask anything.

"You won't know, are you?"

One of the men who looked a little young said, "Who doesn't know that the Dajiang Gang is at the junction of Tingzhou and Yizhou, in Dajiang Town near Heishui River. From here, you will arrive in a few days."

The leader kicked him secretly. The young man seemed to understand something and looked at Wang Yi angrily. Wang Yi touched the tip of his nose with some embarrassment.

"Little brother, hurry up and go to Chang'an City to prepare for study." The person in charge said a little unhappy, as if he was a little angry at Wang Yi's agitated method.

After saying that, he took a group of people on the horse and left quickly.

Wang Yi looked at the direction where the few people left, put some silver coins on the tea table, then stood up, walked to the pipe, looked around, and after determining the direction, Wang Yi resolutely walked to the south.

At the same time, a middle-aged man walked through the mountains and rivers from Nanchu and came to the Ming Dynasty. The middle-aged man covered his old waist, sighed a long time, and asked the book boy beside him: "Where is my junior brother now?"

He said with a calm expression on his face: "I am getting to Tingzhou and preparing to go to Dajiang Town."

The middle-aged man was furious and pointed at Shutong's nose and cursed: "Are you all eating a good meal? How can you let your junior brother go there? Is it a chessboard where the old man played for us? "

Shutong glanced at the finger in front of his nose and said coldly: "If you are closer to me, I will cut off your finger."

The middle-aged man laughed, took back his fingers, waved his hand, "It's so boring, you can't joke."

"We spent a lot of time looking for Wang Yi's disappearance this time. It is still unclear the real reason why Wang Yi appeared in Shuzhou, and Wang Yi is now in his real life."

When the middle-aged man arrived in the Ming Dynasty, he was no longer in a hurry to rush to travel. He lay leisurely under a big tree, crossing his legs, "Oh, my junior brother is mysterious and cruel. The old man never said much, and he doesn't look good from now on."

The middle-aged man tilted his head and thought about what happened to Wang Yi from Chang'an City. "It was that Jia Xu who stepped into the saint without a sound. It was really beyond my expectations. An old dog trapped in a country and survived can go further. I'm afraid that even the old man has misunderstood this."

Shutong walked to the middle-aged man and slapped him on the head. The middle-aged man covered his head and shouted loudly at Shutong: "Are you crazy?"

, dare to hit me."

Shutong looked at the angry middle-aged man with his eyes squinted, and said, "The Pavilion Master said: If Sun Bin says bad things again, give him a head."

The man named Sun Bin instantly smiled and begged to Shutong: "Can you not tell the old man what happened today?"

The Shutong shook her head inhumanely, without making any sound in her mouth, only her mouth shape, not.

Sun Bin was furious and stood there, with his fist movements, and he was about to attack Shutong. Shutong didn't even look at him, "Don't say you are a martial artist in the eighth level, even if you reach the ninth level one day, you still can't beat me. We also need to speed up, otherwise if you make a step later than them, you will lose all the money."

After saying that, he headed north without looking back. Sun Bin removed his fist and had to follow quickly, without daring to delay at all. One of his fellow disciples who knew that he was entering the Ming Dynasty from Northern Qi, and might have arrived in Dajiang Town.

Between a beautiful landscape, there is an inn located on a mountain road.

The inn is not big or too small. It has two floors and more than ten tables in the lobby are filled with people, everyone wears swords and can't call their names.

The inn is made of materials on the spot. A wooden stake with two people wrapped their arms together stands in the center of the hall, supporting the roof of the inn. Four relatively small wooden stakes support the corridor on the second floor. On the second floor, the room doors are tightly closed, but then the sun can be seen, and the inside is full of guests.

Among the people who sat down, there were all knights of the martial arts world, merchants, and officials. The boss's wife stood behind the counter and looked at the tense lobby. She was not worried at all that anyone could break the inn. Instead, she looked like she was watching the excitement. On the counter, melon seeds, peanuts and wine pots were ready, and she almost applauded and let them fight.

There was a corner in the inn. A monk wearing Buddhist beads on his neck grabbed the big bones on the table and gnawed them as if no one was around. Regardless of the disgusting expression of others, he turned out to be a monk with wine and meat.

On the table not far away, several figures in Taoist robes held the teacup in their hands and looked at the people in the lobby without moving.

Several wealthy figures sat there, putting the sword around their waists on the table, and the visitors were not kind.

There were also several women, dressed in simple clothes, sitting around the other side of the lobby, eating things on the table, and the word Luo Jia was engraved on the jade pendant on their waists.

More than a dozen people wearing coarse cloth clothes sat there, talking as if no one was around, and from time to time, they broke out a few vulgar words, which made people on the side look sideways, trying to stay away from here. At the table, there was a woman tied up in a big body, sitting there quietly.
Chapter completed!