The river roads in the south of the Yangtze River meander, with rivers and lakes everywhere, the scorching sun, and the steaming water vapor rushes to the face, which is not comfortable at all. The waves of refugees on the ancient road are aimlessly walking south.

Some of these people escaped from Jinling, some escaped from Yangzhou, and even escaped from Henan and Shandong. The pursuit of the Qing soldiers was not very fierce, and they were busy dividing the huge cakes in Jiangbei.

The flower world since entering the pass has dazzled the big and small leaders of the Manchus, and they temporarily forgot to expand their territory. Some people wrote a letter to advise the implementation of the hair shaving order, which was not conducive to unification of the mountains and rivers. Dorgon, the actual ruler of the Qing court, said bluntly: "Why do you say unification? But if you get an inch, you will get an inch, and if you get a ruler, you will get a ruler."

Among the many people who fled, one was different from the others. They were pushing carts of all sizes, including horses and mules, and were all young young people. The carts contained food from the Jiading granary, and there was no one for three meals. Compared to other refugees' faces, these people looked much better. In the middle of the crowd, Yang Shu was whipped to drive the car, but there was no one in the car. It was filled with the wealth accumulated by generations of the Wu family, and it was packed in boxes and transported by Yang Shu. This was the capital to settle down, and there was no idea that the warlords in the south had different ambitions could withstand how many days they could withstand. What was even more desperate than the collapse of the sky general was that Hou Xuanyan was familiar with this history and knew that there was no hero who could support the building.

The cavalry of the Qing Dynasty really broke into Jiangnan and had to go to Nanyang...

Hou Xuanyan specially selected several reliable strong men to surround the carriage. Now the war is in chaos, thieves and soldiers are swarming up, escorting a cart of treasures, and have to act carefully. He himself pretended to be a commoner and walked on foot with a wooden stick. However, wherever he goes, he can feel awe and hopeful look.

On the way these days, Hou Xuanyan's bizarre story of resurrection from the dead was so magical that he was told by the Eight Hundred Township soldiers present in Zhulin. Now, the people who are traveling with him look half a human and half an immortal. Even his tired look with a wooden stick can tell a little bit of the fairy spirit.

The little fairy Hou Xuanyan is now dry and doesn't even want to say anything. As a scholar, his physical fitness really cannot keep up with such a journey. Looking at Xu Yuanbao beside him, carrying a mace and being able to leisurely wander, Hou Xuanyan sighed helplessly and continued to move forward.

A big yellow dog followed Xu Yuanbao with his tongue sticking out his tongue, rubbing his trousers from time to time, which was extremely intimate. Xu Yuanbao's family, including the guards, escaped. Instead, the yellow dog, who had been raised since childhood, alertly avoided the Qing army and did not turn into dog meat hot pot.

The little Taoist priest Hong Yizhuo stared at the big yellow dog, swallowed, shook his head and said, "Yuanbao, Dao Master, I will count on my fingers. You carry the fortune and chase the dog. The outline will defeat the year. Ninety-one evils should be in Tianyuan. The main disaster is this big dog. It is better to slaughter it and eat it, and it will ward off evil and lead to good fortune. It will have infinite merits."

"Fuck! If you dare to make an idea, I will give you a blow first and make you suffer a bloody disaster."

Hong Yizhuo did not give up and continued to say nonsense: "If you don't listen to Taoist's good words, you're afraid you'll be in trouble soon."

Xu Yuanbao couldn't help but curse, "How can we be unlucky? If we do this, can we be even more unlucky?"

As soon as the words were finished, the strong wind suddenly rose, and the dark clouds covered the sky and the sky became dark.

Click! There was an arc of lightning in the sky, and the heavy rain came uninvited.

"xx, you crow's mouth!"

Hou Xuanyan leaned on a wooden stick, looked up at Huanghuang Tianwei and cursed inwardly. Gong Laosan pointed to the front and said, "There is a temple in front. Go quickly and go in to shelter from the rain."

Hou Xuanyan loudly urged the team to move forward, but it was soon drowned in the thunder. When he arrived at a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city, everyone had become a slaughter. Only Dahuang next to Xu Yuanbao was an exception, this was a dog that fell into the water.

At the entrance of the dilapidated temple, four men wearing straw raincoats and hats stood at the door god. They stared at more than 2,000 people who came, with poor eyes.

Xu Yuanbao took the lead, rushed in front, carrying a wolf-tooth stick, and shouted: "I borrowed it, we must go to the temple to shelter from the rain."

The big yellow dog shook his body vigorously in the rain, trying to shake the water droplets on his body, but it was no longer as fast as the one falling from heaven. After rubbing it, he followed the owner to the door, and the water droplets were thrown on these people.

The man guarding the gate raised his kick, kicked Dahuang out, and said in a deep voice: "My master is here to shelter from the rain, so you can find another place."

The big yellow dog was in pain and ran to Xu Yuanbao and screamed sadly. Xu Yuanbao immediately became angry and cursed: "Oh, you are a vicious dog in the gate. This temple has been dilapidated for a long time, and it is obviously a land without a home. But your master can enter, so grandpas can't enter?"

Hou Xuanyan rushed over. He was not as physically as Xu Yuanbao and Hong Yizhuo. He slowly supported each other with Gong Laosan, squeezed away the crowd and came to the temple.

"What's going on?"

"The dogs blocked the door and refused to let us in. He said that his master was sheltering from the rain and asked us to find another place."

"Little beast, it's better to put your mouth cleaner." The big man who kicked the dog was about to have an attack, but was stopped by his companions. It could be seen that they were a little afraid of more than two thousand people behind him. If they attacked each other, they would be unable to resist. Hou Xuanyan watched coldly, and expected that in addition to these four, there must be their companions in the temple. He behaved so arrogantly, and there were probably many people in it.

Gong Laosan came out of the crowd and bowed and said, "Walking outside, they are all in distress, so why bother each other? Besides, although the temple here is not very big, it is not a problem to accommodate us. I think none of the people who came before have passed this level. It is better to go for it conveniently. There are many friends and multiple roads. What do you think?"

The men guarding the gate secretly looked at this group of refugees, which was indeed different from other things. Not only were they not tired of being half-dead, but they were also more tough in their style and dared to challenge themselves. The most important thing was that they seemed very united and were waiting for the few people in front of them to negotiate with them, but they did not disperse, which showed that they were not an ordinary refugee. If they were a mob, they would not be afraid of any number of them. However, if someone could command these thousands of people and had a sense of troop movement, they could not be taken lightly.

"Let me go in and report it, how about it?"

Gong Laosan, Xu Yuanbao and Hong Yizhuo all looked at Hou Xuanyan. The gatekeepers instantly understood that this young man with a wooden stick was their heads.
Chapter completed!