Lingling remembered another incident and asked: "Young Master left the city this time, it shouldn't be for business? During this period, if someone comes to look for you, how should you answer?"

Du Yong had long thought about this question: "You just say I went out of the city to collect herbs and relax."

Lingling nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and went back to the backyard to help Du Yong and Yang Jin prepare their luggage to leave the city.

The next day, Du Yong and Yang Jin got up early.

Yang Jin held his luggage and led the horse slowly towards the south gate.

Du Yong went to the vicinity of Zhao's mansion and waited for Grandpa Zhao San. Grandpa Zhao was quite on time. After engaging with Du Yong, he explained a few words, and then led the horse to quietly follow Du Yong.

After arriving at the South Gate, He Laosan and Lianghe were both in place.

He Laosan drove a large carriage, and the carriage was filled with various cargo.

Liang He brought a middle-aged man in his forties and solemnly introduced: "This is Old Song."

Old Song bowed to everyone, but did not speak, and looked quite cold. He had a well-proportioned figure, strong muscles, and no weapons, which shows that he was a fist-playing person.

Yang Jin looked at Old Song a few times and praised: "Sir Liang has a wide connection, and Brother Song can tell he is a master at a glance."

Liang He laughed and said, "Old Song is my friend for many years. His strength is similar to Brother Yang. He climbed the second level of the tower."

He Laosan was very happy: "Finally, I have gathered three masters of the Tower Realm, haha!"

Du Yong glanced at him: "Don't talk about experts for now, where are the so-called professionals you hired?"

He Laosan replied: "The three professionals are now on the official road outside the city, just waiting for us to meet up."

Liang He asked, "What are the origins of the people you hired? Is it reliable?"

He Laosan patted his chest: "Don't worry, Boss Liang, they are all old people in the industry, their reputation is guaranteed, and we have a lot of money this time, so they will definitely work harder. Let's go!"

Everyone rode out of the city.

At this time, there were many people entering and leaving the city gate, and they had a long queue, so the speed was not fast.

Du Yong glanced back and found that Grandpa Zhao San was wearing a black hat and lowered his head, which was about thirty feet away from the large army. He felt Du Yong's gaze, raised his head, blinked, and then turned over to the horse.

Yang Jin approached Du Yong and Juyin reminded: "Don't always look at it, are you still afraid that the old man will lose it?"

Du Yong calmed down and nodded. There was really nothing to worry about. Master Zhao San was a master of Jin Destruction Realm, and following him was just a piece of cake.

After squeezing out of the long line, everyone's speed became faster.

He Laosan led the way and walked on the south official road. In the middle of the morning, he came to a roadside tavern.

"Stop." He Laosan pulled the reins.

The others all dismounted and handed the horse over to the guy who came to meet him.

Three men in black came over and looked at He Laosan: "It's coming very quickly."

He Laosan stood in the middle: "I'll introduce... Brother Du, Brother Yang, Brother Liang, Brother Song, are all masters."

As stated before, only the surname is reported and no real identity is mentioned.

The three men in black were all around thirty years old. Not only were they wearing black clothes, but their skin was also very dark. However, looking at a few brushes, they all stared at Du Yong at this time: "Brother Du is so young, he has become a master, which is rare!"

Du Yong shrugged and laughed: "Brother He is just polite. In fact, I just paid some money to make up for the money. These are the real masters."

The three men in black immediately bowed their hands, and their tone became quite respectful: "It turns out to be the boss, I'm not respectful!"

Du Yong waved his hand and signaled that there was no need to be too polite. Everyone found a big table to sit down, and the guy quickly served tea and wine.

He Laosan drank a bowl of water in the first place and continued to introduce: "These three niggers are called Dahei, Erhei, and Sanhei. I usually call them that, which is quite appropriate."

Dahei glared at He Laosan: "What nigger? Are you kind of polite, okay?"

He Laosan didn't care at all and said lightly: "I'm not a ghost when I'm fighting underground all day long?"

Da Hei retorted: "How good can you be?"

He Laosan chuckled and said, "I'm different. I have the identity of an intermediary. If I hadn't tried hard to recruit people this time, you guys wouldn't have gotten so much money, right? So I'll try harder for me to let Boss Du take a good look."

Dahei snorted: "You don't need to remind me of this. Since we brothers have collected the money, we will naturally do things well. By the way, how are the tools prepared?"

He Laosan pointed to the carriage and said, "Go and see it yourself."

Big Hei winked at Er Hei and San Hei, then both stood up, trotted over, and entered the car to check.

Yang Jin secretly praised in his heart. Just listening to his footsteps, he knew that Erhei and Sanhei were very skillful in light skills.

Du Yong simply showed off his boss' attitude: "Brother He San, everyone has arrived now. Can you tell me where to go?"

He Laosan looked at the guy not far away and lowered his voice: "About 200 miles southwest, deep in the mountains."

Du Yong said angrily: "Since it is southwest, why go to the official road that is southward?"

He Laosan smiled: "Boss Du, don't be upset, aren't you afraid of someone following you?"

Old Song, who was silent all the way, said: "It's understandable to be cautious, but Brother He doesn't need to worry too much. Song has carefully paid attention to the rear along the way and has not found anyone following him."

Liang He echoed: "This time it's a secret trip, no one will pay attention to it."

He Laosan smiled and nodded: "Brother Song and Brother Liang can be guaranteed, so I naturally have nothing to worry about. After eating tea, we will turn over from the path, speed up, and strive to reach our destination tonight."

Although the distance between 200 miles is not close, the official road is quite fast.

At this time, Erhei and Sanhei had already checked. After returning, he nodded at Dahei: "Everything is ready!"

Big Hei nodded and asked them to sit down.

Du Yong continued to ask He Lao San: "Since it is a deep mountainous area, we should have a rest in the small village on the periphery for one night, right?"

He Laosan shook his head: "There are no small villages nearby, and there is no one in the world."

"ah?"

Du Yong frowned slightly and asked, "Then how did you find out there? If you are inconvenient to say it, you can not say it."

He Laosan smiled and said, "It's so inconvenient to say that all of you have reached this point. When I was receiving goods in that area, I heard many old people talk about the mountainous area and the legends."

Du Yong was curious and made a gesture of continuing.

Everyone else put down their chopsticks, held the wine glass, and listened attentively.

He Laosan said in a deep voice: "It's a story a long time ago... It is said that it was the Great Henan Dynasty at that time."

Liang He's eyes lit up: "Dayu Dynasty? I have read the records, it's at least 1,500 years."

Du Yong never mentioned the so-called Great Yu Dynasty. He only knew that the Great Yan Dynasty had been in chaos for hundreds of years before, without a unified regime, nor did he pass on authentic historical books. There were many unofficial history, but he didn't know which ones were true and which ones were false.

He Laosan smiled and said, "I don't know how long it took. According to the old man, it happened a long time ago. I think it should be more than a thousand years ago. At that time, Ganzhou was still a barbaric land. The capital of the Dayu Dynasty was in Pingzhou. A minister accidentally offended the emperor and was demoted to Ganzhou. The minister knew the art of wind and rain. After he arrived in Ganzhou, he had good weather every year, turning the barbaric land of Ganzhou into the richest place. The people naturally were grateful to him, and building a temple was no problem..."

Hearing this, Du Yong laughed and said, "Is this minister the reincarnation of the Dragon King?"

He Laosan gave a thumbs up: "Boss Du guessed right. Many people say that he is the reincarnation of the Dragon King. What's more coincidental is that his surname is Long. However, there is another saying that when he was young, he went fishing by the river and caught a big red carp of more than 20 kilograms. It was rare for him to see it, so he was kind-hearted to let the carp go. But he didn't know that the big carp was the youngest daughter of the Dragon Prince. In order to repay his kindness, he taught him the technique of wind and rain. Some people said that he turned into a human form to marry him, and brought a lot of magic weapons as dowry."

Du Yong directly sprayed a sip of water, and always felt that he had heard of this legend somewhere.

He Laosan was sprayed with half of his face, and was not angry. He wiped it off with his sleeve, and said, "Why is Boss Du laughing at?"

Du Yong shook his head: "Nothing, a beautiful love story."

Yang Jin smiled and said, "No matter how the minister of the Long family got the technique of wind and rain, just say that the people of Ganzhou built a temple for him, it would definitely arouse the emperor's suspicion, right?"

He Laosan nodded and said in a deep voice: "Of course it will cause suspicion. Because the people of Ganzhou are not only as simple as building temples for him, many people advised him to become emperor, and he did make a lot of preparations, creating weapons, recruiting private soldiers, etc. The emperor was very angry after hearing this and sent a large army to encircle and suppress it. The Long, who was just starting out, had not many soldiers under his command, and could not defeat him head-on, but he led the rivers of two rivers and poured them directly from the enemy's head..."

Now even the taciturn Old Song complained: "Are you talking about the myth?"

He Laosan spread his hands: "It's a legend, of course it will exaggerate."

Liang He analyzed: "I guess it should be to store water and then open a dam to flood the enemy."

He Laosan continued: "Anyway, many people were drowned, all the soldiers on both sides were drowned, and many people died. It was precisely because of this battle that the Great Henan Dynasty declined from prosperity. The Long did not continue, because he killed such people and drowned many villages. He felt very ashamed and lived in seclusion in the mountains since then, without caring about the world."

Du Yong was stunned: "Is it over like this?"

"That's it!"
Chapter completed!