Originally, after the trial of the government was over, Chang Jin was going to return to Tongqu County with Wang Qinian. It was just that he felt something before, so he stayed.

Now that the matter is over, it is time to return home.

When he heard that he was leaving, the little foxes were obviously reluctant to leave and kept talking around Chang Jin at night.

Reading can really help the gods. In just half a month, the luck on these foxes' heads has changed a little, increasing a lot. Of course, Chang Jin made a lot of contributions.

When they parted in the early morning, Chang Jin originally wanted to wave his hand and leave casually, but was stopped by Huangfu Yuanwai.

"Yunsheng waited. It would probably be several months since we parted today. I would probably not see each other." He asked the old servant to take out a thin horse and then said, "Although you have magical powers, it is not easy to reveal it in front of mortals. This old horse was purchased from the market a few days ago. Although it is not a good horse, it can save some time. I hope Yunsheng will not refuse. There are also a few trash in this package and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone you usually use. Please accept it together."

"Insider, this is not allowed." Chang Jin hurriedly refused. The set of pens, ink, paper and inkstone in Green Willow Villa are famous items, and are worth at least hundreds of taels of silver. It is easy to use in daily life, so how can you take it for yourself?

"Yunsheng doesn't have to refuse. I've heard from me. You and I haven't known each other for a long time, but it's better to have a heart-to-heart talk. Why bother with me? I'm a little familiar with the words. This set of stationery equipment is simply covered with pearls in the villa. It's better to hand it over to Yunsheng, so it's not buried." "Since the official said that, Yunsheng took it with shamelessness." He was not a mother-in-law and mother. He nodded immediately, "I say goodbye to you, I believe we will meet again in a short time." "Well, Yunsheng takes care of you."

Chang Jin turned over the horse, grabbed the reins and was about to run. But he saw a few little foxes squealing and running over. Among them, Qingfeng led the lead and held a stack of manuscripts in his claws. That way, it looked like he was giving him a gift.

He reached out to take it and walked away with the old horse.

The first time I rode a horse was a little unfamiliar at the beginning, but as a monk, riding a horse was not a difficult task.

As he gradually became farther away from Wanshan Prefecture City, Chang Jin's mood gradually became relaxed.

The weather was already a little hot in early May, and I ran for more than twenty miles without realizing it. There were several roads from Wanshan Prefecture to Tongqu County, and Chang Jin did not follow the path he came.

At noon, he used wine and food in an inn next to the official road. He took a short rest and rode his horse forward.

Because he was not in a hurry to rush, Chang Jin did not deliberately pursue speed. He was just a quick walk on the way, and he was very free and easy.

When the sun was about to set, he remembered the accommodation. According to Changjin's current state, it would be no problem to spend a night in the wilderness.

However, it is better to stay at someone's house. After all, in May, there are many mosquitoes at night. Seeing smoke rising from a cooking stove not far away, he immediately urged his horse to rush over.

But as soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I heard the sound of a gong ringing. Then a farmer shouted at the top of his voice: "The bandits are here, the bandits are here."

For a moment, the village was filled with people. After a while, seven or eight big men came with rakes, steel forks and other things. Behind them, farmers joined one after another.

The bandit? Chang Jin was slightly stunned and then understood.

This group of people treated themselves as bandits and he was amused and laughed. Are there any bandits dressed in this outfit?

The farmers at the entrance of the village looked at Chang Jin from a distance, and someone cursed for a moment: "Zhang Laowu, you are so blind. You can see clearly and then beat the gong. That person is thin and weak, how come he looks like a bandit?"

"Why aren't a bandit? Look at him riding a horse and a sword hanging on his waist. What if he is a bandit?" Another voice was dissatisfied.

Fearing to cause misunderstandings from the crowd, Chang Jin walked slowly towards the farmers along the old horse. When he got closer, he found that there was a ditch digging on the edge of the village and planting a circle of thorns on both sides.

This kind of village is not uncommon, mainly to prevent attacks from wild animals.

Chang Jin was more than ten feet away from the entrance of the village, but he was called to a halt: "Young man, where did you come from? Where did you come to our Zhangjiabao?"

"I am a student in Tongqu County. I went to Wanshan Prefecture to take the exam a few days ago. Now that the exam has ended, I have returned home. Because I missed the inn, I want to spend a night in Guizhuang. I don't know if it's convenient." He turned over and got off the horse and said, "

"It's not a bandit, it turns out to be a scholar." The farmers were obviously relieved when they heard Chang Jinwen's words.

Someone even spoke enthusiastically: "Scholar, come here quickly."

"Slow down," before Chang Jin sets off, someone stopped and said to the surroundings in a low voice: "What if this scholar is dressed as a bandit? A few days ago, a peddler was not living in Xiao Liao Village, but the result was that the bandit responded and ignited the fire in the village in the middle of the night, and more than a dozen people in the village were killed."

After hearing this person's words, the farmers hesitated again: "Why don't you let him go?"

"Without a scholar going out, there is no reason to chase people out..." an old man retorted. He had many stories, and he could see that this scholar was extraordinary.

Their talk was very small, but they could not escape Chang Jin's ears. He felt a little depressed, but he could understand. There were bandits around him, which naturally caused the village to be full of soldiers.

In this way, Chang Jin did not want to cause trouble for others, so he shouted: "Since you are inconvenient, I will say goodbye that night."

Just as I was about to lead the horse away, I was stopped by the old man before and shouted: "Slowly, scholar, come in. I laughed. We have to be careful of the bandits these days."

"Understand, understand," Chang Jin nodded and turned around and entered the village with his horse.

The farmers around him looked at him with curious eyes, but there was also hostility among them, the burly man. It seemed that he still didn't believe that Chang Jin was a scholar.

The old man originally wanted to lead Chang Jin to live in his house, but the man suddenly said, "Uncle San, let the scholar live in my house, my house is just my own. There is no idle person, so I just happened to find someone to be my company."

"Okay," the old man understood the meaning of the big Chinese dialect and turned his head to look at Chang Jin: "Scholar, what do you think.

"No problem," Chang Jin nodded. He did not expect that simply staying in the room would cause so much trouble. If he had known this, he would have been in the wild all night. Now he was about to leave, and he would probably only cause suspicion.

"Scholar, come with me." The man led the way in front, and the remaining peasants dispersed.

When he walked to a thatched hut, the man said, "This is my house, it's a bit broken, don't you mind. What do you call scholar? My name is Zhang Dabao."

"Brother Zhang, just call me Yunsheng." Chang Jin responded with a smile.

"Okay, you can rest first. I just beat a rabbit in the afternoon and we will stew it in the evening." Zhang Dabao seemed to feel that Chang Jin was not like a bandit, and his tone was not originally hostile.

"I still have some cakes here, so I'll eat them later." Chang Jin took out a few large pancakes from the package and handed them over. This was the food prepared for him by Huangfu Yuanwai. There was a restaurant on the way, and Chang Jin didn't have time to eat it.

Zhang Dabao refused and took it over a few seconds, then set the fire to cook. He was not the cooking ingredient at all, so he chopped the hare into four pieces and threw it into the pot, put some salt and pepper to the end.

However, hares are rare meat food, and the stew is also quite delicious.

Chang Jin ate a rabbit leg and ate a big cake again, and finally filled his stomach.

After dinner, I saw that there was not much oil left in the oil lamp. Chang Jin was embarrassed to read with the lamp, so he could only go to bed early.

Not long after he was lying in bed, Zhang Dabao asked about the situation in Wanshan Mansion.

Chang Jin initially thought he was curious about the things in the mansion, so he moved a little in his heart for a moment and laughed secretly. This man looked a little dull, but he was very sensible.

This question clearly involves his background to see if he really understands Wanshan Mansion.

The other party's appearance probably hasn't been to Wanshan Mansion. I don't know what he judged whether his words were true.

But it can't be true or false. Chang Jin has one thing to say, two things to say.

After half an hour of interrogation, Zhang Dabao fell asleep satisfied.

Chang Jin didn't feel much sleepy, he just lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. Although he had been hundreds of miles away from Wanshan Mansion, the night battle a few days ago was still not completely eliminated from his mind.

Now that I have calmed down, I still feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

At ten minutes in the middle of the night, he suddenly sat up from the bed. The discomfort in his heart became even stronger, just like a sign before the night battle.

Could it be that this discomfort was not the case with Wanshan Mansion, but that something was going on tonight?

Thinking of this, Chang Jin's Yin Spirit floated out and controlled the sword to fly into the altitude of more than ten meters.

Looking around, there was nothing abnormal in the village. He was unwilling to give up and flew towards the entrance of the village quickly.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I found someone watching the night. But at this moment, midnight is the most sleepy time for ordinary people, and the night watcher has already fallen asleep.

Chang Jin released his spiritual sense and soon found a murderous aura emerged from the woods half outside the village. The place where his mind moved had already arrived above the woods. He saw more than twenty bandits with fierce looks and weapons hidden in the forest. These people were covered in blood and the package on their backs was bulging. They should have just robbed something from somewhere. The Yin-Yang face of the leader rode a pony, and there was a bloody head hanging on the saddle.

"Second brother, Zhangjiabao is not far ahead. There are two wealthy families in the village, both of whom are rich and wealthy."

"Okay, brothers, let's take a break. Let's fight for two villages tonight. After robbing them, I will go back to the mountains to rest for a while." Yin Yang patted his horse and said with a back.

"Second brother, it's been easy to go down the mountain. Why don't we grab a few women to go up the mountain and have fun this time? Brothers have nothing to do on the mountain except gambling every day, Yu is almost suffocated." A thin bandit wiped the blood on the weapon.

"No, there is no woman left in the village. This is the rule set by the elder brother. No one can violate it, otherwise don't blame me for not reminding me." Yin Yang face shook his head and said.

"It's boring" Yu Shou bandit curled his lips and turned around and sat on the ground.

These people's heads are full of resentment, as thick as bamboo poles, and it seems that they have many lives under their command. It's time to kill them.

Almost as soon as his mind was moved, the sword hovering in the air drew a stream of light, flashing across the neck of the thin bandit.

This is the first time he used the Yin God to control a sword to kill someone. The feeling is indeed a little different, and it is even more ethereal and refreshing.

"What?" The sudden light in the forest naturally aroused the reaction of everyone, and I couldn't help but scream.

Hissing... Chang Jin's Yin Shen controlled the sword to fly, killing most of the bandits in a few breaths.

"Oh my god, ghost" It was not until this moment that the remaining bandits reacted and ran away in screaming.
Chapter completed!