(891 Long snake out of Pinghu, fog hidden killing machine)

Of course, smooth is impossible. Many years ago, King Yun personally planned an escape plan for Su Long that he thought was "perfect". It didn't turn out to be a mess.

Haozheng's plan is to ask his mother to take someone to a Taoist temple outside the city to ask for a signature, which is what women with babies like to do, and then return to be a stand-in. The stand-in will drag the eyes and ears of Emperor Kun Yuan for at least half a day.

Under that Taoist temple, they had already built a small secret teleportation array, which could teleport Su Long to Jinzhou.

However, there is no such thing as a small teleportation array that can operate independently and can be transmitted over long distances. Otherwise, why spend a lot of money to build a nuclear jade and build a huge teleportation array?

All the small teleportation arrays in the black market are actually connected to the large teleportation arrays built by the Xuanmen commissioned by the imperial court, and they are teleported with the help of the power of the "aftermath" leaked during the transmission of the large teleportation array.

Usually the top doesn't care much about this kind of thing, and the people below continue to receive benefits from the black market, so naturally they won't seriously block it.

But this time, they sent Su Long into the Taoist Temple with the front foot, and Emperor Kun Yuan with the back foot closed all the large teleportation arrays, and then began to check and fill in the gaps.

Su Long was sitting in the teleportation array, watching them fiddle with them for half an hour with a dark face, and finally determined that the teleportation array could not be used, and couldn't help but look down on his son's brain again.

The alternate plan was to ride east from Houtu Castle to Tiandu, and then sail out to sea. But this plan was decisively vetoed. Teleportation is banned, and there is no need to think about how strictly the ferry crossing will be checked when it goes to sea that day.

The problem with taking the land route is that Gyeonju is full of passes, and many places prohibit flying and only walking. After the winter, there are not many merchants, and all the prefectures and counties in the country are mobilized to chase and intercept them, which is really difficult to fly.

Fortunately, Gou Zhu also asked Song Ruhai to prepare the last plan to press the bottom of the box in advance, that is, to go to the boat.

This time is also about the last boat ride before the midwinter freezes. There are many boats, and there are countless boatmen. If a boatload of people is intercepted, there is no need to return this trip.

Delayed Cao Yun, if Houtu City is short of winter food, and the people's hearts really collapse, they will never do this.

But even so, he didn't dare to be careless. He could think of the way of Caochuan, Emperor Kun Yuan himself, plus so many think tanks, it was impossible to think of it.

Even if it is impossible to intercept all the boats and search them one by one, if they can find out the time, place and even the fleet, it is still possible to search accurately.

So he deliberately let Su Long stay in a hidden place by the river for a few days, until there were more and more boats on the dock, and even some chaos, so that Su Long took advantage of the chaos to get on the boat.

Huang Lu quietly arranged a lot of prohibitions on the ship. Although there is no blocking effect, whenever a monk approaches, they will receive a silent alarm.

Song Ruhai is the owner of this ship, and he has been walking around every boat in the entire fleet. It seemed that he was carefully inspecting his cargo, but in fact he was noticing if there was anything unusual about the people on board.

The nineteenth was in the cabin to Su Long as a maid. Gou Zhu, on the other hand, sat at the stern of the boat, probing his divine sense into the water, spreading silently under the water, enveloping the entire fleet.

Unexpectedly, it was so peaceful for two days that it was inevitable that he would be a little slack.

On the evening of the third day, more than a thousand miles after leaving Houtu City, Gou Zhu suddenly found that most of the boats crowded in the canal had disappeared without a trace, and the surrounding area had become a wide, calm, boundless water.

This is Hongrun Lake, north of the Qingxiao Mountains and south of Guizhou. Hongrun Lake is rich in fish and shrimp, and there are thousands of miles of plains around it, all of which are rich lands, which is the foundation for Guizhou to feed those tens of millions of people.

Hongrun Lake is closed to fishing in autumn until the water freezes, and there is not a single fishing boat on the lake. Although there are many boats, they are not too many compared to the large lake with a radius of hundreds of miles.

The lake is almost empty, except for the islands that look like round haystacks. As the sun sets, the sky turns dark blue, but the surface of the water still reflects the afterglow of the setting sun, shining like a lake of mercury.

Until the sun had completely sunset, only the lights and reflections of the fleets of boats in the distance still suggested the presence of the lake, and everything else seemed to be overwhelmed by darkness.

It was almost time to reach the end of the day, when a heavy fog suddenly began on the surface of the lake. Under the fog, there was nothing to be seen around. Even the lights at the head of his own fleet could not be seen.

Although the fog on winter nights was common, he always felt that it was a bad omen. At this moment, suddenly the hull of the ship shook suddenly, and a strong force continued to push him forward, but the ship suddenly stopped.

There was a muffled click from the "dragon head" at the head of the team, followed by a commotion.

At this time, Song Ruhai was in the dragon head boat, and saw a sailing boat much taller than them appeared in front of him, with a black-bottomed cloth flag hanging on the boat, and a silver word "patrol" written on it.

The heads of a row of sailors with hats peeking out of the gang were exposed, and only a rude man wearing a helmet that glittered in the firelight, and he grinned and scolded:

"Blind your dogs, dare to hit Lao Tzu's boat and eat the gall of a leopard?"

On the boat, Song Ruhai frowned, stared at the helmsman on the dragon head boat, and said, "What's the matter? How could it collide?"

The old helmsman said helplessly: "On a foggy day, this ship is quietly coming over, and no one can hide!"

The name of the person who scolded was Luo Sheng, and he was the leader of the patrol team of the Hongrun Lake Water Division. Usually, Hongrun Lake relies on the patrol boats of these sailors to patrol around, and as long as they catch a fishing boat, they all have some income.

On the surface of the lake, he has always been on a rampage. Whether it is a fishing boat or a boat, they usually avoid them from a distance, and it is estimated that it is the first time that they have been hit directly.

Although his ship did not sink after the collision, it broke a hole above the waterline.

This can't save money and has to spend money to repair, and if it doesn't work, it will have to be counted in his account. Thinking of this, he was like a tiger being kicked in the ass by a monkey, and he couldn't help but be angry.

After scolding twice, he was about to lead people to jump onto the other party's boat, but he saw a tall handsome man in a shining brocade robe standing on the bow of the boat, and he clenched his fists at him and said:

"The clumsiness at the helm has offended the adults. The younger brother has five hundred taels of silver here, and he should make amends. ”

With a flick of the man's sleeve, a piece of paper spun lightly and flew towards him, just between his index and final fingers.

It is also strange to say that this is a stack of five silver tickets, each one hundred taels, which are not adhered to, but they do not spread out in the strong wind, and they still fly steadily to his hands.

Repair that hole, and a maximum of three or four taels of silver will be enough. Five hundred taels was more than all his possessions. Although he couldn't get the money alone, it was enough to make him ecstatic.

What's more, this young man can accurately throw these silver tickets into his hand in the gale, and he also shows his hand in a very low-key manner, he must be a master. If he really wants to do it, he will definitely not be able to beat it.

"Go back, hurry back, or be careful of this boat leaking!"

He roared all the way back to the cabin, but he actually had a hard time.

There was a gray-robed Taoist priest sitting in a dark corner in the cabin, Luo Sheng couldn't see his appearance clearly, he only knew that this person was a monk sent from above, and he called him "Master Yan".

Luo Sheng didn't dare to look directly at this person, only felt that he seemed to shoot an invisible light all over his body, which made his eyes ache faintly.

The monks were stationed on the patrol boats, which had also been done in the past when they searched for the bandits in the lake, so he was not surprised. It's just that there are monks here, and he will inevitably have to pay homage.

He took out two chapters from the five sheets and offered them with both hands. Master Yan remained silent first, stuffed it into his arms, sneered, and said:

"This person is a child of a rich family, and he is a bit cultivated. There's no need to back down as soon as you see your small team lead. There is something wrong with this fleet. If you search carefully, you will definitely make a great achievement!"