What's more, the murderer is Yuhua, not Zhao Yu or Yang Jian. It is the two of them who can pinch and calculate, and they can't count Zhao Yu for a while. When these two came back to their senses, they knew that it was Zhao Yu who intervened and ruined the lives of his disciples, and said that it was a few decades later when they were in the middle of becoming gods.

As far as Yu Hua is concerned, the largest barbarian department at the western foot of Tiantai Mountain has been solved, and the rest of the small departments are not in his eyes, and it does not matter whether there is a killing sword or not. He wants to sacrifice and refine the Soul Killing Banner, and it makes sense not to move the Killing Sword.

So the squad returned to the city, returned the killing sword, and intensively planned to attack the other barbarians.

As for Zhao Yu, he only stayed in Shenmu City for one day, and the next day he took Yang Jian and embarked on the road to Shenzhou in the Central Plains.

The road is facing the sky, and the loess is a piece. Haoyang hangs in the air, and the four fields are lonely.

After all, it is sparsely populated.

All the way the caravan came from far away from the west, with scaly horses, horned oxen pulling carts, and martial artists guarding them. At a glance, there are more than 20 cars.

Zhao Yu and Yang Jian were in this caravan.

Since the beginning of Shenmu City, it has been more than a year now. Shenzhou is vast, only walking without moving supernatural powers, and the master and apprentice have only passed through Xihu Prefecture and Xiyun Prefecture for more than a year, and there is still a few distances from the Zhongzhou Diqiu where the song is located.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and Yang Jian poked his head out. Looking at his appearance, he is not too old, but he is close to a teenager, and he seems to be twelve or thirteen years old. He has already started his practice and tied his hair and crown early. Especially the impression on the center of the eyebrows, there is a slight tendency to open, and it has slightly revealed the demeanor of the gods.

"Master, Shencheng is coming. ”

Putting down the car curtain, Yang Jian said to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu nodded and said nothing.

The caravan had already been informed that Shencheng was ahead. And this Shencheng can be regarded as the junction of the West and the Central Plains. After Shencheng is Ganzhou, and after Ganzhou, it is Zhongzhou. And the south of Ganzhou is Qizhou, also known as Xiqi.

The head of Xiqi is the Xibohou Ji clan, and the head of Ganzhou is the Shenhou Shen clan.

A scaly horse rode closer, and said through the curtain: "The good Taoist knows that Shencheng is not far ahead." The caravan has reached the end of the road. ”

The look and tone are very respectful.

The great merchants and immortals come and go, and mortals are not unaware. Especially for those who dress up as Taoists, they dare not slack off. Therefore, a car was also specially vacated as Zhao Yu's frame. If there is a slight matter, I dare not hide it. Of course, Zhao Yu's master and apprentice followed the caravan, and they didn't eat dry food.

Although the territory of Dashang is wide, it is especially sparsely populated in the northwest. There are many jackals, tigers and leopards in the wilderness, and this is not a problem, there is a martial arts area to protect the caravan. I'm afraid that a monster will suddenly appear, and hundreds of people in the caravan will have to be rationed.

Along the way, although Zhao Yu didn't take action personally, Yang Jian helped the caravan a lot.

The focus of this caravan's journey is Shencheng. Two or three times a year, they travel back and forth between the west and Shencheng, transporting the medicinal materials, leather goods, and ores from the west to Shencheng for sale, and transporting all kinds of commodities from Shencheng to the west to sell all the way to make a difference.

"I see. ”

Zhao Yu's voice came from the car.

In a short time, Shencheng arrived.

This Shencheng is also considered to be a city with high walls and thick walls, but it is slightly inferior to Shenmu City. After all, it is already an inland city, not like the border pass of Shenmu City. But Shencheng is much bigger and more prosperous than Shenmu City. It is a transportation hub, from the Central Plains to the northwest, all passing through here. Even if it's from the south, it's the same.

There is Qishan in Qizhou to the west, and if you want to go to the northwest, you can only continue to carry Shencheng on your back.

It is said that Shenhou is rich and oily, which is not a lie.

Once in the city, the master and apprentice parted ways with the caravan.

Walking through the bustling earth and stone streets, all kinds of pedestrians come and go, and its prosperous red dust makes Yang Jian very active.

The human nature of big businessmen is brave, and they often fight when they disagree, and they will not stop until they break the blood. Shenmu City is not counted - Shenmu City is a border military town, and in the inland city, the master and apprentice have passed a lot, and they often see street fights, and even deaths.

Neither others nor the big business government said anything about this. Beat and beat, kill people, drag away corpses, and those who are alive are respected.

Of course, there is a premise here, that is, you can't fight randomly. If two people want to fight to the death, they must have a vendetta. If not, kill them indiscriminately at will, and directly arrest them as slaves.

Anyway, it's a matter of customs, and it only shows one truth, that is, the people of Zhuxia are fierce.

Along the road, the master and apprentice found a wine shop and walked in.

is also a pot of remnants, and Yang Jian has become a little drunkard. Although it is difficult to get drunk due to his physique, drinking a large bowl of water is indeed a bit shocking for a 'hairy child' who is not yet five years old.

But Zhao Yu didn't care.

People must have a hobby, as long as they don't make mistakes.

ordered the little guy to serve wine, stewed meat, melons and fruits, and Zhao Yu only went to the first half bowl and drank it slowly. Yang Jian's entire face was buried in a clay pot and wine cup.

It is said that this wine, although it is a big business, but it is clear and tight. After all, it is a world with a fairy background, and the technology of winemaking is not difficult for the immortals. Mortals have to teach themselves, and the wines of various local flavors are innumerable.

The wine shop is also spacious, with low tables and wooden couches. Many drinkers and diners are drunk to the fullest, and they are also temperamental.

I heard someone talking loudly next to me.

"I heard that the prince of Shenhou is enchanted, who knows what's going on?"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the wine table next to him out of the corner of his eye.

Someone said, "Hey, what's the hell about it." The son of the cousin of the eighth aunt of my seventh aunt's family is a servant of the Shenhou family, and I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World insisted on cultivating the immortal law, and no one instructed him, so he was seriously ill in his cultivation, and now he is still lying on the couch, unable to speak, unable to move!"

"Where is the immortal law so easy to cultivate. ”

Someone sneered: "Let's just say that you and I grow crops, and those who are new have to be taught by those who are proficient." ”

"With the status of Shenhou, you didn't invite an immortal?" someone said: "The son of the world was born smart, but now he can't speak and move, and Shenhou only has this son, if so, when Shenhou is old, where should this Shencheng go?"

"Didn't you see the announcement of the Hou Mansion the day before yesterday? Shenhou is probably also preparing with both hands, planning to accept a few more women to see if the old trees can bloom. ”

"I don't think so. Shenhou has dozens of wives and concubines, and he has only one son, which is the will of God, and I am afraid that it is not something that can be solved by Dona concubine. ”

As he spoke, these inns were crooked, and they talked about the peach-colored secrets of the Shenhou family.

The Great Shang was a feudal slavery, and the rules of each place were different depending on the vassals. This Shencheng is not taboo, and these people dare to comment on the Hou Mansion at will. You must know that the cities that Zhao Yu passed through before were mostly tortured by strict laws, and the people did not dare to talk about the nobles.

In the mouths of these people, although there is a lot of ridicule. But Zhao Yu can still hear that this Shenhou is very loved.