The land of the Nine Paths of the Ming Dynasty, except for the central land of the Wanlong Path, is the most prosperous ones in Jiangnan and Dongyue.

These two places are surrounded by water and are adjacent to the seaside. They can trade with overseas archipelagos and have been rich for thousands of years.

In contrast, the three roads of Longyuan and Ding'an, which are adjacent to the northwest, appear very barren, with a large area and sparse population.

However, as chaos in the world occurred frequently, Yang Yu's name gradually spread, especially the fact that there was no war in the northwest for more than ten years, it attracted a group of people who were invaded by war and forced to migrate.

Huh ~

The cold wind blew heavily and a huge carriage with four dragon horses slowly rushing across the official road.

"There are also many people with courage among the people who are promoted to fight."

In the raised curtain of the car, Han Yue San sighed slightly:

"Choose to exile in the northwest may be the only decision they made in their lives..."

"If you can force these people to flee to the northwest, I am afraid that the situation of Ding'an Road and Dongyang Road will be very different..."

The beautiful female disciple's face turned red. She looked at the refugees trembling with cold in the wind and snow, and couldn't help but shake her head.

Since ancient times, most of the escapees have fled to wealthy places and fled to the northwest, which is very rare.

"Although Li Chuang's voice is huge, he has mixed fish and dragons under his command. It's okay if he can't get the power. Haha..."

Han Yue Sanren shook his head:

"It's still here. They fled to the northwest. If they went to Dongyang Road, it would be even worse. A few months ago, there were chaos in Dongyang, and there were suspected 'demons' appearing... "

"This day is getting harder and harder."

Crouching in the arms of his master, the beautiful female disciple felt a little worried.

If she hadn't been taken in by her master, I'm afraid that even if she and her family had not died in the heavy storm that had lasted for many years, they would have been affected by the war and would have broken their homes.

only……

Looking at the huge wave of refugees along the official road, I felt a little reluctant:

"According to previous years' experience, after this light snow, there were heavy snow and snow for more than four months. Most of these people were going to die on the road..."

The people who can escape to the Northwest Road can only come from Ding'an Road and Longyuan Road, while Lizhou and Ding'an Jungang. It goes without saying where these people come from.

However, although the two are intersecting, they are not that close.

In fact, the journey of these refugees will never be able to leave the city of Lezhou in another year...

"When did you have any mistakes that are wrong?"

Han Yue Sanren smiled, pointing several miles away, vaguely visible in the wind and snow, like a temporary gathering place:

"Listen..."

"ah?"

The female disciple was slightly stunned and heard a loud and long-lasting sound coming from far away.

The sound is like thunder, but it is very dull.

"What's this?"

The female disciple couldn't help but stick her head out, and her eyesight was not bad. She looked at her intently and saw a huge "python" rushing from a distance at an extremely fast speed.

"Snake Demon!"

Her body shrank in fear. There were many rumors about demons hurting people in recent years than that wherever they were affected.

"What snake demon? This is the armored car created by Qi Changfa..."

Without Han Yue San's order, the disciples who drove the car had accelerated. With the long neighing of the dragon horse, the gathering place was approaching in a flash.

At this time, in the gathering place, there were crowds of people. Thousands of refugees, under the gaze of soldiers, climbed forward and one after another into the giant, about a meter wide, tens of meters tall, and hundreds of meters long.

Seeing this scene, Han Yue San couldn't help but stroke his long beard and admired:

"In one day, you can travel thousands of people to thousands of miles. The method of sequel is indeed amazing, it is worthy of being..."

He didn't say the last half of the sentence.

"Is this a carriage?"

The beautiful female disciple was surprised and looked at it, very curious.

Waiting for the crowd, the giant made a loud noise, rushing into the distance with a visible airflow from the naked eye, and felt very awe.

This speed is even faster than a dragon and horse. Can't you run thousands of miles in an hour?

She was surprised, and the disciples also exclaimed, and the new refugees were even more shocked. Many people were crying with the porridge bowl.

"No wonder Master said that..."

Several disciples who drove the carriage also stood up and looked at the porridge sheds in the gathering place and the invisible carriages that were far away, and were shocked.

In the years of war, it is normal to steal people.

But this ‘person’ never includes refugees…

The refugees in this gathering place seem to be vast, but in fact, a team of 100 cavalrymen can kill each other, or even...

The real people are big and small families, gentry disciples, sect masters, local tyrants...

These people have both gold and silver, martial arts and connections.

They are the "people" that all forces rob.

Refugees are just burdens, and they waste rice and food while living, which is of no benefit to fighting for the world.

The Northwest Road is willing to accept these refugees and give them some porridge and rice. Forget it, it actually uses such a treasure to pick it up...

this……

"Let's find a restaurant to settle down."

Hanyue San gave orders.

This gathering place is obviously newly built, but it occupies a lot of land. Although the city wall has not been repaired yet, the various facilities inside are complete.

In addition to refugee camps, there are also complete streets, as well as shops including blacksmith shops, inns, restaurants and other shops.

This is being built in the form of a city.

For more than ten years, Northwest Road plundered all families and used labor instead of relief. Such gathering places, such as the 29 prefectures in the three states, have been built.

"...This King of Northwest is a bit kind, but you want to come here all the time?"

Listening to his master's knowledge of the changes in Northwest Dao over the years, everyone, including the female disciples, looked at each other in a glance.

Whether it is good or bad Northwest Road, what does it have to do with them?

With their martial arts, even if the situation is several times more chaotic, they will not be short of food and clothing...

"This time I went to the northwest, I have found a way out for you. In the future, no matter which side takes the world, there will be a place for you to stay..."

After finding a place in the inn, Hanyue Sanren, who had never been very generous, ordered a table of dishes and invited everyone.

The disciples looked at each other, holding the dishes and chopsticks one by one, they didn't dare to attack.

"Master, you, don't scare me."

The female disciple couldn't help but grab his palm.

"It's nothing big. I've found a way out for you. Next, the old Taoist will also try it for yourself!"

Han Yue Sanren pulled away his arms and slowly stood up. The expressions of the people changed, but they seemed to be fixed on the spot and could not move.

I had to watch my master drink a cup of hot tea, dress up and walk out of the inn:

"Northwest Road is not the best choice, but Yang Yu is enough to protect you. After all, you can't live for three hundred years...

And if any of you have lived for three hundred years, then you can still save your life if you shave your hair..."

"Master!"

The reluctant cry came out of the door and was blown out by the wind.

Han Yue San seemed to hear it, but he didn't seem to hear it. He put his hands in his cuffs and slowly walked towards where the car had stopped.

The straight road spreads to a very far place in the light snow. On both sides are tall fences and numerous soldiers.

And the thousands or tens of thousands of refugees.

"Between life and death, between life and death..."

After sighing inexplicably, Hanyue San suddenly had a whim.

I borrowed a table from a tea shop not far away, and pulled a piece of cloth, and the word "fortune telling" in the book.

In this way, a stall was set up in this vast place of refugees.

His actions were naturally very eye-catching, but apart from some soldiers, there were only refugees with their families.

Although I was curious, no one cared about it for a long time.

Seeing this, Hanyue San was not in a hurry. After thinking about it, he pulled out another piece of cloth and wrote the words "No money".
To be continued...