After one stick of incense, Chu Fan selected a magnificent horse with green and white patterns, and used it with a full saddle stirrup, which cost 150 taels of silver.

Ma Gui boasted that there is no problem with this horse traveling 600 miles a day. It is not necessary to rest at all when you run through two post stations in one breath. If you don’t run far, it is not worse than a thousand-mile horse. If you get a good one and hope for a better one, there will be no end. It must be noted that there are few horses in the world, but compared with spirit beasts, it is nothing. Do you have to get a spirit beast to ride?

When Chu Fan saw that he was talking interestingly, he smiled and wanted to hear the details.

Ma Guidao:

"The old man travels around the world and doesn't recognize the words, but he hears a lot. Putting aside human beings as spiritual masters, the lowest level is animals, chickens, dogs, pigs, horses, etc. Once abandoned in the wild, he will probably be eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards in a short time. The second level is wild beasts, free and easy. The third level is monsters, dominating one side. The fourth level is spirit beasts, which open up spiritual intelligence. Although they are still beasts, they are extremely difficult to conquer and cannot be driven by mortals. I heard that spiritual horses come and go like the wind, and traveling three thousand miles a day is no problem. How can a thousand miles a horse be compared?

"The fifth level begins to escape from the body of the beast, and can make a superficial spell, called a monster, and can fight with the human mage. The sixth level is called a monster, who breaks away from the beast and turns into a monster, and has strong magic power, and can fight with the immortal master. The seventh level is called a fairy, flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and beasts, and everything can become a spirit, and can fight with the national master. The eighth level is called a demon, and it is said that it can fight against the gods and Buddhas in the heavens..."

Chu Fan smiled so hard that he leaned back and forth, thinking, "It seems that demons are better than national masters?" The folk wild words are indeed vivid and unscrupulous. The books are written by literati and are taboos for the respected ones, so of course they will not be recorded."

Sure enough, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, and traveling thousands of miles is not as good as reading countless people. Today I got a lot of information from an ordinary groom, which is worth the trip. Hu Er was also a broken army, and I am afraid that there will be a lot of entanglement with Yunxiyuan twenty years ago.

"Brother, do you need to wait until you are fifty years old or get injured?"

"This is not necessarily the case. War is urgent, and you have to go to the battlefield at the age of sixty. Once there is no war, the country does not want to raise so many soldiers, and some of them will be dismissed. But if you are used to holding a knife handle, how can you hold a good hoe handle when you go back? It is difficult for a strong man in his thirties and forties to leave, but it can also be dismissed. If you are injured in his fifties and sixties, you will be difficult to reach the top."

Chu Fan was disappointed, and Hu Er seemed to have no problem with his feet.

Seeing him gossiping, Ma Gui urged Ma Chaoqing to go to the other side of the mouth of the mouth. He thought he wanted to see something strange, so he also accompanied Shi Meng to walk forward.

When he arrived at the inscription erected by the county government, Chu Fan said to the two of them: "You go back."

Ma Gui panicked, grabbed the reins and said:

"Young Master Chu, you can't do it. Thousands of people have died here, and they have gone but never returned. It is extremely strange and gloomy. If you want to see the scenery on the other side of Yunxi, you can stand here and see it from afar."

Chu Fan smiled and said:

"Brother, don't worry. I won't go to Yunxiyuan, walk up the stream and turn straight, and then go to Cangnan County."

Ma Gui's old face wrinkled into walnut shells. He looked at Shi Meng as if he was asking for help, and continued to beg:

"Young Master Chu, don't make things difficult for the young man. The inscription of the county government is clearly here. If you break into the forbidden area, if you encounter it, you will be punished and beaten by a slaughter."

Shi Meng quickly spoke:

"My cousin is a white servant in Yangwu County, and this time he has important official duties to Cangnan. If you stop it, it may be delayed."

Ah, this... Ma Gui's face was hesitant and he was undecided, but his hand holding the reins did not release immediately.

Shi Meng smiled and turned something over.

Ma Gui's turbid eyes lit up, he quickly turned his wrist and hid a ingot of snowflakes in his sleeve, then released the reins and bowed:

"Since it's business, the old man dares not meddle in other people's business. While the sun is bright, Mr. Chu walks left along the road by the stream, gallops on his horse, and can reach the straight road in half an hour. There are many taboos in it, don't get off the horse, don't look back, don't answer when you hear the call, don't enter the abandoned houses by the road... Never cross the stream and enter the Yunxi Valley, remember, remember..."

Chu Fan laughed, waved his whip gently, and rode his horse into the mouth of the killer.

After walking for more than a hundred meters, the exit went downhill. Chu Fan saw a path extending from the field on the left. The traces of the horse's hooves were clear, and he understood that Ma Gui was indeed lying to him.

Even if no one dares to break into Yunxiyuan, it is much faster to turn straight from here, whether to Linshui County or Cangnan County than to go around the county. Even if the government has a ban, how can a mere stone tablet stop people?

He didn't walk the wilderness path, and after walking straight for a mile, he saw the ruined remains of Yunxi Bridge.

Yunxi is only seventy or eighty meters wide. In the dry season, under the autumn sun, it is clear and shallow, and the calves are covered.

Opposite is a small town with blue bricks, yellow tiles and white walls, wine flags, and high eaves. But they are in ruins. There is no figure in it, like a ghost realm.

The old town was destroyed by war, and the town was rebuilt after the war. Just as the main transportation road was difficult to think about it. Unexpectedly, a plague occurred later, and no living person escaped.

In a trance, Chu Fan felt the sound of people in his ears, and the shadows on the other side were scattered...

Hehe, what Ma Gui said was not all about scaring people.

Chu Fan was sure of his deity, and all the illusions disappeared.

He looked over for a while and knew that the Yin soldiers Ma Gui had seen must have passed through the road in front of the town. He shook his head as if unbelievable and continued to walk along the road on the left along the stream, neither too fast nor too slow.

There are some houses scattered at the foot of the mountain on the left, probably one of the three villages that died all their population overnight.

He was not interested in it at all.

There is absolutely no valuable item inside. Many years ago, the slaughter hired by the county government to clean up had already looted them. Even if there was something left, it would be difficult to escape the thieves' eyes. These people dared to dig out graves, so why would they be afraid of empty houses?

After walking for more than two miles, the roadside gradually narrowed and entered the cliff.

The path seen from the Qingshakou penetrated the fields and stretched just here. It was equivalent to Chu Fan walking on the two sides of a right triangle, and the path was a diagonal line that was stepped on later.

The sunlight was blocked by the cliff and suddenly became gloomy.

Silent.

Strange, why don’t there be even birds singing?

Continue to move forward more than 100 meters, the smooth road was dug out for seventeen or eighteen meters long, and turned into part of the stream.

Chu Fan laughed.

Good means!

Without thinking, this must be the work of the old county magistrate Li Guangming. I knew that a stone tablet could not stop a brave man, so I simply dug the road so that your carriage could not pass through and transport goods.

Chu Fan rode his horse down the stream and climbed ashore.

Going further, the road begins to be wide.

From time to time, I saw several thatched huts hidden in the valley, gray, black and broken, like silent tombs.

Suddenly, he felt a throbbing in his heart and felt like something was being targeted.
Chapter completed!