Lin Junshu drove a specially made carriage on the official road to Chang'an.

Perhaps because I experienced the baptism of Dong Zhuo and Cao Cao's armies, it was much safer along the way, and I didn't even encounter any bandits or bandits.

It's just that from time to time, we will meet scattered civilians. These are the people who were forced by Dong Zhuo to migrate from Luoyang and were abandoned because they could not keep up with the marching team.

When Lin Junshu sees someone in particular difficulty, he will still stop, give them some dry food, and provide some simple treatment using Taoism.

Fortunately, the careful Boss Cao had prepared enough dry food and fresh water in the carriage. Of course, compared with the huge refugee base, it was still far from enough. All Lin Junshu would only occasionally ask for help when he met people who were particularly in need of help.

Stop.

"Alas, people in troubled times are not as good as peace dogs."

Lin Junshu didn't know whether these abandoned people were unlucky or lucky. They did not die in the fire in Luoyang, but the journey west to Chang'an was also extremely long for ordinary people.

Perhaps most of them will die in this sudden migration that they are forced to accept, and even if they successfully reach Chang'an alive, what fate will they face in the turbulent Chang'an City...

After truly feeling the struggle of the people at the bottom for survival, he realized more and more clearly how difficult and great the path Zhang Jiao had taken was.

Suppressing the feeling of powerlessness in his heart, Lin Junshu turned out the map and looked at the itinerary, turned his head to the carriage and asked:

"Yu...Diao Chan, did Mr. Cao tell you how to get in touch with Wang Situ after we arrive in Chang'an City?"

"Well, Situ has a villa outside Chang'an City. I have been there before. The Xiaoqi Colonel said that let us go directly to the villa and someone will pick us up. There should be marks on the map prepared for the Taoist Priest."

An ethereal voice came from inside.

Lin Junshu looked at the map and found a small mark marked with a red pen in the southeast corner of Chang'an City.

"We can reach the vicinity of Chang'an in about half a day. Diao Chan, I'm sorry, please insist a little longer. Looking at the map, the location of the other courtyard should be quite hidden. If there is no one around, you can come out and relax by then."

"...Hmm."

Under the blessing of the Wind Curse, about half a day later, the magnificent city wall of Chang'an City finally appeared in Lin Junshu's field of vision.

There seemed to be a lot of refugees gathered at the city gate. They must be Luoyang people who had fallen behind and came all the way. They were entering Chang'an City one by one under the arrangement of the city guards.

After carefully identifying the direction, Lin Junshu turned the carriage and drove toward the southeast of Chang'an City.

After walking for several miles, they finally came to a place with beautiful scenery.

There is a large mansion sitting in the distance, with a green grassland rolling through a slow stream in front and a low hill at its back.

With mountains on its back and water on its side, it is indeed an excellent place to live.

Lin Junshu rode forward, getting closer and closer to the vermilion building.

There is no plaque hanging on the mansion, the roof is covered with blue tiles, and the wall pillars are covered with vermilion paint, making it all red.

The red was exceptionally bright, so bright that it made Lin Junshu feel a little uncomfortable.

Lin Junshu opened a small crack in the partition door of the carriage, allowing Diao Chan to determine whether the mansion in front was the destination of their trip.

Diao Chan hadn't been to this place for a long time, and after looking at it for a while, she finally gave a positive answer.

Lin Junshu drove the carriage to a stop in front of the mansion, got off the carriage alone and went to knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong——"

There was a knock on the vermilion door. After a while, the door finally opened a gap, revealing a vigilant eye.

"What's the matter with you?" the man in the room said in a hoarse voice.

"I was entrusted by the Captain of the Knights to complete Wang Situ's mission. This is Situ's other courtyard, right?" Lin Junshu replied.

The man looked Lin Junshu up and down for a long time, and finally opened the door, revealing a skinny face.

"Come with me..."

Lin Junshu returned to the carriage, took down the partition door of the carriage, took out a spare gown from the inventory, put it on Diao Chan, and then helped her get out of the carriage.

After leading Diao Chan into the mansion, the skinny attendant turned around and caught a glimpse of half of Diao Chan's face, which was not covered by Diao Chan, and immediately stood there blankly.

Lin Junshu raised his hand to pull up his gown, stood in front of Diao Chan again, blocked the attendant's sight, and coughed lightly.

"Cough!"

"Sorry, sorry, please... please come with me..."

The attendant came back to his senses and quickly led Lin Junshu and the others towards the courtyard, but he still couldn't help but turn back frequently and cast his eyes on Diao Chan's figure.

"Um...you haven't asked for your name yet?" Lin Junshu frowned and spoke to attract the attention of the attendant.

"Ah? Ah! I...my name is Zhou Yi, and I am the steward of this courtyard."

"Well... Manager Zhou, why don't you see anyone else in the other courtyard?" Lin Junshu looked at the empty mansions along the way and asked.

"Well... because Situ has important matters and it is not appropriate to let too many people know about it, everyone has been dismissed, leaving me alone here waiting for you, sir."

"Oh? That's it." Lin Junshu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the system status bar, and nodded.

The steward led the two of them towards the depths of the mansion.

After passing through a corridor, Lin Junshu asked again: "Manager Zhou, where are we going? Why haven't we arrived yet?"

"Come on, come on, Situ has ordered you to be welcomed to the inner courtyard when your husband arrives." Manager Zhou turned around, with a flattering smile on his thin face.

Lin Junshu suddenly stopped, and Diao Chan, who had been following Lin Junshu closely, also stopped immediately.

Manager Zhou turned around with a puzzled look.

"By the way, Manager Zhou, I have a very important question that I would like to ask the manager for advice." Lin Junshu said gently with a friendly smile on his face.

"Sir, please speak. Sir, please speak!"

"May I ask who is the master of Manager Zhou? Who does he work for?"

A look of surprise flashed past, and Manager Zhou calmly replied: "Of course it's Wang Situ..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Junshu flipped his right hand, and a long knife appeared out of thin air, and with the disbelieving expression on Manager Zhou's face, the knife plunged hard into his chest.

Lin Junshu pinned him to the courtyard wall with a long knife. His gentle smile remained the same, and he said the last sentence he heard in his life, which he couldn't understand:

"Then why, when I saw your camp, it said Dong Zhuojun?"

The long knife was drawn out, blood splattered on the white wall.

Lin Junshu turned around and saw Diao Chan opening a corner of her gown and looking here curiously.

Lin Junshu stepped forward and covered Diao Chan's eyes.
Chapter completed!