After successfully fetching water and becoming a flower lover, Yan Lang felt completely relaxed and returned to the fire in front.

After drinking water to quench his thirst, he hung the bamboo tube, gathered the hay that had been baked by the fire, and put it into a nest that could lie down. Yan Lang then took out a cloak with two layers of inside and outside from the bookcase and put it on his body. He then took the square scarf and loosened his hair. He felt comfortable all over. Then he fell asleep on a bunch of hay that had been specially tied into a small bundle.

The cloak was specially made by his mother and sister for this trip. The inside was fur bought from the hunter, and the outside was a cloth cloak.

Even if the fur is wet by the rain, it can be quickly baked and dried. When the weather is a little hot, you can still remove the cloak. Just use the single cloak outside to block the wind and sun. The fur is rolled up and stuffed in the bookcase as a quilt for the evening.

When you go out, you have to pay attention to everything. In order to make Yan Lang more comfortable on the road, Yan Chang and Yan Wanlian have put a lot of effort into it.

Yan Lang slept well that night. After all, it was the first day of his journey. His body had not yet adapted. He became very tired after relaxing. The resting place was considered a familiar environment for him. After sleeping, he slept until it was tingling outside.

The fire had already been extinguished, and Yan Lang no longer had to work hard to re-ignite the fire. He went to the back spring water to wash and comb his hair, and then demolished the slanting shed.

Yan Lang was in a good mood and fiddled with his hands to the buds that were still huddled in two wide and long leaves. "Good morning, Wild Flower Girl, the hindrance student has already demolished it for you. You must take root and bloom well in the future, and strive to bloom the most beautiful flower."

I don’t know what the wild flower is called, and what the flower will look like.

"It's a pity that Xiaosheng can't see it anymore, and I don't know if you're still there when you come back next year."

Yan Lang said a few words to the wild flower, filled the bamboo tube again, turned around and went out, took a steamed cake from the bookcase and put it in his mouth, packed up his things, and then put it on the bookcase again and left the ruined temple with brisk steps.

The weather has been pretty good recently. The steamed cakes made by my mother will not break after two days. After that, I can only eat the bait. When I go to the county, I find a soy sauce man to make some soy sauce so that I can eat them more deliciously on the way.

Yan Lang walked out of the ruined temple and went down the steps. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to smell something. He stood still and smelled it carefully, but it seemed to be a faint fragrance of flowers.

However, it is the warm weather after spring. There are wild flowers everywhere on the mountain. Yan Lang doesn't care about it. He just feels that the fragrance of the flowers is very pleasant, and he feels that the soreness all over his body has been relieved a lot.

There is a rolling mountain outside Chongyang County. The mountain is called Foyang Mountain. The dilapidated temple where Yan Lang stayed overnight was called Foyang Temple. It is rumored that there was a Buddha light falling here, so it was protected by the fact that there were no monsters and monsters in Chongyang County.

Yan Lang doesn't know if this matter is true. Anyway, there are so many strange legends these days, and some stories may be made up by boring passers-by.

Yan Lang did not stop at noon, just took out a small bag of food from the bookcase with his backhand, took the steamed cake from it, and broke it a piece of jerky, and took it as a supplement to treat himself to two days of travel.

The jerky is seasoned, steamed and dried, wrapped in mulberry paper, so you don’t have to worry about being too dry and unable to bite after being left for a long time.

"The wild flowers on the mountain are blooming so well. If you are at home, you will definitely pick a few bouquets to decorate the room for your sister and mother."

Smelling the quiet fragrance of flowers all the way, Yan Lang felt light all over. It was probably because his body had adapted to the journey, and the worn blisters under his feet were not so uncomfortable.

He took care of lunch while walking, but Yan Lang didn't dare to delay it at all. If he was so angry today, he was neither too hot nor too cold, nor too wind nor rain. If he didn't hurry up, Yan Lang would be afraid that he would delay too long on the road.

If you arrive in the capital too late, you will probably have no place to stay in the temples in the suburbs.

Originally, Yan Lang was still happy about his smooth journey, but he didn't expect to meet a group of five or six big men who were blocking the road with knives when he passed a mountain pass in the afternoon.

Yan Lang was startled and stood there for a moment, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

"Ye, why is he a scholar? You are blind and can't see the flag on the bookcase!"

The bearded man who took the lead and jumped out of the grass looked at Yan Lang, and immediately turned around in anger and kicked the thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheek behind him.

Yan Lang took a step back, subconsciously raised his hand to support the stand on the top of his head, and he was sure in his heart and bowed, "All heroes, you guys are polite."

The thin man was kicked and staggered. Looking at Yan Lang again, he could only hunch his back and lean back back to the boss, "Boss, hasn't it been a long time since I opened it? A scholar is taking the exam, so he is also in trouble, right?"

These words made Yan Lang's heart jump to his throat, and his eyes were fixed on his beard.

Fortunately, the beard is a bit principled. He raised his palm like a palm fan and slapped the thin man in the face, "My mom's grandson, do you want to kill your brothers?"

After cursing, he waved his hand and asked everyone to put away the knife. He gave Yan Lang a fist-clamping ceremony in the green forest of the world. "You are abrupt, I hope you will forgive me. I have settled here for more than two years, but I have never hurt anyone's lives. I hope you know."

As soon as he called Yan Lang "Master", the thin man who was a little dissatisfied was startled and immediately bowed his waist and hunched his back to the side, looking at Yan Lang with his eyes flattering.

Yan Lang was originally from Chongyang County. Knowing that Foyang Mountain did not have any bandits to kill people, he immediately sighed and said sincerely, "You are all heroes. If you have the opportunity, go down the mountain to be an ordinary citizen. Although your life is hard, you will be able to reunite with your family, relatives and friends and live a peaceful life."

After persuading him, Yan Lang stopped talking, and bowed his hand to his beard again, and walked away with a bookcase on his back.

Several other big men who didn't say anything beside him asked in a rough voice, "Boss, how do you know that this person is a juren?"

Only juren will be called masters, so the thin man was shocked just now.

Juren is already at the level of being able to be an official. If they really steal a Juren today, they may turn around and wait for someone to become an official, and their heads will be lost.

As for killing people directly to silence them? Can the court let them go easily if they kill the juren? The consequences are probably even worse.

Beard looked at Yan Lang's direction and snorted, "It's just spring now. If you go to the county town to participate in the autumn examination, how can you go on the road now? As for whether you are going to study or go to the county town in advance, the man will not talk about the road alone, and his dressing doesn't seem to have the financial resources at all."

That's right? Anyone who has a little money can really rely on his feet to travel. Even riding a donkey can save trouble, right?

A big man who had been looking at Yan Lang's back hesitated, "Why does it seem like there is a flower in the master's bookcase?"

He looked up and looked at it, but he didn't see it, but he didn't take it seriously. "Maybe this master is lonely when he is on the road, picking flowers to relieve his boredom."

After saying that, he shouted and asked everyone to go back, and then kicked and scolded the thin man to keep an eye on it. "If you dare to keep a wrong eye, you will be digging your useless trick!"

The boss on the book box can’t even be seen!

Although Yan Lang was calm and composed in front of Beard and others, his heart was actually full of turtleness. Until he left the mountain pass, Yan Lang swallowed his saliva. His fingers trembled slightly and took the bamboo tube hanging on the edge of the bookcase and drank two sips of water. He pinched the sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead, "I'm scared to death."

After putting down the bamboo tube, Yan Lang reached out to sort out the shelf on the top of his head and the cloth on it. Although this flag can block the sun and rain, its biggest function is to show its identity.

A flag was inserted in the bookcase, which means that the person accepted the emperor's will to take the exam, and was a person within the staffing system. If this person fails to take the exam within the deadline, the government will investigate them one by one.

Ordinary robbers, as long as they are not the desperate thief who is determined to fight against the court, they will basically not make things difficult for such people.

Yan Lang was still scared and rushed even more anxiously. On the way, he gave up a broken pavilion along the way and lit a kettle and kerosene lamp for another hour. When he saw a broken stone tablet on the side of the road, Yan Lang left the main road and entered a small wooded by the side of the road.

When he walked forward, Yan Lang picked up a lot of firewood. After about a quarter of an hour, he finally arrived at a wooden house with half a roof remaining.

This wooden house was brought by the old scholar who was with Yan Lang to take the exam with them. At that time, he suddenly encountered rain when he was on the road overnight, so the old scholar took them here to shelter from the rain.

Unfortunately, no one who went to the county town to participate in the autumn examination last year was able to pass the list. The old juren also went to the county town and other places early to do errands or defect to relatives and friends, which also led to Yan Lang being alone on the way to the county town.

Fortunately, although Yan Lang looks thin, he is not weak. He has learned two tricks since he was a child. He can at least try a few tricks when encountering anything.

In addition, he is very brave and optimistic by nature. After rushing alone for two days, he was so excited that he quickly sorted out the broken wooden house.

Seeing that the wooden board in the wooden house was still useful, Yan Lang was delighted, "It's considered half a bed tonight."

There is only the bed board but no legs, isn’t it just half a bed?

At this time, it was dark, and Yan Lang's first thing was to use kerosene lamps and dry firewood picked up on the road to raise a fire in the fire pit in the middle of the house.

This kind of wooden house and fire pit are used to buying by hunters. Yan Lang thanked the hunters who were unknown. He then took out a clay pot with only half of his belly in the corner, went to the water tank outside the house to wash it, and then rinsed it with clean water from the bamboo tube, then set it on the fire and started hot water.

The water in the water tank should have been accumulated on rainy days. I don’t know how long it took, so Yan Lang poured all the water in the bamboo tube into the clay pot, got up and fetched water at the bamboo forest ditch behind the wooden house.

Now that I have watered, I can boil the water and throw a few dried wild chrysanthemums into tea, let it cool down and put it back into the bamboo tube.

Although I haven't drunk raw water, if I can drink herbal tea, Yan Lang thinks this is a reward for the rushing trip.

With such a joyful plan, Yan Lang carried the kerosene lamp out of the wooden house and walked around behind.

The bamboo forest is not very far away. When you stand here in the wooden house, you can hear the clear sound of water flowing in the ditch. Yan Langshen went to the ditch with one foot and one foot, put the long shirt in front of the belt, put the light on it and reached out to fill the water.

There was a gurgling sound of water running in the bamboo tube. Yan Lang waited for a while and felt something was wrong. Why was the gurgling sound still ringing?

Yan Lang specially selected the big and old bamboo tubes for water storage, and left three bamboo nodes. The two bamboo nodes on them were carefully pierced with sticks, and then sanded them with a sand cloth. This made the water tube when you go out.

But even if there are three bamboo joints, it will not be enough to be filled for so long?

Yan Lang took the bamboo tube out of the water in confusion and found that there were many black-haired silk objects blocking the mouth of the bamboo tube at some point.

This place was originally a forest, and there was another cluster of bamboo. In addition, the spring night was dark and Yan Lang couldn't see clearly. He raised his hand and took the kerosene lamp next to him and shone it into the ditch.

If there is anything dirty in the ditch, Yan Lang will have to worry about whether he should drink it or not.

Yan Lang was worried, but he didn't want to look at him, and he was just right in front of the eyes that came out of the water.

Yan Lang and the other party were both stunned, and were so scared that they were a little too scared. Yan Lang couldn't see the frightened look and just murmured, "Little, Miss is taking a bath here? The little student is abrupt."

After saying that, Yan Lang suddenly came to his senses, gasped in the air, widened his eyes and turned around and ran away, shouting "Help Buddha Bodhisattva."

The woman who came out of the water was shocked by the face of the scholar. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel extremely interesting. She raised her hand to lift her wet and messy hair, revealing a pale face.

The old god was watching the scholar running out for a long distance. Then the female ghost smiled quietly, raised her hand and waved her sleeves and flew out lightly.

When Yan Lang looked back, he didn't see the female ghost. He thought the other party was gone, but he turned around and stopped urgently.

If it hadn't been stopped in time, he would have plunged into the female ghost's arms now.

The female ghost saw the scholar's eyes widened and trembled with fear, so handsome and interesting. She raised her sleeves and half-covered her face and chuckled, "Why is the young master running so fast, don't wait for the little girl."

As for the story direction I saw when copying the storybook, Yan Lang felt that he would definitely not be able to run away from the female ghost, so he could only tell him with emotion and be courtesy, hoping that the other party could abandon evil and do good.

Thinking of this, Yan Lang swallowed and forced himself to calm down. Only then did he realize that he had not left any kerosene lamp and bamboo tube in one hand.

The bamboo tube was hung on the belt and the kerosene lamp was hung on the branches beside it. Yan Lang pulled down the long robe and bowed to the female ghost, "Why is the lady so late and still here? Is it because she has any unfulfilled wishes to work for the young actor? If she can do her best, she will have no choice."

The female ghost looked at Yan Lang for a moment of silence, then flashed and appeared in front of Yan Lang, and looked at Yan Lang with a long distance. She spoke frivolously and charmingly, "The young master is not only handsome, but also a gentleman. The little girl admires her so much. It means that the little girl has a wish. Tonight, can you be pity for a few?"

This is a very straightforward meaning. Yan Lang is not shy, only frightened.

I wonder how could he have given this female ghost so unlucky to this innocent body that he has worked hard to protect for so many years? That is to be left to the wife!

Yan Lang was no longer afraid, no matter how hard he wanted someone!

Yan Lang made up his mind and refused to say sternly, "Why should Miss look down on herself so much? Even if she is a ghost, she should pay attention to the norms of her own virtue."

The female ghost was twitched by this, and the smirk on her face disappeared. She looked at Yan Lang coldly and said, "It turns out that the young master is so noble that the little woman has to offend her."

After saying that, he jumped up and rushed forward, with his hideous face and his hands straightened, and he was about to pinch Yan Lang's neck.

Yan Lang subconsciously pinched the bamboo tube and wanted to fight back, but suddenly a flower in front of him, and a tender yellow figure suddenly jumped out and blocked Yan Lang.
To be continued...