Jinming Avenue.

After the founding of the Daqian Dynasty, they specialized in building official roads leading to the seven eastern states.

This official road was built starting from Yujing and leads directly to Dongqizhou.

The names of official roads vary from state to state, and Yujing is collectively called Jinming Road.

The sun sets in the west.

A team of hundreds of people kicked up dust into the sky and galloped down Jinming Avenue.

"Elder, it's getting dark soon. The closest place to here is Yingpu Mountain, which is ten miles away. There is a posthouse there."

A middle-aged guard rode up to Elder Yang Yu and said.

Elder Yang Yu nodded.

"Notify me."

He followed, mainly to protect this group of clan children.

The arrangements for the journey have been entrusted to these escorts.

Qingzhou is five days' journey from Yujing, even by horseback.

They had been walking for three days, but nothing had gone wrong, so Elder Yang Yu nodded in agreement.

"Ten miles away is Yingpu Mountain. Stay one night at Yingpu Mountain Inn tonight."

The middle-aged guard rode back and shouted.

There is a lot of noise when riding a horse.

When Yang An heard the middle-aged guard's words, his tired expression recovered a bit.

Riding horses for three consecutive days made my body sore.

Yang An felt it was novel at first, but after riding for a day, he realized the pain of riding on the road.

The last time he went back to Qingzhou City, it wasn't really that far. He had never experienced traveling all day long.

On the first day he rode and stayed at the inn, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed.

Fortunately, he was already an innate martial artist and his body had strong recovery ability, and he was full of energy again the next day.

The next day, before riding on horseback, Elder Yang Yu taught the twenty disciples who entered the capital how to ride a horse.

It can practice on horseback, stabilize the body, and relieve fatigue.

More than 20 people studied with great enthusiasm.

Yang An noticed Elder Yang Yu's evil smile.

I guess this is to make them suffer a little, to increase their enthusiasm for learning, and to watch jokes at the same time.

Yang An guessed it, and the others were not fools either.

I quickly memorized Elder Yang Yu's instructions one by one, and took the opportunity to practice horse riding while on the road.

After two days of practicing practice on the road, Yang An improved very quickly.

The two days of traveling were not as embarrassing as the first day.

However, tiredness cannot be avoided.

These are things that Yang An is used to.

In the world of Mr. Zombie, he followed the four eyes to drive away corpses, turning upside down day and night, but he still survived.

At that time, his martial arts cultivation was not as good as it is now.

When they heard that they were approaching today's destination, the group's morale increased and their riding speed became a little faster.

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Although Yingpu Mountain is said to be a mountain, it is actually just a small hill. On the contrary, the nearby dense forests and mountains are more like mountains than Yingpu Mountain.

When passing through, Yingpu Mountain was chosen because it was not high and easy to build roads.

Yingpu Mountain is not big and there are few people there. Apart from the inn, there are only twenty or thirty houses.

When Yang An and others arrived, it was almost dark.

After showing the token of the Yang family in Qingzhou, the group stayed in the inn.

Several guards went to the well to get water first.

Yang An and others ate the dry food they brought with them and were not in a hurry to get water.

They had to wait for half an hour after the guards had finished drinking the water before they could get water.

This was specially arranged by Elder Yang Yu.

Even in the post house, Yang An and others did not relax.

Going out is no better than being at home. If you are not careful, your body and head will be in a different place.

There were many of them, but they did not relax their vigilance.

Half an hour later, several guards were still alive and kicking without any discomfort, so Yang An and others went to get water.

"Tons, tons, tons!"

Yang An drank all the water in the pot.

Cycling all the way consumes a lot of money.

Especially water consumption is faster.

Although I replenished the food along the way, I was still short of water.

"Tonight...no sound."

Elder Yang Yu was just about to give instructions on the arrangements for the evening, when he suddenly frowned and raised his hand.

He heard movement outside the inn.

In the inn, not only Yang An and others stopped what they were doing, but also the people stationed at the inn.

A group of people were listening to what was going on outside the house.

"More than a hundred people came here on horseback."

The middle-aged guard leaned against the ground and said.

"You two go out and check it out."

Elder Yang Yu pointed at the two guards and said.

"The leader's energy and blood are soaring to the sky, and his violent fists are looming. He must be a great master."

Elder Yang Yu continued.

"Crack!"

While talking, the door was knocked open.

The one who fell to the ground was the guard who had just gone out to check.

Yang An and others also saw people outside the house.

All of them were wearing animal skins, black scarves, and carrying machetes.

"Bandits!"

This word popped up in Yang An's mind.

The images of these people are almost the same as the gangsters described in the book.

Something strange is the black scarf on his face.

When Elder Yang Yu saw this, he knew trouble was coming.

"Young man of the Yang family, be vigilant at all times."

Elder Yang Yu said, stood up and shouted loudly:

"I wonder who your Excellency is and why you are here?"

As he spoke, the Grandmaster Qi and Blood in Elder Yang Yu's body exploded, and his Zhenwu Fist Intent also evolved, and he pounced on the ruthless bandit.

"A certain family's reputation is not enough to attract Elder Yang's ears. This trip is just for killing people."

The leader of the bandits responded with violent fists.

"Leave the Grand Master to me, kill the rest!"

The leader of the gangsters yelled at the people behind him.

As he said this, people rushed over with machetes in hand.

The knife in the man's hand shook, his back straightened slightly, and his body exuded a violent evil aura.

He shook the knife, making a buzzing sound.
To be continued...