Luo Zhaoyun, Shi Dana and others rode their horses to lead the grain transport convoy away from this area and rushed to rush. It was only after a stop at an official station thirty miles away.

The post stations set up on the official road are guarded by local servants and state soldiers. Although there are only a dozen people on duty, there are beacon towers here. Once danger occurs, the beacon fire will be ignited quickly. The county magistrates and town chiefs in the distance will appear. At that time, reinforcements will be organized. The horse thieves will not dare to face the state and state soldiers head-on, and are worried about being encircled and suppressed.

The convoy stopped and the injured had simply bandaged the car. Several servants and strong tenants had been killed and injured. They found a place to bury them nearby. After returning, they still had to compensate for a certain amount of pension.

The tenant boss was a little annoyed. He was from his village and he got along well on weekdays. He originally intended to take a good job this time and found these people. Unexpectedly, he encountered a horse thief and lost his life.

"Everyone is mourning for the change. When you go back, Luo will definitely compensate everyone. The family members will have a pension, and the pension will not be reduced."

"Young master, you'll be the saying goes!" The tenant boss is a middle-aged man in the forties. He once served as a party official in the village and has some prestige in the village.

In the early Sui Dynasty, a new order was issued, and in accordance with the system of the Three Chiefs of the Northern Wei Dynasty, a Bao, Lu, and clan were established in the capital, and grassroots organizations such as Li, Party, and clan were established outside the capital, that is, five families were responsible for each guarantee, and each guarantee was established with a guarantee chief; the five guarantees were the neighbors, and the four gates were the neighbors, and clans were established with a clan.

After Pingchen, Emperor Wen of Sui also issued a system: Five hundred families were used as villages, one person was appointed as village chief, and one person was appointed as village chief." That is, the village clique system, and the places were often mixed.

After a brief rest, the grain transport convoy continued to rush until dusk, and had arrived in Huairong County.

This is a small town in the northwest of Youzhou, located in the basin area. Looking into the distance, you can see the mountains and ridges at the end of your eyes.

However, although Huairong City is just a small city, it is the throat of the exchange between Jicheng in Youzhou and the northwest border garrison. It has a commercial and convenient transportation. The grassland Xiongnu, Tiel, Khitan, Shiwei, Mohe, Goguryeo, and Xianbei people all come to Jiaocheng for business, so there are all pawnshops, shops, wine shops, inns, and restaurants here.

Luo Zhaoyun and others escorted the grain carriage to an inn by the city. Without entering the bustling area, they directly booked all the rooms in the inn and rented the entire backyard. They parked thirty or forty cars into the yard. The mules and horses also unsaded their saddles and tied them to the horse shed to feed the fodder.

After a day of rushing, after fighting and escaping, everyone was exhausted physically and mentally. Luo Zhaoyun ordered the servants to find the shopkeeper, prepare wine and food, and reward everyone with them.

It was dark, and the guards, servants, and tenants all rested early after eating and drinking. Although there were many people living in the backyard of the inn, they were very lonely.

Luo Zhaoyun's actual combat today has tempered his courage and will, and honed his gun skills. He gradually understood the huge difference between actual combat and usual gun practice. How to break it apart from fixed moves, act according to the opportunity, and use it as you wish. This is the true mastery of the essence of guns and the true meaning of martial arts.

He pushed open the windows of the street on the second floor. The night wind brought a spring feeling, giving people a warm feeling, and felt comfortable in body and mind. The streets in the distance were already sparsely populated. After all, in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the forbidden nights were emphasized. Although the small towns in the border areas were not strictly enforced, there were no street lights at night, the light was too dark, and there were no entertainment facilities, so the people did not come out to stroll, which only caused trouble.

At the front door of the inn, there was only a high flagpole carrying a string of lanterns, with the words "Yuelai Inn" written on it, swaying gently in the wind.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

At this time, the door knocked on the door. Luo Zhaoyun turned around and could see a pretty figure in front of the door through the candlelight in the corridor.

"Mu He?"

"It's me, Ah Lang!"

"Come in, there is no plug on the door."

"Squeak--" Ning Muhe pushed the door and came in. Because her clothes were stained with blood during the day, as soon as she entered the inn, she immediately went to the room to wash up, and then changed her daughter's makeup, with her upper robes and lower robes. She was tall and slender, tall and graceful. As if the first lotus came out of water, her bright eyes looked at him gently.

"Have you not sleep yet?" Luo Zhaoyun asked.

"Sometimes I can't sleep. As soon as I lay down, it was a daytime scene." Ning Muhe twisted her belt and said quietly.

Luo Zhaoyun knew that she was frightened by the afternoon fight scene and was still scared. At night, she couldn't help but feel a little scared. She sighed, walked over, and asked calmly: "Did you see many people being killed and are a little scared?"

Ning Muhe's cheeks turned red, bit her lower lip, nodded slightly, and asked subconsciously: "Alang, you have killed several people, aren't you afraid? As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt that some dead faces were hovering on my head, or in the dark, standing with some shadows, staring at me..."

Luo Zhaoyun laughed silently. It turned out that girls were afraid of ghosts. Although they were illusory, they often could not get rid of that idea and scared themselves.

"The dead are not scary, but living are scary! The grudges and revenge in the world, bloody storms and people are like grass, are caused by living people. Therefore, instead of being afraid of those non-existent ghosts, you should muster up the courage and learn to protect yourself in the future fight!"

Ning Muhe listened word by word, for some reason, her nervousness gradually calmed down and she was no longer so scared. She looked at Luo Zhaoyun and said in surprise: "Alang, have you seen it? Since you drowned, you have become a different person. You used to be afraid of the darkness. At night, I often let me hold you to sleep. I didn't expect that in the world that only one year, you could kill those ferocious horse thieves."

Luo Zhaoyun smiled faintly. In fact, he was also a little scared, but he had the soul of his previous life. He was influenced by materialism. He was not afraid of revenge by evil spirits, but corrected his moral cognition. After all, murder was the legal norm and moral bottom line of his previous life. Now, there is a different era, and he is convincing himself, turning his thinking, and accepting new dynasties and historical concepts.

Men should kill people, and they will be merciless in killing people. The immortal karma will be in killing people.

Killing one is a sin, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughtering nine million is a hero. The hero is a hero. The Tao is different: seeing through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but making one show its might in this life.

Luo Zhaoyun figured out these things and suddenly felt that his mind was transparent and he had an extra sharp and sharp spirit.

"I don't want to be bullied anymore, nor do I want you to work so hard to protect me. Be kind to others, so I want to be strong and become a real man. In the future, I have to make achievements and show my true heroic spirit!"

Ning Muhe was stunned. Looking at the boy who was a little shorter than her, she suddenly seemed to feel that she could not see through him. Alang stopped talking about the child who was dumb and Mumu in the past, and was really going to become a man. For a moment, she was a little inspired and felt that she was not so scared.

"I must be strong, follow Alang's footsteps, otherwise, I will be farther and farther away from him and can no longer wait for him..." Ning Muhe's eyes were like water, from gentleness to toughness, her face no longer felt confused, but she had a little more certainty and hope!

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Chapter completed!