What kind of Journey to the West is this?

But why would I be jealous of my busty master...

Yanxia was full of confusion.

She thought that Xue Shier and Luo Sushang had never even met each other, so it was okay for her to be jealous from a distance.

But Snow Lion was angry and didn't want to pay any attention to her.

Yan Xia immediately changed the subject, "There's a post station up ahead. I'll go see if there's any donkey carts or something like that."

Not far away, there is a stone tablet with three big characters "Weijiaji" engraved on it.

Yanxia realized that this should be a village, and the post station was built on the edge of the village, across a river from the village, facing each other.

This layout, with the post road in front and the creek village in the back, is filled with a few locust and willow trees and a few sunflower and pomegranate trees. A flag flutters lightly, and a few servants shout loudly.

This post station is well built.

She thought about it and said, "It seems that this was built by a wealthy family."

Xue Shi'er asked in confusion, "How do you know?"

Yan Xia said, "That scale should be that of a seventh-class post station, and it's located in a village. The government doesn't have the money to build many post stations in the countryside, so usually the rich families raise money to build them themselves, and the postmasters and postmen are also the rich families and the surrounding villagers.

"But this is very bad."

The post stations in the Tang Dynasty were divided into land post stations and water post stations. There were seven grades of land post stations, and the lowest grade seven post stations might only have a dozen or even a few horses.

Of course, these horses were provided for government use, and according to the law they should not be rented to ordinary people.

But Yanxia has the money.

But she feels bad now: her ability to spend money might not be effective today.

Xue Shi'er was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"Looking at the busy postmen, it seems an official has come to exchange horses. There aren't many horses in a small post station like this. It's hard to say whether we can borrow a skinny horse or a short donkey."

"I see."

Xue Shier suddenly understood.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll just go steal a horse."

Yan Xia's eyes lit up, and she said happily, "How can this be so embarrassing?"

Xue Shi'er snorted, "I'll give you a punch!"

.........

Putting the matter of stealing horses aside for now, Yanxia planned to go to the post station to check the situation first.

When they arrived at the post station, several postmen were carrying water and food, complaining bitterly.

Under the big locust tree, the postmaster, dressed in brocade clothes, was fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, with a bitter face.

"What a plague! What a plague! Soldiers come like combs, and bandits come like rakes! The bandits have passed through the border, leaving it in a mess!

"How did we run into this bunch of... Bah! Sir, what are you looking for?"

The postmaster was just complaining when he suddenly saw a man in red clothes in front of him. He was startled and stood up and bowed respectfully.

But when he raised his head, he was stunned for a moment.

How could this be a strange girl? She is fair and clean, and looks like a noble lady from some noble family.

He stammered, "Miss, what are you doing..."

Yan Xia interrupted him and asked, "Are there any more horses?"

The postmaster smiled flatteringly, "Miss, this is the government post house, this, this..."

The girl noticed something strange. The postmaster was trying to maneuver, which meant there was something fishy going on.

She raised her head slightly and said, "Mr. Dunyi, the governor of Cangzhou, is an elder of my family."

"This this......"

Words were useless, so the postmaster rubbed his hands and dared not speak. Then he saw a golden light.

I only saw the girl take out a piece of gold.

She slammed the gold nugget on the table and asked, "Well, can I borrow a horse?"

The postmaster didn't dare to accept it, and said with a wry smile: "I really can't lend it to you, I really can't lend it to you!"

Yan Xia raised her eyebrows, stared at the postmaster, and chuckled.

The postmaster was shocked.

Zheng!

She casually pulled out a short meat-cutting knife, which frightened the postmaster so much that he dared not move.

With a "pa" sound, Yan Xia slammed the short knife on the table and said in a clear voice: "This, can I borrow it?"

The postmaster fell to his knees with a thud, weeping bitterly, "Please spare my life! Please spare my life! I really can't lend you the horses! All the horses have been slaughtered!"

The girl was startled.

Got ripped off?

"They were robbed by bandits, slaughtered for meat by those wicked bandits! There are only two or three horses left, and they said they were going to ride them to Wuhe Mountain and become bandits!"

Yanxia was confused after hearing this.

Which bandit is so bold as to openly attack the government post station in this day and age?

——You should know that Hebei warlord Liu Heita was suppressed by Li Dalang’s troops at the beginning of this year.

The postmaster explained, "They are the remnants of the rebellion at the beginning of the year. Look, the soldiers were still feasting inside. Early this morning, they were almost mad with hunger and came rushing in with their weapons. First they harvested a whole field of wheat, and then they clamored for meat.

"I was afraid they'd get angry and burn down the fields, so I had no choice but to let them do whatever they wanted. Then all our horses would be slaughtered!"

Yanxia was a little angry.

What kind of person is this? He is really asking for more!

She couldn't even steal a horse to travel now!

The girl asked, "Are you sure it's a rebel army?"

"How could this be false? Even if they weren't rebels, with the uniforms on, they'd be the commander of the rebel army! Look, the commander is yelling at the postman to feed their horses."

So arrogant!

This is no longer an ordinary military chaos.

Gotta hit hard!

After Yan Xia understood the situation, she turned around and went to look for Xue Shier.

Xue Shier was waiting for her outside the inn.

She saw the girl coming and asked, "Are you in trouble?"

"Yes!"

Yanxia explained the situation to Xue Shier.

Xue Shier said angrily, "These thieves are really despicable! But we can't take action now."

Yanxia deeply agreed with this.

You can't take action, or to be more precise, you can't even cast spells.

This is not a remote place like Wuhe Mountain. If you use magic on the official road, it will easily be noticed by the surrounding mountain gods and land gods, and then the ghost messengers from the City God's Mansion will come to question you.

These city gods and land gods do not care about the secular world, but they always strike hard against evil spirits.

For a serious Taoist priest or monk with a certificate of ordination, everything will be easy.

But unfortunately, Yanxia is a self-taught cultivator, and Xue Shier is a monster in Wuhe Mountain.

If they were caught, they would definitely have to go to the City God's Palace.

It’s hard to say what the punishment will be, but wasting seven or eight days is inevitable.

This is also the reason why Yan Xia never uses magic to travel.

——I don’t have a driver’s license!

Yan Xia said, "I have an idea. Maybe I can get a horse."

"Say it!"

"I think they're not killing people, they're just robbing them. They must be desperate. I'll go in and scare them and beat them up. Snow Lion, you go to the stable and see if you can grab a horse."

Xue Shi'er hesitated and said, "You have to be careful, I'm afraid..."

Yan Xia blinked: "Xue Shi'er, are you concerned about me?"

"No, I'm saying you should be careful and not kill anyone or disturb the surrounding land."

An Yanxia: "(▼ Pan ▼ #)"

The Cangzhou Lion Has No Buddha Nature: Chapter 39 [True or False Robbers]

Outside the post station, a group of postmen were busy carrying water, buckets, and sweeping the yard.

Snow Lion leaped lightly and followed the postman in.

On the other side, Yanxia was clearing the wilderness.

She also wanted to sneak in like Xue Shier, but unfortunately, Xue Shier could do it, but she couldn't.

With her face and outfit, she looks like a runaway Disney princess. She doesn't look like someone who can sneak in quietly.

There was no other way, Yan Xia could only confront the postmaster.

"Let me in."

"My lord! Please spare me! If you go in and are caught by those bandits, I will kill you or skin you alive!"

When the postmaster heard that Yanxia was going to the post station to find something to eat, he was immediately frightened.

He had just heard that the girl knew the governor of this state, and he didn't know whether it was true or not, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

——He is just a small post station chief and doesn’t dare to gamble!

Yan Xia was too clever for her own good and said angrily, "I don't know any governor. My father is An Lushan and my mother is Zhao Feiyan. My family is in business. What's wrong with you asking me to go to the inn to rest?"

"How dare I! There are first-rate bandits and robbers in there. You can just go to the village to rest. I'll bring you some food."

Yan Xia tried her best to resist the urge to kick the fat man away and rush in directly to kill him.

It would be bad if the matter got too serious and disturbed the God of Land.

The two of them were arguing, and just as Yanxia had expected, the bandits in the post station heard the noise and came out cursing.

"Hey, Fatty, what are you yelling about out there?"

A bandit wearing leather armor and an eyepatch came over, cursing as he walked: "What a bunch of lazy bastards! I've been feeding my horses for so long, what have you been doing?"

The bandit with the eyepatch approached and froze.

He wiped his eyes and staggered back two steps.

He took another look and gasped.

"Oh my god!" The bandit hurried over and grabbed the postmaster's arm.

Snapped!

The scabbard hit the postmaster's hand.

The postmaster shuddered with fear, and when he looked back, he saw the cold gleam of a sharp blade.

The bandit cursed: "You bastard, how can you treat a noble man like this?"

The postmaster quickly stepped back, bowed and said, "I dare not, I dare not..."

"I dare not!"

"Ouch!"

After being kicked in the butt, the postmaster hid aside with a resentful look on his face.