On a mountain road in Dongyan County, Ning Caichen was holding a white horse, wearing a white Confucian shirt, wearing a silver-white gold-wire-edged belt, wearing a dusty look, his handsome face and his eyes were pitch black and bright, giving people a feeling of being as beautiful as jade, his hair was a little messy in the wind, from afar

When I walked over, I happened to meet an old man hurriedly coming towards me with his luggage.

The old man had wrinkles on his face, his head was gray and gray, his body was hunched, and he was a little thin.

"Old man, where is the front area?"

Ning Caichen walked forward and asked the old man for directions.

"Walking ten miles ahead, it is the territory of Guobei County." The old man looked up at Ning Caichen and said, his eyes were turbid and had no glory.

"Thank you, old man."

Ning Caichen thanked him, but the latter did not answer him, because the old man left in a hurry after saying that, and did not even look at him more, and he didn't care. He had seen many such people along the way, and even several times when he went up to ask for directions, but the others ignored him. In short, this time it was a good luck.

"In times of trouble, these ordinary people are suffering."

Ning Caichen sighed lightly. Since leaving Chen County, he has seen too many things along the way, especially Dongyan County. The plague in winter completely robbed Dongyan County. Ning Caichen himself didn't know how many people saw the abandoned village, and even saw a village completely turned into a tomb...

The rich family smells of wine and meat, and the road is frozen to death. This is the world today.

Leading the white horse, we walked along the mountain road. The mountain road was rugged and crisscrossed among the mountains. The trees on both sides were lush. After walking about ten miles, I turned over a big mountain and saw the sight in front of me became wider. Several small-high earthen mountains were covered with high and low heights, covered with green grass, and only a few trees.

"Guobei County."

Next to the mountain road, an old bluestone stele stood crookedly, indicating that it had entered Guobei County. Guobei County is a county town in Dongyan County. When you arrive in Guobei County, you will pass two more counties and you will reach Luoshui City. It will take about four or five days. After looking at the sky, the weather was gray and the black clouds were pressing down a little low. It seemed that it was about to rain.

After stopping on the spot for a while, Ning Caichen rode to the white horse and continued to move forward. He wanted to enter the county town as soon as possible, because it seemed that it was going to rain soon.

"Boom..."

In the sky, a thunder exploded, and a storm of wind blew between the sky and the earth—

“It’s going to rain.”

Feeling a drop of wetness on the back of his hand, Ning Caichen knew that it was going to rain. He looked at it and found that there was a flat ground under the hillside, where there was a thatched hut.

"Wow!Wow!Wow!..."

As soon as I walked into the thatched hut and tied the white horse, the rain started to rush. The raindrops as big as beans were densely packed. The sky seemed to have a hole broken, and the wind was blowing heavily. Even if I sat in the thatched hut, rain would blow in. A layer of water had accumulated on the ground, mixed with soil, and it was yellow.

"Young Master, there is a straw shed in front of you."

Soon, someone ran towards the place. It was a scholar in green and a book boy dressed in black, carrying a bookstore. However, both of them were in a mess, soaked all over, and stepped on the mud of water on the ground, and ran towards the place.

"Sit here."

Seeing the two of them running in wet, Ning Caichen smiled and pointed to the two stones beside him and said.

"Thank you, Wang Sheng, I don't know what this brother is called."

Seeing that Ning Caichen was polite, the scholar in Qingyi asked politely.

"When Ning Caichen passed by here, he saw heavy rain in the world, so he avoided it here." Ning Caichen smiled. It seemed that a scholar had a pretty face and gave people a good feeling. He talked a little too much: "I think the rain couldn't stop for a while. The two of them were already wet. Let's make a fire here, and there are some dry branches there."

Ning Caichen pointed to the pair of dry resin behind him, and didn't know who made it. Wang Sheng didn't say much, hugged his fists, and walked over with Shutong to report the dry branches to start making fire. Although it was September, his clothes were wet, which was not a solution.

It is easy to get sick and it is not comfortable to wear on it...

Soon, the fire rose.

"I wonder where Brother Ning is from and where is he going?"

The three of them gathered together, and the book boy was quiet. He sat next to him and was concentrating on baking clothes. Wang Sheng started chatting with Ning Caichen. Seeing that Ning Caichen was wearing a white Confucian shirt, his temperament was elegant and extraordinary, giving people a feeling of being as beautiful as jade, and he was determined to get to know each other.

"People from Chen County, Sanchuan, heard that the scholars gathering was held in Luoshui City this year, and wanted to go and have a look." Ning Caichen said.

"It turns out that Brother Ning is from Sanchuan. Since ancient times, there are many heroes in Sanchuan. Today, I am very famous." Wang Sheng collapsed Ning Caichen lightly and said, "It's a coincidence. I'm just in Luoshui City. Why are you better make friends together? Brother Ning thinks?"

"Brother Wang's home is in the water city." Ning Caichen was silent. There were many coincidences in the world.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was about to speak, but at this moment, a whole sound of rapid footsteps sounded outside, and then a group of more than a dozen people dressed in green forest ran towards the place with swords in their hands.

"Run quickly!" "Catch up." "Hurry up and block the one behind..."

This is a person who went to the Green Forest, holding swords and swords, all with martial arts skills, and two martial artists with Mingjin cultivation. However, they seemed to be running away, and the leader was a one-eyed dragon with a blue bag in his hand.

“Where to run.”

A middle-aged man holding a long sword ran out behind the dozen people, and his figure was like the wind and he quickly chased after him.

"Puchi...sheep..."

Several sword energy were cut out in succession, and the five people on the last were killed directly. Two of them were cut off their heads, and three under them were cut in half. The broken corpse fell to the ground and was washed by the rain, and the blood soon dyed a large area red.

"Murdered."

Seeing those people running towards this side and killing people, Wang Sheng and Shutong were immediately frightened.

"Swish!Swish!..."

It was a one-sided massacre. Although there were a few Mingjin warriors among the few people, the middle-aged man behind them was a real martial artist. He splashed with his qi and blood when he took action. These people had no enemy in one combination. Every time they swung their sword, there was a person's body and head.

"Puchi--"

Finally, several people chased to the entrance of the straw shed, but there were only two of these green forest people. The middle-aged man swung his sword and killed another person, leaving only the last one-eyed dragon. Seeing that he had no hope of running away, this guy turned around and suddenly knelt in front of the middle-aged man holding a blood sword in his hand.

"Good man, please spare me, I'll give you the money."

"Your Madam dares to steal money, damn it...Puchi..."

The one-eyed dragon begs for mercy, but the middle-aged man didn't blink, and directly slashed it with a sword, beheading the one-eyed dragon, blood flew out, dyeing the rain water red, scaring Wang Sheng and Shutong in the shed to death.
Chapter completed!