C354 (1/2)

Nanman, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, stands in the spiritual land of the south of the Yangtze River. Looking up at the dark sky, the wind and smoke are all clean, as clear as a clear water. In the long years, the beauty of Jiangnan Water Town, the tranquility of Jiangnan ancient town, the depth of Jiangnan rain lane, and the charm of Jiangnan literary heroes flow.

Small bridges, flowing water and other people flow in the south of the Yangtze River. They can't tell the true from the false. The flowing water moistens the hearts of many literary heroes.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Jiangnan is not peaceful, but there are martial arts. Gu Man'er tells Lu Beiyou that here, force is all the symbols of Nanman. As long as your force is strong enough, you can be king.

Lu Beiyou thought to himself, how casual is this king? Is he a king by brute force.

It was late at night, and there was no inn around them. They were far away from the town. They were very tired when they were on their way. It happened that there was a fire nearby. They rushed to see a small village.

It's late at night, but there are still several families in the village, which makes them not happy. When they approach, they find something wrong.

It's true that the village is surrounded by weeds. Even the houses are dilapidated. It looks so fragile that it seems that the wind can lift up the roof. Although it's late at night, there's no sound. It doesn't look like a place where people live for a long time.

They have been standing at the entrance of the village for a long time and observed that many houses are very dilapidated. I'm afraid it's not a trap.

Both of them looked at each other and saw the vigilance from each other's eyes. But now that they have all stepped here, there is no reason to retreat. Besides, their original task is more dangerous than that of this village.

They found the nearest house with a light on. The door was open. It was quiet inside. It looked like the mouth of a beast. It was wide open, waiting for them to fall into the trap.

Gu Man'er stood in front of the door and said hello politely. There was no response. They were no longer polite and went into the room with vigilance.

The house is in a mess. Even the corner of the wall has fallen a lot of soil. It looks more like a dangerous building. Lu Beiyou still thinks that they won't be so unlucky. Once they enter the house, the house collapses.

Approaching the hall, I saw a white haired old man sitting on a stool, holding a set of dark old clothes in his hand, looking at it with turbid eyes, full of deep feelings.

”Old man, old man.” Lu Beiyou's vigilance was weakened when he saw that he was a declining old man. He stepped forward and gently pushed the old man's arm.

The old man thought that he was disturbed. As soon as he recovered from his memory, he saw two strange men and women break into his house.

The old man was stunned. His eyes blinked, as if they were confused.

Lu Beiyou's eyes to him blinked. His eyes were silent.

And then

”Ah, bandits, Lao Wang, Lao song, help...”