In the middle of the night, the door of a family in Fanjia Village suddenly opened, and a young man quietly touched the door with a shabby cloth bag on his shoulder, and then walked towards the village with a very light and slow pace. This young man is Fan Youwei, a cowherding baby, with his entire net worth in the shabby cloth bag around his waist, two pieces of sewing and mending clothes that have been worn for I don't know how many years, and they have long been out of shape, and a villain book, the story of the Battle of Changbanpo in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", which is the only thing left to him by his father who was beaten to death.

He likes Zhao Zilong in the book and thinks that he is worthy of the word hero, but he never dares to expect that he can become a character like Zhao Zilong, and only hopes that he can be satisfied with such a character once he leads a horse.

Unconsciously, Fan Youwei had already walked outside the City God Temple, the temple door was open, and the lights were reflected from the temple, which was particularly bright in the darkness of the second half of the night.

"Sanqing!" Fan Youwei quietly walked into the City God Temple and found that Sanqing had not slept, he was sitting on a chair staring at the chessboard on the table, as if he was studying the chess game on the chessboard. Fan Youwei glanced at it, the chess game was intricate, and he couldn't understand it at all.

"Come on, let's go!" Sanqing glanced up at Fan Youwei, gently spit out four words, and then jumped off the chair.

Fan Youwei was a little surprised, and always felt that the Sanqing in front of him was a little different, but he couldn't tell what the difference was, so he had to nod.

Sanqing didn't say anything, and walked straight to the door. Fan Youwei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

The two figures walked on the mountain road away from the village and slowly disappeared into the night.

In the Luo family's mansion, Mrs. Luo sat alone on the edge of the bed, thinking a lot. I don't know if he was thinking too much or tired, he suddenly felt dizzy, so he lay down and slowly closed his eyes.

"I'm here to see you off, old man. Old lady Luo closed her eyes, and a familiar voice came from her ears. He slowly opened his eyes and found that Old Liu Tou was standing at the head of his bed for some time, and he immediately got up from the bed.

"Send me?" Old Lady Luo looked at Old Liu Tou suspiciously.

"Well, send you, by the way, a few more nagging, otherwise there really won't be a chance. Old Liu Tou pursed his lips and said, but his eyes always stayed on the bed behind Old Lady Luo.

Old lady Luo saw the clue, he turned his head, followed the line of sight of Lao Liu, and found that there was still a self lying on the bed.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect me to end up like this!" Old Lady Luo actually laughed out loud, with a thick bitterness in his laughter.

"I didn't expect it, how many things in this world can be expected! Let's go, talk while walking, and after a while, the bull head and horse noodles will come, but it will be inconvenient. Old Liu Tou said in a deep voice, Old Lady Luo nodded, and the two old men walked out of the room side by side, walked out of Luo's house, and passed through the wall all the way.

Outside the door, Old Lady Luo stopped, quietly stared at the house where he had been hiding for decades, and then asked, "It seems that you too?"

"Yes, it's dead, if you don't die, you won't die, and there will always be a day when you die!" said Lao Liu with a hippie smile. Then the two of them began to walk towards the head of the village.

"Lao Liu, I've failed you!" The two went out of the village, turned a corner around the City God Temple, and came to the intersection of Huangquan Road, Old Lady Luo stopped and hugged Lao Liu's fist.

"I'm the one who hurt you. Old Liu said with a little guilt.

"Hey, this may be fate, when I was young, I had too many grievances, and now I finally got revenge!" Old Lady Luo said very frankly, and it didn't take long for him to continue: "Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered one thing, the Taoist who saved me in Shanghai back then, do you know?"

"He is my master, it was he who made you and I both come to this Fanjia Village, and it was he who asked me to be sure to hand over the painting to you, he said, everything must have its proper ending, so as not to mess up the origin. Old Liu Tou still said softly.

Old Lady Luo nodded, didn't speak again, he closed his eyes and felt the cool air emanating from the Huangquan Road. Then, he shouted "Let's go!" and strode into Huangquan Road.

Lao Liu Tou just watched quietly, and then suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly: "Lao Luo, in fact, my surname is not Liu, my real name is Chen Hansheng!"

"I know!" Old Lady Luo's faint voice came from Huangquan Road, he did know, because when the Taoist priest who led the old yellow dog saved him, he had said that he had an apprentice named Chen Hansheng.

That year, on that day, a young man surnamed Luo fell on the streets of Shanghai, and then there was a Taoist priest who led the old yellow dog, and I don't know if he happened to pass by, or he came to pick up the young man.

No one knew who the Taoist priest was, and no one knew that the young man surnamed Na Luo had died before the Taoist priest arrived, but many years later, many people knew that there was a man surnamed Luo who went to the beach and killed traitors and lackeys! Just because of the words of the old dog, he waited from the prime to the gray hair.

Now, it seems that this is the end of all the qiē.

Lao Liu saw the old lady Luo, and then turned into an old yellow dog, dragging the lame leg slowly towards the City God Temple.

In the City God Temple, Luo Wencheng was so angry that he smashed almost everything in the temple, but he still didn't find what he wanted. Finally, he shifted his gaze to the locked room, then walked over and kicked the door open without thinking.

Luo Wencheng walked in with a candle in his hand, only to find that the mysterious room was only piled up with some useless and dusty debris.

"Damn, it's an old fox again, what kind of locks are on such rags, what kind of god is pretending to be something!" Luo Wencheng said viciously, then threw the candle on the ground and turned away.

Luo Wencheng was very angry, he felt that he was being played by the old Liu Tou and the old lady, and he was playing a trick.

"To hell with the hell!" Luo Wencheng gritted his teeth, walked to the Buddhist shrine, and pushed it to the statue of the city god, and then left the city god temple and ran towards the back mountain.

The back mountain is still the back mountain, the cliff wall, it is still there, but the cave on the cliff wall has been sealed.

"Looks like you've really set me up, Master!"

Luo Wencheng looked at the cliff, the sky was slightly white, and the rooster in the village crowed for the first time. Luo Wencheng turned around again, he was going to a place, waiting for someone, that place was called Immortal Mountain.

In the early morning of this day, the City God Temple was in flames, and not far away, a lame old yellow dog howled three times in the direction of the City God Temple, and then ran towards the winding mountain road.

The City God Temple was burned to ashes in the fire, and the archway at the entrance of Fanjia Village collapsed.