"The silver is scattered, and good luck comes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

On the streets, there is a great flow of people, and everyone exchanges silver for what they need to eat and wear. What the sun sees is this, what the sun does not see is more silver for more things, and most of this is full of blood.

Such a so-called peace will always be broken by a baby's cry, and then it will be shattered by thousands of troops, and finally become a history in the history books that has been revised thousands of times.

A piece of desolation will always be built with buildings, and a piece of prosperity will always be lonely. When Duan He passed through that prosperous place and arrived at that once prosperous place, he found that this place had long since become a ruin.

There was a person who passed by Duan He's side under a guise with the words 'Marriage in Destiny' written on the banner

Duan He drew his sword and stood in front of the man.

"Where's the Drunkard Building?" The tip of Duan He's sword suddenly pressed into that person's nose.

"Hero..." The man was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, crying loudly: "Hero, it is not my fault that Widow Zhang seduced me first." I'm getting old, if she hadn't taken the initiative, I wouldn't have the heart and the strength. ”

"I'm here to tell fortunes." Duan He's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the tip of the sword was raised, and the guise of fate was picked up and flew into the sky, and it fell steadily into Duan He's hands.

"Help me figure out where the drunkard building is." Duan He said it again.

The man raised his head tremblingly, his face covered with cold sweat and tears. The already dirty face was washed down by the water, and the cold wind blew it and covered it tightly on the face, looking like a black face that had been half removed after singing on the stage.

"Drunkard Building, Drunkard Building..." The man stood up with some strength, and took out a book from his bosom, and then took out a few stones and a pair of boards.

Duan He couldn't understand how the man calculated, so he simply waited on the side, but the sword in his hand was held up and never put down. The man wiped his sweat as he counted, and the book was eroded by sweat and teared out one hole after another.

After turning over for a long time, the man's expression suddenly froze, and his whole body was no longer trembling because of fear. He raised his head and looked at Duan He, and there was a little arrogance between his eyebrows.

"Hero, if there is only this one drunkard building, I can't figure out where it is, so it's better to find someone to ask for directions. If there is any other news, I can figure out where this thing is. ”

"Nope." Duan He's answer was crisp.

The man was like a ball deflated, and suddenly lowered his head and continued to flip through the book, and the cold sweat on his face began to flow again.

"I've figured it out... This drunkard building must have experienced a catastrophe many years ago, and has since disappeared from this land. Don't look for the hero. His voice was almost locked together as he answered, and such a seemingly perfunctory answer was actually the result of his actual calculations.

After hearing this, Duan He shook his head and sighed, the sword in his hand hung down, and the man breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his face. I don't know how long he hasn't washed his face, but after being washed by this sweat, his whole face looks much whiter, and he looks much more energetic than just now. It's not like a street vendor, but more like a mature and steady teacher.

"Oh, I'll look for it then." Duan He didn't want to embarrass him, and put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard.

The four big words "fate and marriage" rose with the wind again, and then fell to the man's side. The one took it, and wrapped some loose silver in the flag, and hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him.

It's just that at this time, He has already exerted his position and disappeared.

"In this world, why are there so many strange people." The man let out a long sigh.

Before he could finish his sigh, another person suddenly came next to him, also holding a long sword in his hand and the same clothes.

"You?" Before he could finish speaking, the man's head had already hit the ground.

The autumn wind was whining, and a burst of blood gushed out, blown by the wind, and sprinkled all over a quiet street.

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"If this drunkard building is gone, then it won't work, what he wants is the things of this drunkard building."

Duan He found a restaurant and ordered some food to eat, he was very attentive to what he promised, even if he was eating, he never forgot it.

A few taels of broken silver, if you save it, you can indeed use it for more than a month. But Duan He had just spent most of it in order to calculate where that drunkard was, and then he had another meal, and seeing that there was only a small piece of silver left, he could only exchange it for two dishes and a bowl of mutton soup.

Take a few big sips of wine - Duan He usually doesn't drink alcohol, unless he is worried or happy. At this time, the wine is naturally not for pleasure, and it is difficult to find this drunkard Lou.

I don't know if it's because of this, maybe there are still a lot of worries bothering him. Duan He drank a lot of wine, so much so that in front of his eyes, except for the pitiful plate of dishes, the rest were empty wine jugs. I hadn't drunk for too long, and Duan He's alcohol consumption itself was not very high, so I only felt a little dizzy at this time, and the heavens and the earth were spinning.

After finishing the meal in front of him, Duan He walked out of the tavern with a pot of wine. As soon as he left the tavern, he ran into a man who asked for food, with gray hair and tattered clothes, and shivering in the cold wind with a broken bowl in his hand.

Duan He didn't think much about it, the last piece of silver left in his hand fell into the bowl that asked for rice, and the last pot of wine in his hand was also placed in front of him.

After doing all this, the cold wind suddenly screamed. Duan He was blown by this wind for a long time, and finally woke up from his wine.

The money is gone, and the wine is gone.

The head still hurts a little, and drinking is a taboo for chivalrous people. This is no better than fighting on the battlefield, fighting is all skillful work, if a slow reaction is difficult to protect himself.

"If I meet a master at this time, I will die." Duan He looked up to the sky and laughed.

As soon as he finished laughing, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, who was the same height and dressed as Duan He, and even the sword in his hand was about the same.

Drunk, but Duan He still recognized him.

"Didn't I say that? I don't need protection. Duan He shook his hand.

"But Duan Shaoxia is like this now, if someone harms him, how can he have the power to fight back?" The man sighed.

"Haha, even if I Duan He drinks a few more wines, there are few people in this world who are my opponents." Duan He laughed wildly again, and his drunken nature gushed out wantonly.

"Really?" The man's voice suddenly tightened.

Immediately afterwards, Duan He only felt the cold wind howling in front of him, and a cold light came straight towards him. I can't see it clearly, but my body has already responded. Duan He dodged to the side, and the sword was missed.

"You..." Duan He looked at the man, but before he could say a word, another sword seat came. Duan He parried left and right, only to feel that the person's speed was getting faster and faster, but Duan He's moves were scattered, and he had no power to fight back.

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