Shangli, one of the top ten ancient towns in southwest China, is located about 20 kilometers north of Yucheng.

The scenery here is charming, the historical relics are abundant, and it is an important post station for the Linqiong ancient road to enter the rain city in the past.

It was also a place where merchants gathered, and still retains many buildings of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

On this day, on the dirt road from Yucheng to Lili, a yellow van is slowly coming, this kind of car is small and slow, and the locals call it "yellow worm".

The car was packed with people, about sixteen or seventeen, which was far more than the rated capacity.

At this time, it was noon, just after lunch, and the temperature was high without air conditioning in the car, most of the passengers were drowsy.

There are also people who are awake, and curse the black-hearted driver from time to time as the body bumps.

In a chair in a corner of the car, a teenager leaned on his shoulder bag on his chest, staring out the window, not knowing what was on his mind.

The young man had a delicate face, a straight nose, and a gleam of essence in his eyes from time to time.

If there is a martial artist in the car, then you will definitely find that this young man is also a martial artist.

This young man is none other than Nie Feng.

How he escaped from the fire, Nie Feng can't remember clearly, but vaguely remembers that he climbed out of the fire at that time, climbed to the Huansha River, and then rolled into the river......

Later, I woke up and was in Hu Yidao's clinic.

After lying in bed for three days, he recovered, thanks to the large amount of vitality absorbed at that time, which kept repairing his body, so that he was not severely injured.

In the evening of the same day, Nie Feng was accompanied by Hu Yidao and came to his old house.

Seeing a ruin, this resolute young man left tears for the first time, but he didn't make a sound, just turned his back and quietly wiped away his tears.

Old man Hu saw it from the side, and he didn't dissuade him, he knew that this young man's hatred had flourished and taken deep roots in his heart.

I returned to the clinic that night and was speechless.

At the end of the day, it was raining heavily.

Nie Feng finished breathing and breathing, and continued to practice the art of forging flesh and bones;

At the second watch, the bones of the whole body crackled, and the muscles kept trembling.

A cold meaning rises from the spring point on the bottom of the foot, and rushes straight to Baihui!

In the sound of wind and rain, Nie Feng jumped up to the tall building, forging flesh and bones to climb a weight!

......

On the third day of the accident, the big gold chain seemed to evaporate from the world, and his figure could no longer be found in Jinjiang City.

A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, no matter how anxious it is, it will not help.

Hu Yidao patted the young man on the shoulder and gently advised, letting the young man understand that with his current strength, what if he found an enemy?

And there are already warriors around the other party, and it is not half dead when he finds it.

This hatred must be slowly plotted, and it must be accelerated to improve its strength.

Hatred put aside for the time being, Nie Feng remembered many people and things, grandmother, big gold chain, fat man, Wen Xiaobing and many picture clips.

I also thought of Wan Xian'er, the gentle words, the resolute eyes, and the curling flames......

Many times, Nie Feng quickly cut off the other party's shadow as long as he flashed in his mind, he just wanted to bury that memory deep in his heart.

Ay.

The mobile phone was also destroyed in that fire, and Nie Feng went to the mall to buy a copycat machine to restore the original calling card.

When I opened my phone, I saw a lot of unread messages, one of which was actually sent by Wan Xian'er, and the time was the day after the fire.

This is a location information that shows that the other party is in Shangli Ancient Town, which is more than 300 kilometers away from Jinjiang City.

Nie Feng didn't know why Wan Xian'er sent this location information, did she want to tell herself that she was in the ancient town?

Why is she in Shangli Ancient Town, is she alone?

How did she know she had survived the raging fire?

Nie Feng hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed the other party's number, only to find that the other party had turned off the phone.

When he called Wan Xian'er's dormitory, the person who answered the phone didn't know Nie Feng, and the other party told him that Wan Xian'er hadn't come to school for three days.

Nie Feng was anxious, he wanted to determine whether Wan Xian'er was in the hands of the big gold chain.

For all these reasons, Nie Feng simply packed his luggage and sat in the car.

......

Due to the large-scale road construction along the way, there are many potholes on the road, and the small yellow car bumps badly from time to time.

Nie Feng originally called a taxi to go, but the other party's asking price was too high, so he squeezed into the van, and it was only a few dozen yuan for one trip, and the time was not long delayed.

When I first saw the text message, I was eager to see each other, but as the ancient town got closer and closer, people slowly calmed down, and some moods still needed to be sorted out.

It's summer, and the trees on both sides are lush and lush.

Looking out of the car window, the verdant road swept backwards, and Nie Feng fell into deep thought.

Scenes flashed in front of me like scenery outside the car window:

The beautiful long hair, the picturesque face, the tinkling and laughter, and the cold cigarette butts, the determination and sadness in the fire......

Getting closer and closer to Shangli Ancient Town, at this time, Nie Feng's heart was like tea leaves that had just been filled with boiling water, churning up and down in the cup in his chest, eagerly hoping that time would be faster, faster;

Reason, on the other hand, is like a piece of cold ice in a cup, lowering the temperature of eagerness, and a voice admonishing itself to slow down, to slow down......

When they met, they might hug each other and cry, or they might be speechless.

Just thinking about it, suddenly the car braked suddenly, and the passengers in the car suddenly turned on their backs.

"I'll your ancestors!" the driver scolded, pushing the door and jumping out.

It turned out that the van hit an old farmer who was carrying vegetables.

This is an old man in his fifties, wearing a broken straw hat on his head, his hair exposed to the brim of the hat has been gray, his face is simple and honest, and his face is purple and red, which is quite bright.

Just now, because the driver braked urgently, he didn't touch him, and the other party was standing in front of the car at this time, stupidly a little overwhelmed.

"You don't have fucking eyes when you walk!" the driver stomped on the greens scattered on the ground.

The driver grabbed the other party's collar and dragged the old farmer from the middle of the road to the side of the road, "What to say, how to say, the car was crashed, you have to compensate!"

The driver was an old boy, knowing that the traffic police were coming, and the responsibility must be on his side, so he preemptively used his momentum to suppress the old farmer.

This old farmer really wants to be stalked, or lie on the ground, not to mention anything else, as soon as the traffic police come, his car is seriously overloaded, and he and his driver's license have to be collected.

Everyone got out of the car one after another, accusing the old farmer of walking carelessly and almost causing a catastrophe.

In fact, everyone knows that when things get bigger, the traffic police are coming, and the car can't be sitting.

People are just very strange, just now a group of passengers were still dissatisfied with the driver, and even had a little slander, but when their own interests were involved, they quickly formed a united front.

"Forget it, the old man didn't mean it, and he didn't cause much damage to the car, forget it. "The people dug a pit together.

"Count it! This car crashed, and I have to pay for it myself!" The driver took advantage of the momentum and wanted to play the trick deeper, raised his foot, and prepared to kick another basket of vegetables over.

"Okay, don't go too far!" Nie Feng said coldly on the side, he was precocious, and he could see through the tricks of these people at a glance.

"I rely on ......" The driver was just about to scold, if he wants to be a traitor, do you want to take the car?

But as soon as he saw Nie Feng's sharp eyes, he was so frightened that he choked back into his stomach.

Under the surprised attention of a group of passengers, Nie Feng bent down to help the old farmer pick up the vegetables, put them into a basket, and then got into the car to pick up the shoulder bag and drove away.

The road is different, let alone riding in the car together.

The little bread started again, and when he passed by Nie Feng's side, the driver poked his head out and cursed in a low voice, "Neurotic!"

Deliberately long press the horn to kick up dust all the way!

Nie Feng wrinkled his nose, and saw that after the van ran dozens of meters, his whole body suddenly flowed, and he took three steps and two steps, and quickly approached the car!

At this time, Nie Feng was already a beginner-level elite warrior, and his strength, speed, and physique surpassed ordinary people.

I saw him catch up with the van, grab the iron bracket of the rearview mirror with one hand, and twist it slightly, and pull the rearview mirror off!

The whole car fell into a frenzy.

Ahh