At that moment just now, Lan Zui wanted to turn around and leave, and even if they didn't look for Sabir for their own death, they had nothing to say. But Kanji's voice is different, and he can't always turn around and leave knowing where the person is. Lan drunk greeted God eighty-eight times in his heart before turning to the direction of Kanji's voice. She listened to Kanji's shout just now, full of joy and excitement, and she didn't know what was worth being happy in this kind of place, so she couldn't help but clench her fists and secretly said to make him happy, and wait until she passed to see how she cleaned him up!

Kanji's voice wasn't far from where they found him missing, but in a different direction entirely. Along the way, the houses and shadows were staggered, and so many strange things happened, even an adult man did not have the courage to walk alone. Rong Shisan couldn't help but sigh at how big this child's heart was, and even smiled and said to Lan Zui that this child has their style of fighting against each other, ambitious, and bold enough to see Qian, and his skills are also flexible, and he may be a good seedling if he cultivates and cultivates. It just so happens that Uncle Zhong is also old, if he doesn't turn back and bring him back to the Lan family, he may be able to have one more right-hand man.

Lan was drunk and angry, snorted coldly when he heard this, and said hatefully: "Forget it, this kind of unlucky child who is not careful, you want you to take it away, I won't rob you." ”

They didn't pull down as they spoke, and went straight to Kanji. After trotting for four or five minutes, he turned a corner along a house, and Lan Zui's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Rong Thirteen was also stunned.

The residential area here is well planned, with alleys half a width for people to walk between the houses, and the gaps between every four rows of houses are widened to form a street that can accommodate horse-drawn carriages. The house they had turned out of was on the side facing the street, but it was different from the other street they had passed through, which was relatively neatly clean, and the clutter had been picked up in small piles. In front of them was a row of smashed horses, and not far from the horses there were several extinguished bonfires, the wood of which was of course scattered everywhere, and the cauldron of the marching army seen on television was turned on its side at the base of the wall, and it was obvious that this was once a cooking camp.

Kanji was holding a torch, topless, and wrapped in a large bag of clothes in his arms. Seeing that Lan Zui and Rong Thirteen arrived first, he was stunned, tightened the things in his arms, and his expression was slightly nervous: "Mine!" You said! ”

You that Kanji is referring to are Rong Thirteen. Previously, Rong 13 said that there were countless gold and silver in the city, and Reyimu and his party could divide the money when they entered, and everyone would get it and count it as their own. Kan Ji Xian took Rong Thirteen's words seriously, for fear that Lan Zui and Rong Thirteen would rob him of the treasure in his arms.

But Lan Zui and Rong Shisan didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, the two of them turned the flashlight in their hands, and looked at the gold and silver ornaments and antiques that were pressed under the wood of the bonfire, by the cauldron, and at the corners of the wall, like garbage being thrown everywhere, and were dumbfounded. "Damn, what's the situation!" This time the distance was short, and the people behind followed him. Rong Jiu poked his head forward and let out a buzzing nose and exclaimed, squeezing between Lan Zui and Rong Thirteen.

Lan Zui and Rong Thirteen are more steady, although they can still maintain their sanity when they see countless treasures everywhere. Lan Zui picked up a hanging agate skewer not far from his feet, and shone it with a flashlight, and found that the color was only medium, not bad, but not a treasure. She picked up another piece of amber pendant, which was also of medium color from the perspective of jade quality and carving, and the gold pieces cast in the shape of a scimitar were of high purity, but there were not many gold knives formed, and more were broken gold and silver and various ornaments worn all over the body.

Kanji's eyes lit up when he saw Sabir following Rong Jiu, and he rushed over in a few steps and handed him the big bag of things in his hand.

Sabir was full of anger, his hand was raised, and he was about to swing it down, but he didn't know what Kanji said, Sabir's face suddenly became very complicated, he took the bag of things, and finally sighed, and his hand fell on Kanji's arm and patted it.

However, Sabir didn't put the bag away, and after a moment of silence, he walked around to Rong Thirteen and handed the package high. In fact, after seeing the anomaly on the side street, Rong Thirteen and Lan Zui had already diverted their attention from Kanji, and Sabir's actions made them baffled.

Seeing that Rong Thirteen and Lan Zui didn't mean to take over, Sabir mistakenly thought that they were still angry about Kanji running around, and hurriedly explained: "We're not good, don't, you're good, I'll give it to you!" After finishing it, he pointed to Kanji and said astringently: "He wants to buy meat for Azu to eat, don't be angry, we don't have the ability." ”

Lan Zui knew that the old man was called Azu on Moke's side, and Lan Zu was stunned, and then he understood why this dead child's eyes were all gone. Now that he knew the reason, Lan Zui was finally stunned by this child, pushed the package back and said lightly: "Since we promised to have your share, we will not regret it." However, you have no way to exchange those antique ornaments for money, so take more gold and silver and go back to melt it for convenience. ”

After saying that, Lan Zui and Rong Thirteen no longer paid attention to Sabir and turned their eyes back to the mess in front of them.

Rong Jiu stood up with a tangled expression after flipping through a few things, if these things on the ground put aside the historical value, they were actually just household utensils at the level of the well-off in ancient times, and many ornaments other than gold and silver were smashed, looking a lot, but they were neither inconvenient to carry nor worth a lot of money, so they were not very attractive to the three of them. What really interests them is the anomalies here, and if there are anomalies, there are clues, and maybe they can find a breakthrough in the current predicament from these identical houses.

Rong Thirteen walked a few steps past a loose pocket, and after a long time, the fabric woven into the pocket had oxidized and blackened. There was a big scratch on one side of the pocket, and the bulging pocket was like a fish with a broken belly, and it was limp on the ground. The contents of the bag leaked out of the breach were all porcelain, and the porcelain depicted men and women in Hufu, which was exactly the style of Beiyan. Rong 13 didn't stay on the porcelain for long, but pulled the hole in the pocket open with his fingers to take a closer look.

The edges of the pocket were uneven, rotten so badly that Rong Thirteen pulled it off with a slight pull. Rong Shisan spread the small piece in the palm of his hand and looked at it, and his face sank.

Lan Zui took the small piece of broken fabric and found that there were still four small holes in the edge of the fabric. Lan Zui thought about it for a while, and gestured with his fingers, and found that the four holes were just enough for four fingers to pass through. "This bag is torn with your bare hands." Seeing Rong Jiu's puzzled face, Rong Shisan explained: "That person □□ this bag with his fingers at that time, and then pulled it to both sides, and directly tore the bag open. "Well, so what?" Rong Jiu still didn't react. "Here," Lan Zui saw that Rong Jiu still didn't understand, so he had to continue to add, "You look at the placement of the rejected horses, and the fact that the Beidi people could bury pots and cook here at that time, all show that this is already a mature encirclement." But if you look at this piece, it is obvious that there was a big battle here at that time, and the Beidi people didn't even care to carry the looted property, indicating that it must have been a fiasco on the Beidi side, and then the Beidi soldiers retreated back along the same road. It is not so easy to regroup and defeat the enemy in a full-fledged encirclement, and it is a hundred times more difficult to fight back before the siege. When Rong Shisan and I first arrived, we thought that this chaos was caused by the Northern Yan people relying on Kemutuo's roots to fight back, but after looking at the remaining traces, we found that it was not, but artificial. "What about artificiality? It's not difficult to raise a few martial arts masters in a city. Rong Jiu was quite unimpressed by Rong Shisan's worries and Lan Zui, "You guys are too careful, even a master like Dugu is now dead with only a bunch of bones, this is not a good feng shui place, you can't raise zombies, you are afraid that they will jump out and slap you with two palms when the time comes." ”

Rong Shisan shook his head, no longer talking nonsense with Rong Jiu, and glanced at Lan Zui, but they both saw lingering doubts in each other's eyes.

Assuming that it is really the master of Beiyan who breaks out of the encirclement as the last barrier in this city, with this strength, why don't the Beiyan people fight back when the Beidi people break through the defense line, and wait until they fall into the desperate situation of the encirclement? If the remnants of the Beiyan soldiers at that time broke through the encirclement of Beidi, and even turned defeat into victory and drove the enemy out of the city, why would they let their homeland be so messy and untidy? With the legendary importance of this immortal city in Northern Yan, could it be that they won the battle at that time and just abandoned this city and transferred it to another place, never caring again?

In addition, what worries Rong 13 and Lan Zui is the finger marks left on this pocket. Modern military supplies are known for being strong, in fact, in ancient times, the same is true, the material used in the army may not be the best, but it must be the most solid. At first glance, the volume of this bag is used to hold large things, and the fact that the Beidi people will fill this bag so much means that the bag must be very strong, and it is definitely not something that can be torn like this casually. As for the martial arts master Yunyun that Rong Jiu said, the two of them don't think that there is really such a stupidity, but they don't use swords and guns in the thousands of armies, but fight the world with two fists with their bare hands. Although those iron sand palms really exist, no matter how powerful they are, they are only real knives and guns.

This contradiction everywhere makes the two of them unable to figure it out. Lan Zui stood with his head in his hands for a while, but he still couldn't figure out a thought, so he simply didn't want to. Indeed, from the perspective of the great feng shui, Rong Jiu is right, this city neither gathers wind nor water, let alone the kind of yin cave in the tomb of Jun Yihuang, otherwise this city would have been entrenched in the shadow for a long time, how could it be so clean and tidy except for a strange tree?