Before that, Wang Chuan already knew that Mrs. Fu's family was unfortunate and was destroyed. It was precisely because of this that he sent Mrs. Fu to Zuojiazhuang to join relatives.

The one who wiped out the old lady Fu's home in Xiliang Hanhai Fushan Village was the old man who was not named.

The old man of the blood carving came for revenge, and the Fushan Village of Xiliang Hanhai was destroyed, it seems that the old lady Fu's hometown is not the enemy of the old man of the blood carving, and it has a lot to do with the old man of the blood carving. So now that I think about it carefully, Diao Buming is going back and forth in circles in the Xiliang realm, trying in vain to get rid of the officials of the six doors to do something, it is very likely that he wants to do Zuojiazhuang.

"Zuojiazhuang! Maybe we should go to Zuojiazhuang! ”

Wang Chuan said busily. Although he hates trouble, and when he encounters anything, he likes to stay away, and he can hide as far as he can, but at the moment, after all, human life is at stake, and the target of his guess, Zuojiazhuang, is also his destination, he can't escape, he must say his guess, "Zuojiazhuang is a relative of Hanhai Fushanzhuang, and Hanhai Fushanzhuang was destroyed by the old man of the blood carving." That Diao Buming was going back and forth in circles around this territory, obviously trying to do something - Zuojiazhuang was probably his target! ”

"I see."

Long Zhutou nodded, didn't have time to think about it, and said, "In that case, let's hurry to Zuojiazhuang." ”

Everyone agreed, said no more, and galloped wildly. Mrs. Fu threw off her horsewhip and ran to the front of the line. The old woman with dementia and amnesia had no idea what was going on in his own house or what was going to happen to his relatives, and was just riding a horse and binge. Wang Chuan had to speed up to catch up and stabilize the old man.

The fast horse whipped away for a long time, and Zuojiazhuang was close at hand.

Mrs. Fu's family seems to be the Xiliang clan, not to mention the name of Hanhai Fushanzhuang, but this Zuojiazhuang occupies a large area of the best land, backed by green mountains, surrounded by Qinghe, with vigorous vegetation and fertile land. The soil under the snow that has not yet melted is nourished, and now it is impossible to say that it will be nourished by blood, and next year will definitely be another good year.

- If there is anyone who sows seeds.

It was almost noon, and the sun was slightly warmer, neutralizing the cold wind and giving people a warm feeling. Wang Chuan and his colleagues from the Six Doors ate dry food on the horse, swallowed the water, and stepped to the front of Zuojiazhuang Gate.

In the winter, when there is no farming, there are few people outside the estate. The gate of Zhuangzi was also closed, and the two lanterns in front of the door had not been cleaned up for a long time, stained with dust, and there was still snow piled up on the top. Wang Chuan saw from a distance a person sitting cross-legged in front of Zhuangzi's door.

The man had his back to Wang Chuan and the others, with a tall figure on his back, and his hair, which had not been washed for a long time, was scattered haphazardly, shining greasy in the sun. Not far from the man, a big red horse was leisurely wagging its tail.

These two people seem to be so incongruous with everything around Zuojiazhuang, as if the paintings with different styles are cut and pieced together.

The man sat cross-legged, nibbling on dry food. He picked up the jug and took a sip of water. The dragon catcher next to Wang Chuan and the others saw that person clearly, and suddenly drew their swords one after another. Wang Chuan even heard the sound of "staggering, staggering", and wondered what was going on, and saw that the man suddenly threw the leather pot aside, turned over and jumped up, and galloped on the horse.

In an instant, Wang Chuan had already thought of the identity of that person.

- The old man of the blood eagle is nameless!

Who else could he have?

"Catch up with him!"

The dragon catcher snorted and chased after the horse. The dragon catcher led his subordinates to hit their horses one after another.

The old man with the blood carving was chased, ran out for a ride, and had time to look back. Only then did Wang Chuan notice Diao's nameless appearance. This person really looked like his nickname, his face was flustered, his wrinkles were raised, and he looked very old.

Diao Buming's gaze crossed the dragon catcher and the others, and looked at Wang Chuan and Old Lady Fu. Seeing Mrs. Fu, Diao Buming's face suddenly changed. Wang Chuan caught Diao's nameless eyes in an instant.

The eyes were sharp and fierce, as if there were countless sharp blades shooting out, trying to shoot Old Lady Fu to death.

- He recognized Mrs. Fu!

What did this old lady do to Diao Buming before?

The gossip in Wang Chuan's heart flickered.

Seeing that the six doors were about to catch up, Diao Buming glanced deeply at Mrs. Fu, pulled the reins, and whipped away. The horse under his crotch was abnormal, and in an instant, he ran far away, and he had distanced himself from the six doors.

No wonder he can throw off his colleagues in the Six Doors and go around in circles in the Xiliang Realm, with such a good horse, why can't he run away?

But even if they can't catch up, their colleagues at Six Doors still have to chase after them. That's where they do.

"Wang Chuan, you stay and take care of that old woman."

The head of the dragon hunt did not reply and instructed Wang Chuan, throwing a bamboo tube back, "Take the cloud piercing arrow, watch Zuojiazhuang, and warn if the situation is not right." ”

Wang Chuan raised his hand to catch the bamboo tube and did not respond. He silently turned his head and glanced at Mrs. Fu. The old man, whose past was unknown, was still ignorant, not knowing that he had fallen into a whirlpool. also involved a small catcher who escorted her all the way.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon catcher and his party had already chased the old man Diao Buming and disappeared from sight. Wang Chuan asked Mrs. Fu to step forward together and knocked on the door of Zuojiazhuang.

The heavy wooden door, soaked in snow, emits a strong damp smell. Wang Chuan stretched out his hand and knocked on it, and the sound of "knock knock" on the door was muffled. The cold winter froze everyone to the point of slackening, and it was a long time before someone came to open the door.

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and the people behind it seemed to be struggling, "snorting and panting."

"Who's it, it's cold...... Knock on what door? ”

The man held on to the door and gasped for breath for a moment before he spoke and looked up to see who was outside the door. When he saw Mrs. Fu, he was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "Grandma Fu, why are you here?!" Are you okay? ”

Wang Chuan's eyebrows were slightly curled. The story of Hanhai Fushanzhuang has spread, and Mrs. Fu is in Hanhai Fushanzhuang, and in Zuojiazhuang's opinion, she must have died along with the tragedy. Now that it is here, no one can help but be shocked.

Mrs. Fu didn't understand the man's words, but when she saw the man asking her if she was okay, the boss was upset and said angrily: "Bah! You monkey can't speak, I come to the Buddha Shakyamuni to slap you to death, the magic power is so vast, you actually asked me if there is anything wrong? ”

The man opened his mouth, overwhelmed. Wang Chuan was secretly speechless, this old woman said that she has a bad memory, she even remembers the common name clearly. She was still playing the Monkey King just now, why did she become a Buddha again after a while?

The old woman still plans to play two roles?