Because yesterday I was in a hurry. In the evening. Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er didn't find a place to stay. In desperation, they could only find a relatively clean cave nearby and nest for a night. Early the next morning. The two of them continued on their way.

"Luo'er. Do you know where the bandits are hiding?" How did Lan Ling'er think that the two of them were looking for it in such a panic now. It is estimated that it will be difficult to find it for a year.

"I don't know." Han Xiluo replied bluntly.

Lan Ling'er is full of black lines.

"So where are we going now?"

"As far as I know. The bandits are usually on the border of the Northern Underworld. The most recent robbery should have been in a place called Fushou Town in the Northern Underworld. As soon as we found that town. I'm sure you'll be able to find some clues."

"Fushou Town." Lan Ling'er suddenly felt that this place name was so familiar.

"How. You've been." Han Xiluo heard the strangeness in her tone. It didn't stop though. But the head was turned to her side.

"I always feel familiar." Lan Ling'er frowned and was trying to remember something.

"Ahh I see." Lan Ling'er's eyes suddenly shone brightly.

Han Xiluo was really taken aback by her surprise. Rolling his eyes helplessly. Keep waiting for her next.

"Fushou Town is the place where Saint Lingxiao lived before he fell off the cliff. I remember him telling me. At that time, he was living in a peasant family called Chunsheng. They also have a little boy about three or four years old. It's called a small pillar."

"Not bad, not bad. Since there are acquaintances. It's much easier to do." Han Xiluo said with a shrewd face.

"But I haven't seen them. I don't know them either." Lan Ling'er suddenly changed her words. The emotions that were originally a little excited seemed a little depressed at this time.

"It doesn't matter. As long as they remember that such a person had lived in their house. According to the temper of the saint Lingxiao. Surely it will not be treated badly. So if we say it's a friend of Saint Lingxiao. Then I guess they won't embarrass us."

"Forget it. Let's get there first. You said that the bandits just ransacked it not long ago. I'm really worried." Lan Ling'er became a little uneasy.

By what she said. Han Xiluo also suddenly felt that something was wrong. So the two of them quickened their pace. Walk in the direction of Fushou Town. Of course. If you want to ask them how do they know the location of this Fushou Town? They would surely look at the person asking with disdain. Then he said very disdainfully. Haven't you heard the wise saying that the road is on your lips?

After saying goodbye to Saint Lingxiao and Situ Mujin. Nangong Liye walked aimlessly in the direction of the Northern Underworld. You must know since Han Xiluo's disappearance. North Minghao appears on the edge of the cliff every year. Slowly. The big guys are all mixed up. Naturally, they have become close friends who talk about everything. Sometimes Bei Minghao will stay with him for a while at the place where he lives.

"Master." A cold-blooded voice suddenly came from the air. Then his figure appeared in front of Nangong Liye.

"Say."

"It's within a radius of ten miles. And there wasn't a single figure. According to our nearest town there are still fifty miles away. It's called Fushou Town. However, I heard that this town was ransacked by a group of unknown robbers not long ago."

"Fushou Town." Nangong Liye muttered.

"Master. Are we going?"

"How far is it to the capital of the Northern Underworld?"

"One hundred and sixty miles."

Nangong Liye was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Go directly to the capital city of the North Underworld."

"Yes." The cold-blooded leader vanished into the air.

Some time. Some people. It's always passing by inadvertently. Fushou Town. They are destined to never see each other.

Because there is spiritual power to protect the body. Although there is no martial arts. But the rush along the way will not make Han Xiluo feel extremely tired.

It's starting to get dark again. Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er finally stopped. Because it's not far away. The big three words of Fushou Town came into their eyes.

"It's finally here." Han Xiluo exhaled heavily. Then take off the kettle around your waist. Gully drank most of the pot of water.

Lan Ling'er also took off her own kettle. I took a big gulp of water.

Hang the kettle back on your waist. Han Xiluo turned his head and said, "Let's go. Look at this distance. Estimated in another half an hour. We'll be able to get there. Try to be able to get into town before dark."

"Hmm." Lan Ling'er responded. Then follow in her footsteps. The two hurried forward again.

Just when they got to the front of town. But I found that the town of Fushou in front of me was in a mess. The streets are littered with scattered items. The house is also somewhat dilapidated. It's not because of age. It's man-made destruction.

The hearts of the two of them suddenly cooled in half. No way. Robbery won't wipe out the whole village.

The two looked at each other. Then slowly walked into the seemingly deserted Fushou Town.

"Hey. Anyone?" Han Xiluo's voice echoed in this empty street. It's a bit oozing to listen to.

"Is there anyone else?" Lan Ling'er also asked.

The two of you shouted like this, one sentence at a time. As a result, half a day passed. But no one answered them.

"Looks like the people in this village are gone." Han Xiluo said with some heaviness.

"It doesn't look like the whole village has been slaughtered. We've been in for so long. No visible blood stains were seen. I didn't smell the pungent smell of blood. So they should be scared too. So the family moved out of here." Lan Ling'er analyzed carefully.

"I was hoping to find some clues here. I didn't expect it to become a deserted town. Alas." Han Xiluo sighed helplessly. Then he said, "Forget it. Let's find a place to stay. When it dawns tomorrow, we'll look carefully to see if there are any clues."

"That's all there is to it." Lan Ling'er also looked a little helpless.

And yet at this very moment. A small figure quickly flashed in from the corner of the street.

"Someone." Han Xiluo suddenly exclaimed. chased in the direction of the figure just now. And Lan Ling'er herself has learned martial arts. So when she saw the figure too. I've flown to it. In the next moment, the little figure was intercepted.

It was a kid who looked like he was only eleven or twelve years old. I saw Lan Ling'er suddenly appearing in front of me. The boy's eyes were full of horror. But even so. Lan Ling'er still found the fearless courage beneath his terrified exterior.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you." For the convenience of travel. Lan Ling'er was wearing a hat and a veil at this time. In this somewhat dim situation. It's a bit infiltrating.

The boy was still staring at Lan Ling'er. A look of vigilance.

"Holy. You kid. Ran pretty fast. I'm tired of chasing me." Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind her. The boy immediately leaned against the wall alertly. He looked at the two women in front of him from side to side.

"Don't be afraid. We're not bad people." Han Xiluo finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said with concern, "Why are you alone?" Maybe it's the nature of being a mother. I saw that there was a little boy in the deserted town. Han Xiluo was sad for a while.

But the little boy was still watching them warily. Not a word.

Lan Ling'er thought for a moment. Then he asked softly, "Little friend. You really don't have to be afraid. We came to Fushou Town. I'm here to find relatives."

Han Xiluo heard this. Instantly understood what Lan Ling'er meant. Then he said, "yes. We've just gotten here. I found that the town was empty. I don't know what's going on. Our relatives are still away." Han Xiluo said with a worried face.

"Are you from Fushou Town?" Lan Ling'er asked.

The little boy just watched them quietly. Although I don't have the same fear as before. But he was still unusually wary.

"Then do you know that there is a man named Chunsheng in this town?"

As soon as I heard the word Chunsheng. The little boy in front of him trembled visibly. Then he began to look them up and down in front of him. Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er looked at each other and smiled. It seems that this boy really knows the man named Chunsheng.

"They also have a child. It's called a small pillar. I guess I'm about the same age as you." Lan Ling'er continued to coax.

Then. The boy in front of him finally opened his mouth slightly. Then he timidly asked, "You guys. Who are you. How do you know about Chunsheng and Xiaozhu's?"

Han Xiluo couldn't help but be overjoyed. Finally spoke.

"That's right. It should have been nine years ago. There used to be a very good-looking man who used to live in Chunsheng's house. And she." Han Xiluo pointed to Lan Ling'er on the side. Then he said, "She is the man's wife. It was the man who told us that."

The little boy heard this. Turning his gaze to Lan Ling'er. Then he asked suspiciously, "Brother Xiao is your father-in-law."

"You know him." Lan Ling'er couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"I. I'm the little pillar." The boy finally let his guard down.

"What. You're the little pillar." Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er were a little stunned. Here's what's going on. The only living person seen in Fushou Town. It turned out to be the son of the farmer they were looking for.

"yes." Xiaozhu nodded. He looked at them with a determined face.

"What about your father."

I asked about his parents. The little pillar immediately lowered his head. Tears began to fall to the ground.

Han Xiluo knew that he was a little anxious about what he was asking. Hurriedly comforted him: "Good. Don't cry. Such. Where do you live now? Let's take my sister to where you live first."

Wenyan. The little pillar raised its head. Wiped away tears. Then he said, "Come with me." I'm still living in my old home." While saying. While turning around and walking in the direction of home.

Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er glanced at each other silently. Then he quietly followed behind the little pillar.

Because of the sack of the mountain bandits. By this time his home was in disarray. Only the bed in the back room was a little neater.

"Neither sister has eaten yet. You'll wait. I'll cook something for you to eat." Maybe it was because their arrival had dispelled the fear in his heart. Xiao Zhu said with some joy. Then he carefully took out a few potatoes from his bosom, which were already a little shriveled.

"You'll just eat this." Dim candlelight. Han Xiluo saw the potato he was holding in his hand. Asked in some surprise.

"Not necessarily. Find what to eat. I found bacon the other day. But I've eaten it all. I've been looking for most of the day today. Just find these potatoes." Xiao Zhu said. While setting up the pot in the house. Then light a fire with straw. I put some dry wood under the pot. His movements are so skillful and coherent. It seems that the sentence that the poor man's child is in charge of the house is indeed correct.

"No need to boil potatoes. Sister has something to eat here. You can boil some hot water in a pot." Lan Ling'er said distressedly. Then they took out the dry food they had brought with them from their baggage. And beef. Chicken feet. Pastries and many other things to eat. No way. In modern times. Lan Ling'er is a foodie. So no matter where you go. She must not treat herself badly.

"This. So much to eat." The little pillar kept swallowing.

"Go eat. Sister is here to boil water." Han Xiluo smiled lightly at him. Then he took him to Lan Ling'er and sat down. He got up and poured the water that had been set aside by the small pillar into the pot.

Xiao Zhu took a piece of flatbread and beef that Lan Ling'er handed him. If you don't want to say anything, you will put it in your mouth. Stuffed all over the mouth. It turned out to be too urgent. Choked. Lan Ling'er hurriedly took out the kettle. Let him take a few sips of water. I slowly swallowed everything in my mouth. I just swallowed it. Here he started to stuff it into his mouth again. Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er on the side looked at him helplessly. He kept saying, "Eat slowly. There is no hurry. It's all for you to eat." Lan Ling'er also patted him on the back from time to time. I'm afraid he'll choke on it again.

This scene. couldn't help but remind Han Xiluo of his precious son's miracle again. Suddenly the mood sank to the bottom again. Look at the flames burning in front of you. Marvel. You okay. My mother misses you so much.