Wuli Town is located at the junction of Yunxia County and Nanhai County, located in a small plain eighty miles north of Beisanshan Mountain, surrounded by more than a dozen small soil mountains less than 100 zhang, although it is a town, but the population is more than 10,000, in this wilderness, it is really surprising that a town of this scale can have this scale. However, because the town is located at the junction of the two counties and is located on the edge of the east-west trade route, there are frequent merchants coming and going, and the development of the town is quite prosperous.

Duan Feng's team camped on a small hill ten miles outside Wuli Town, which was condescending, easy to observe the surroundings, and also conducive to defense, and then sent people to Wuli Town to replenish food supplies.

Along the way, Duan Feng had been thinking about the desire spirit and those teams who died in the North Three Mountains, and he was even more confused about the death of the old man who suddenly stopped attacking him at the end, he couldn't understand what the connection was between all this, but he could vaguely feel that there must be a huge conspiracy behind this, and what worried him even more was that this conspiracy seemed to have something to do with him.

"Brother Han, what do you think?" Duan Feng turned to Han Qing.

"According to what you said, the Lust had the ability and the opportunity to kill you at the time, but it eventually stopped its action, are you sure there was no one else around at the time?"

"Surely there is no one else. Duan Feng's tone was not sure, but he really didn't see the existence of the others.

"Maybe they don't want you dead. ”

"What?"

"Maybe they think you're still useful. ”

"What do you mean?"

Han Qing shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't know, maybe we'll figure it out later." ”

That night, Duan Feng and Han Qing had nothing to do, and after inspecting the escorted goods, they left the barracks and went to Wuli Town to hang out. The streets of Wuli Town are lined with shops, and even though it is night, there is still an endless stream of pedestrians on the streets, and the shops on both sides are brightly lit, which fully reflects the prosperity that the business road should have.

The two walked to a slightly quiet tea shop, where a few porters and merchants were resting, and the sound of two women singing in the tea house was softly heard on the street.

The two of them found a place near the window and sat down, curious to observe the view of the street of the observer. Duan Feng sighed: "I didn't expect that there would be such a prosperous town in this wilderness. ”

Han Qing said: "Yes, all the way, there are some desolate scenes, and it is really not easy to be so prosperous here." ”

At this time, the owner of the tea shop heard the conversation between the two, and came up with great interest, and said, "Presumably, the two guest officers don't come here often, right?"

Duan Feng asked, "Why did the store say this?"

The owner of the tea shop smiled and said, "Listening to the conversation between the two just now, you know that the two of you don't take this path very much. ”

"We only pass by occasionally, and we really haven't been here before. ”

The boss hey Yile and said: "That's it, people who often pass by here will know that this is not prosperous." In the past, it was much more lively than here, and there was an endless stream of motorcades coming and going at night. Now here, there are all businessmen doing small business, although there are a lot of people, but they are all petty fights, and they are not at all concerned with the previous situation. ”

Duan Feng was a little surprised after hearing this, and said, "I see that there are people coming and going on this street, and this place is located on a business road, so there should be no shortage of customers, right?

When the boss heard this, he immediately became interested, and simply sat opposite Duan Feng, and said: "The current business is all small business, in the past, this was a traffic artery, and the convoy of iron ore from Black Mountain to Yunjian City was endless, so it was called a big business!"

Duan Feng smiled and said, "As far as I know, if you want to transport black iron ore from Black Mountain to Cloud City now, you have to pass through here, right?"

The boss pouted, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, it's true that I've passed here, but the amount is getting smaller and smaller, I used to make almost two trips a day, but now it's good to have one trip every two days." Strange to say, in the past, the small merchants here were all for those large convoys of ore transport, but now the convoy is getting fewer and fewer, but there are more and more of these small merchants, you say strange is not strange. ”

Duan Feng asked, "How can this be?"

The boss said: "That's right, who did you say those small merchants sell their things to? Have you seen it, my small tea shop used to be overcrowded, but now if you look at it again, there are not many people at all, and I plan to move out in two days!"

"But it looks like your streets here are pretty lively. ”

"Lively? You are taking a closer look, although there are quite a lot of people on the street, but are there any people who buy things?"

At this time, the wind found that although there were many shops on both sides of the street, and the crowd on the street was bustling, as the shopkeeper said, it was rare to see people buying things, and the people on the street were just walking back and forth on the street as if they were routine.

When he went to Montenegro two days ago, he saw that hundreds of thousands of miners in the entire Montenegro were constantly mining day and night, and it stands to reason that there could only be more and more mine trucks.

The boss stood up as he spoke, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and sighed softly.

Duan Feng began to be curious about this town, so he asked again: "Boss, this is also the first time we have passed by here, I heard that this is called Wuli Town, can you tell us the story of this town?"

"Huh?" the boss looked stunned.

As he spoke, Duan Feng took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and handed it to the boss.

The boss looked at the silver, put the silver on the table into the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "Young man, I really don't know much about this town. But if you really want to know, you can ask him. ”

The boss said and pointed to a small shed in the distance, Duan Feng looked into the distance, it was a grass shed that could only accommodate the size of two small tables, there was a small thatched hut behind the shed, the room showed a faint light, under the breeze blowing, as if it would be extinguished at any time, next to the light was a rickety old man. Such a dilapidated thatched house, embedded between the tall buildings on both sides of the street, seems out of place with its surroundings.

Duan Feng asked, "Who is he?"

The boss shook his head and said, "I don't know, anyway, since I came here, he was here, and everyone here calls him Lao Wonton, and no one knows when he has been here." It is said that he was here when the town first grew, otherwise how could he have such a thatched hut in this bustling street? ”

Duan Feng looked at the old man, and saw that the old man used the scissors in his hand to cut the burned-out wick from time to time, but after such a long time, no guests came to patronize his wonton stand.

Duan Feng and Han Qing thanked the boss and left the tea shop and came to the wonton stall, and when the old wonton saw that a guest was coming, he immediately moved to the two of them and said, "I don't know what kind of stuffed wontons the two guest officers want?"

Duan Feng said: "Old man, we are passing merchants, just a little curious about this town, and want to come to ask you about something?"

As he spoke, Duan Feng took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and stuffed it into the old wonton's hand. The old wonton pinched the silver, turned around and moved a stool and sat down, Duan Feng and Han Qing also found a chair and sat down.

The old wonton asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to ask?"

Duan Feng asked, "Can you tell us the story of this town?"

The old wonton paused, coughed lightly, and said, "This town is a long story, where to start?"

Duan Feng said: "Then let's start with the origin of this town. ”

Old Wonton looked at the two of them with chaotic eyes, thought for a while and said: "This town, it is said that this was a military camp at the beginning, and then for some reason the entire military camp disappeared overnight, and it is said that it changed guards overnight and went to other places. However, after the army left, they went down to the barracks and a large number of living materials, and then the whole camp was occupied by some homeless homeless people, and then later, it became a trade route, and there were constantly convoys escorting black iron ore passing through here, and gradually developed into the current state. ”

Old Wonton told the history of Wuli Town in concise language, and after speaking, Old Wonton picked up a mouthless wine jug on the table and took a sip of wine, and then turned to the side to face Duan Feng, with a gesture of sending off guests.

This was obviously not the answer Duan Feng wanted, Duan Feng felt that this old man was obviously perfunctory, but he was not good at saying it clearly. Suddenly, Duan Feng asked, "Old man, have you ever heard of Lust Spirit?"

The old wonton shook his head, picked up the scissors and cut the wick casually: "I haven't heard of it." ”

Duan Feng thought about it and felt that his question was not wrong: "I heard that these things live by sucking people's souls. ”

The scissors in the old wonton's hand suddenly froze, Duan Feng looked at it and felt that there must be something wrong with the old man, so he said, "When we came, we met a group of desire spirits, but fortunately we were lucky and managed to avoid them." ”

The old wonton suddenly turned around and looked at Duan Feng, Duan Feng walked over and sat on the opposite side of the lamp, the old wonton subconsciously moved the oil lamp in front of Duan Feng, and looked at it carefully for a while, and the old wonton said silently: "How can it be so coincidental?"

Although the voice was very small, Duan Feng could still hear it clearly: "What is so coincidental?"

The old wonton coughed, sat on the stool with a blank gaze, and asked after a long time, "I don't know where the son came from?"

Duan Feng said, "We are from Phoenix City. ”

Old Wonton looked up at Duan Feng and sighed, "I heard that the City Lord of Phoenix City is a person named Duan Tiande, right?

"Do you know him?" Duan Feng said excitedly.

Old Wonton didn't answer Duan Feng's question, and continued to ask, "I don't know how he is?"

Duan Feng was puzzled, did this have anything to do with his own problem? Could it be that this person knew his father, but in order to get the answer, Duan Feng still answered Lao Wonton's question: "Lord Duan Feng is upright, honest and honest, and is deeply loved by the people. Duan Feng sighed, "It's just that he was victimized by a traitor and passed away." ”

After hearing this, the old wonton looked at Duan Feng, didn't say anything for a long time, and said, "Hey! What a pity!"

Duan Feng looked at the old wonton: "The old man knows Master Duan?"

The old wonton shook his head: "I've just heard of it, but I didn't have a chance to see it." ”

The old wonton turned sideways, holding the broken wine jug in his hand and pouring wine into his mouth, and did not speak again. Duan Feng looked at the side face of the old wonton, felt that he couldn't ask anything, and felt a little disappointed, so he was about to get up and leave.

At this time, the old wonton suddenly got up and stretched out his hand to stop Duan Feng, the speed caught Duan Feng off guard, his gaze suddenly became extremely firm, and his figure was much tougher than just now, not at all like the appearance of the wind and candle just now.