At the border between Xiliangzhou and Yangping Prefecture, there is a Great Wall that is more than ten zhang high and stretches endlessly from north to south, and this majestic Great Wall is like the dividing line between Xiliangzhou and Yangping Prefecture. Although it was already sunset, there were soldiers in cold armor standing up and down the Great Wall, without the slightest relaxation.

In front of the wide gate on the side of the Great Wall, a man dressed in civilian clothes with a white face like jade looked at the unusually burly square-faced man next to him, and said with a hippie smile: "Captain, it's all this, let the brothers relax and relax?"

"Put your mother's stinky fart, you have to worry about this bowl of rice you eat, something went wrong, how many heads does Zhang San have in your dog's day?"

The square-faced man listened to the other party's questioning, and he didn't think about it, just a scolding, his voice was low, and the urn sound was angry.

Zhang San didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, but smiled and retorted: "My Captain Fang, I can't see a few people in this ghost place during the day, and it's almost night, can there be ghosts?"

"!"

Zhang San's rebuttal was exchanged for a still rude response.

"Captain......

"There's a carriage coming!"

Zhang San was about to say something, but Captain Fang interrupted.

Zhang San followed Captain Fang's line of sight, and sure enough, in the desert in the distance, there was a carriage trembling towards the Great Wall, and he couldn't help muttering: "What a hell!"

Since Zhou Shutong joined, the space in the carriage was limited, so Chenfeng had to sit in front of the car with the coachman, Bai Zhuo also wanted to come outside, and he didn't want to be a little green among the thousands of flowers, so he had no choice but to sit two people in front of the car, so he had to give up.

At this moment, as the distance from the majestic Great Wall got closer and closer, the shock in Chenfeng's heart became stronger. The dark Great Wall is even more powerful and domineering in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a hidden dragon in the abyss, which is awe-inspiring for no reason.

The carriage was getting closer and closer to the gate, and the morning breeze could see clearly the neatly dressed and unsmiling soldiers stationed on the Great Wall, and a sense of majesty and coldness came to his face.

It was obviously not the first time the coachman had seen such a scene, but he was driving the carriage wholeheartedly, not paying much attention to everything around him. Although the border inspection was quite strict before, until this time, there was no reminder of how to deal with it.

"Where are you going?"

A soldier-like man blocked the carriage, his voice dry and cold, without any emotion. His face was also tightly obscured by the helmet, and only a pair of eyes glowing with cold light could be seen.

Chenfeng didn't have the slightest preparation, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, he definitely couldn't say that he came from the thatched hut of Canglan Mountain and went to Xihan Prefecture Convergence College to study.

Chenfeng instinctively looked at the coachman sitting on the side, and saw that the other party looked like he had nothing to do with himself, so he had a plan in his heart, and he didn't have time to think deeply about why the other party had this attitude, so he heard the soldier snort heavily, "Huh?"

The soldier's voice was a little urging and a little dissatisfied, and his cold eyes looked at the coachman and the carriage behind the two, and he directly ignored the morning breeze.

Seeing that the soldier deliberately asked himself, the coachman was not in a hurry, pointed to the two horses in front of the car, and then pointed to the morning breeze and the carriage behind him, and said with a smile: "The people of Puxian County, Liangzhou, the old decay, rely on these two animals and a cart to make a living, and this time they are employed by people and pass by here. ”

The soldier patiently listened to the coachman's speech, and did not ask too many details, but said concisely: "Get out of the car and check." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several more soldiers stepped forward and surrounded the carriage in the middle.

Chenfeng was a little flustered in his heart, not only because he was shocked by the battle in front of him, but also because he hadn't thought of the excuse to hide his origin so far.

Chenfeng followed the coachman out of the carriage and stood aside, Bai Zhuo, Hu Ying and others were naturally no exception. It is worth mentioning that when Hu Ying and Yao Ling'er walked out of the carriage, the soldiers present were somewhat surprised, and they didn't seem to expect that they were all little children.

The soldiers carefully inspected the inside and outside of the carriage, up and down, but as for the packages of Morrowind and the others, they did not open and inspect them without authorization.

The soldier who was the first to block the carriage walked in front of Captain Fang and muttered a few words in a low voice, the latter nodded slightly, and then walked towards Chenfeng and the others, and the other soldiers also immediately returned to the team when they saw this, without any superfluous movements and words.

The burly captain Fang walked three meters in front of Chenfeng and the others and stopped, because he was not wearing a helmet, so everyone could see his face, which was sharp and angular, not smiling, and there was a long scar on the right cheek, which was shocking.

"How many...... Kids, is this a fuge?"

Captain Fang's voice was low and heavy, and when he said a few words to the children, he didn't know what he thought, but he showed a smile that was more ugly than crying for the first time, and added: "I am the captain of the garrison here, Fang Xiaoming." ”

"Forehead......" Chenfeng and others are all a little speechless, and the captain of this party deserves the words "not worthy of the name".

Just when Chenfeng was still pondering the reason, Zhou Shutong gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Captain Fang Mingjian, we are descendants of the Zhou family in Xiliangzhou, we were killed by traitors not long ago, and we fled here to go to Yangping Prefecture to find relatives. ”

Fang Xiaoming was unmoved, I don't know if it was because of curiosity, or if he wanted to continue to test a few people, and then asked, "Oh, I don't know who is harmed?"

"Here's the thing......"

Zhou Shutong recounted his experience again, which was not much different from what he said to Chenfeng and others.

Fang Xiaoming listened patiently, and seeing that several people had no intention of adding, he nodded and said: "Love can't help, I hope to improve myself, and I hope that one day I can take revenge." It's getting late, so let's go. ”

Chenfeng and the others didn't expect the other party to be so sharp at all, didn't they say that the border inspection was very strict? Thinking of this, Chenfeng couldn't help but look at the coachman standing with his hands tied to the side, and saw that the coachman had a somewhat unbelievable look on his face, and the doubts in Chenfeng's heart became even stronger.

The group got into the carriage and drove away, and the border guards did not stop them.

After the carriage of Chenfeng and the others disappeared from view, Zhang San came to Fang Xiaoming, squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Boss?"

"You can see that too?" Fang Xiaoming grinned.

Zhang San patted his chest, looked like he was swearing, and said with a smile: "Look down on me? ”

Zhang San said as he pointed to his eyes with two fingers of his right hand.

Fang Xiaoming couldn't deny this, but there was no follow-up, just looked meaningfully at the direction where Chenfeng and the others left.

The conversation between the two had no beginning or end, like a riddle, but the guards around them knew that the two of them might have seen some problems with Morrowind and his party just now, but what the problem was, how they saw it, and why they let it go so recklessly, it is estimated that only they know.

On the other side, after Chenfeng and the others walked through the Great Wall for a while, they saw that the Great Wall behind them had disappeared, and Chenfeng couldn't help but ask the coachman on the side: "Uncle, didn't you say that the inspection was very strict......?

Chenfeng's implication is that he thinks that the inspection at the border is a little inconsistent with the coachman's ownership, but he and the others are unrelated to the captain and others, so he naturally can't think of why the other party would give him convenience.

"I don't know. The coachman shook his head, succinctly.

"I'm still worried that the other party is cheating, so I'm on guard all the way. ”

Bai Zhuo poked his head out of the carriage and expressed his doubts as if he was inviting merit.

Chenfeng ignored Bai Zhuo, and sighed to himself: "This time it's thanks to Miss Zhou, or I really don't know what to do." ”

Zhou Shutong in the car heard this, and immediately replied: "Young Master Chen is polite, it's not enough to worry about trivial things, thanks to meeting you this time, otherwise ......"

Zhou Shutong has been a little silent for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, in fact, since she entered the carriage, except for one or two sentences when Hu Ying and Yao Ling'er asked, she was very silent at other times, no wonder, anyone who is ruined will be extremely depressed.

Morrowind wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't find the right words to say it, so he had to give up, and sat side by side with the driver in front of the car and walked silently.

A quarter of an hour later, as far as the eye could see, houses and trees appeared, and the road was scattered with pedestrians and vehicles. Morrowind knew that he was finally going to get out of this dead and silent desolation and enter the boundary of Yangping Prefecture.

As the carriage moved forward, the scenery ahead gradually became clearer, and most of the pedestrians on the road were coarse linen clothes, with dark skin and dull eyes, and most of the children were unclothed, barefoot, wooden and sluggish.

When the pedestrians saw the carriage coming, they were a little curious at first, and they stopped to watch, but after seeing the coachman in front of the carriage who was also dressed plainly and the morning breeze wearing animal skins, they all turned around and stopped paying attention, which made the morning breeze a little puzzled in his heart.

Most of the low-rise buildings along the roadside are dilapidated, barely sheltering from the wind and rain, and the air is filled with the smell of decay.

Although Chenfeng had many questions in his heart, it was obviously not the time to ask at this moment, so he could only watch quietly, let the carriage drive forward, leaving all the suffering in this world behind him, getting farther and farther away.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage left the tribe out of the dirt road. Morrowind looked at the coachman to the side, wondering what had happened here and why it was the way it was.

The coachman seemed to feel the gaze of the morning breeze, turned his head and smiled, shook his head, and asked a little knowingly, "Little brother, do you think something is wrong?"

"What's wrong? It's not like you didn't see that scene just now, and you still need to ask me what's wrong. Chenfeng said to himself, but he had an attitude of asking for advice: "What did the village you pass through just go through?"

"War, who can see war in a place where birds don't?" said the coachman, sneering, and said with some mockery, "what you see is what this place is, what it really is, and it has always been." ”

The coachman didn't explain, and the doubts in Chenfeng's heart were even stronger.

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. The prosperity and withering are very different, and the melancholy is difficult to recount. The coachman ignored Morrowind's reaction and read a sentence to himself.

Morrowind looked at the weather-beaten side face of the coachman and was speechless for a moment. He also learned from the mouth of the coachman that in Dongtu, in this vast world, although there are many sentient beings, only a few can practice and are qualified to pursue the path of immortality, one is limited resources, and the other is limited qualifications, which is a huge gap that most people will find difficult to overcome in their lifetime.

The life of the cultivator is long, competing with people for resources, competing with the sky for opportunities, mortals for decades, the old and the young, facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and there are many people who can't go out of a state and a county in their lives, how sad.

In addition to the longevity and disease of mortals, in order to survive, they must also fight against the wild beasts that grow in the wilderness of the mountains all year round, and countless people die in the belly of the beasts every year, and most of them are young and strong young people, so leaving the women and children at home is naturally a vicious circle, and life is not as good as day by day, and they can only barely make ends meet.

At this moment, recalling what he had just seen, and then contacting what the coachman said before, Chenfeng couldn't help but feel a deep sense of helplessness in his heart. At the beginning of "Ups and Downs", I learned that the predecessors of the human race paid a lot in order to get rid of the demon beasts and defeat nature, who would have thought that after ten thousand years, the living conditions of human beings are still so miserable, and the glamorous scenes in those stories only belong to a very small number of people.