Chapter 366: Departure

The plane hovered overhead, lowered the rope ladder and prepared to take Luo back, and it was time to separate.

Chen Rulong is going to Yaowang Valley Chenyin Town, which is directly east of Lugu Lake in Liangshan, and the mountains and rivers are high and long along the way, and there is no road to pass.

If you want to go over, you can only take the waterway, along the water vein of Lugu Lake to the east, if the 300-mile journey is smooth, it will take about five days to arrive.

The god of wine picked up Luo Luo and got on the plane, and shouted at Chen Rulong before leaving, "You must fight for your breath and cure the boss, otherwise I will never spare you!"

Chen Rulong finally waved his hand at Luo Luo, tidied up his somewhat messy robe, and walked in the direction of Lugu Lake.

The village is in shambles, with only a few dozen uninformed people left, some choosing to survive in groups, others carrying food and utensils, ready to go to more prosperous and developed cities to live.

On the shore of Lugu Lake, there is a row of small boats, which were originally used by the villagers for fishing, and now there are more boats left than there are people left.

Chen Rulong casually untied one, took another fishing rod, and went down the surging river and disappeared at the junction of water and sky......

It was getting dark, and the body of Mutolan on the desolate hillside was separated, and a wild dog leaned over his head and sniffed, opened his mouth and picked up his hair and ran.

Suddenly, Mu Tolan's face changed shape, her round face became slender, her eyebrow bones protruded and her chin elongated, and she suddenly changed into the appearance of Granny Jinhua.

"Beast, put my head down."

The sudden sound startled the dog, and he let go of his head and ran away.

The half of the corpse on the other side also staggered to his feet, stretched out his head and held the head and put it on, and moved her stiff neck again, and Granny Jinhua revived again.

She looked at the black spots of the ship that were faintly visible in the distance, where the water and the sky met, and said, "Little one, you must not let me down. This precious skin of yours can only be my ......."

On the boat, Chen Rulong picked up the fishing hook, and a small piece of dried meat was hanging on it.

Fluttering Ridge –

A big fish was hooked, there was a small iron stove and cooking utensils on the boat, and Chen Rulong cleaned it up and stewed a pot of fish.

Eating the hot fish, Chen Rulong's gaze gradually became melancholy as he looked ahead.

I don't know how Wenwen is doing in another world, whether she washes her face with tears in front of her comatose self all day long, whether she is haggard, whether she is ...... Conceive a little baby.

Countless questions lingered in Chen Rulong's mind, turning into sweet and bitter thoughts.

After eating fish for five days and almost capsizing several times, Chen Rulong finally stood on the land of Chenyin Town at eight o'clock in the morning on the fifth day. c

This almost isolated town is much more developed than Chen Rulong imagined.

There are no asphalt roads in the spacious streets, but the bluestone slabs that thousands of people in the town have worked hard to bring to pave the roads over the centuries have been trampled on for generations, and have become as bright as mirrors.

There are restaurants, inns, and supermarkets similar to supply and marketing cooperatives on the side of the road, and the things in them are also transported by water, so the things sold inside are several times more expensive than those outside.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Rulong was so hungry that he wanted to vomit after eating fish, and found a breakfast shop to sit down.

"Boss, a bowl of soy milk and a basket of steamed buns."

"Okay." The little guy who was wearing coarse cloth clothes and home-made mille-feuille shoes said with a smile: "This objective, do you want to try the fish and meat buns that are characteristic of our Dusty Town?"

"No, just plain pork."

When the pork bun was served, Chen Rulong was eating with his mouth full of oil, and then he noticed a plainly dressed child outside the door, drooling over his meal.

The boy was twelve or thirteen years old, and although he looked a little thin, his eyes were exceptionally clear and bright.

Chen Rulong happily took out the money, "Boss, give this kid the same breakfast as me."

"Okay."

The boy sat opposite Chen Rulong in surprise, and didn't say thank you, just gobbled it up.

Wait until you're not so hungry, boy

Then he wiped his mouth and said with some embarrassment, "Thank you."

"No thanks, I didn't invite you to dinner for nothing, but I have something to ask you."

Chen Rulong smiled and said, "Do you know the Medicine King Valley?"

"Yes." The boy's voice was sweet and crisp, "The Medicine King Valley is a well-known and decent family, and all the immortals living in it are curing diseases and saving people, and they enter the field to help the people in the village heal."

Hearing the boy's evaluation, Chen Rulong was slightly surprised.

So far, Chen Rulong has known a total of three people who came out of the Medicine King Valley, and two of them are still senior sisters and junior sisters.

One person is the sewing mother-in-law who was cut off by her own sword and died so much that she didn't even have scum left, and the other is the golden-flowered mother-in-law who wants her own life.

The last one is the craftsman who was killed in the void.

These two people, one is more than the other.

Children don't deceive people, it is estimated that Yaowang Valley has done a good job of publicity here.

Chen Rulong asked again, "If I want to go to the Medicine King Valley, how do I get there?"

The boy gulped down the soy milk, puffed out his cheeks and swallowed it, then wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "The Medicine King Valley is on the Immortal Island, ordinary people can't go over, only the Medicine King Valley's own disciples can go over."

"The Medicine King Valley recruits disciples every other year, and when I grow up, I'll try it too."

Speaking of the Medicine King Valley, the boy's eyes were full of longing.