The wooden wheels creaked against the earth, the river bank was unusually cool, and when the ox cart stopped, Uncle De came to sit on the ground under a big tree, and smoked dry smoke. "Everyone come here to rest, let's eat some dry food by the way" The cow is tired, and he is really tired at the end of the day.

"Uncle De, do you think people can really fly?" Huzi reclined on a slightly flat rock, looking at Uncle De who was holding a dry cigarette in his mouth, but he was holding a straw stick in his mouth and muttered.

"How can I know wow..... Oh, I remember a long time ago the old patriarch seemed to have said something, Xiancheng? Immortals? Alas, it's been too long to remember."

"How good I want to be able to fly, if I want to go to the county seat, I can fly over, hahahaha" Huzi couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, if we want to fly, then fly to the west of the Green Wolf Ridge, where there are many beasts." Qing Suo continued.

"Shut up," the crane roared, and stopped talking.

Yes, Green Wolf Ridge, West Ridge, that is the eternal sad place of the clan.

"Okay, let's hurry," Uncle De knocked on the dry tobacco pouch and slowly stood up and walked towards the ox cart.

Mortals, immortals, are not people of the same world in the first place.

Look! The wheels are rolling, all the way forward.

In the evening of the next day, a tall and vast city wall appeared on the horizon, stretching for dozens of miles with no end in sight.

"This is Henggang County," Uncle De said leisurely.

"It's really big" The three children, with their mouths wide open, did not close for a long time.

"Hurry up the cattle and fight to advance to the city after dark" Uncle De waved away the dry tobacco pouch and raised his whip to hit the cowhide buttocks.

Henggang County, a small remote city of mortals, is said to have millions of mortals.

The whole city wall is surrounded by huge stones, it is said that when the city was built, there were 100,000 migrant workers, and during the construction of the city, thousands of migrant workers died due to various conditions, and it took eight years to have this majestic city, which is indeed huge in the eyes of mortals.

"It's finally here" Uncle De slowly got off the ox cart and beat his sore old waist.

"Queue, queue" The guards at the far gate of the city shouted wantonly, hitting an old man in ragged clothes with the spear in his hand, and did not stop until the old man rolled to the ground.

"Huzi" Uncle De glared, his eyes were round and his fists were clenched, and he shouted. Huzi slowly released his fists, but his eyes were still round.

Qingsuo on the side just looked at it indifferently, he had seen a broken limb in his childhood, life and death. The situation in front of him could not stir up the slightest wave.

"Brother Huzi" Heming stepped forward and grabbed Huzi's forearm and pinched it hard, breathing long and slowly, which was mixed with the injustice and dull air of the world. Lin Heming is no longer the child who doesn't know the world and doesn't understand the suffering of the world, the child has grown up.

The procession into the city was still very long, interspersed with the sound of bells and the neighing of people and horses.

At the beginning of the lanterns, after paying fifty copper plates, the four of them drove the ox cart into the city, "Fifty copper plates, why don't you grab it" Qingsuo muttered quietly.

"Uncle De, where are we going?" Heming looked up at Uncle De and asked.

"Go to your uncle's inn in the north of the city to rest for one night, and then go to Futong Commercial Bank tomorrow morning to sell things."

Uncle De led the way in front of him with the reins, and walked into the city to get off the car and slow down This is a rule for the untouchables, except for those who are freshly dressed and angry, this is the reality, hehe.

There is a large lantern hanging on both sides of the door of the Yuelai Inn, and the candles inside are flickering and extinguishing. Half an hour later, the group rushed here to greet the uncle and the housekeeper, and went to the side courtyard to rest and leave it alone.

At night, the northeast corner of Henggang, Mengxue Museum.

A pale oil lamp, the light red and yellowish flames in the oil lamp swayed in the breeze.

Mr. Yi, the only old gentleman in Henggang County.

"Huh? Hehehehehe! I'm still short of a scholar, that's you." The old gentleman stroked a cyan belt around his waist, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

An idea determines a person's future, and it also brings a colorful world to the judges.

The lights flickered, and the sound of the guard was heard in the distance: close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft. The weather is dry, beware of the candles.