The swords and swords of the warrior world, grievances and hatreds, and intrigue have not affected the smoke of thousands of homes in Yushan, and the comfortable and prosperous Zhuxia-style city has a very comfortable sense of life.

Whether it is the merchant shouting on the road, the clerk on duty, or the farmer entering the city, most of them have smiles on their faces. This was the most powerful and prosperous era relative to the barbarians, in which even the peasants no longer had to worry about the outbreak of large-scale famine and war in ancient times.

This is undoubtedly a prosperous time.

Even if it is Wu Mourning to evaluate, you have to admit that Zhuxia is a prosperous era.

With his bags on his back, the bookish martial mourning was naturally mixed in the noisy crowd of this prosperous world, and he did not have the ferocious appearance of being an extraordinary saint as a martial artist of Qizang.

The vast majority of people saw this shyness.

It is certainly not associated with cruelty, belligerence, and ruthlessness, which is enough to see the deceptiveness of Wu Mourning's usual life.

In fact, sometimes Wu Mourning himself will muttered in his heart, the difference between his usual self and his fighting self is so huge, is he born a crazy and fierce person? The so-called peaceful appearance is just a layer of camouflaged skin? Once stimulated, it is not as tolerant as ordinary people, but will act recklessly and angrily.

Wu Mourning had already squeezed into the bus.

According to the address left by Mefuzi.

He will take a bus to the train station outside Puhai, meet with Mei Fuzi and others in a courtyard, and after completing the mutual introduction and information collation, the group will take the train to the real destination.

It is the place where broken porcelain of the Sui and Tang dynasties was found.

Sitting by the window of the bus, Wu Mourning was easy to think crankily as soon as he was free, he looked at the blue sky in a daze, and thought boredly about his two faces.

"Senior brother!"

Suddenly, a shout made Wu Mian retract his attention.

poked his head out of the window, but in the lively bus stop, he saw Lian Suniang sweating on his forehead and his cheeks flushed. As a martial artist, she ran too hard, and even the hem of her beloved skirt was spotted by mud and dust, but she didn't care at all.

I was overjoyed to see Wu Mourning Lian Suniang's white and pretty face.

I quickly got under the bus and threw a small cloth bag through the window.

"You don't say a word when you go out, it's a panacea inside, don't get hurt, it's not a martial arts hall outside."

Obviously dissatisfied with Wu Mourning for not telling herself to go out, Lian Su Niang, who only got the news from her father today, puffed out her cheeks, but successfully catching up with Wu Mourning still made her look happy.

"Senior sister, it's not like I'm not coming back."

Wu Mourning's heart warmed, but he still felt that he was planted by the little senior sister.

"Don't say unlucky things, I'm waiting for you to come back and apologize to me, you dare not tell me to sneak away, and wait for you to come back to see how I clean up your junior brother."

Lian Su Niang pointed at Wu Mourning, it was rare to have a small temperament.

Her heroic temperament, with smart eyebrows and eyes, is like coming out of a painting, which is extremely pleasing to the eye in the sun. In this bus stop, I don't know how many young men were deeply attracted by her, and they were envious and jealous of Wu Mourning for being able to get this beauty.

Look at the little sister.

Wu Mian suddenly felt that it didn't matter if he was normal or not.

"Then when I come back, I will tell the story of this journey to my senior sister as an atonement."

"Okay, have a nice trip!"

The bus honked several times, indicating that it was about to depart.

Lian Su Niang moved away a little, and watched the bus carrying Wu Mourning slowly drive away, and soon this delicate little lady felt a trace of loss. Although her father didn't tell her everything, she could still vaguely guess something, so she rushed to see Wu Mourning, who was regarded as a friend.

Jun goes from the rivers and lakes, and everything is for himself.

She shook her head, her braids swayed, and she turned around and went back to the martial arts hall.

Happened to staggered with a group of people.

Although this group of people is dressed like ordinary people, their eyes are cold, their demeanor is powerful, and their eyes are even more condensed, and a little observation can be recognized from their hidden short weapons and steps that this is a group of warriors who are not easy to provoke, especially their fierce eyes, and they have seen blood at a glance.

When they arrived at the bus stop, they sent someone to inquire, and there was a photo of Wu Mourning taking a photo in the Huifeng Martial Arts Hall.

It didn't take long to get the news.

"Gone? Where to go? ”

When the first person heard that Wu Mourning had left by bus, he immediately asked about the location. After learning that Wu Mourning's bus ended at the Puwai Circle Railway Station, he estimated the time in his mind and then made a decision.

"Get him at the train station."

"But Yushan's side ......" The other person was a little skeptical.

"Don't worry, the monk can't run away from the temple, this person is designated to be eliminated, otherwise it will be a disaster, who knows if he has taken anything away."

Seeing this, the others could only nod their heads in agreement.

Although they all knew that the leader was really only interested in currying favor with someone, he was right. This Wu mourning does not leave early or late, but chose today, in order to avoid worries, it is difficult not to wonder if it is an arrangement here.

Jianghu martial arts is like this.

Everyone usually talks about the rules, and if they can, they don't do it, but when they don't talk about the rules, they all strive to strangle the other party at once, so as not to resist it.

No one wants to be the one who gets revenge in the play.

With the ability of a warrior.

If you really want to be an assassin with no lower limit, many people don't dare to completely close their eyes when they sleep at night.

A group of people did not choose to take the bus, because they would definitely not be able to catch up with Wu Mourning by taking the bus, so they simply scraped together the money and chartered a big car to prepare to take a shortcut to the train station first. Naturally, they don't dare to do anything on official territory like the railway station, but as long as they find Wu Mourning, they will inevitably have the opportunity to do it.

"This is a broken ......"

On the road, feeling the rustic road, Wu Mourning, who was a little difficult to collapse after being bumped in breakfast, couldn't help but complain loudly, leaning on his seat like a salted fish.

He was bored and began to count the clouds in the sky.

I even look forward to whether there will be a car bandit road rage to come out and let him relieve his boredom and find some pastime.

Probably the blessing of the little sister had an effect.

Nothing that excites him along the way has happened, especially the car bandits and road rage have not seen one, only the bad road conditions make him miss the high-speed rail in his previous life.

The transportation in Zhuxia is indeed quite developed in order to inform the demand.

But the road conditions are really not flattering.

It is no wonder that people prefer to take a boat when they go far away than by car, and the merchants and magnates prefer to fly.

Wu Mourning silently made an oath in the midst of the bumps.

If one day he is in power, he must build this road smoothly and steadily, and whoever dares to stop him will let that man jolt for three days and three nights, and his ass will be turned out of his cocoon!