Meng Juntong and Xue Ding temporarily settled in Xuncheng.

Although he said that he was going to the Beishan Mine, he was actually not in such a hurry. Meng Juntong's entry into the WTO is not just a swing around and then back, in fact, even if she collects the merits of the ten directions, she will not be able to return to Shaohua City.

The high priest of Vena Shu said that in order to save Shaohua City, Meng Juntong needs to find a glimmer of life in the world.

As for Meng Juntong, she still has one thing she wants to do, that is, to find her mother, who has been lost in the world for more than ten years.

With Song Yi, a leading lieutenant of Xuncheng, here, Meng Juntong and Xue Ding naturally didn't have to crowd into the dilapidated inn.

Song Yi specially found a mansion for the two of them to live in, don't look at Song Yi is just a small captain, but he can't stand the wealth of his father-in-law's family, and it is really not difficult to casually dispose of the whole property in this small border city.

In the past few days, Meng Juntong will wander the streets and alleys of Xuncheng every day. Xue Ding did not follow Meng Juntong, and Meng Juntong did not allow him to always follow him, if this continued, wouldn't Xue Ding really become her slave, which Meng Juntong would never want to see.

After the autumn, Xuncheng is also a lot deserted, and the number of merchants who come and go is far less than in spring and summer.

Of course, it's all people you can see in the streets. For example, the Han family, the local snake who couldn't get along with Song Yi before, heard that it was closed recently, and even the people who went out to purchase in the house were much more low-key than before, and they should have been shocked by Song Yi's shot.

It's just unrealistic to say that they're going to swallow it. Maybe there's something bad going on there right now.

Meng Juntong naturally didn't care about these things, she was just a hurried passer-by in this Xuncheng town, and she was going to leave Xuncheng and continue to go north in the next two days.

On this day, Meng Juntong wandered on the street as usual, shaking for most of the day, feeling faintly hungry in his belly, and planned to go back to the mansion to eat, but he saw an old man and a young ancestor and grandson enter Xuncheng.

In that direction, the two ancestors and grandsons should have come from the Qin State.

The old man was an old man with gray hair, and he was followed by a young girl who looked no more than six or seven years old.

The weather has cooled down, but the grandparents and grandchildren are still wearing single clothes.

Meng Juntong stepped forward and picked up the two grandchildren.

The white-haired old man was obviously not lightly frozen, raised his head tremblingly, and squeezed out a reluctant smile at Meng Juntong: "This girl, is there something wrong?"

The old man's tone was a standard Qin accent, and after living in the Qin State for so long, Meng Juntong could hear it as soon as he heard it, which was exactly the same as the tone of the Granny Tang who took him in at the beginning.

Meng Juntong bowed very politely: "Old man, where did you come from?"

"Lao Qin, we are here from Lao Qin," before the old man could speak, the immature girl had already answered Meng Juntong's question first.

The little girl was also pitifully frozen, her face was flushed, and her ears were already frostbitten.

Along the way, they had to brave the fierce northwest wind, which blew on their bodies like a knife, and the girl's hands were already frozen purple and purple.

Just looking at it like this, Meng Juntong was also distressed for a while, and couldn't help squatting down at the moment and gently holding the little girl's hands.

"Sister, your hands are so warm. The childish boy looked up happily and said to Meng Juntong.

If his immortal skills were still there, Meng Juntong could cure the frostbite on this little girl's body in an instant. It's just that now it can only give her a little warmth temporarily.

"Little sister, what's your name. Meng Juntong asked softly.

"Bitter bamboo. The girl raised her little head and said innocently.

Bitter bamboo, which is a plant that grows on the most barren land, is said to be bamboo, but in fact it is as thin as a thorn strip.

However, the toughness of this bitter bamboo is excellent, and people often cut it back to strengthen the house, and it is said that the bamboo heart of this bitter bamboo is a very precious medicinal material, which can warm the mind and replenish qi, and strengthen the foundation, but it is a handicraft to peel off completely.

The old man coughed lightly, and said a little embarrassed: "The name was given by her parents, and it should only be a cheap name to support." ”

Meng Juntong shook his head and said to Kuzhu seriously: "No, I think this name is very good." After speaking, Meng Juntong looked at the old man again: "Old man, where are you coming from Lao Qin, it's already winter, but Yan Zhao in the north is not much gentler than Lao Qin, why are you still going north." ”

In terms of geographical location, the land of Yan Zhao is further north than that of Qin, which also means that after autumn and winter, in terms of cold, the land of Yan Zhao is still victorious.

The old man gently stroked the girl's shoulder, sighed and said, "We escaped from Yangguan City. ”

"Yangguancheng," Meng Juntong was stunned, she was too familiar with this name, and hurriedly asked, "What happened to Yangguancheng?"

The old man shook his head and sighed, but he didn't speak.

The little girl's eyes moistened all of a sudden: "Yangguan City is in chaos, the city guards are arresting people everywhere, my father and mother just said a few more words when they searched the house, and the military master nailed him to the wall outside the house with a spear." At this point, the girl was already whimpering and crying.

The old man exhaled a long breath: "Not long ago, there was a big explosion in Yangguan City, and even the walls collapsed. It seems to say that there are spies and spies of the enemy country lurking in the city, and those defenders of Yangguan City have to search and loot from house to house by searching for the origin of the enemy country's spies, alas......" The old man seemed to feel that he had said too much, and then began to shake his head and sigh, and said no more.

Meng Juntong's face suddenly became ugly.

No one else knew what the explosion was about, but she knew it very well.

When Xiang Ming lit the black powder in the armory, she was watching with her own eyes.

In fact, there were far more people involved in this incident than she expected at the time. In addition to the innocent people who were killed and burned on the spot, there were also those who were harassed and exploited by the Qin army afterwards.

"Sister, why are your hands cold. The little girl was innocent enough to look up at Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong came back to his senses, hurriedly rubbed the little girl's little hand, pulled it to his mouth and sighed: "Grandpa, this day is about to get cold, if you and Kuzhu have no place to settle, why don't you go to me for a few days first." Meng Juntong felt guilty deep in his heart, if it weren't for their reasons, maybe this poor old grandfather and grandson wouldn't have to leave their hometown and go into exile in this cold weather.