Near noon, the two of them randomly found a noodle restaurant along the street to eat noodles.

The reason why I didn't go to the restaurant again was because Zhuge Chen had drunk too much wine in the past few days, and he was really a little unbearable, so he found a light restaurant to eat at will, which was enough to fill his stomach and make the two of them satisfied.

The two of them each asked for a bowl of beef noodles, ordered a few side dishes, and then buried themselves in eating. Not to mention, although there is no oil and water in the noodle soup, the thick gravy taste of the old soup is quite good, and even Zhuge Chen, a person who usually does not eat pasta, can't stop it. If he really can't eat it, he will definitely ask for a few more bowls to support himself.

The noodle restaurant is not big, but it has all kinds of things. From the shopkeeper to the account room to the shopkeeper, the second child is a family, and he spares no effort to sit up and sell. Anyway, the money earned is spent on oneself in the end, and the money obtained by one's own labor is even more shabbling, on the contrary, it is more worth cherishing. Therefore, the life of the family is indeed not rich, but it can be regarded as happy.

Whether it is a regular customer or not, the shopkeeper who likes to come forward to talk is a gray-haired old man, according to his own words, he is already an old man with only his head left and has not yet entered the soil.

This old man has been sitting next to him since he had served the two of them, and waited until the two of them finished eating before he opened his cloudy eyes and said, "Two little brothers, what do you think of our noodles, is it still appetizing?"

Zhuge Chen just nodded, and Wang Chongyun, who was sitting opposite, drank the last mouthful of noodle soup in his bowl, and praised with a thumbs up: "My husband's noodles are really good, I feel that I won't get tired of eating them every day." ”

Lao Su stroked his gray beard and said with a smile: "Little brother is really good at talking, but there is nothing in this world that you will never get tired of eating every day." Besides, I know my noodles very well, delicious is delicious, but it is far from the point where my brother said!"

Wang Chongyun, who was a little speechless by the old man, looked at Zhuge Chen, who was gloating on the side, lowered his head slowly, and ate the remaining side dishes on the plate without saying a word.

Zhuge Chen, who had already finished eating, put down the chopsticks in his hand, asked the shopkeeper for a cup of rinsing tea, and then said to Lao Suo: "How many years have the shopkeeper been here, have you ever thought that one day you will be forced to leave your hometown?"

Hearing this, Lao Suo showed an emotional look, pointed to the four walls of the small noodle restaurant and sighed: "This noodle restaurant is handed down from my ancestors, and I have stayed here all my life." What's more, people pay attention to the fallen leaves to return to the roots, if my fallen leaves have to fall somewhere else, how can I have the face to meet my ancestors? Besides, I treat the noodle restaurant closer than my son, if it really comes to the point of leaving my hometown, let my children and grandchildren go, anyway, I can't leave here!"

Listening to Lao Suo's heartfelt words, Zhuge Chen took out a jar of wine that he had treasured for many years from the mustard seeds, poured him a glass and handed it forward, and said, "I don't know if the shopkeeper is so old, can he still drink?"

Lao Suo smelled the aroma of the wine, couldn't wait to take the cup from Zhuge Chen's hand and drank it all, and said heroically: "Why not, I think I was one of the best masters on this street compared to the amount of wine back then." ”

Having said that, when Zhuge Chen poured the second cup, Lao Suo still refused, and he said to Zhuge Chen in a heroic and sad tone: "In the end, I am still old, my body and bones are useless, and I can't drink this cup of wine." ”

Zhuge Chen admonished: "Where is the shopkeeper, if the kid can still drink a cup at your age, he will be satisfied with everything." ”

This time, the shopkeeper could no longer hide his appreciation, and said with a laugh: "It is still much more sincere than what your companion said." Look at what I'm doing, I'm telling the truth, young people listen to my advice, you will suffer if you talk like this. ”

Wang Chongyun, who was severely reprimanded, was kicked from under the table by Zhuge Chen as soon as he wanted to speak, and he had no choice but to endure his anger to listen to the conversation between the two.

After the two of them came out of the noodle shop, Wang Chongyun asked: "Childe, why didn't you let me talk just now, you must know that I will explain, and I will definitely not quarrel with the shopkeeper." ”

"Does it make sense?" The young man in white who was walking in front stopped, turned to look at Wang Chongyun, who was a little annoyed between his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Didn't I let you leave this city before, in fact, I was surprised that you didn't ask me why, but I still think I should tell you the truth, anyway, you have to know sooner or later." ”

Saying this, he told Wang Chongyun about the catastrophe that this city was about to face, he thought for a while, and asked: "That's why Gongzi, you asked the shopkeeper the question of leaving his hometown? ”

"yes. Zhuge Chen nodded, and said a little helplessly: "But I never thought that there would be such a thing as falling leaves returning to their roots, so I will kick you, I don't want you to disturb other people's hard-won state of mind, let alone that I won't be able to resist that evil ghost, so that tens of millions of people in this city have to leave their hometowns." ”

Wang Chongyun, who was rare and serious, looked at the sadness that flashed on his son's face and said with relief: "Childe, don't have such a big psychological burden, even if you really can't stop it, it's no wonder you." ”

Originally, he wanted to say a few more words, but Zhuge Chen on the side had already stretched out his hand to stop him.

Zhuge Chen, who was full of solemnity, just stared at a certain place in the city, exhaled lightly, and said, "They're here!"

After saying that, he left Wang Chongyun and swept out, pointing straight at that place like an arrow from a string. On the way, he also met Liu Muxue, who also noticed something unusual, and the two glanced at each other, both of them seeing the determination in each other's eyes. Everything was silent, and before the two of them could even speak, they turned into two streamers and ran in two completely opposite directions in the city.

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To the north of the city is a village called a stone moat next to the base of the city wall, but after all, it is built according to the city, and every family in the village has lived well in the past few years.

The oil and water that could only be stained during the New Year's holidays have now become commonplace, even compared to the people in the city. No wonder there are always people who like to chew the root of the tongue and say that sooner or later the stone trench village will be incorporated into the city, and by then those villagers will be like crows and phoenixes.

Most of the villagers of Shiqiao Village, who were not bad gossip and simple rumors, ignored them, believing that even if the village was incorporated into the city, they still had to work to be satisfied. Besides, the daydreams of the white wolf with empty gloves can't do those shrewd city people, but they might as well do things down-to-earth.

The ordinary days of Stone Trench Village went on day after day, and they were not interrupted until noon on this day.

I don't know where a gang of thieves came from, and they rode in from the head of the village, each brandishing a broad-bladed broadsword and slashing at the villagers walking on the road.

Before the villagers could react, the dirt road in the middle of the village was already strewn with corpses. The thieves didn't seem to have enjoyed it yet, and some even found a torch and threw it on the beam next to it. In a short time, thick black smoke came out, turning the entire village into a sea of fire, like purgatory on earth.

A few young men with strong blood couldn't swallow this breath, took out the firewood knives used to chop wood, and roared and rushed towards the thieves. But they just raised their arms and released a few flying arrows, and they shot them all.

The leader of the thieves gave a few commands, and after a while, the scattered thieves brought the whole village, men, women, and children together, and forced them to kneel on the ground.

The leader of the thieves glanced around a few times, and found a woman who was looking at the water spirit, and grabbed her and hugged her to the chest to kiss her. Who knew that the woman was also quite backbone, and raised her hand and slapped the leader in the face, which did not let the other party succeed.

The thief leader who was in pain covered his cheeks and screamed, slapped back angrily, slapped the woman to the ground and said: "Lao Tzu is your blessing when he sees you, believe it or not, I will reward you to my subordinates, see how long you can last." ”

After speaking, he took it into account, wrenched the woman's chin with a cruel smile, and said, "Give you one last chance, this time I will leave the decision in your own hands." Every five breaths I'll ask you if you'd like to warm my bed, and if you do, I'll kill one of the villagers until you will. ”

As soon as she said this, the woman who had planned to die immediately fell into a dilemma. Before she could take a look at the villagers, the leader of the thieves beside her said, "Five breaths have passed, how about it, let's decide quickly." It doesn't matter if you don't speak, I'll kill them anyway. ”

The leader snatched a knife from the hand of a subordinate beside him and walked quickly towards a villager. He raised his knife in the air, paused in the air, and slashed straight down.

The woman couldn't stand the torture anymore, and said almost collapsed: "I promise you, don't kill anyone." ”

Who would have thought that the leader didn't stop at all, but still slashed down and slashed right on the villagers' heads.

The leader shook the blood stains on the knife, and said with a sneer: "I lied to you, you can't escape from my palm anyway." ”

The woman couldn't stand it anymore, and the madman-like figure rushed over, but in exchange for another slap in the face.

Looking at the woman who collapsed to the ground, the leader said: "It's really boring, I thought it would be such a delicate iceberg beauty, but it turned out to be a fragile flower bone." Take her down, she's yours, don't let me see such a thing again. ”

The villagers, who knew that there was no hope of life and death, cursed one after another, and rushed desperately like leaders, but without weapons, they were no match for these thieves who licked blood with the tip of their knives. After a while, less than half of the people were still standing, and there was a river of blood on the field.

The village chief, who was surrounded by the villagers, stood up at this time, and he walked to the front tremblingly apart from the crowd, and asked word by word: "If you do such a big evil deed today, aren't you afraid that you will be remembered by the officers and soldiers in the city?"

Since ancient times, thieves have feared officers and soldiers, even now. But the leader did not show timidity, but said fearlessly: "To tell you the truth, a few days ago, a master told me a letter. He said that he would take the whole city at noon today, and no one would let it go. Now that the city is already too busy to take care of itself, how can anyone take care of you?"

Hearing this, the villagers finally lost their fighting spirit and fell into despair. If it is really as the leader said, today's stone trench village is indeed facing a catastrophe.

"Kill all of them, leave the good-looking woman behind, and follow me to loot the money. The leader gave a downward order, and led the rest of his men to leave.

At this moment, a cold sword aura descended from the sky, forcing the gang of thieves to retreat again and again. The next moment, a young man in white came with a sword, and in an instant, he solved many minions around the leader, and then put the blade of the sword on the leader's Adam's apple and said: "The city does take care of itself, but unfortunately I am not from the city."

Feeling the chill coming from his neck, the leader secretly said that the person who knows the times is Junjie, let go and threw the knife on the ground, and then said in a low voice: "This son is right, but we are not the ones who turn the city upside down, even if you kill us, we won't be able to solve the problem." ”

The young man in white was naturally Zhuge Chen, who rushed here non-stop, but unlike what he thought, there was no evil ghost in the pseudo-bamboo basket realm here, just a group of insignificant minions.

Could it be a trick?

Zhuge Chen thought about it carefully, and still felt that it was unlikely, after all, the previous fluctuations could not be faked, even the immortals of the first two realms were difficult to do.

The white-clothed young man put down the rubber pillar sword in his hand, pointed to the corpses under the field and asked: "Tell me about the appearance of that master, if you dare to talk nonsense, the corpse over there will be your fate." ”

The leader who had no worries about his life naturally knew everything and spoke out 1510. After hearing this, Zhuge Chen still shook his head, because although what this thief said was true, it was not helpful in the end.

At this moment, a young man ran over, pulled Zhuge Chen's white clothes and said, "Are you a hero who came to save us? These are bad people, please help us avenge." ”

Zhuge Chen's heart moved slightly and shouted angrily: "You dare?" After speaking, he grabbed the young man covered in blood, released a sword qi, and cut off the thief who came out of the knife.

Originally, he only planned to teach this gang of thieves a lesson, but now he can't suppress his anger. Directly with a sword to kill, in an instant, the sword light here is noisy. And Zhuge Chen shuttled between the crowd with a wide opening and closing, and after a while, more than a dozen thieves who were still arrogant and domineering all fell to the ground.

Walking past the corpses of the thieves, Zhuge Chen keenly noticed a black smoke not far away. He lifted his whole body and walked over slowly, walking around the black smoke a few times, but he didn't find any clues.

At this moment, a thief who was already dead and could no longer die staggered to his feet, kicked the ground and punched Zhuge Chen's back, smashing it into a wall.

Where the smoke and dust started, Zhuge Chen coughed twice, patted the white clothes on his body, smiled, and said: "The pseudo bamboo basket is such a little skill, to be honest, it doesn't hurt very much!"