Wang Yun and his entourage pondered as they walked. Brother Wang, look. Following the direction pointed by his entourage, Wang Yun looked up and saw that there was a tall blue-gray building in front of him, and a blood-red flag on it, which was still rattling in the wind.

There are several big characters embroidered on the flag, punching Chuandong and kicking Bayu,. A few people walked forward. The door was open, and several corpses lay on the ground.

Wang Yun leaned down and touched it with his hand, there was still residual warmth. Apparently there was a bloody battle just now. Continuing to walk inward, the plaques of the five tigers in eastern Sichuan that shook the world were scattered on the ground.

At this time, I saw a beggar-like child searching among these corpses, scattering pieces of silver and goods.

It can be regarded as a kind of robbery, right? Wang Yun smiled bitterly in his heart. The world is so cruel, take these dead people as an example, aren't the fame and fortune they fought for with their lives still taken away by this beggar in the end?

At this moment, the beggar apparently saw them as well. The beggar raised his oily face, rubbed his nose with his dirty hands, raised his face and asked, aren't the uncles locals?

Wang Yun laughed, how do you know that we are not locals? The beggar laughed, showing his white teeth.

And then boastfully said, first, the clothes you are wearing are not our local fabrics. Our locals are proud to wear Shu embroidery, and the fabric you wear is from the south of the Yangtze River, second, I grew up in Baidi City since I was a child, and I am basically familiar with the people here.

And you look strange. Wang Yun laughed, little brother has good eyesight! So let me ask you if it is feasible personally?

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