Anyang Shuangqiao is divided into one bridge and two bridges, and the first bridge is the main bridge road connecting Qingshi Lane and Jiuqu Lane to Donglai Street.

"Ning You" was hit by a snowball from Yuan Cheng on a bridge more than four months ago and was sick for three months.

The second bridge is the connecting bridge between the West and East Nine.

This is probably the only place in Jiuqu Lane where bluestone is paved.

In a moment, Ning Wuxin's footsteps landed on the stone slab of the second bridge.

The summer rain for several days has caused the water level of the Anyang River to rise, and the river water is slightly churning.

Ning Wuxin didn't have time to shake off the mud on his shoes, and suddenly felt something, turned his head slightly, and looked at a bridge in the dark twilight.

An old man was sitting cross-legged on a bridge, holding a cigarette stick in one hand, smashing the cigarette holder and spitting out smoke, and holding a fishing rod in the other, the long line of which was constantly pulled by the churning river......

How weird it looks in the middle of the night.

The old man has gray hair and messy hair, half a chicken nest, a shabby face, a flat nose and small eyes, and a shriveled mouth with a big white beard.

This was the second time Ning Wuxin had seen this old man since he was reborn.

The first time I encountered it during the daytime while fetching water.

As for the past, it was probably the previous one.

This old man is the owner of the only bookstore in the town, although the bookstore is only open in the middle of the night, and the books sold are ridiculously expensive, the business is really okay.

Ning Wuxin glanced at the flickering red at the end of the old man's cigarette stick, and the corners of his indifferent lips hooked.

She thought that in her previous life, she accidentally heard a conversation between Fu Canghai's mother and son-

Mother, the news you got is confirmed?

My fearful grandfather...... Did you really pass on the scriptures passed down from generation to generation by the Fu family to Fu Mingjing?

The beautiful woman sneered:

The Fu family has been a corrupt Confucian generation for generations, how can you ever look down on the female generation? What's more, your sister killed your uncle, the iron-clad fact, just for these two points, your grandfather will not pass it on to her, and now that she has fallen into the devil's path and will not pass it on to you, is it possible that she really plans to cut off the inheritance of the Fu family!

As the master of this world for thousands of years in the future, how could he watch the sage seed in the stomach of the second mother-in-law being deprived, and watch the pair of "double pupils" sent to my stomach?

As she spoke, she glanced at the young man beside her who looked like five or six points with her, probably inexplicably, and said, It's a pity that the innate heavy pupil was not grafted on you, otherwise, the old man would have cried and begged to pass it on to you.

He has been planning all his life, ruined a great path, and finally got the luck of the town for a thousand years, in order to what? Isn't it to restore the glory of his Fu family? It is for this illusory glory that he did not make a move, otherwise, with his shallow foundation, I am afraid that it will not be long before he will be torn off by other families in the town and return to the quagmire of Jiuqu Lane.

Whether it is the families of Changsheng Lane or Baotong Lane, the accumulated heritage and the forces standing behind them are not something that he can compete with Fu Zhengnian, and he Fu Zhengnian can sit in this position, which is also ...... At this, she paused.

He sneered again, and now his two sons are dead, and the saint seed is also extinct.

With his current cultivation, if he wants to have another son, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, except for Fu Mingjing, he can only pass it on to you Fu Canghai!

At that time, Ning Wuxin just walked out of the bookstore and walked into a wide alley, and the mother and son happened to walk into the bookstore from another alley, and they also lost the town's Taoism to the ban, otherwise they would be separated by a wall, and they would never be able to hide from the mother and son who were whispering. Of course, the mother and son knew that they couldn't hide it from the owner of the bookstore when they acted in this world, but they didn't mean to hide it, they had no fear.

......

Looking up at the misty void of the town, Ning Wuxin suddenly thought of a person—Yuan Yanluo.

She remembered that Yuan Yanluo had said such a thing to herself.

"The town is like a prison, locked up sinners, but also locked up life, they all say that every reincarnation can usher in an amnesty, but who doesn't know, in the year of amnesty, the spirits are rampant, vitality? heh, it's just a joke......"

At that time, Ning Wuxin didn't think it was mysterious, and was only surprised that such a pretended mysterious sentence came from the mouth of this Dongtu Buddha.

After Yuan Yanluo died in Jiuqu Lane, she walked through the town again by herself, and she came into contact with more "outsiders".

She finally realized what she meant.

——This ordinary town has existed for more than 300,000 years, and every thousand years there will be a different family in charge of the town, distributing thousands of years of luck, and continuing to survive with this luck.

In the same way, the town is also a cage, supporting batch after batch of slaves of war.

For example, Fu Mingjing's father, Yuan Cheng's father, and even Yuan Yanluo, are all ......

It's just that the first two died on the battlefield, and Yuan Yanluo was the lucky one who broke free from it.

In addition, the town is open to the public every sixty years, and this time is not only an opportunity for the outside world, but also an opportunity for the minor children of the town, but unfortunately, not all children can jump out of the cage, and some just enter the cage from one side of the town. There are people like Fu Mingjing who can get some freedom, but there are not many.

More children with excellent bones were controlled and became the dead of one side or the other.

Just like her. From the very beginning, it has become a bargaining chip for Mrs. Ning to trade with the layout behind her, and has become a furnace for cultivating "Blackstone". How ridiculous?

As for where the "war slaves" were sent, it was not something that Ning Wuxin could reach for the time being.

She only guessed one thing, she was brought out by Mrs. Ning from that place.

Ning Wuxin smiled coldly.

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