Chapter 3 Someone Comes from Far Away

When the heavens and the earth first opened, all things were the same, regardless of whether they were superior or inferior, and there was no talk of life and death.

Time shuttles, time and space change. Later, people gradually appeared between the heavens and the earth. And when people appear, all living beings are the same, they drink blood, are born, old, sick and die.

Time changes, time changes. Later, the beings who were originally the same gradually became different.

Some of the people who live in this world are born to live longer than others, and some are born stronger than others.

And some of them feel the world more than others.

There are many people who are the same in this world, but there are only very few people who are different. The biggest difference between those who are the same and those who are different is the perception of heaven and earth.

From ancient times to the present, people have called those who cannot perceive heaven and earth mortals, and those who are close to heaven and earth as monks.

Mortals abound, and monks are a million.

Life is a long road, and the road of cultivation is long.

The storyteller once said:

Cultivators, enter the world, see all things, see all sentient beings, and sigh for the next life.

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Twenty miles away from Fuliu Town, a team of people was rushing to Fuliu Town.

Directly in front of the team were two black horses, tall and strong. Sitting on the horses were two middle-aged people, one fat and one thin. Behind the middle-aged man, there are two carriages, the first carriage is slowly pulled by three good horses, the carriage is gorgeous and spacious, and the second carriage uses only one horse, the body is not big or small, and the carriage is simple.

On the left and right of the carriage procession were a group of men, each with a sparkling eye and a weapon. At the end of the team is a middle-aged man with a beard, the middle-aged man holds the reins in one hand and the other in his arms, yawning, he is the financial officer of this team, and he is also the weakest mortal in this team.

The group rushed for a long time, and the team maintained a quiet and tense atmosphere. Until the people at the back of the motorcade moved.

The middle-aged man with the beard at the back of the car pulled his left hand, rode to the side of the road, accelerated slightly, and approached the second carriage, when the man approached the carriage, he was obviously a little nervous, he slowed down, rubbed his hands, and carefully rode the horse in line with the second carriage. Through the curtain of the carriage, the middle-aged man with a beard kissed and said;

"That...... Immortal Master, Fuliu Town is... Only... It's just ahead, do you need me... I'll go say hello first, lest those grass people offend the young ladies without knowing whether they are alive or dead. The middle-aged beard spoke in a flattering tone, but it was obviously a little afraid, and he spoke softly and intermittently.

After a while, an old voice came out of the car:

"No need. ”

The old voice came out, and the owner of the voice didn't say a word at all. The old man and his party came out this time with the intention of hiding their whereabouts, and they also found this convoy to hide people's eyes and ears, how could they let a person who settles accounts in this area go to the town to fight grass and scare snakes first.

The middle-aged man with the beard was taken aback, but he didn't feel that the answer in the car was inappropriate, so he quickly accelerated and returned to the rear of the team. So the convoy went back to the way it was.

At the front of the convoy, the fat middle-aged man looked at the thin middle-aged man.

"Big brother, we really have to make money by escorting this group of people? Their origin is unknown, I'm afraid that something will go wrong on the way," the fat middle-aged man said with some worry.

The thin man waved his hand, signaling his brother not to be distracted and to continue on his way. So the fat middle-aged man didn't continue to ask.

This fat and thin are brothers, the fat one is called Zhang Dawu, and the thin one is called Zhang Dawen. Originally, their father wanted the two sons to have their own strengths, but they didn't expect the two sons to become martial artists. Fortunately, these two brothers are quite talented in this martial arts, the two began to practice martial arts at the age of seven, and at the age of fourteen, the two of them learned martial arts until they entered the hall. Therefore, these two brothers have excellent martial arts talents, and their toughness and temperament are both good. Therefore, the two of them are on the road of martial arts, and it can be said that it is smooth sailing.

After the next fourteen years, Zhang Dawen's talent was obviously even more amazing, and he entered the realm of a little grandmaster. The younger brother is a little worse, but he is also a half-step little grandmaster. Relying on these two brothers, who are fat and thin, and talented, the Zhang family has become a first-class gateway step by step from the lowest level of the Piff Martial Arts Hall, and they rely on their own strength to give people darts, or to be thugs, and even sometimes to pick up a few murderous transactions, in short, the two brothers have come to this day.

Among all the families within the five surrounding towns, the Zhang family ranked second.

And this time, the work that the two brothers of the Zhang family took over sounded very simple, just escorting a team of people to Fuliu Town. Originally, the Zhang family paid attention to a clear understanding of the work before, but this time the identity of this group of people is unknown, the purpose is unknown, it stands to reason that Zhang Dawen is unwilling to take the risk of taking such a job, but the reward given by the other party is really outrageously high. The group has traveled all the way, and so far they haven't encountered any * trouble.

But in this world, where is there such an easy amount of silver.

At the front of the procession, the two horses leading the way stopped, so the carriage convoy also stopped.

At the same time, among the six people on both sides of the carriage procession, the two people in front did not stop, continued to move forward, and finally stopped on both sides of Zhang Dawen.

This is the tacit understanding they have formed over the years: as long as the person leading the carriage stops, no matter what the situation, there must be someone in the carriage convoy to support it.

On the road in front of the carriage procession, there was a red horse, and on the red horse, there was a person, wearing a hat, looking at his figure, the person who came should be a man.

When he stood in front of the team, the two brothers of the Zhang family glanced at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

The basis for the judgment of the two was that the man on the red horse did not use a sword, a spear or a sword, but a halberd, and it was a giant halberd.

Those who are not skilled in martial arts do not need strange soldiers.

"What do you have to do?" Zhang Dawen said tentatively. He stalled for time as he questioned and scratched his right hand on the horse's neck without a trace.

Zhang Dawu's eyes flickered, and he immediately turned the horse's head "at will". The two brothers have been in their hearts for so many years, and when they encounter this kind of thing, they have long had a clear heart. When people block the road, of course, it is necessary to protect the safety of the escort or the goods first.

But the people on the red horse, did not say a word, did not expect "this road is my drive" such words, when he saw Zhang Dawu turn his head, the man in the hat just raised his hand, lightly released, and people and horses immediately rushed out from all around, there was no rush to charge, there was no noisy shouting, just everyone, the eyes were like poisonous snakes.

The number of people who came out was not less than 100.

Zhang Dawu didn't dare to make any more moves, he thought that the man with a hat greeted people because of his actions.

But Zhang Dawu was obviously wrong.

When Zhang Dawu turned the horse's head, the man wearing the hat had already ordered the charge, and when Zhang Dawu's horse took the first step, the man with the hat himself began to charge.

At the same time, the two people from the left and right sides of Zhang Dawen in the carriage convoy also launched a charge.