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Lu Bei stood quietly on the stone steps outside the Qingling Temple, and not far from him, Su Qingli and Su Qingling sisters were saying goodbye to the Yundao people who saw them off.

"Yun Daoyou, stay. Su Qingli walked in steps, embroidery fluttering, a three-color auspicious cloud, rising from its feet, Qingling little Lori Hao held the arm of her sister Saishuang and deceived the snow, and smiled sweetly: "Master, you can come to see me in your spare time." ”

"Well, don't worry, I'll definitely go to see you when I have time. The Yundao people said with a smile on their faces.

Little Lori Su Qingling turned her head and waved to Lu Bei again: "Brother Lu, I'm leaving..."

Before the words were finished, the auspicious clouds under his feet were carried up by Su Qingli.

In an instant, the three-colored auspicious clouds carried the two daughters into the distance and disappeared at the end of the sky.

Lu Bei silently looked at this parting scene and was speechless for a long time. After that, he turned around and strode towards the mountain road.

Yun Daoren looked at the tall figure of the stubborn young man leaving without saying a word in the distance, shook his head and smiled, and quickly followed Lu Bei.

Yun Daoren chuckled and said, "Little friend, I'll give you a ride." ”

After that, a white auspicious cloud emerged from the void, and the Yundao people grabbed Lu Bei's arm and stepped on the auspicious cloud together.

Yundao people said loudly: "Little friend, close your eyes." ”

High in the sky, the Yundao people stood with their hands in their hands, and the cyan Dao robe was blown backwards by the mountain wind.

Lu Bei sat on the auspicious clouds, the mountains were misty and mist, the breeze was blowing on the pavement, and the scenery around him was also retreating rapidly like a glimpse of light.

Lu Bei felt that it was about two quarters of an hour before he opened his eyes at the prompting of the Yundao people.

Looking back, Qiwu Mountain, which stretches for 1,200 miles and has more than 100 large and small peaks, has been left far behind. As for Zhong Lingyuxiu, the fairyland-like Feiyan Peak only left a hazy shadow.

Lu Bei Chongyun Dao people arched their hands and said, "Thank you for the immortal send." ”

Yundao people nodded at Lu Bei and said: "Xiaoyou, you follow this official road and keep moving forward, and in front of you is Qinghe County, where your hometown is located." Little friend, take care all the way, the poor road has said goodbye. ”

After saying that, he jumped on the cloud and fled to the place where he came.

The people of the fairy road, riding the clouds and driving the fog, traveling in the twilight of the North Sea, are really free.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei's heart was even more yearning for cultivation, and he turned around and strode towards Qinghe County.

In early autumn, the sun was not too dazzling, and Lu Bei followed his memory and walked along the official road to Qinghe County.

In this world, the sky is high and the clouds are low, the grass and trees are abundant, the grass on both sides of the official road is green, it is early autumn, and the wild flowers are blooming, dotted in the endless green.

Lubei is full of ancient mountain customs all the way, and I don't feel that the road is boring.

After walking for about two hours, I saw the outline of a city in the distance. It is the county seat of Naqinghe.

Qinghe County is just a small county town, the city wall is no more than two zhang and a half high, and the moat canal leads the water of Xiaoqing River to irrigate, and the width is not more than five feet. The low city gate hole, the green wall is mottled, the vine is low, and the pedestrians come and go, silently telling the hustle and bustle of this era.

Lu Bei sorted out his bags, shook his spirits, crossed the moat like a jade belt, and entered Qinghe County with the flow of people.

At dusk, an autumn rain drifted by, the sky was dark and unclear, the streets were sparsely populated, and the lights of thousands of homes, like starlight, lit up the gradually dim night sky, but could not light up the loneliness in Lu Bei's heart.

On the second floor of an inn, Lu Bei stood by the window, looking at the rain outside the window.

Thinking of inquiring about Wuliu Village in the county seat in the morning, Lu Bei's heart was awe-inspiring.

Half a month ago, passing demons attacked Wuliu Village, more than 200 villagers, and nearly half of them were killed or wounded.

Such a big thing can be suppressed by the Qinghe County Order, which shows how insignificant the lives of mortals in this world are.

There was a banging knock on the door, waking Lu Bei up from his contemplation.

"Guest officer, the meal has been prepared. A young man in his twenties shouted at Lu Bei in a deep voice outside the door.

"Well, come in and put the food on the table. Lu Bei retracted his gaze and said lightly.

The little servant pushed the door in, lowered his eyebrows and put the food away, turned around and went out.

After Lu Bei had a meal, he ordered someone to prepare hot water, take a bath, wash off the dust, and then lay down and fell asleep.

On the second day, Lu Bei got up early and settled the accounts. I first went to a shop selling weapons in the west of the city to buy a sword, then went to a garment store, bought a few cotton robes and clothes, and asked someone to go to the rice store to buy some rice noodles, put the goods into a few packages, and hired an ox cart for the carriage and horse shop, and then rushed to Wuliu Village.

In the middle of the afternoon, the autumn sun hangs high. The ox cart swayed to the boundary of Wuliu Village, Lu Bei paid the silver money to the old man who drove the ox cart, and walked towards the village with the goods in both hands.

Wuliu Village covers an area of about four or five hundred acres, surrounded by mountains and rivers, although it is noon, but the atmosphere in the village is extremely quiet.

Lu Bei walked into the village, and after a while, he came to the door of the green tile courtyard covered with green vines. This is where the former family of three lived.

Stepping on the steps paved with blue stones, Lu Bei trembled with his right hand to push the wooden door, and a sour emotion in his chest quickly surged into his eyes, and he was about to shed tears.

Lu Bei knew that this was the influence of the residual memories of his predecessor, and he did not forcibly suppress it. Putting down the goods on his back, he held the sword in his left hand and slammed open the door with his right hand.

In the Lujia Courtyard, there are five wooden houses facing south from the north, and a small kitchen courtyard and a large private school room in the east and west compartments.

Lu Bei looked at it, half a moon had not returned, and the grass in the small courtyard had grown wildly past his ankles.

Lu Bei kept stepping on the soft grass and pushed open the door of the wooden house.

A musty smell and a little bit of dust came to my face.

"Ahem......" Lu Bei covered his nose with his sleeve and coughed lightly.

Predecessor memory, fifteen years of life have been spent here, I don't want to be lonely and desolate here without returning for half a month.

After fetching clean water and picking up a broom, Lu Bei cleaned up. In this way, Lu Bei's first day home was spent in the cleaning.

There was no word all night, the jade rabbit fell westward, and the golden crow rose eastward.

The mountain village after the continuous autumn rain is quiet and lonely.

Lu Bei was packing up the relics of his predecessor's parents, and from far to near, there was a faint noise of the crowd.

Then the sound of "knocking" came to the door, Lu Bei frowned, and pressed the iron sword hilt at his waist with his right hand.

The sword in the palm of his hand is nothing more than an ordinary iron sword, but after the attack, it is extremely sharp. In this world, in addition to strong crossbows, swords, and armor, in fact, the government does not prohibit traders from selling iron swords.

Not long after, an old man with a slightly rickety figure and a thin face led the way, followed by a middle-aged fat man with a white face and a slight squint, dressed as a clerk.

The fat scribe was followed by two soap-clothed men with waist knives and big shoulders and round waists.

As soon as the group of four people arrived in the courtyard, they saw the figure of Lu Bei in front of them, and their faces were all stunned.

In front of him, the thin old man with a thin body and a goatee had a memory.

This person is the patriarch surnamed Chen of Wuliu Village, and he is also responsible for the work of distributing forced labor in the village. His name is Chen Qingshan, nicknamed Chen Bancun.

When the middle-aged fat man beside Chen Qingshan arrived in Lubei, a look of displeasure flashed on his face. He bowed his head and said to Chen Qingshan: "Old Chen, what's going on? Doesn't it mean that Lu Xun's family has suffered a catastrophe?"

Chen Qingshan was also embarrassed on his face, but he quickly smiled and said: "Master Xu, Lu Xun's family did die in the previous demon disaster, and even the corpse capital can't be found. ”

"I'm blind when you're the official, who the fuck is this?"

The fat scribe snorted coldly in a low voice, and a pair of small eyes like mung beans also narrowed. The fat scribe's name is Xu Dian, who is the lord of Qinghe County, and as the adjutant of the county order, although he is jealous of Chen Qingshan's son-in-law, he is also limited.

Lu Bei looked at the group of people in front of him with a faint gaze, and he didn't speak, just stood by his sword.

If Lu Bei couldn't see what this group was doing, he would have been in vain for more than 20 years in his previous life.

Presumably, Chen Qingshan's gang took advantage of the disaster of the predecessor family and wanted to embezzle the land and property left by the predecessor.

Lu Bei didn't guess wrong, Chen Qingshan owned nearly one-third of the land in Wuliu Village, and his family lived in Qinghe County, so when the demon plagued Wuliu Village half a month ago, he was lucky to escape.

In the past few days, Chen Qingshan relied on the fact that the county lieutenant of Qinghe County was his son-in-law, and took advantage of the situation to take advantage of some villagers who had suffered from evil disasters, whether they were orphans and widows, or old men and women.

Because there are about 2,000 acres of land in Wuliu Village, another more than 200 acres of land are in the hands of Lu Xun, who is Maocai of Yuyang County.

Lu Xun's family has actually been among Chen Qingshan's targets for a long time.

When Lu Xun was still alive, Chen Qingshan coveted the land under Lu Xun's name, but he thought that he was a teacher in Wuliu Village's private school, and he had a reputation for Maocai, and he was respected in the countryside, so he never dared to act rashly.

I don't want to have a God-given opportunity half a month ago, Lu Xun's family suffered a catastrophe, at this time, if you don't take the opportunity to embezzle the land under your name, wouldn't it be an insult to the name of Chen Bancun.

Lu Bei stepped forward and said to Chen Qingshan: "I don't know if Patriarch Chen broke into Lu's house for no reason, what are you doing?"

The voice was indifferent, as if it suppressed a biting cold murderous intent.