Chapter 271: The Deceased Is Like Sifu

Zijin Town.

Shocked.

Even though the sun has risen, the gloom of last night has not dissipated.

Although no one saw anything directly, the sounds of the extremely tragic fighting last night were clearly heard in the ears of every citizen of Zijin Town.

Moreover, almost none of the people who went out last night came back.

Panic.

Some people have already begun to pack their things and prepare to flee to the deeper states and counties that have not yet been affected by the vampires.

What's the use of just running away?

Lu Wu looked at all this and didn't stop it, but just instructed the Zijin Town guards on the side to maintain the order of Zijin Town, and then he came to Yunyue Xuan, the largest inn in Zijin Town.

It's not that he needs to rest after a tired night, but that he wants to see someone.

Naturally, this person is none other than the white-haired man who saved his life last night by turning the tide, but he can't even say his name.

Lu Wu walked upstairs quickly to the No. 1 room of Tianzi, knocked lightly on the door, and then stood aside with his crossed hands.

Last night, the white-haired man said that there were conditions for saving people, and the first thing he did was to find an upper room and ask for hot water for a bath.

The room was naturally booked by Lu Wu, and he also took advantage of the other party's bath to buy ten jars of the most expensive wine from the best liquor store in town, because he vaguely remembered that this one was famous for his alcoholism back then.

"Master Bai, I prepared some wine for you, when do you think it will be delivered?" Lu Wu was respectful, did not dare to have the slightest transgression, he was born in the early years of Qinglongsi, and there was still some bad habits in the capital, and later joined the army The bad skin gas on his body was all converted into iron and blood, in the army, not vulgar etiquette, he was not even so respectful to the top boss at the end of the night, but for this person he had to play 120,000 points of spirit, first, the martial arts shown by this person have really reached the point of appalling, second, this person disappeared for ten years, I don't know how much anger is hidden in his chest, just with what the court did to him back then, he didn't directly take down his Lu Wu's head and kick it as a ball。

He didn't know what to call this person, so he could only call Bai Ye.

"Come in. The person inside spoke, and the door slowly opened automatically.

Lu Wu hesitated, but stepped in step by step.

When he walked inside and saw the person inside, he was stunned for a moment, the person inside was no longer the same person as the person last night.

After washing, he changed into a new outfit, the man with long white hair tied up, black clothes like ink, white hair like snow, just sitting there without moving, Lu Wu couldn't help but hold his breath.

The coercion on this man's body is too heavy, so heavy that people dare not breathe.

Lu Wu had never felt such coercion, even in the face of the emperor, he had to lower his eyebrows, looked at the floor and said: "Master Bai, your car is also ready, but this place is simple, and the carriage may have shortcomings, please ......"

"It doesn't matter. The white-haired man shook his head.

"Master Bai, do you want to ask someone to drive for you. Lu Wu asked again.

"No, what about the book I asked you to prepare for me?" asked the white-haired man again.

""On Heroes", "The Legend of Demons" and "Current Affairs" are all prepared for you. "Naturally, it is impossible for Lu Wu to forget these things.

"Okay, thank you. The white-haired thanked him, as if he was very peaceful, without the slightest anger.

But Lu Wu naturally didn't dare to slack off, so he still said respectfully that he didn't have to be polite.

"Have you seen me before?" Whitehair suddenly asked again.

"Uh...... Indeed, I have seen you a few times in the capital before, but you are a noble person who forgets things, and I am afraid that I don't remember the villain. Lu Wu was shocked, for fear that the other party would remember that he had stalked him and killed him with a backhand, and he still wanted to go home to ask for a wife.

"I remember, you're the end of the night. The white-haired man remembered the past.

"Ahem, yes. Lu Wu could only answer stubbornly.

"Alright, let's go. The white-haired man said dryly.

Lu Wu breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye, turned around and took a step, but when he heard the man call him, he was suddenly terrified.

"Excuse me...... And also...... What's the matter? ...... Don't worry, I will never tell you about seeing you, I have also explained to Fang Zheng, he is a person who is extremely afraid of death, so ......"

"No, don't be afraid, I'm not actually a person who likes to kill people very much, you don't have to keep your mouth shut, anyway, the whole world will know soon, I just want to say, I haven't seen you for ten years, you help me bring a good one to your family, and I said that I invited him to drink when I married a wife, but I didn't expect him to marry a wife first, did he have a child?" The white-haired man's voice was steady, which made Lu Wu breathe a sigh of relief.

"There have been wars all these years, but not yet. ”

"Yes. ”

After that, there was no more words, Lu Wu waited for a while, and found that there was nothing else, so he immediately walked out of the door quickly, walked on the stairs and remembered that the person just now said that the whole world would know about it soon, and he immediately saw sweat in his head, and made up his mind to pay attention to it, not to say anything about seeing this person, he even wanted to kill Fang Zheng and extinguish his mouth.

In the afternoon, an inconspicuous carriage drove out of Zijin Town, and no one knew how much the person sitting in this carriage would bring to the whole world.

According to the "Collection of Current Affairs" written by the late Liu Feng, a famous writer in Beijing:

In March of the first year of Yuping, the Qinglong Division was stationed in the 17 states of the world to establish a health office to supervise the civil and officialdom.

In April, a holy decree was issued in the capital, strictly ordering the Qinglong Divisions in all parts of the country to carefully inspect and kill anyone who dared to discuss the anti-thieves with an ancient surname, regardless of their deeds or just their names.

By August, there were no 17 states in the world who dared to talk about the name of this ancient surname anti-thief, let alone the deeds of this person.

However, in the seventh year of Yuping, the world changed greatly, disasters were rampant, and the people were not able to make a living, and countless uprisings with ancient surnames suddenly appeared in various places, and their words must be called that the emperor was unkind, so the heavens sent disasters to punish them, and only the ancient heroes could save the world.

Among them, Chang'an Gu's voice is the most powerful.

The emperor sent troops to encircle and suppress, but due to natural disasters, there was no effect, and after September of the seventh year of Yuping, the rebellion of the vampire demon has begun to take shape, and there is turmoil in various places, and there is no time to suppress it again.

Now, the ancient flags of the world are all in one place, and they have unified the orders of the Gu family in Chang'an, and they have actually occupied the land of Yongzhou, dominating Guanzhong, with strong soldiers and horses, and the number of supporting troops has reached 100,000.

The name of the ancient heroes has also spread all over the world, and no one can stop it.

When the "Ancient Heroes ......" read this volume, the white-haired man was passing through Yanzhou, driving through Yanzhou, and the horizontal plain was vast and could see the Yongzhou Plateau in the distance.

Lifting the curtain, under the sunset, the water rushed, and the white-haired man was extremely stunned for a while.

Zi said: The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night.

"Old friends, I'm back. ”8)