Leicheng is an important town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the small bridge and flowing water pass through the city, and there is really a feeling of green water surrounded by people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Zhen and Ziyan came to Thunder City together, they had just experienced a killing turmoil, and Ziyan's heart was gloomy, just like the sky on the top of Thunder City.

Leicheng is far away from the war in the capital, showing the comfort of the south of the Yangtze River, and the city is full of tourists and lively, but it makes Ziyan's mood slightly better.

"Brother Zhen, you see that this place is a bit of a paradise. Ziyan looked at the place as if it had not been affected by the war at all, and it was still a thriving scene.

"Well, it's quite hilarious. Li Zhen followed Ziyan, looking at it as he walked, and he didn't know the dark waves behind this surface prosperity.

Li Zhen has heard that this Thunder City is a famous place for fireworks, and officials and wealthy businessmen from all over the world spend money here, and it is common for them to spend a lot of money.

Gambling, cockfighting, dice, pai gow are all over the streets of the city.

Therefore, Lei City also gathered a group of ruffians and hooligans of three religions and nine ranks, and in this land of Lei City, it became the soil for criminals to accumulate.

Of course, the most famous in the thunder city has to be regarded as Yunshui Lake, the reason why this lake is famous, or the service of Lei Mountain, according to legend, Lei Shan is a god in the private mortal world, and a woman in the thunder city fell in love, but the matter was discovered by the emperor in charge of the gods in heaven, the emperor was angry and turned the god into a towering thunder mountain, and the beautiful woman in the world turned into a pool of lake water, which continued to flow to the thunder mountain, but the lake water just did not flow dry. The fate of the gods and the woman is only left on the level of this mountain and water.

Since then, Lei Cheng has had the reputation of being a three-point city and a seven-point woman, and the gods do not love the immortals in the clouds.

Li Zhen and Ziyan walked on the shore of Yunshui Lake, listening to the legend of Yunshui Lake, and each smiled slightly.

The scenery on the lakeside is pleasant, although the cold wind is bleak, but the people here are like a fire in their hearts, they seem to be particularly enthusiastic, the boatman on the lake has a melodious boat song in his mouth, and the thunder mountain in the distance reflects the majestic body in the Yunshui Lake.

Suddenly, a flute sound came from the surface of the lake, and the sound was like a jade warning, and Li Zhen and Ziyan walked to the shore.

A man in white stood at the front of a lonely boat, overlooking the mountains in the distance, playing a moving flute music solo, the cold wind blowing his long hair, a sense of fairy wind and bones.

"Brother Zhen, look at what kind of person is that, listening to his flute sound tactfully and melancholy, as if he has an infinite story in his heart. Ziyan's eyes stared at the white-clothed man on the lonely boat, with sympathy in his eyes.

"Is there one? Why didn't I hear that there were so many stories in his flute?" Li Zhen scratched his head, he listened to it well, but he didn't listen to it as attentively as Ziyan.

"Brother Zhen! You may not understand this rhythm, but sometimes it's just a song, and you can feel the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of that person's life. Ziyan smiled at Li Zhen and said.

"Is it so powerful? A single song completely betrays a person's heart? Who dares to learn music and rhythm?" Li Zhen stared at Ziyan with incredible eyes.

"You still don't believe it, you usually know how to fight and kill, where do you understand these realms of spring and snow!" Ziyan snorted at Li Zhen, as if complaining about Li Zhen's incomprehensible style.

"Hey, you see there's a monkey over there, let's go over and have a look!" Li Zhen came out to play in the mountains and rivers, how could he be in the mood to listen to Ziyan talk about these things in the clouds and fog, he dragged Ziyan away from the lake.

The man in white disappeared from Ziyan's sight, replaced by a bad old man, and the dirty monkey in his hand, Ziyan couldn't help but pout a little reluctantly.

Ziyan was dragged by Li Zhensheng to watch the monkey.

"Dangdangdang......" A rapid gong sounded, and the three little monkeys held by the old man jumped on the monkey man.

The old man ordered the little monkeys to line up, and asked them to squat down and stand up, just like the trainers, and the little monkeys' simple and cute appearance made the audience laugh.

Li Zhen pulled the purple smoke and squeezed his head behind the crowd on the third floor and the outer three floors.

The already crowded streets are even more impassable because of the arrival of the monkey man.

"Get out of the way...... get out of the way," a rude shout came, and a bunch of hooligan thugs sprang out of the crowd, each with a thick waist and round arms, standing in front of the old man.

"What do you have to say?" asked the old man who played the monkey unhurriedly, obviously an old oilman who had been in the rivers and lakes for a long time.

"See your mother's teaching!"

The hooligan leader slapped the old man, and the old man covered his face and slowly stood up.

"In broad daylight, you dare to beat people, is there any royal law?" the old man shouted hoarsely.

"Wang Fa, let me tell you what Wang Fa is. "The hooligan leader rounded his arms and was ready to fight.

"Stop!" a crisp scolding sound, and a man in white came out of the crowd.

"Brother Zhen, it's him! Ziyan recognized the person at a glance.

"That's it, why is he here?" Li Zhen watched the incident quietly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't be like me, a house slave. The man in white stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"You still have a bit of a human flavor when you speak!" the hooligan leader looked the man in white up and down, and said coldly.

"Uncle, you see, we are new to the place, we are not familiar with the place, when we arrive in the precious land, we don't understand the rules of your temple gate, if there is anything wrong, please forgive me!" said the man in white in front of the hooligan leader.

"The rules are nothing, it's just that it's at our door, why don't you give the brothers a meaning? They all rely on the sky to eat, and there are several families waiting for food with their mouths open! We are men, and we can't support them!" said the hooligan leader shaking his head.

"Yes...... The younger brother has some broken silver here, and he asked the uncle to put it away and invite the brothers to have a cup of tea. The man in white took out some pieces of silver from the clothes on his chest and respectfully placed them in the hand that the hooligan leader had stretched out long ago.

"Do you really think Lao Tzu is begging for food?" The hooligan leader looked at the broken silver in his hand, threw the money in the face of the man in white, stared at the man in white viciously and scolded.

"A few heroes, we are really penniless, this time we will raise our noble hands, right?" The man in white looked polite, with an eager gaze in his eyes, and asked in an almost pleading voice, which was completely different from the style of his painting on the lake near the water.