After the exile, the Goddess of War became a group favorite

Chapter 113

"Okay." Lu Ziqi nodded, he had nothing to say except to return the bamboo slips.

The family happily returned to the village. Before entering the door, they saw his wife pacing at the door with her hands behind her back. As soon as they saw them coming, they immediately laughed: "Hey, grandma's golden grandsons. It's back."

"grandmother."

"Grandma."

"Mom, it's cold outside, hurry back."

"Milk."

"grandmother."

Everyone got out of the car and shouted one by one. The old man smiled and walked into the house with the youngest Lu Xiaomei talking.

The adults of the Lu family rushed to help when they came out. Seeing the two carriages, Lu Zihao couldn't help asking, "What did you buy? So much?"

"They're all written by Brother Wu." Lu Jiaojiao smiled and said, "But there are still a few bolts of fabric, and the second aunt said to buy them to make clothes for everyone."

"That's it," Lu Zihao nodded, "Hurry up and go in, we're going to have dinner soon."

"it is good."

Everyone nodded and strode into the room.

After a while, the adults began to set the tables. Although several members of the Lu family were absent, there were three full tables. The children helped to carry the dishes and meals.

"Doudou, when will Erlang and the others come back?" While eating, the old man suddenly asked.

Lu Anran replied: "Five days sooner, ten days slower, don't worry too much, Grandpa."

"This is their experience, so I'm naturally not worried." The old man nodded, probably because he was too happy, he drank several sips of wine: "What are you going to do?"

"Tomorrow, my second brother and I will go to Licheng to see the situation first, and we can plan after we have an idea in mind."

"It should be like this, you just do it." The old man smiled and took a sip of his wine, and said with great emotion: "This is the way your father and I have been in this generation, and the prosperity and decline of the Lu family depends on your generation. "

"What are you talking about, dad? We are only around [-], and we still have time to work hard." Lu Xueqing retorted angrily.

Lu Changqing also smiled: "Father, don't be emotional, our brothers are still young and can break through."

"Hmph, Chuang!" The old man let out a snort, and looked at the brothers angrily: "I didn't say you, even the younger sister can do light work, what about you? What can I do to help?"

As soon as the words came out, the brothers were immediately embarrassed. This old man, let's just say it, and actually said it in front of the children, how embarrassing it is!

"Grandpa can't say that."

As soon as Lu Anran spoke, the eyes of several people lit up, they had to go around.

"Uncle, my father, they can't learn martial arts because the bones have grown and healed, and there is little chance of changing.

In addition, since ancient times, the country has been governed by literature and the country by martial arts, so whether some individuals know martial arts will not play a decisive role in the development of the country. "

Hearing this, everyone nodded their heads, as if they didn't know what they had heard, and they didn't know if they understood it or not.

Lu Anran smiled helplessly, "Okay, grandpa eats vegetables."

"Okay, hahahaha..."

"Hey, kid Qi'er, this is meat, you can't eat it!"

"quack!"

"Hey, grab him, grab him, don't let him stuff his mouth, that's from Wukong's bowl!!!!"

A dinner ended with everyone's laughter and laughter. ,

Early in the morning, it was still dark.

Lu Anran and Lu Ziqi got up early, greeted Liu Shi and Lu Wenyi, and headed directly to Licheng.

"General," in the barracks, Lin Chong opened the curtain and walked in, cupped his hands, and reported, "Lu Anran and Lu Ziqi are going to Licheng, should we..."

Chu Yiheng didn't answer, just waved his hands, then continued to look at the letter in his hand, and said slowly: "The person who was lost in her brother's hands last time has not been able to explain to the Fifth Prince, so it is not easy to act rashly now. "

Hearing this, Lin Chong didn't speak, but stood aside, side by side with Wei Xin, the two of them were silent, the only sound in the entire tent was the sound of Chu Yiheng pulling the bamboo slips.

The mountains in Lingnan are full of emerald green, and the winding mountains are like a green ribbon extending from here to endless places.

There is also a unique smell in the air, and the fragrance is graceful in the eyes of the seasons. It is peaceful and warm. Such a mild weather is perfect for sleeping.

But for Lu Anran and Lu Ziqi, it was just the passing scenery in the morning. As the riding time got longer, the trees on both sides of the road gradually became short and sparse, and finally gradually disappeared, replaced by loess and dry tumbleweed.

After walking and stopping for three hours, the two finally arrived at this legendary abandoned city at one o'clock in the noon.

"vomit--"

The sound of vomiting suddenly sounded, and Lu Anran said without looking back: "Look at you, if you know how to do light work, you don't have to suffer this crime."

"Ouch—me, me too, vomit—" Lu Ziqi's face was pale, and he couldn't complete a sentence. He was also depressed at the moment. He had just started learning martial arts, and he didn't know that riding a horse was so bumpy, and he had never ridden before. After so long horse.

He didn't reply, Lu Anran glanced at him sideways, saw that he was still retching, and handed him a bag of diluted spiritual spring water: "Drink some."

Lu Ziqi nodded, took it and drank it down, feeling instantly comfortable.

It's just that Lu Anran's brows twitched as the cow chewed peonies, he let out a breath, and turned his head to look at Licheng not far away.

The first thing that catches the eye is a piece of broken bricks and broken tiles, the city wall is only more than one meter high, and it has become incomplete. It has long been demolished by the original residents here to build their own houses.

The two got off their horses, grabbed a handful of stones on the city wall, exerted a little force on their hands, and with a click, they all shattered.

Looking up at the city gate again, it turned out to be a gate made of three logs, with a rotten piece of wood hanging on it, with the word Licheng written on it.

"That's it?" Lu Ziqi frowned, and couldn't help but think of the Xiongguan Golden Gate in the south of the Five Ridges. The city wall with a height of more than ten meters is daunting. It was built between two mountains and connected the two mountains with a city wall. The shining jade-like city wall Shining brightly in the sun, even a little dazzling.

This comparison is really...

Indescribable!

He glanced at Lu Anran, but saw her leading the horse in with a calm face, he hesitated for a moment, then followed her in.

There is no difference between the scenes inside and outside the city gate, the sky is full of loess, the only difference is probably the small yellow mud houses.

Occasionally, a few thin and ragged people can be seen, their faces are expressionless and lifeless.

Seeing the arrival of the two men in bright clothes, the people here didn't react at all, and there was no trace of anger in their gray eyes. Just like everyone said, this is a dead city.

There are no shops in the whole city, and people who are rarely seen are bartering, probably because there is no money at all here, and it can only be done in this primitive way.

Lu Anran walked around the small town of tens of thousands of square meters and observed the surrounding environment.

As we have learned before, the west is a large forest, which completely covers the entire west. It seems to have millions of square kilometers. There are many barbarians living in it, and there are many barbarian tribes.

(End of this chapter)