Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

until it disappears from sight.

The old shopkeeper finally came to his senses and ordered the waiters to take care of the inn, while he walked quickly to the town.

It didn't take much effort.

The government officials have already arrived.

Lock down the entire inn.

Seeing this situation, it attracted many pedestrians.

This is the only way to enter the Miao Village.

Merchants traveling from north to south.

A smuggler of salt.

and a large number of local poor people.

Anyway, just watch the fun.

For a moment, there were crowds of people outside the inn, and they were surrounded by people.

What happened last night.

Not many people know.

Even those pedestrians who stay in the hotel.

After going to bed early, I only heard a few angry curses, and then there was no movement. I didn't think much about it, turned over and continued to fall asleep.

Until now.

Only to find out that the inn was closed.

There were a few others, yawning and thinking about going to the second floor for dinner.

result……

Be caught off guard.

I saw the corpse that had not yet been wrapped in white cloth.

For a moment, he froze in place in fear.

There is still a little bit of sleepiness.

It wasn't until those people carried away the body covered with white cloth that several merchants woke up from their panic.

Smelling the pungent smell of blood.

I just feel like my stomach is turning upside down.

Don't say you're hungry, you'll want to vomit all the overnight food in your stomach.

"what's the situation?"

"dead?"

"It seems like it was really murderous."

"My lord, how many are dead? One, two...seven."

"I'm afraid Old Meng's inn won't be able to open anymore. With so many dead people, who would dare to eat at his house?"

Saw bodies being carried out one after another.

The people watching outside the inn suddenly let out bursts of exclamations of surprise.

Although this year.

The road is frozen to death.

But these people were obviously killed.

For most of them, who have lived in villages and towns all their lives, the impact was still too great.

Many parents with children.

He quickly covered his daughter's eyes with his hands.

I'm afraid that 24 they will have nightmares when they go back at night.

"Everyone, don't be afraid."

"These are grass bandits from Lao Heishan. They were killed by the righteous last night. The boss, Wei Laoshan, committed suicide on the spot!"

Seeing everyone so scared.

A man who looked like an official stood up.

He pointed at the corpses and shouted.

"Old Black Mountain?"

"It turned out to be those damn bandits."

"Shh, take it easy."

"Damn it, I didn't hear the mayor say that Wei Laoshan is dead."

"It seems so, good kill!"

As the mayor finished speaking.

Outside the entire inn, the crowd was filled with anger.

Some of them were more or less oppressed by the old Black Mountain bandits.

Many family members even died at the hands of these bandits.

Kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Chen Zhao, who was standing far away under the old tree at the entrance of the village, holding the horse, couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw this scene.

About to set off.

Out on the trail.

Suddenly there was a shaking sound.

Looking from a distance, dust is everywhere, and it seems that a large number of people are rushing here.

Chen Zhao glanced attentively.

Soon a team appeared.

Bypassing outside the town, we headed straight to the vast mountains of Lao Xiong Ridge.

"They seem to be the defenders of Nuqing County."

"Are you going to fight Lao Heishan?"

"It's definitely true. Once the leader of the thieves dies, the damned lair of Lao Heishan's gang can't be saved."

"God opened his eyes."

"It's best to hang the heads of these bandits on the south gate of the city to scare other mountain bandits."

"Don't think about it. The county has carried out so many encirclement and suppression campaigns. This time it will definitely be serious."

"Stop talking and go home and set off firecrackers."

"..."

From a distance, I heard the cheers of the people outside the inn behind me.

Chen Zhao didn't stop at all.

Get on your horse.

Leave quickly.

In a blink of an eye.

Six or seven days passed.

Chen Zhao finally entered the border of northern Shaanxi.

On the bank of the Yellow River.

The effort spent along the way was actually somewhat beyond his expectation.

most places.

They are all deep mountains and old forests.

There is not even a road.

Often you can only take a detour.

Warlords are in power, banditry is endless, and famine is everywhere.

Along the way I saw so many things that I could never have imagined before.

Can you imagine that a few dollars can buy a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl and take her home as a slave?

him at the moment.

Lead the horse and stand on the shore.

Looking at the rolling water of the Yellow River.

The gloomy mood accumulated in my heart dissipated a lot.

only……

Makes him weird.

He clearly asked on the way that this place was an ancient ferry.

There are ferry boats every day.

But now on the endless water, there is almost no ship visible.

Not even a fisherman was seen.

"Strange thing."