Anyang Bridge is divided into one bridge and two bridges, and the other bridge is the main bridge connecting Qingshi Lane and Jiuqu Lane to Donglai Street.

"Ningyou" was hit by a snowball on a bridge for three months and was ill by Yuan Cheng.

Second Bridge.

It is the main bridge connecting Jiuqu East and West, and this is probably the only place where bluestone is covered in Jiuqu Lane.

moment.

Ning Wuxin's footsteps fell on the stone slab of the second bridge.

The summer rains for several consecutive days caused the Anyang River to rise, and the river water was slightly tumbling.

Ning Wuxin didn't have time to shake off the mud on his shoes, and suddenly felt something. He turned his head slightly and looked at a bridge a hundred feet away from the dark twilight.

An old man was sitting cross-legged on a bridge, holding a cigarette pole in his hand, smashing his cigarette mouth and spitting out mist, holding a fishing rod in his hand, the long line of the fishing rod was constantly pulled by the churning river water...

It's weird no matter how you look at it in the middle of the night.

The old man had a messy white hair, half a chicken coop, a shabby face, a flat nose and small eyes, and a big white beard on his shriveled mouth.

An ordinary old man in the countryside.

This is the second time Ning Wuxin has seen the old man since he was reborn.

The first time I encountered it when I was fetching water during the day.

As for the past? It was probably the first thing I did in my previous life.

The old man is the owner of the only bookstore in the town. Although the bookstore only opens in the middle of the night, the books sold are extremely expensive, and the business is really good.

If you don’t open it, you will be able to open it for three years.

But what are you fishing here today?

Ning Wuxin glanced at the old man's burning red eyes flashing at the end of the cigarette pole, and his indifferent lips curled up.

She thought that she accidentally heard a conversation between Fu Canghai and his son in her previous life—

Mother, the message you received is confirmed correctly?

My timid grandfather... didn't really pass on the scriptures passed down from generation to generation to Fu Mingjing?

The beautiful woman sneered:

The Fu family has been corrupt scholars for generations, so how could they look down on female people? What's more, your sister killed your uncle and his wife, and it's just that, your grandfather wouldn't pass it on to her. Now that she has fallen into the devil's path and doesn't pass it on to you, is it true that she really intends to cut off the inheritance of the Fu family? Your grandfather is afraid that he doesn't have the courage to do so.

As long as Fu Zhengnian has three parts of blood, as the master of this world for thousands of years, how could he watch the saint seeds in the womb of the second wife be deprived of, and watch the pair of "double pupils" be delivered to my stomach?

As she said that, she glanced at the young man next to her who looked like her, probably with inexplicable eyes and said:

Unfortunately, my natural double pupils have not been grafted on you, otherwise the old man should have cried and begged to pass it on to you.

He had planned all his life, ruined the great road, and finally got the luck of the town for thousands of years. What was he doing? Isn’t it just to restore the glory of his Fu clan?

It was precisely for this illusory glory that he did not take action. Otherwise, with his shallow foundation, he would not have been torn off by other families in the town and returned to the muddy pond of Jiuqu Lane.

Whether it is Changsheng Lane or Baotong Lane, the accumulated foundation and the power behind it are not something Fu Zhengnian can compete with him.

He was able to take this position, and it was...

Speaking of this, the beautiful woman paused and did not continue to talk, as if she was taboo about certain things and people.

He sneered in a blink of an eye, and now his two sons are dead, the seed of the saint is gone. With his current cultivation level, it is as difficult as climbing to heaven. Apart from Fu Mingjing, he can only pass it to you Fu Canghai!

At that time, Ning Wuxin happened to walk out of the bookstore and walked into a wide alley. The mother and son happened to walk into the bookstore from another alley. Fortunately, the town's Taoism prohibited, otherwise it would be separated by a wall and would never be able to hide the mother and son who were talking. Of course, the mother and son knew that they could not hide the behavior in this world and could not hide it at all, but they had no intention of concealing it. They were just fearless.

...

He raised his head and looked at the void of the small town's mist and light vines, Ning Wuxin suddenly thought of someone - Yuan Yanluo.

She remembers.

Yuan Yanluo once said to himself this.

"The town is like a prison, locking up sinners and locking up vitality. It is said that every cycle of reincarnation can usher in a grand amnesty, but who doesn't know that in the year of amnesty, monsters are rampant and vitality? Haha, just a joke..."

At that time, Ning Wuxin didn't feel what this said, and was only surprised that such a pretentious sentence came from the mouth of this Buddhist son of Dongtu.

After Yuan Yanluo died in Jiuqu Lane, she walked through the town again by herself. After more foreigners came into contact with, she finally realized the meaning of this sentence.

——This ordinary town that cannot be more ordinary has existed for more than 300,000 years. Every thousand years will change a family to control the town, and divide the fortune of thousands of years, so as to continue to survive with this fortune.

Similarly, this town is also a cage, raising batches of slaves of war.

For example, Fu Mingjing's father, Yuan Cheng's father, and even Yuan Yanluo are all...

However, the first two people died on the battlefield, and Yuan Yanluo was the lucky one who broke free from it by chance.

besides.

The town is open to the public every sixty years. This time it is not only an opportunity to give external forces, but also an opportunity for underage children in the town.

Sadly, not all children can jump out of this cage, and some just enter another from this cage in the town. There are not many people who can get some freedom like Fu Mingjing.

More children with excellent bones are controlled and become dead soldiers or cannon fodders on one side.

For example, she has become a bargaining chip for Mrs. Ning to trade with others behind her, and a furnace for cultivating "Black Stone". How ridiculous?

As for where the "war slaves" they raised were sent, it was not something Ning Wuxin could touch.

Ning Wuxin only guessed that he was brought out from his place by Old Woman Ning.

The male and female person suddenly smiled coldly.

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Chapter completed!