With that sudden burst of speed, the donkey jumped past the little donkey with a "swish" sound. In the blink of an eye, all he could see was the raised tail of the little ox.

The big bastard almost fell off the donkey's back, and his face turned green with anger. What do you mean?

The little donkey who bullied me can't run fast, can it?

If I don’t run, you won’t run either. When I run, you run so fast?

Son of a bitch!

"Drive~"

The big tortoise hurriedly took out another winter white from his pocket, hooked up the fishing rod and hung it in front of the donkey.

"Aou, Aou~"

When the little donkey saw it, he stretched out his tongue and ran faster.

…

After a while, the town arrived.

Qin He jumped off the back of the bull.

This is a large town. If it were surrounded by a city wall, it would look like a small town.

The town has not been affected by war, and the houses and buildings are more exquisite than elsewhere. You can see several courtyards, red walls and green tiles, pavilions and pavilions when you enter. You can tell at a glance that this is not an ordinary house.

However, what is shocking is that the town is silent at this moment, the roads are full of dead branches and leaves, and no one is cleaning them.

The entire town was filled with a strong aura of evil and death.

Occasionally, three or two figures can be seen, and they flash past in a hurry, like ghosts, as if they are avoiding something.

The most shocking thing is the exposed lake bottom outside the town.

This is a small town near the water, and next to it is a lake with abundant water.

However, at this moment, the entire lake has dried up into a piece of white land, and the huge crack can easily allow an adult to fall directly into it.

The cracked earth was extremely deep, and there were streaks of gray smoke coming out of the cracks, extending from dozens of steps away to the end of the sky, like a huge burning field, so that the entire sky was shrouded in gray smoke.

Along the shore of the lake, a large number of fishing boats were stranded on the muddy tidal flats. Occasionally, one or two floating boats could be seen.

There is no doubt that this place turned out to be a very lively water town.

The existence of painted boats shows that there is already a popular prostitution industry here, which is a sign of enjoyment.

But I don’t know what strange thing happened that turned it into what it is now.

Without any hesitation, Qin He walked step by step towards the town.

The spring days are getting warmer, but the trees on both sides of the road are still withered and yellow, and there is no trace of green.

"Kacha kacha~"

The dead branches and leaves underfoot were trampled to pieces with each step.

The noise alerted everyone in the house. After looking at each other through the cracks in the windows and doors, Qin He hurriedly dodged.

Downwind ears can clearly hear their rapid breathing.

The whole town was trembling in the scorched earth atmosphere.

Walking into the town, the doors and windows of every house were closed. Most of them had dust piled up to their ankles in front of their doors. They had obviously fled.

However, just when Qin He was worried about where to find someone to ask about the situation, a wisp of wine mixed with burnt smoke floated into Qin He's nose.

Qin He stopped and looked towards the direction where the aroma of wine was coming from. It was a street corner with a small wine stall, a few small tables, and a stove, on which wine was being warmed.

Qin He walked over and saw a sign standing in front of the stall, nailed a little crookedly next to the stove, with four words written on it: Hundred Liang Wine Stall.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a mustache and sallow skin. He was lying on a recliner with his legs crossed, munching melon seeds leisurely. When Qin He came forward, he didn't get up. He just asked lightly: "Drink?"

Qin He nodded, "Drink."

"Sit down." The stall owner pointed to the table behind him.

Qin He sat down, and the stall owner stood up and scooped out a pot of wine. He also picked up a plate of melon seeds and put them in front of Qin He. He also grabbed a handful from the melon plate and said with a hook, "One hundred taels."

Qin He glanced at the signboard of "One Hundred Liang Liquor Stall" and without any hesitation, he took out two silver ingots and handed them over.

The stall owner took it and threw it into the wooden box next to the lounge chair. He looked so casually, as if he was throwing in not two silver ingots, but two copper plates.

Qin He became even more curious when he saw this, but did not ask.

Everyone in the whole town was trembling, but he was lying on the street as usual.

The most important thing is that a pot of wine and a plate of melon seeds cost one hundred taels of silver.

It's not worth the price to sell the calf and the donkey together.

If he wasn't beaten to death, there must be something wrong with him.

Qin He just wanted to see what kind of road this was?

What?

No idea, a black-hearted liar?

It doesn't matter, if he doesn't know the way, just send him to the way.

So Qin He was not in a hurry. The land of Lu was in ruins, and it was not easy to find a place where he could drink after leaving the city.

I took a sip of the wine from the full glass. The wine was not bad, but the temperature was good. It was slightly hot but not difficult to swallow.

"Master Yuan Qing has arrived, Master Yuan Qing has arrived~"

At this moment, two overlapping voices suddenly sounded, the voice was stiff and without any hint of popularity.

Qin He followed the sound and saw a sedan carrying a sedan approaching not far away.

The two bearers carrying the sedan chair were stiff and upright, with dull faces.

Sitting on the sedan was a slant-eyed alchemist with a pointed and thin face, and his eyes revealed philistineness and greed. When he saw the wine stall, he hurriedly ordered: "Stop, stop."
Chapter completed!