The tenth year of Tianbao, July.

Cheng'an County.

The dark clouds rolled in the air, and the world was gloomy and cold.

On the burnt land, a dead tree stood alone on the side of the road. The crow above the dead tree looked slightly at the front.

Standing alone on the side of the road, his body was stained by the mud, his body was pitch black, his hair mixed together, covering his head, his facial features were not visible, and his hunched body could not tell his age.

The thin and dirty body was just naked, naked, and the ribs were almost breaking through the skin on the abdomen.

His legs moved unnaturally, moving little by little towards the front, and the shrinking objects under his crotch swayed as he advanced.

There was a heavy sound of horse hooves in the distance, and the ground trembled slightly.

The man turned around.

Three tall and strong war horses carrying its owners rushed from the road.

The war horse was covered with heavy armor, woven in pieces of iron chains, and even the horse's head was covered with iron chains, and a fan-shaped piece of iron was supported.

As the war horses ran, the chains made a heavy collision sound.

The owner of the war horse was also wearing heavy armor, with three black feathers on his head helmet, and his face was covered with a mask. The copper-colored mask showed a strange smile.

Extravagantly vexing.

When both sides encountered each other, the knight held a ring-headed knife and turned his head to the side, making a slashing posture.

"Puchi!"

"Gar~~~"

The crow let out a sharp and harsh cry, and flew into the sky with its wings.

The knight withdrew his knife and disappeared on the road.

Only a headless corpse was left, standing in the distance, blood was leaking from his neck weakly, then kneeled down and fell heavily.

The crow flew across the road, and many scenery kept flashing in its eyes. Finally, it reflected in its eyes was a turbulent river.

Zhangshui.

A lonely fishing boat was struggling hard on the turbid Zhang River.

Four or five older children were standing on the fishing boat and retrieving the fishing net.

The water was turbulent, and the water splashed constantly against the broken fishing boat. The fishing boat moaned and the bumps became more and more serious.

But the children stood steadily, and they were shouting something.

The Zhang River appears in a certain grayish-yellow color, making people unable to see the scene in the river.

It seemed as if unspeakable shadows passed by the fishing boat, and bursts of water splashed on the fishing boat.

The children struggled to pull up the fishing net, but they didn't get much. The children rushed to open the mud, and the small fish flipped their bodies and slapped the cabins, with their dull gray eyes cold.

Zhang Erlang squatted in the middle, flipped through the mud, and grabbed a big fish.

He was about to say something with a smile, but suddenly, his aftermath had swept something.

"ah!!"

He suddenly threw the fish in his hand to the ground, took two steps back in horror, his feet instantly unbalanced, and he fell towards the Zhangshui behind him.

Everyone was frightened by this incident and was stunned.

A powerful big hand grabbed Zhang Erlang's neck. The hand was very big, as if it could cover Erlang's entire face. The big hand pulled him up.

After being pulled up, Erlang knelt on the board, covering his throat, and gasping for breath.

He looked up and saw the person who had just saved him.

This man is not very old, less than twenty years old.

He was tall and occupied three or four people alone. He had a bulging short clothes, Kong Wu was powerful, holding a fishing fork in his left hand, his face was as black as a knife, and his fishing boat was swinging continuously, but he was as calm as a mountain, standing on the boat, still moving.

At this moment, he was looking down at Zhang Erlang with his head down.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Taozi...fish...that fish..."

Zhang Erlang pointed at the fishing net tremblingly.

Liu Taozi glanced at the fishing net, opened her mouth, "Dang."

The children were very obedient and quickly picked up the oars and began to drive towards the shore desperately, but the Zhangshui River was holding them tightly and didn't want them to escape.

Everyone rowed for a long time and was in a hurry. The fishing boat finally arrived at the shore.

After fixing the fishing boat, a group of people quickly got off the boat.

Liu Taozi pulled out the fishing net alone and threw it on the ground.

Zhang Erlang stood aside carefully and pointed at the big fish. Liu Taozi picked up the fish and looked at it carefully.

He pulled something out of the fish's mouth.

A piece of curved fingers.

Liu Taozi put his finger aside and continued to search in the mud.

Soon, the spoils were piled up.

His fingers, ears, and a head that had been eaten halfway through. The head was very small, just a little bigger than Liu Taozi's fist.

"Vomit~~~"

The teenagers around could no longer hold it back and bent down and vomited.

Liu Taozi had been searching for a long time, but he stood up and looked at the piled up human remains on the left.

"Erlang, we won't need the fishing boat for the time being. When your grandfather comes back, tell him not to fish for the time being."

"This fish can't be eaten."

Liu Taozi spoke.

Zhang Erlang nodded.

Liu Taozi signaled the rest of the people and wanted to leave.

Zhang Erlang suddenly shouted: "Brother Taozi! What should I do with these fish?!"

"Buried."

"Ga~~~"

A harsh crow cries came from the air.

Liu Taozi stopped, raised his head, and a crow flew by.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar, and the ground trembled slightly.

The teenagers were shocked and took a few steps back.

Three knights wearing strange masks ran towards them from a distance, riding their war horses.

When the horses charged for all their might, the earth shook, and the teenagers wanted to avoid it, but their legs became weak and they couldn't even take a step.

The war horse rushed to Liu Taozi all the way, and the knight pulled the horse, lowered his head, and his face almost touched Liu Taozi's face.

The angry breaths emitted by the war horses were blowing Liu Taozi's long hair.

Liu Taozi looked at each other and did not move.

Blood was oozing out from the package hanging around the waist of the war horse.

The knight looked at the people in front of him, his eyes focused on their necks, and he was calculating the heads.

“γ?r q?r?qa!k??r?”

The leader looked at the person on the left and spoke.

The children looked at each other a few times. This was Xianbei dialect and they couldn't understand it.

Liu Taozi took a step back, bowed to them, and said, "p?r??rg?n."

The three knights stared at Liu Taozi suddenly, and the leader laughed, "Chinese people?"

"Han people."

"Oh...what do you do?"

“We are fishermen nearby and fish here.”

The knight's eyes fell on the clearings not far away, and saw the fishing nets and the spoils beside him.

"The harvest is good, but why should you throw those fish there?"

“Why not eat it?”

Zhang Erlang couldn't wait to answer: "We caught the body!!"
To be continued...