Rumors began to spread, some said that the old owner of Chu village had transformed into a fox, some said that Chu Yuan would be punished by heaven for offending the immortals, and some said that the Chu family had become too murderous in recent years and that the evil spirit was at work.

"There must be an expert." Chu Yuan said in a deep voice as he stared at a drawing left by the old village owner Chu on his desk - the whole picture under the black stone cliff was in it. It turned out that the old village owner Chu had made sufficient preparations for his family to move eastward.

.At that time, Heishiya had already been famous for many years under the management of the Chu family.

Compared with a small sandbank and a continent backed by a long river extending in all directions, Chu Yuan hastily chose the latter.

Chu Tao echoed: "Father's vision is indeed good. Without the convenience of Heishiya Ferry, the Chu family would not have the influence it has today."

"However, who would know that the funeral is not up to anyone..." Feng Ruohan sighed, "The Bilian Continent has been branded as an ominous place since then, and the disciples of the Zhuyu Sword Sect are looking forward to evacuating Bilian Continent every day.

Lianzhou. But on the day when I really planned to leave, when the ship was about to set off, there were actually people crying and offering sacrifices by the Changhe River!"

"Crying sacrifice? Who can do such a bastard thing?" Xie Junhe said with wide eyes.

Feng Ruohan closed his eyes, shook his head solemnly and said: "Although it has been more than thirty years, the cry still lingers in my ears. The old man still remembers the lyrics: The son is gone with the water now, the hot blood is left empty... The sword chases the dust..."

The old eyes were still closed, but two long lines of tears slowly shed.

A cold light flashed in Chu Tao's eyes, and he looked quite surprised, and then his eyes were filled with melancholy.

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a cry for mourning?" Xie Junhe was puzzled.

"It did become a funeral song later - Twelve years ago in Bilianzhou, my father passed away, and I went with the boat to support the coffin in the funeral. On the long river, someone sang like this..." Chu Tao suddenly turned his face away, as if he had been singing in those years.

Troubles weighed heavily on him again.

"That year, a Taoist who talked nonsense came to visit. He said with a smile: The Chu family is about to run out of energy, and the oil and lamps are dry. They were driven away by everyone. Later, the hero Chu Yuan was on the boat and said to the people on the shore who blocked his way.

"After entering the Jianghu, life and death are determined by fate. No matter where you are in the future, you will be buried in Bilianzhou. Unexpectedly, twenty years later, the words will become a prophecy..." Feng Ruohan already choked with sobs.

Is it destiny? Or is there a pair of invisible hands secretly controlling this chess game, and they are just this person's chess pieces?

"Destiny?" Chu Tao sighed silently, "In the following years, the family was separated and relatives and friends perished..."

Xie Junhe tilted his lips coldly: "It seems like fate, but I wonder if it's a man-made disaster!" He never believed in God.

Chu Tao nodded: "Perhaps someone intends to force the Chu family to leave Bilianzhou?"

Feng Ruohan is noncommittal, how to verify it? Jianghu affairs are intertwined, and there are too many things that cannot be tested. Today you are scheming others in the game, but you have no idea that you have become a piece in other people's chess game. For decades,

He has seen all the prosperity and tasted all the hardships. The ups and downs of the Chu family are all hidden in his heart, without saying a word: "However, if the young master decides to return to Bilianzhou, he must be careful."

Chu Tao responded loudly: "We can't wait any longer, sir. If Jiang Shaoyun is not eliminated, the martial arts world will be restless."

"What happened to the old monster?" Xie Junhe asked in surprise.

"In the month you were recovering from your injuries, three more rangers died inexplicably on the South Bank. Not long before their deaths, these people had talked in restaurants and other places about the descendants of the Lihua Sword Sect's intention to take revenge on the martial arts, and about the rampant white-clothed holy envoys.
Chapter completed!