On the broad official road, Lu Yun was dressed in casual clothes and riding a horse.
This is the first time he has left the capital since he traveled through time.
Everything in the world has a strong attraction for him.
After they completely left the garrison area of the capital, the prosperity on both sides of the official road had visibly faded, and shantytowns even appeared in many places.
Control...
Lu Yun reined in his horse.
Pinghua Town has arrived.
The neighborhood in front of us is dilapidated and depressed, the streets are deserted, and the guise of the wine shops on both sides of the road is rotten, and it has obviously been neglected for a long time.
"This is actually at the feet of the capital?"
Even though Lu Yun was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.
Ta, da, da...
Lu Yun continued to ride forward, his speed was very slow, his face was full of curiosity, but his eyes were extremely cold.
It's so weird.
Why is there no one in the town in broad daylight?
Lu Yun's hand was naturally placed on the handle of the knife, his eyes and ears were listening in all directions, and he would immediately get angry if something went wrong.
Um?
His eyes suddenly looked forward.
The next moment, a dozen figures ran towards the corner of this arc-shaped street.
They were both men and women, all wearing patched shirts. Many of them were holding sticks and hoes in their hands, and they all looked nervous.
"Sir, outsiders are not welcome in this town, please leave immediately."
Lu Yun turned over and dismounted.
He looked at the nervous-looking people, smiled, clasped his hands and said, "It's getting late today. I want to stay in a small town for one night and set off early tomorrow morning, okay?"
Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all turned their attention to the middle-aged man who was leading the group.
He pondered and asked: "Where does the little brother come from?"
"Capital Master."
"Where to go?"
"Tian Yang Town."
After asking, the middle-aged man thought for a while, exchanged glances with the left and right, and said, "Okay, I'll allow you to stay here for one night and leave before the rooster crows tomorrow."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Lu Yun pretended to be happy, took out a few silver ingots from his sleeves, and quietly stuffed them into the middle-aged man's hands.
The middle-aged man shook his hand, feeling the weight of the silver ingot, and looked at Lu Yun with slightly softer eyes.
"Little brother, let me give you another piece of advice."
advice?
There's drama!
Lu Yun keenly felt that there seemed to be some clues about to appear, and quickly turned his head to the side.
"Speaking."
The middle-aged man waved his hand to signal those people to go back first. After they were all gone, he whispered to Lu Yun.
"Don't go out at night. If you hear a sheep braying, don't search for the source of the sound. Just cover your head and sleep."
sheep?
Lu Yun wanted to ask something else, but the middle-aged man clasped his fists and left in a hurry.
The sun sets in the west.
Just in case, Lu Yun took his horse outside the town, found a place with plenty of water and grass, tied the reins, and then returned to the town alone.
"System, sign in!"
"Detected: [Pinghua Town]."
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the King-killing Sword!"
This name seems familiar?
Lu Yun thought to himself, and gradually, his facial expression began to change, from dull at the beginning to shock to joy.
He finally remembered.
King-killing sword!
A weapon used by a legendary martial sage named King Killer.
According to the "Wanxiang Martial Arts Code", the King-killing Martial Saint had no plans to kill in his life. There were countless dead souls gathered under the King-killing Sword in his hand. He was hated by heaven and earth. He finally disappeared after a battle with the Wanxiang Martial Saint and has not been seen since.
As for the outcome of that battle, Wanxiang Martial Saint did not disclose it.
"This is the King-killing Sword!"
The blade is as narrow as a standard long sword, as bright as frost and snow, with a single edge, and the tip is curved like a crescent moon. It is a three-foot thin knife.
The back of the knife was covered with countless scales of unknown creatures. It was dark and cold to the touch.
West Factory...
King-killing sword...
Lu Yun gave a bitter smile: "It seems that they want me to go all the way to the dark side on the road of court hawks and dogs!"
He took out the seven-star sword and clashed the two.
Click!
This precious sword treasured by the Nine Sect Admirals is like porcelain in front of the King-Slaying Sword, breaking into pieces at the first touch.
hiss!
Looking at the pile of debris on the ground, Lu Yun's head suddenly became as big as a bucket.
"It's over, how will I explain to Concubine Wu when I get back now?"
Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, Lu Yun found an abandoned hotel. He carefully checked every room in the hotel and finally chose a room with a window on the second floor.
He planned to observe here for a while tonight, and if there were really no clues, he would take the initiative.
As night falls, the sky is filled with stars.
The originally deserted town was shrouded in darkness, adding a hint of horror.
The wind picked up, and the tattered wine shop fluttered in the wind, as if paying homage to the dead.
An hour passed...
Two hours have passed...
Until three hours passed, Lu Yun still found no clues. He decided not to wait any longer and took the initiative.
Lu Yun used the martial arts "Night Blur" and came out of his hiding place and rushed in the direction where those people left during the day.
He thinks there might be something he wants there!
At the end of the street, there is a burning bonfire.
About a hundred or so ragged townspeople gathered here, including men, women, and children, but no elderly people.
The dozen or so people who had appeared during the day were standing on the outermost edge, seemingly surrounding these people.
"There are still the last few nights."
"Yes, God is about to show up, and we will live a good life soon."
Some of them were whispering to each other.
The eyes of most people are full of enthusiasm, and only a few people have a trace of doubt and pity in their eyes.
And that middle-aged man is one of them.
"It's all fate. In this world, why is it so difficult for us ordinary people to live well?"
Suddenly, a bonfire started.
"The Taoists are here!"
"Everyone stand still!"
The middle-aged man didn't care to worry about the spring and autumn anymore. When he heard the shouting, he couldn't help but shuddered. He hurriedly lowered his head and stood aside respectfully.
Baa! Baa! Baa!
The braying of sheep sounded from far to near, one after another, and the fishy smell of animals came from all the way.
Da da da…
Four men with shiny dark skin came slowly over on tall horses, followed by a large herd of goats.
Most of them are skinny and listless.
On both sides of the goat herd, there were eight or nine dark, skinny men, with their necks slightly hunched and whips in their hands. They looked like people who were looking after the goats.
After their group arrived, the four men led by them stood at four corners on the slightly raised stone platform behind the bonfire, with the middle space empty, as if they were still waiting for someone.
"father!!!"
At this time, a middle-aged woman in the crowd suddenly burst into tears for some unknown reason.
What!
Among the sheep, an old goat looked here, looking a little restless.