Forced to be a villain, my righteousness comes first

Chapter 155

If you do not live in Sanchuan, you will not return to Sanchuan Road in death.

This ballad is the ridicule of the people in the land of Sanchuan to themselves, and it is also the most appropriate description of the land of Sanchuan.

The Land of Three Rivers is really not a good place!

Although this piece of land is located at the geographical core of the Xia Clan's ruled area, some people even suspect that the land of three rivers is the most fundamental ancestral land of the Xia Clan and the place where the Xia Clan people rely to make their fortunes.

But now in this land of three rivers, there is really nothing worth nostalgic about.

First of all, the terrain. This land of three rivers is surrounded by mountains and rivers that are known as millions of mountains. All the bustle, hustle and bustle, prosperity and growth are all isolated from the outside, and only the simplicity, toughness, enthusiasm and courage are left to the people of Sanchuan.

Followed by Sanchuan, Sanchuan is three big rivers, but they are three incomplete rivers!The terrain inside Sanchuan is flat, the river flows very slowly, and the water is clear and shallow, just like the wind in Sanchuan, there is no anxiety at all.However, the three rivers are densely packed, and the large and small tributaries divide the land into fragments, and there is almost no complete piece of plain land that can be used for planting.

Furthermore, the climate, millions of mountains block all the wind from the three rivers, without wind, there will be no clouds, and there will be no rain, and the three rivers will have a few less weather, and a few less season.

The last thing is resources. The land of Sanchuan has nurtured generations of Xia clan children, but it has also exhausted all of itself. Now, Sanchuan has no ability to repay the people who live here. The times are like Forget about this land.

Every morsel of food eaten by the people here requires them to make great efforts to obtain and compete for it.

It is such a place that seems to be peaceful, but in fact has long lost hope. There are still five ancient cities that barely exist. Although the young people in the cities have a little ability, they will leave here and go out. Will not be coming back.

However, there are still 10,000+ people who are still living here with difficulty. They use small boats to travel, rely on Sanchuan, and rely on the craftsmanship passed down from ancient times to live here tenaciously.

Although life is difficult, the people of Sanchuan are tough, and they have also bred many heroes.

Not to mention further away, but just talking about the "Li Tian Taoist" a hundred years ago, that is an earth-shattering hero who came out of the land of Sanchuan. Although he eventually fell, his contribution to the people of Sanchuan is still firmly established. The imprint of the three rivers is on the land.

The Haihe Society is an organization that inherited the will of Taoist Litian. It took root here instead of Taoist Litian, took care of this land, and was nurtured by this land. It spread along the three rivers and transformed the huge The root system radiated to more than half of the Xia people's territory.

According to public information, the Haihe Club has more than 1 official members!But in these three rivers and five cities, there are more than one hundred thousand people, all of whom are members of the Haihe Society.

With ten halls, each with its own side, the members work together to form a strong cohesion and self-identity.

In fact, compared to a gang, this Haihe Society is more like a local mutual aid organization in Sanchuan. Their members don't collect taxes from the poor people like other gangs and extract their little money, but they act like a protection group. God generally gives them more help.

Merge with these people.

This is also the reason why these three rivers and five cities cannot tolerate foreign forces, even if it is Shangzong, it will not be acclimatized here!
Silently reviewing these materials, Li Xing sold his carriage and horses, and the three of them changed to a large boat, and came to a small market town outside the Sanchuan Land, where they would continue to change to a small boat.

As for the reason, Li Xing looked at the calm river, and he could see the depth of the bottom at a glance, and then looked at the canyon in front of him. The deep canyon disappeared between the mountains, as if there was no the end.

After supplying some food and water, Li Xing hired a local small boat, the awning boat was very similar to the one that Old Wu used to have.

The boatman is also a middle-aged uncle in his 40s with an honest face, and his wife is in charge of the meals on board with him.

The boat is their earning tool and their home.

In this way, Li Xing took Haitang and Lao Hu along the gentle flowing water, and under the slow management of the boatman, they drove into the deep canyon.

In the valley with many mountains and peaks, in the gentle water waves, slipped into this peaceful land of three rivers.

The apes on both sides of the bank are screaming, birds are flying, and the high peaks cover a lot of light, making the river surface like a mirror, reflecting the reddish-brown peaks, which are far and deep enough to be painted in ink paintings.

Returning to the familiar place, Lao Hu completely relaxed, his face was no longer tense, he breathed the air of Sanchuan longingly, a smile began to emerge on his face, looking at the mountains and rivers of the land of Sanchuan, the feeling of love Love can never be faked.

The boat moved very slowly, and Haitang put her little feet into the water, playing with the fish in the river, splashing waves of water from time to time, making her laugh a lot.

Li Xing was a little confused when he saw the information on the land of three rivers. The people in the land of three rivers knew that the biggest problem that troubled them was transportation. Open up several avenues... or re-dig the river channel to dig out a route large enough for ships to enter and exit.

But now that he has come in person, these two questions will have answers.

Through the clear river water, the boulders at the bottom of the water clearly come into view, one after another boulders of various kinds make the bottom of the river flat.

Look at the mountains again, towering into the clouds, one after another, thin and steep.

It is beyond the reach of human beings.

Suddenly, there were bursts of roars and the sound of weapons being handed over in the distance.

Li Xing and others searched for their reputation, and saw someone fighting to the death on a narrow path halfway up the mountain in front of them.

From time to time, someone lost his footing, fell down the mountain stream, and fell heavily into the river...

Although they couldn't see their appearance clearly, the battle must have been very fierce. The sound of slashing and roaring could be heard endlessly, and it lasted for a long time before it stopped.

The boatman was not surprised, and continued to row the boat without haste.

"Boatman, is this a common situation?"

"My lords don't know, ever since the adults of the Haihe Society went there to recapture the Daozang of the 'Li Tian Taoist', there have been many such things!" The boatman looked at the bodies floating on the river in the distance. The corpse, on the other hand, also had a sad expression on its face, as if empathizing with it.

"Aren't you afraid?" Li Xing asked curiously: "This must have a great impact on your peaceful life, right?"

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop!" The boatman actually said such a philosophical sentence, "But we believe that the masters of the Haihe Society will definitely lead us out of difficulties!"

"Without a doubt!" Lao Hu took over the conversation.

He didn't pretend anymore, and with a little force with both hands, Li Xing easily broke free the thick rope that tied him all the way, and then Lao Hu walked to the side of the boat.

He stared solemnly at the corpses floating by on the river. The closest corpse was wearing a close-fitting black jacket.

Li Xing also knew that it was the uniform uniform of the Haihe Club.

Lao Hu didn't shy away from it at all, picked up the corpse, turned it over, and saw a strange face, with a slightly ferocious complexion and the roughness that is the signature of the Haihe Society.

I saw that the neck of the dead body had been slashed severely, the bones were visible in the depths, and the head had almost been severed. This is absolutely impossible to survive!
"This damn world!" Lao Hu didn't say anything harsh.

But the boatman also saw this young man from the land of three rivers. Although they were strangers, they were also his compatriots.

Lao Hu put down the body, allowing this Sanchuan native who grew up in the river to merge into the river again.

Since he can't take Sanchuan Road, let Sanchuan Heshui take him home.

There were more and more corpses, almost blocking the entire river surface. The boatman sailed the boat carefully, avoiding the collision between the hull and the corpses, so as not to disturb these venerable warriors.

Of course, if it wasn't for the corpse of Haihehuiren, he wouldn't care, and would even run over the corpse directly to vent his anger a little.

Li Xing roughly counted, and the battle was [-]-[-], because there was not much difference between the number of corpses in short coats and the corpses in messy clothes.

"Old Hu!" Li Xing saw that Old Hu was preoccupied, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

I saw the tiger's eyes still raised, looking towards the middle of the mountain, where the fighting had stopped, but Lao Hu still seemed to be able to see his brothers fighting there.

"This is one of the land routes into the mountain, and it is guarded by the brothers of Qingmutang..." Old Hu seemed to be explaining, but also seemed to be muttering to himself.

"These guys, I'm afraid they are individual travelers who want to sneak into Sanchuan and get some benefits!"

"Very worried?" Li Xing reassured: "The Haihe Society is such a big organization, I am afraid that it has already prepared for it, so you don't have to worry too much! A fight here at least means that the Haihe Society is still tenaciously resisting! It is not so easy to lose Let's go!"

"However, in my opinion, this Haihe will eat Taoist Litian's Dao Zang, so it's still a little bit emotional!"

Without looking at Lao Hu's eyes, Li Xing continued: "I won't talk about those individual travelers who are picking up cheap, they can't make a big difference, but these Shangzong will not be in the way!"

"Especially the Shangzong near the land of three rivers!"

"They won't just sit and watch your Haihe Society, which is so large in scale, produce another Litian Daoist, goodbye Tiandi, and another Shangzong who surpasses most of the previous sects!"

Hearing Li Xing's sincere analysis from the heart, Lao Hu squinted at him, then turned his head away.

"The people in Sanchuan don't think so!" Lao Hu said slowly: "Sanchuan is the Sanchuan of Sanchuan people. There is too much need for a Shangzong here, not only the Haihe Society, but all the people here need the appearance of this Shangzong. !"

"The people of Sanchuan have waited too long for this day!"

"For this day, the people of Sanchuan will never give in, no matter what they have to face! Even if it is the enemy of the world!"

Lao Hu's tone was slow and firm, as if he carried everything about Sanchuan on his shoulders.

As if responding to what Lao Hu said, the boatman slowly sang the folk song of the land of three rivers: "The soul returns, comes and goes, is far away and resentful, and swings like a dream."

The distant tone echoed in this empty canyon, and gradually drifted to the distant mountain, and the same song echoed in the distant mountain water, as if it was complementing the boatman's song.

Listening quietly to this unfamiliar ballad, Li Xing had a feeling: "When we get inside, let's go separately! You go back to your hall, and I'll go find Yu Luocha!"

"Why, you're not going to take me to receive the reward?" Old Hu laughed.

"A mere 100 taels, is it worth my effort?" Li Xing waved his hand disdainfully, "I'm going to go drink with those two hall masters!"

"In the current situation, they may not have time to see you, an idler!" Old Hu snorted coldly.

"By the way, Lao Hu, what's your real name?" Li Xing asked suddenly: "We've been walking together for so long, and I don't even know your name yet!"

Li Xing patted Lao Hu's shoulder carelessly: "You don't know, I have a deep friendship with them!"

"When the time comes, I will say a few good words for you in front of them, and you will be transferred back to the main hall! It will save you from being homeless all day long."

"No!" Lao Hu stood up.

At this moment, the small boat has slowly sailed out of the canyon, and the setting sun is about to set in the distance. Under the setting sun, there is an ancient city standing by the river.

That is the first city in Sanchuan. The local people call this city Wangxiang City, which means that when the local people come here, they will see their hometown when they see this city. People who leave here have to look back, and the last thing they see is their hometown!
Lao Hu couldn't bear his excitement, and didn't say anything to Li Xing, and simply waved his hand.

Dang even jumped out of the boat and stepped into the river. I have to say that the water is really shallow.

After Lao Hu jumped down, even though he was in the middle of a river with a width of [-] meters, half of Lao Hu's body was still above the water.

I saw Lao Hu striding forward, but as he advanced, he was actually slowly floating up. After a few steps, he seemed to be walking on the water surface, galloping on the water surface, the speed was so fast that people looked sideways.

Lao Hu's light work is not timid!

At least it is also a mirror of the gods. From these two skills alone, Li Xing knew that Lao Hu was so clumsy along the way.

"This guy, why bother?" Li Xing muttered to himself, but a possibility also appeared in his mind.

Could it be...

Li Xing turned to look at the boatman, pretending not to care: "Boatman, have you seen this guy just now?"

"Excuse me for my stupid eyesight, but I have never seen this one."

"That's true!" Li Xing laughed at himself, "How could it be such a coincidence?"

Immediately, I went to the boat and looked up at the cloudless sky that was dyed blood red by the setting sun.

"Please come on, we have to rush to Ancient Xia City overnight!"

(End of this chapter)