The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

The crowd followed Huang Youqian into Huangni Village. Solo had a long conversation with Huang Youqian alone. Huang Youqian smoked one bag after another, and the smoke filled the air with a pungent smell of smoke. Floating around, just not talking.

"Is Huangni Village the guardian village of King Yu Jiuding?" Solo asked.

"It is rumored that King Yu's Jiuding suppressed the demons of Kyushu. In fact, the Kyushu of Yuwang is divided according to the Jiuqu Yellow River. The Jiuqu Yellow River is related to the luck of China's Kyushu. It can't be moved, it can't be said..." Huang Youqian said.

"Don't worry, we won't say anything, just pretend we haven't been here..."

Solo bought some dry food from the village, got some water, and left a lot of money for the villagers, so he left Huangni Village with everyone.

This time Solo and the others did not take the ancient Yellow River Road, but directly followed the three Zhang brothers to take a shortcut and headed straight to Gudu County.

Everyone looked preoccupied, and hurried on with their heads down. After walking for more than twenty miles like this, it was completely dark, and the Zhang brothers led the way ahead without any intention of stopping.

But Dr. Sun Wenli, Suni, and Sister Dinosaur couldn't walk anymore, and their feet had blisters. The team had to find an old forest to stop and spend the night on the wasteland.

Solo gave up his and Zhao Lao's tent to Suni, Dinosaur Girl, and Dr. Sun, while Bai Xue and Tang Ling each had their own tent.

As for the three Zhang brothers, they didn't bring any tents, they were used to eating and sleeping outside, and So Luo and Mr. Zhao didn't care much about it.

Now no one wants to talk too much, especially the few people who are dying, they will rest as soon as they stop, but among these people, the three Zhang brothers are not bad, they quickly walked out of the shadow of death .

The night wind blew from the direction of the ancient Yellow River road, and the trees and weeds made all kinds of whimpering sounds, mournful and mournful, as if they were trying to tell some stories.

The owl made a piercing call in the woods, and its two eyes glowed with a faint blue light, examining the uninvited guests who had broken into their territory.

The Zhang brothers also didn't speak, but they were quite diligent. They went out to pick up some dry branches and lit a bonfire in the woods. This is not the ancient Yellow River road. There are wolves on the grassland, so it's safest to light a fire.

Crackling flames shot up into the sky, and the flames illuminated everyone's gloomy faces. Bai Xue and Tang Ling did not go to rest. They snuggled up beside Solo and looked at the bonfire in a daze, wondering what they were thinking .

And Mr. Zhao didn't ask what happened to everyone, and sat alone to practice. Every grass, forest, and creature in the world has its own spirituality.

People call psychic things "spirituality" or "demon", and most of them are in awe, but once a person has spiritual roots and can practice, people call him or her a martial arts master or a god.

All of these express people's fear of unknown things. In fact, the most terrifying thing in the world is not demons and ghosts, but people who have become spirits. Demons and ghosts will not easily harm people, but humans will.

Everyone remained silent like this, and although the three dying people in the tent were already exhausted, they tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

If it is said that anyone here has the hardest peace of mind, it must be Solo, because he saw something that no one else saw, the bones of a giant dragon, and one of the nine tripods that disappeared in the long river of human history.

"Xue'er, Ling'er, how did you fall asleep on the ground when you went back underground to find a way out?" Solo wanted to ask what happened to them after they lost their souls.

"I don't know, I saw you there when I woke up, but we had a strange dream, it was so scary..." Bai Xue said.

"Tell me..." Solo said with a heartbeat.

"It was very clear at the beginning, but now I can't remember it, it's very messy..." Bai Xue's face was blank.

"Me too..." Tang Ling said.

After listening to Bai Xue and Tang Ling's words, Solo finally felt relieved. After all, it is better for him to continue to be submerged in the long river of history about the ancient city and the Yuzhou Ding. Some things can only be understood by Solo now, that is to say Not sure.

Looking up at the Zhang brothers, Solo asked, "Three uncles, do you have any plans in the future?"

After listening to Solo's words, ### Zhang Shui and the youngest Zhang Xue all set their sights on the boss Zhang Feng, and the boss Zhang Feng touched his pocket, as if looking for cigarettes, but couldn't find it.

Solo reached out and took out the half pack of cigarettes left in his pocket, threw one to each of the three brothers, and took out one himself. Tang Ling obediently found the lighter from Solo's pocket, Help Solo light the cigarette.

Zhang Xue took out the lighter from his pocket and lit cigarettes for the two brothers. Everyone sat there quietly smoking. After a long silence, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes.

"If there is still life to return home, two of my three brothers will wash their hands and quit this business, and the descendants of the two branches will not be able to do this..." the boss said.

"What does it mean to go back with life?" Solo's heart moved, and he asked, because he knew that the three brothers had robbed tombs a lot, and they should have experienced strange things.

"Master Suo, you are an expert, do you believe in curses?" Zhang Feng said.

"I believe..." Solo said without any hesitation.

After hearing this, Zhang Feng stopped talking, and after a long time, he said to himself, "I live in Zhangjia Village outside Xianyang, there are mountains there, and there are many secrets in the mountains.

But later, the Taoist priests were too sensitive, and they all gathered there since the Ming Dynasty, and our ancestors also moved there since then.

Because I went there early, I did a few big jobs, and I got everyone to do it, and I did it beautifully. Later, people on the road were convinced and called this village Zhangjia Village.

Every family in Zhangjia Village has been doing this since their ancestors. No one is guarding against others. They just make their own when they are working. But how many good things are there in the ground that can withstand years of digging?

They dug and dug, and gradually dug the mountain there into a poor mountain, but people also left their homes in that small village, and didn't want to leave, and all the workers went out.

My family has been the 'poorest' family in the village since my ancestors. We live in the poorest house and eat the worst food. We are notoriously 'poor'.

When I was young, I carried a girl from Shanxi back home from the Yellow River Bridge. She followed me for more than ten years, and the child was also in his teens.

Every time she goes out, she sees the sky standing at the door looking at the sky, her hair turns white, and a person under 40 looks like a person in his 50s.

It's because of her concern that I go out less and less often, and I have to yell at him a few times before I go out, for fear that I won't be able to come back, so I will leave him a memory..."

Solo and the three Zhang brothers were talking outside, but Sun Wenli had been eavesdropping in the tent. He had reached the verge of going berserk...