Tomb robbing: The survivors of the ruins will live forever from Pingshan

"You're not...scared away, are you?"

I glanced back and forth for a long time.

Chen Zhaocai was finally sure.

At the same time, a dumbfounding thought emerged in his heart.

Last night was due to a critical moment.

Feel that prying gaze.

He was just as lucky as a sword. He originally just wanted to intimidate the Iron-headed Dragon King into retreating.

Unexpectedly, that guy was too timid.

He actually gave up his nest directly...

Escaped without a trace.

Think again of what Li He said just now.

Chen Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

When the time comes to offer sacrifices to the River God, I am afraid that even the shadow of the River God will not be seen.

Chapter 94: Wushan Coffin Gorge, the hanging coffin on the [-]-foot cliff [Please order the full version]

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across the river.

After saying hello to Li He.

Chen Zhao didn't delay at all and headed south along the Yellow River.

All the way to Heluo Road, which was later known as Sanmenxia.

It passes through Luoyang, Nanyang and Xiangyang and reaches the territory of East Lake.

At this point, Chen Zhao's speed finally slowed down.

Did not continue riding.

Instead, they took the Yangtze River waterway.

It was a sunny day.

Chen Zhao woke up from his deep sleep. After a brief wash, he left the cabin and planned to go to the deck above to get some fresh air.

It started from getting on this passenger ship three days ago.

He just stayed in the cabin.

Only when we dock in the middle of the night, or when we need to resupply on the way.

Only then would he step out of the cabin and look at the scenery outside.

have to say.

The scenery along the Yellow River and the Yangtze River is completely different.

Especially now we are located in the Three Gorges.

The rapid flow of water has created a unique terrain that is as if it were made by a miraculous craftsman.

Those who were with him on the boat.

Most of them were people who came from the north to the south to avoid disaster.

Bring home.

The further south they went, the more melancholy their faces became.

These days are no better than those of later generations.

Leaving home is the most helpless move.

From their mouths, Chen Zhao also heard bits and pieces of news about the north.

Especially in Shanhaiguan.

At this time, the disaster of war has begun.

In addition to them, there are also merchants running around.

These people are well informed.

However, he was also worried about the chaos in the world in his words.

"Brother Zhao..."

Wait for him to walk up the ladder onto the deck.

A man who looked like a teacher immediately greeted him.

"Mr. Qi."

Chen Zhao also responded.

This man's surname is Qi and he comes from Jinzhou City.

In addition to him, he also has a wife and three children.

Through talking with him, Mr. Qi's family was wealthy in his early years, and his wife was also the daughter of a wealthy family.

But then war broke out.

The family is in trouble.

He had no choice but to make a living by teaching.

Originally, he did not want to go south, but Jinzhou has fallen, and now warlords, bandits and foreign invaders are rampant.

The family simply cannot survive.

It turned out that my father-in-law was also there.

Unfortunately, he got seriously ill on the road and couldn't make it through. He died just after leaving the country.

"Just call me Lao Qi, there is no such thing as sir."

Lao Qi waved his hand.

The gown on my body was washed and turned white.

For a man in his forties, his temples were already stained with hoarfrost.

"Mr. Qi, where do you plan to go?"

Chen Zhao shook his head and still insisted.

Seeing this, Lao Qi didn't say much, he just looked at the river and laughed at himself.

"Let's take a step and see one step at a time."

"Where is home again."

Hearing his words, Chen Zhao suddenly felt the same.

world in this regard.

At least Lao Qi still has a family to think about.

But he was an outsider from beginning to end.

Even the small fishing village on Dawei Island was just a temporary stop.

"There's always a chance to go back."

Looking at this middle-aged man, he had red eyes and slightly shaking shoulders.

see it.

He was holding back his emotions.

Now the family's safety rests entirely on him.

If he falls.

My wife and her three children are even more unable to survive in this troubled world.

"Hopefully."

Lao Qi turned his back and raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears.

There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

The war is going on, and no one knows when it will end.

Perhaps the fallen leaves will never be able to return to their roots in this life.

"what is that?"

"My God, there are so many coffins on the cliff..."

"Shh, be gentle, it's been around since ancient times."

The two are talking.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the side.

Chen Zhao frowned slightly.

coffin?

He had an inexplicable feeling about this word ever since he entered the Dou Dou industry.

Lao Qi also looked surprised.

The two of them didn't care about talking and quickly walked towards the other end of the deck.

"Lao Meng, what's going on?"

He tapped the next man on the shoulder.

After getting along for a few days, even if the two of them are not very familiar with each other, they can at least talk to each other.

Lao Meng in Lao Qi's mouth.