Rumble!

A thunder rolled past, which scared Wang Fu so much that he woke up.

This is a mountain temple, still enjoying incense. He slept before the statue of the god. A bonfire was lit and emitting a hint of warmth.

He tightened his body and saw Yan Huandan sitting next to the fire, and he felt relieved.

Yan Huandan opened his eyes and looked at him.

Wang Fu forced a smile, but it was even worse than crying: "Sir Yan, I'm having a nightmare again."

Yan Huandan refused to comment and said calmly: "Go to bed, I'll have to hurry up tomorrow morning."

Wang Fu lay down again, but his mind buzzed and it was difficult for him to continue falling asleep.

The war horses neighed, shouted, screamed, and cried...

Countless sounds gathered in my mind, like a big pot of hodgepodge, extremely uncomfortable.

Wang Fu will never forget those encounters in time - Panzhou commander Tan Baichuan caused chaos, and his soldiers and armor started killing. In order to plunder military funds, he led his troops to commit crimes and went out of the city to rob. The strong men, food, money, and all they liked were robbed. It was even more cruel than the bandits and bandits. Villages were destroyed wherever the iron hooves were trampled on.

Wangjia Village was destroyed, and Chenjia Village was destroyed...

If Yan Huandan had not been alive, Wang Fu would have died in the war like his family.

What exactly happened?

Why did it happen suddenly?

Those who died of unlimited life do not know; countless displaced people do not know...

But everything is so bloody and real.

When the riot began, Wang Fu truly understood the truth that "a chaotic person is worse than a peaceful dog". He only regretted why he did not obey Zhan Yangchun's advice that day, prepared in advance, and left Panzhou.

But I never regret taking many things.

An accident is like a flood that bursts out of the dam, sweeping down, swallowing all the weaknesses. And you can only watch and do nothing.

The home was destroyed and the family was dead. Wang Fu was completely disappointed and was taken by Yan Huandan. He fled from Panzhou and went to Jiangnan.

Yan Huandan said that he would take him to meet Chen Tang.

Wang Fu was like a walking corpse, and had been in a daze for a long time. In recent days, he gradually came to his senses and immediately cried.

After leaving the territory of Panzhou and entering Changzhou, it was not much better. When Wang Fu saw it, he was frightened and felt that the whole world was in chaos, and there were chaos everywhere.

On the way to escape, they met deserters, bandits, and encountered unknowns. However, all of them were solved by Yan Huandan. If it weren't for this big bearded man with great power, Wang Fu would have never survived for three days.

Living is the hardest thing.

When entering the Jiangnan territory, it was another situation. It seemed that the war had not spread and could maintain stability and prosperity.

According to the map, calculate the itinerary, and in another month, you will be able to reach Jiangzhou Prefecture. Crossing Jiangzhou is Ningzhou.

Chen Tang was in Nanfu County, Ningzhou.

"I don't know how the young master's official performance is, it should be very smooth."

As time goes by, as we get used to death, Wang Fu's grief gradually dissipated. What can people do when facing this chaotic world? They can only grit their teeth and continue to live. If there is a suitable opportunity, they will start over.

There was thunder in the middle of the night, and then the rain fell, making the top of the mountain temple crackle.

Wang Fu had no intention of sleeping and his eyes were wide open.

Suddenly, he was shocked and sat up again. In the moment, he seemed to see the statue beside him blinking!

The statue of the god is either a clay sculpture or a wood sculpture. At most, a layer of golden body is painted on the outside. How can the eyes move?

He fled with Yan Huandan all the way, and saw a lot of trouble, and no longer knew anything like before. Wang Fu hurried to Yan Huandan and whispered: "Sir Yan, I just saw the statue of god blinking at me."

Yan Huandan replied calmly: "I understand."

Wang Fu was stunned. What is the answer? Shouldn’t he go and see what the hell is. If there is any unknown, he would draw his sword and kill it?

"You can just sleep with your sleep."

Yan Huandan said another sentence.

Wang Fu almost cried again: How can he sleep when he is told like this?

Yan Huandan didn't open his eyes and said slowly: "This place is the place where others are. We stay here, so there are so many disturbances. Don't you allow anyone to look at you?"

Wang Fu listened, the truth was correct, but he was so scared that he couldn't help but feel creepy and said in a naughty way: "Sir Yan is very right."

Then he coughed dryly, stood in front of the statue of God, saluted respectfully, and prayed in a proper manner.

Yan Huandan suddenly spoke: "Are you going to invite someone out?"

"No, not..."

Wang Fu waved his hand quickly, sat back to the fire, and honestly.

There was a storm outside the temple, and there was a bonfire in the temple, and there was an unspeakable quiet atmosphere. After a while, Wang Fu couldn't help but ask, "Sir Yan, do you think the young master knows that the Panzhou soldiers are in chaos?"

Yan Huandan replied: "Calculate the time, if there is no special channel to deliver messages, he shouldn't know."

Wang Fu sighed: "The village is gone, nothing is gone. When he knows, he must be very sad."

Yan Huandan said: "The Great Xia will be poured out, and it cannot be saved by manpower. If the people are there, the family will be there."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fu thought that it was indeed the case. Chen Tang's close relatives were no longer there, and Su Ling was with him. Chenjia Village was just a family business. In the midst of war, the land and property of the house lost its value, and land deeds and the like were almost like waste paper. Wang Fu packed the cash and carried it on his back. In fact, it was not much. He spent all the money on the way to escape, but there was not much left when he arrived in Nanfu County.

"Fortunately, there is no chaos in Jiangnan. The young master is an official in Nanfu County. As long as we get there, everything will be fine."

Yan Huandan smiled and said, "It's not messy yet."

Wang Fu's heart tightened: "What do you mean is that sooner or later, Jiangnan will be in chaos?"

"There is no complete eggs under the collapse of the nest."

Yan Huandan is concise and concise.

Wang Fu's face turned pale: "What can you do with this?"

Yan Huandan comforted him with a rare slightest: "I can take you out of Panzhou, but I will not let you die in Jiangnan easily."

Wang Fu sighed to the sky: "My family is all killed in the war, and I am alone, and it feels like everything is not good. Sometimes I think about it, it's better to kill one head and end it all."

Yan Huandan glanced at him: "When you really die, you will regret it. Why don't you choose to continue living?"

"Well."

Wang Fu was speechless. Along the way, Yan Huandan was taciturn and said a lot tonight. When facing him, Wang Fu always felt a sense of restrained pressure and it was difficult to find a topic that could be discussed. They were not in the same world.

Yan Huandan glanced at the statue of the god: "Why do I know you regret it? Because I have been dead for fifteen years!"

There was another thunder. Lightning passed by, mixed with the light of the bonfire, reflecting on the face of the statue.

The face seemed to become vivid, like a living person, listening...
Chapter completed!