Chapter 349 Where the dream begins
"Old Han, I told you to slow down, you're going to die."
Li Luobing opened the curtain and said to the coachman, Old Han, outside.
"We can't be slow. Didn't you see that group of prey following us out of the town?!" Old Han's words were filled with panic, and he whipped his hand twice more.
"In such a small town in a remote mountainous area, these hunters go up to the mountains to hunt wild animals wherever they are found, and rob pedestrians when they encounter them. They are not honest at all."
"It was all caused by the wars in this area in the past few years. All honest people starved to death. If it hadn't been for a temporary change of route, they wouldn't have taken this road..."
"Have you said enough? Master, please slow down! Madam is holding the child!" Li Luobing interrupted sharply.
"You really don't want your life, right? I've worked hard all my life, old man, and I can't die with you! My son passed away early, and only my wife and grandson are left at home. I still have to..."
"Slower!"
"You guys... just stop the car then!"
Old Han was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he stopped his horse in place.
"When these people finish robbing you, the old man will go home! I hope those people can spare my life..."
He shivered.
"You!" Li Luobing was also angry, "This place is too close to the town..."
"Hey, you stupid bitch. It's better to be close. Maybe some kind-hearted people will pass by and save you! But I think it's hopeless. They definitely won't help us."
"Li Luobing." Ning Wuxie's voice came from the car, "That's okay, I'll help you look around."
Li Luobing snorted, put down the curtain, and sat back in his seat.
The sound of horse hooves in the distance was getting closer and closer. Ning Wuxie held Xuan'er in her arms and watched Chen'er in her arms drinking milk peacefully, with an expressionless face and even a hint of a smile.
"It should be possible to leave no trace. Don't mess with it."
"no problem."
The sound of horse hooves was approaching, accompanied by the man's rude curses. The car shook, and it was Old Han who jumped out of the car.
"Everyone! I am just a cart driver. I have no money. The master in the carriage pays for it. He has money..."
The sound was so noisy that Chen'er opened her mouth and started crying.
The expressions of Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er were instantly clouded, and he raised his head to look at Li Luobing.
Li Luobing nodded, lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.
five minutes later.
The carriage is back on the road.
Old Han sat back in the driver's seat, his hands holding the reins trembling slightly, his lips tightly closed, not daring to say a word.
He never dreamed in his life that one day he would be able to pull a cart for an immortal!
But that immortal is just the master's nanny!
Old Han didn't dare to think about it.
"Hey, if this kid doesn't cry, he will get more energetic when he cries." Looking at Chen'er, whose face was red from crying, Ning Wuxie said with a smile.
"It's really troublesome." Xuan'er said distressedly, holding Chen'er and shaking her arms gently.
"This is the human world, he will have to experience it in the future."
"...I don't want him to go through that."
"It sounds like he will be afraid, right? Son, are you afraid?"
Ning Wuxie scratched Chen'er's nose. Unexpectedly, Chen'er actually stopped crying and started sobbing, but she gradually stopped crying.
"Haha! He's my Ning Wuxie's son!" Ning Wuxie was overjoyed, lowered his head and kissed the baby's feet hard.
The carriage moved on, and nothing bad happened again for the next few days.
Old Hantou was as obedient as an old slave, bending down even when he answered.
Ning Wuxie didn't want this, but she had no choice.
Five days later, the surrounding scenery began to change significantly. There were many burned-down abandoned villages and towns, which was obviously the result of the spread of war.
From time to time, you can even see a forest growing on the scorched earth on the roadside. The original trees seem to have been cut down and flattened.
"Old Han, I asked you why there are so many deserted villages here."
Li Luobing raised the curtain and asked.
Old Han straightened his head and back instantly, turned his head and said: "To tell you what I want to say, four years ago, Dachu sent troops to attack the Kunyuan Kingdom and included that small country into its own territory. These are all the ruins left behind from that time."
"Kunyuan Kingdom is dead?"
Ning Wuxie said in surprise.
"Well……"
"The master is asking you something."
"Hey! To answer the question, sir, yes, the Kunyuan Kingdom died four years ago. The emperor of the small country still wanted to resist and killed many people. However, some people say that it was the big Yu behind it who instigated it. It is unclear. Anyway, Kunyuan is the territory of Dachu now, and many troops of Dachu are still stationed there. "
Ning Wuxie looked at Xuan'er in astonishment, and her expression was also a little confused.
…
Three days later, the carriage arrived outside Kunyuan City. The city walls were just as they were when Ning Wuxie left with Xuan'er more than ten years ago.
It's just that the mass graves outside the city have now turned into a camp. The soldiers stood guard boredly after turning back their horses, and some even carried pigs to slaughter.
It seems that these people have become accustomed to it after being stationed for many years.
Ning Wuxie lifted the curtain and vaguely saw the place where he and Xuan'er cremated her grandfather.
"Brother, that's right there!" Xuan'er reached out and pointed to a tent in the military camp, "The grandpa we saw off there..."
Xuan'er turned to look at Ning Wuxie, her big eyes blinking, she raised her head slightly, her expression was cute and serious.
Ning Wuxie suddenly remembered that that night, Xuan'er's dirty side face illuminated by the firelight also had such a pair of beautiful and innocent big eyes.
"But it's all occupied."
"If you want to go and see it, I can take you in." Li Luobing said from the side.
"Are you going?" Ning Wuxie asked Xuan'er softly.
The carriage continued to move forward and lined up behind the team entering the city. Xuan'er's eyes were fixed on the tent and her lips moved:
"Forget it." She lowered her eyes, "There must be nothing left there."
"Let's go into the city and have a look. I want to see the slums." She reached out to hold Ning Wuxie's hand and rubbed it gently, "The place where we met back then."
"Okay." Ning Wuxie touched Xuan'er's head and gently kissed the hair on top of her head.
The carriages lined up to enter Kunyuan City. It had been more than three years since the war ended, and the guards were not very tight. The coachman bribed a little money and entered smoothly.
Asking Li Luobing and Lao Hantou to take the carriage to the inn to make arrangements, Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er walked into the slums following their memories.
Although many things in my memory are no longer there, many things have disappeared, but the slums still seem to be exactly the same as before. Although the ruler was changed from Kun Yuan to the Da Chu Dynasty, the scene here still didn't look like a Da Chu city at all.
It is dilapidated, dirty, and sewage flows across the street. People come and go with sallow faces and dull eyes.
And there seem to be more of them.
Xuan'er held Chen'er in her arms, and Ning Wuxie helped her hold up her skirt to prevent it from getting wet by the dirty water on the ground.
"Is this the street back then?" Xuan'er suddenly saw a familiar street scene. The dilapidated shacks on the left and right were completely different from those in her memory. Presumably the houses back then had collapsed and been rebuilt, so Ning Wuxie's old house was also Gone.
"Brother is here, kill a whole street of people for me." Xuan'er held Ning Wuxie's arm.
"You mean the Black Tiger Gang." Ning Wuxie smiled, this was really where the dream began.
"Yes...after that night, I have recognized to death that you will be as good to me as my grandfather. I will never be separated from you, not even to death."
"Otherwise I really can't survive."
Ning Wuxie hugged Xuan'er, "Now."
"You need to say it now? Of course I can't survive!" Xuan'er said coquettishly.
Then, Xuan'er's eyebrows darkened, "...don't talk about that." She continued to walk forward.
Ning Wuxie was silent. More than ten years ago, Xuan'er thought that when she separated from him, Ning Wuxie no longer wanted her. But now, things are obviously more serious and terrifying...
A man and woman dressed in luxurious clothes were walking on the streets of a cramped slum, holding a child in their arms. They walked and talked as if they were from another time and space.
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