A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Mitsuzhou is located in the northwest of Vietnam because of its remote location, few large cities and many small towns. The country is mostly small hills, and desolate areas where people do not see smoke are more common.

As a result, there are far more Mirror State bandits than the rest of the states, and it is also the most mixed place for Jianghu Wulin characters. There has been no great river or lake power to unify the area.

However, it also caused the local popular wind, the emergence of more than just the Dart Bureau Horse Gang, and the number of bandits in Mitsuzhou is in stark contrast.

On that day, on the side of a dirt road in the wilderness, a scene that was often seen all over Mirror State was performed again.

Hundreds of tough men in coarse clothes, with black scarves on their heads, waving a wide range of weapons, are surrounding more than thirty people in green. Under the crowd of the Green Clothes, several Gao Pong carriages were guarded by the regiment. It was a scene of bandit warfare darts.

Behind these bandits, three other similarly-faced black-clothed men watched the scene with cold eyes and a fierce look on their faces from time to time.

In the vicinity of the carriage, several young strong men dressed in homemade costumes also guarded there with sticks, slightly pale and somewhat nervous.

In the back three or four cars, there are several women and children in gorgeous clothing, and in the front of the largest carriage, there is a middle-aged Confucianist with an unexpected face.

This person is bright and dark. Although his hands do not have the strength to bind the chicken, there is another indescribable atmosphere that has been in power for a long time, making people afraid to wait for idleness.

Opposite the middle-aged Confucian, there was a big man with blue gorgeous clothes sitting on a plate against the wall of the car.

This man has big hands, eyes * * light, is a rare top expert in rivers and lakes.

The identities of the two men were clearly unusual, their faces were calm and comfortable, and such a large carriage, only the two men, had no third person and they were in the same car.

The two men were silent at the moment, but through the window half-covered in the carriage, they could still see the outside world in a realistic way. The murders and screams coming in from time to time.

The bandits with black scarves were numerous, while the dart master in green robes was taller, and both sides were stiffened for a time, making it difficult to separate wins and losses.

Seeing this situation, Confucius smiled slightly and suddenly said to the big man on the other side.

“It looks like Tianwu Dart Bureau can handle the past without having to work hard on it! ”

“Hey, hey! If the three black towel thieves don't get their hands on them, the Tianbu Dart Bureau can naturally deal with the mutton fish. These darts and guys can't resist if the three of them do it. After all, the three leaders of the Black Scarf Thief are also famous and ruthless characters on Mirror State Road. I heard that the three men are brothers and are very good at working together. Ordinary good hands encountered far from the enemy's” big man said, his face revealed the color of excitement, while at the same time stretching out thick fingers slightly bent, emitting the sound of “gaping” and "gaping”, distinguished by the culmination of the martial arts climb of the outer gate.

“Brother Li! When it comes to working with people, it seems so itchy. It's just like old Uncle Li.” Confucius saw Dahan like this, dumbfounded laughter, and looked like Dahan couldn't help it.

“Brother Han, this is a natural thing. Our Li family is a martial arts legend. We meet some interested opponents and naturally want to stretch out. This is just as true as your Han dynasty book Xiangmendi, there will always be one or two people entering the Dynasty as officials. But let me wonder, how did the Han and Li families become sociopaths in the first place? And for so many years, generations can make such a good deal!” The big man hugged him with both hands, a little confused, he said.

“Huh! I accidentally flipped some hand tags a few days ago, but I also know some of the old days. Brother Li, if you want to know, I can tell you one or two, but some of them are true, I don't know.” Confucian smiled softly.

“Really! It is a pity that our Li family did not have the habit of recording the affairs of their ancestors. Apart from leaving behind a few exquisite martial arts, there is no mention of how we Han and Li family were related back then.” Li's last name was Dahan, and he revealed his curiosity. Looks pretty interesting.

“No, those three guys did. Brother Hyung, I took the three of them seriously and came back to tell me about it.” The big man's eyes swept out and his face changed slightly, he said.

Then he shouted, and the man had shot out the carriage like a strong crossbow.

Then came the loud laughter of the big man, and the fight screamed loudly.

Confucius sighed and gently shook his head to lower the curtain and no longer looked out. Seems confident in the big man.

After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the full voice finally stopped.

The caravan door curtain moved and the dusty servant flashed into the car, his shoulder slightly red, seemed slightly injured. But he laughed at Confucius Haha and said:

“These three guys, they really have some tools that cost me a little extra. But I also killed the three of them. Black towel thieves disappeared from Mirror State.” Big Banger looks like he's having a good time.

Confucius saw this, but he looked apologetic.

“If Brother Li hadn't followed me this time, I'm afraid the path of the sacrificial ancestors to the homeland would have been the way for Han Rui to die. Looks like those guys really hated me! However, it involved Brother Li. ”

“What's not involved? The Li family has been able to stand on the river and lake safely so far, but you Han family have helped each other several times! If you and I support each other, it is our business.” Li's last name is Dahan and he doesn't care, "he said.

“Exactly, it was Han who corrected it.” Confucianism smiled and the divine color returned to normal, but he was also a man who could afford to let go.

“But, Brother Han! Don't forget to tell me about the past of the two families, I'm curious about this!” The man pulled out a bottle of golden sore medicine on his shoulder and suddenly remembered the matter and asked.

“This nature. Speaking of which, it's kind of weird that you and I have a relationship. Do you remember a few decades ago at the Seven Xuan Gate in Mirror State? Our two ancestors were once brothers and sisters in this gang. According to the hand tag, an uncle of the Han family and an ancestor of your Li family were close as brothers in the Qixuan Gate, supporting each other. That's when the two of us started dating. And our uncle is a terrible man. It is said that back then...”

In a faint middle-aged Confucian speech, after the Green Clothes buried the bodies of both sides in situ, several carriages re-drove forward, gradually moving away and disappearing from this desolate place.

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“Green Ox Town? ”

Han Li floated in the green light at hundreds of heights, looking at the small town beneath his feet, a hint of doubt appeared on his face.

Though small and pathetic, only a few miles in size, the town can't find any similarities compared to the town he remembers as having only one street in the district.

But by the position he remembered, this was indeed Green Bull Town.

It seems that it has not returned for more than a hundred years, when the town had flourished into a real town.

Han Li glanced in the air for a moment, hesitated, then suddenly carried out a hidden spell, and his figure sank in an unnoticed alley. Then swing out of the alley slowly along the narrow streets.

“It's really different!” Han Li looked at a strange house and attic on the side of the street and muttered to himself.

Somehow, knowing that just a little further to the west, you can see the small mountain village that raised you and that dark mountain. But he hesitated and couldn't help but fall down here in the vastly different town of Qingniu.

At this moment, Han Li's face is indulgent, but his heart is eager to find a familiar shadow from both sides of his memory.

So far, however, he has been disappointed.

Suddenly, Han's footsteps slowed and stopped at a three-fork junction.

He stared at an old pub by the intersection, motionless.

Short and old, it is only two floors in size and has a deep yellow plaque with the word "Spring Fragrance” hanging on its doors. Exactly where Han Li lived for two days, Uncle Han Li San, the "fat Han man” owned the Spring Fragrance Winery.

Looking at the tavern, Han Li opened the gate in vague memory.

The fat uncle with a round face, the tiny courtyard behind the liquor store, the light-dark cabin, the delicious dishes sprayed, the black hair carriage with the flag of Qixuan Gate..., all this and more, emerged clearly in front of Han Li.

Han Li stared at the tavern, and the complexity of his face revealed a dark color in his eyes.

He looked at the tavern for a while and suddenly found the passers-by looking at him with a strange look. No wonder a young man doesn't move and stares at an old tavern. It's kind of weird.

Han Li thought slightly, the divine color returned to normal color, his hands behind his back and slowly walked toward the tavern. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)