Between Huai River and Surabaya, there is a large city spanning hundreds of miles. More than two hundred years ago, this city was like the ruins of a ghost land. Now, more than two hundred years later, it has become the first capital in the world.
Even the ancient city of Luoyang is not as good as it!
The deserted city has been expanded many times and has become so grand and prosperous that for thousands of years, no other city can compare with it. The moat has reached three feet, which leads the Huaihe River to flow in. The city is ten feet high. Even the four main gates of east, west, south and north are more than five feet long, and they are eight feet wide.
Anyone who has just arrived in the deserted city will be stunned by its magnificence. Someone once said that even if you want to ride a horse of a thousand miles around the city, you will have to stay awake for three days and three nights.
The desert people have always called it the Holy City. It is their home and a paradise in troubled times. There is absolutely no place in the world that is more lovely and attractive than it.
The two southwest gates are connected to the dock and have always been the busiest section. Countless goods are transported from the port to the city every day, and countless goods are transported from the port to the entire world.
The two southeast gates are the areas with the most densely packed shops and the most prosperous areas in the deserted city. You can buy anything here.
There are four avenues in each of the four gates leading directly to the Bell Tower Square in the center of the city. Each avenue branches out into dozens of branch roads. Without the four wide avenues, anyone would easily get lost in the city. Even an old man must find four good roads. Get your bearings.
Although the deserted city is grand, its four gates are never closed. Even the residents of the city never close their doors at night, realizing a true "living and working in peace and contentment."
Outside the Storytelling Library, Old Man Zhuo looked at the prosperous scene in the city and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how long the Holy Land can continue to be prosperous. The magic sword has been lost. If someone appears with the magic sword in the future, the eighteen envoys who protect the city will be gone." Will you still defend my deserted city and holy land?"
After shaking his head and sighing again, Old Man Zhuo turned around and walked towards his storytelling library. In the past month, the storytelling library has stopped telling stories.
The old man seems to have seen that the Holy Land is about to be in chaos. The Holy Land has stood for more than two hundred years and the wealth it has accumulated is enough to shock the world. When the magic sword reappears, the Holy Land will become the most important place for all the forces in the world to fight for.
Just as Old Man Zhuo was about to step into the door of the storytelling library, a delicate and crisp response came into his ears: "Grandpa Zhuo."
Old Man Zhuo turned around, and a pretty woman dressed as a scholar came into view.
With a soft and slender waist and a gorgeous face, Old Man Zhuo laughed loudly and said, "It's been a long time, little girl Shan!"
Shan Wanjing and Shan Meixian were originally deserted people, probably because the "Yin Queen" Zhu Yuyan was the former messenger of the deserted city, but the four messengers and the city lord disappeared, and Shan Meixian fell in love with someone again, in order not to reveal that person. With her identity, she left Huangcheng with Shan Wanjing and became Mrs. Japan.
Shan Wanjing took the old man's arm and said reluctantly: "Wanjing won't come now. Wanjing misses Grandpa Zhuo very much."
Old Man Zhuo smiled and said: "Okay, stop shaking. Grandpa Zhuo's body and bones can't stand it. Let's go into the library and talk about it."
Shan Wanjing glanced back to stop the three followers from following her, and then asked curiously: "Don't you, old man, read books today? Why don't you say that there is no one in the library who listens to books?"
"I won't tell you anymore, and I won't tell you anymore. Nowadays, few barren people believe my old man's story. Since I don't believe it, why should I continue to tell it? People are always forgetful, and they have forgotten their current good deeds. Days, the inheritance left by our ancestors depends on who gets it."
The two of them had entered the library, and Shan Wanjing suddenly answered: "You are talking about Tianjun, right?"
Boss Zhuo seemed a little surprised and joked: "I remember that you, a girl, didn't believe my old man's stories since you were a child. How could you mention that person yourself?"
Shan Wanjing said with a smile: "I know everything. Mom also told me my father's identity."
Old Man Zhuo was even more surprised and said: "You know your father is..." Before he could finish his words, the old man immediately shut up.
Shan Wanjing smiled and nodded quickly, saying, "It was my mother who asked me to come look for him this time."
Old Man Zhuo glared and said, "Are you, girl, trying to trick me?"
Shan Wanjing pouted and said, "I don't have any. I'll just show it to you."
As she spoke, she took out something from her arms that was well wrapped in a green silk shawl. When the shawl was opened, the thing inside was immediately revealed. It turned out to be a rusty arrowhead that had been aged for many years. .
Old Man Zhuo said in shock: "Do you really know your father's identity?"
Shan Wanjing whispered: "Eighteen riders of Yanyun!"
Old Man Zhuo asked in a deep voice: "Their identities cannot be revealed. Why on earth would your mother ask you to find them?"
Shan Wanjing said: "My mother and I met a man, and that man actually recognized my sword skills, as well as my mother's archery skills. He even seemed to know that these martial arts skills can only be achieved by the 'Yan Yun Eighteen Cavalry'" meeting."
Old Man Zhuo hurriedly asked: "What does he look like?"
Shan Wanjing curled her lips and said: "He has white hair. He looks not much older than me, but he is said to be my elder. His appearance is ordinary, but the mink next to him is very cute. There is a sword hanging on his waist, but I have never I've seen him draw his sword, and the man's name is Yi Yi. Now the whole world wants to catch him, saying that he knows the secret of 'Yang Gong's Treasure House'..."
Before she finished speaking, Shan Wanjing suddenly saw that the person next to her seemed completely stunned, as if she was stunned by something.
"It's that person. It's the person who came to the Storytelling Library. His name is Yi Yi! He... He also knows the sword and arrow skills... It can't be a coincidence, it can't be a coincidence!"
After saying this, Old Man Zhuo suddenly stood up and said, "Girl, come with me."
Shan Wanjing didn't know why, but she could guess at this moment that that guy must be closely related to Huangcheng, and maybe he really was her elder.
The two left from the back hall and headed towards the forbidden area of the deserted city.
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Xingyang City had just experienced a war, but luckily the war had not spread to the city. Although the city owner had changed, this lively city was still as lively as ever.
The busiest place in the city is this street, and the busiest place on this street is this restaurant.
The wine is in the cup, the cup is in the hand, sipping the wine at will, looking at the scene in the city, looking a bit leisurely.
He just sat and stared like this for who knows how long. The table was filled with empty pots, and even dusk began to fall.
Wei Zhenzhen glanced at the young master and murmured: "Young Master, Su Su has been gone for two hours. Could she have been delayed by something?"
Ranyi said calmly: "The person has returned, but something does seem to have happened."
A figure in the distance was hurriedly coming from the restaurant. Under the dusk, his face could not be seen clearly, but at a random glance, he could see the shocked look on the pretty maid's face.
After a while, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor. Wei Zhenzhen looked back and saw Su Su returning.
She was still shocked and barely concealed her words: "Young Master and Zhenzhen have been waiting for a long time. Susu has said goodbye to the young lady! Young Master, we can continue on our way."
