e-booksonline Chapter 327 Small Town In The Water Town
Chapter 327 Small Town In The Water Town
With that sudden burst of speed, the little donkey leaped past the donkey with a "whoosh". In a few blinks, only the tail of the little ox could be seen.
Da Wangba almost fell off the donkey's back, his face turned green with anger, what do you mean?
The little donkey who bullies me can't run fast, can it?
If I don't run, you don't run either. When I run, you run so fast?
Son of a bitch!
"Driving~"
Da Wang hurriedly took out another Dong Dabai from his pocket, hooked it to a fishing rod and hung it in front of the donkey.
"Ao, Ao~"
When the little donkey saw it, it stretched out its tongue and ran faster.
...
After a while, the town arrived.
Qin He jumped off the bull's back.
This is not a small town. If it is surrounded by a city wall, it will look like a small town.
The town has not been war-torn, and the houses and buildings are more refined than other places. You can see a few courtyards, red walls and blue tiles, pavilions and pavilions, and you can tell that it is not an ordinary house.
However, what is shocking is that the town is silent at this moment, and the roads are full of dead branches and leaves, and no one cleans them.
Over the entire small town, there is a strong evil spirit and death spirit lingering.
Occasionally, three or two figures can be seen, and they also flash past in a hurry, like ghosts, as if they are avoiding something.
The most shocking thing is the exposed lake bottom outside the town.
This is a small town near the water, next to a lake with a lot of water.
However, at this moment, the entire lake has dried up and turned into a piece of white ground, and the huge crack can completely allow an adult to fall directly into it.
The cracked soil was extremely deep, and there were streaks of gray smoke coming out of the cracks, extending from dozens of steps away to the end of the far sky, like a huge burning site, so that the entire sky was shrouded in gray smoke.
Along the shore of the lake, a large number of fishing boats are stranded on the mud flats, scattered in disorder, and occasionally one or two painting boats can be seen.
There is no doubt that this place was originally a very lively water town.
The existence of painted boats shows that there is already a popular prostitution here, which is a sign of pleasure.
But I don't know what happened, it turned into what it is now.
Without any hesitation, Qin He walked towards the town step by step.
Spring is getting warmer, but the trees on both sides of the road are still withered and yellow, without the slightest greenness.
"Kacha Kacha~"
The dead branches and fallen leaves under his feet were crushed, and every step made a sound.
The sound startled the eyes of the people in the house, and Qin He looked at each other through the hole in the window and the door, and then hurriedly dodged.
Shunfeng Er could clearly hear their rapid breathing.
The whole town trembled in the scorched earth atmosphere.
Walking into the town, the doors and windows of every house were tightly closed, and the dust in front of most of the doors was piled up to the ankle, and they had obviously fled.
However, just when Qin He was worried about where to find someone to ask about the situation, a scent of wine drifted into Qin He's nostrils mixed with burnt smoke.
Qin He stopped and looked towards the direction where the smell of wine was coming. It was a street corner with a small wine stand, a few small tables, and a stove on which the wine was warming.
Qin He walked over, and saw a sign standing in front of the stall, nailed crookedly by the stove, with four words written on it: Bailiang Wine Stall.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a mustache and sallow skin. He was lying on a recliner with his legs crossed, kneading melon seeds leisurely. He didn't get up when he saw Qin He approaching him, but asked indifferently, "Drink?"
Qin He nodded, "Drink."
"Sit down." The stall owner pointed to the table behind him.
Qin He sat down, the stall owner got up to scoop up a jug of wine, and put a plate of melon seeds in front of Qin He, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the plate, hooked his hands and said, "One hundred taels."
Qin He glanced at the signboard of "Hundred Liang Wine Stall", without any hesitation, took out two silver ingots and handed them over.
The stall owner took it and threw it into the wooden box next to the recliner casually, as if he threw in not two silver ingots, but two copper plates.
Qin He became even more curious when he saw this, but he didn't ask.
Everyone in the whole town trembled, only he was lying on the street as usual.
The most important thing is that a pot of wine and a plate of melon seeds cost one hundred taels of silver.
Selling the little ox and donkey together is not worth the price.
He was not beaten to death, there must be a way.
Qin He just wanted to see, what kind of way is this?
What?
No way, a black-hearted liar?
It doesn't matter, if there is no way, just send him to the way.
So Qin He was not in a hurry, the land was broken, and it was not easy to find a place where he could drink when he went out of the city.
I took a sip of the wine from the full glass. The wine was neither good nor bad, but the temperature was good, and it was slightly hot but not hard to swallow.
"Master Yuanqing is here, Master Yuanqing is here~"
At this moment, two overlapping voices suddenly sounded, the voices were blunt and without any trace of popularity.
Qin He followed the prestige and saw a sedan chair walking by not far away.
The two bearers who carried the sedan chair were stiff and straight, with dull faces.
Sitting on the sedan chair was a squint-eyed alchemist with a sharp and thin face, and his eyes were philistine and greedy. When he saw the wine stall, he hurriedly ordered: "Stop, stop."
"Master Yuan Qing, stop, Master Yuan Qing, stop!" the dull-faced bearer said loudly, and stopped in front of the wine stall.