Montenegro……

Yu Liu's heart was slightly shocked.

According to ancient times, the way of the most saint can be known before, so he is naturally not the most saint. He can also know one or two things if he has the "one-eyed eyes" in his rank.

However, he has not yet refined the level, and his magical powers are extremely constrained when exerting, and he will not use them at all unless necessary.

But before, when the servant revealed the word "Heishan", he couldn't help but feel that there seemed to be great fortune fluctuations in the dark, and wherever he saw, there was purple in the sky.

but……

"No..."

Yu Liu murmured in his heart.

I couldn't help but take out a page of silk book hidden close to my body, which clearly stated "White Mountains and Black Water"...

He naturally would not have any doubts about the words of his ancestor, but he believed in his magical powers more than the words of his ancestor.

That purple air...

"Can you say that the ancestor saw it wrong?"

Yu Liu muttered in his heart, and then the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the possibility was extremely high.

It is not impossible for an old guy who has lived for more than 200 years to remember something wrong?

With a thought in his mind, he pushed away his subordinate who was full of shock in front of him, and jumped onto the treetops with a pointer.

Here, the vision is wide.

Looking around, you can see the strong wind blowing heavy snow, covering the distant mountains with silver clothes, and the vast white area.

A small town is built against the mountain, and there seem to be many villages around it. There can be slim smoke from cooking stoves and the fireworks are extremely hot.

"Sixth Master?"

In the forest, a group of subordinates had packed up all the scattered living things.

Yu Liu came back to his senses and turned around and landed:

"Leave a few people to take care of Baihe, and the rest take their belongings and go to the city to take a look."

Year after year, heavy snow and snow were early or late. At first, Heishan City was also panicked, but over time, I found that it had become a little colder, and there was no other impact, so I seemed to get used to it.

In the wind and snow, the city of Heishan is in order.

Along the way, there were yamen runners cleaning up the snow, and trucks of charcoal were transported out of the city and heading towards the nearby small village.

Zhu Shisan, who has been promoted to captain and joined the Six Gates, led a team to patrol outside the city. At nearly thirty years old, he has lost his tenderness, with a circle of stubble on his lips, and has a bit of majesty.

"Damn God, I really don't give people a way out! Year after year, why is the snow getting heavier and heavier?"

The yamen runners who cleaned up the snow complained.

The wind and snow are too strong. Before this end is cleaned, there is a thick layer on the other end.

But it would be absolutely impossible to clean it up. In the first year of the heavy snow, I was not prepared for the first year, and the seven or eight feet thick snow almost blocked the city gate.

"Leave nonsense and work more!"

Zhu Shisanyi, who was patrolling here, glared:

"Don't complain so much! We're just a little tired. Other counties are frozen to death every year, and they don't know how many people starve to death!"

"Hey, it's cold!"

The yamen runner was not angry when he was scolded, and his face was full of bitterness:

"You are a person who has undergone blood transformation, and your qi and blood are like cows. This little bit of wind and snow is nothing, but we can't stand it..."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand with frostbite.

"well."

Zhu Shisan couldn't bear to scold him:

"Hold on, wait until the brothers who are handing over the shift come, go back and rest, drink a few bowls of hot soup, and raise it..."

Be more diligent, the wind and snow cannot suppress the house, but the temperature drops and the fierce weather are enough to make people collapse.

The yamen runners who were sent to clean up the snow, were all strong young people, but they couldn't stand it. The old people inside and outside the city could not even leave the door.

"Boss, don't care, I'll just complain a few times."

Seeing him sigh, the yamen runner squeezed out and laughed:

"With the blessing of the Land Lord, no one of us has died of cold and starvation in the past few years. Are we content?"

"God, I don't know how many people will freeze to death..."

Zhu Shisan sighed and turned around, rubbing his hands without any trace.

He just stepped into the threshold of qi and blood like a cow. His blood and energy were thin, but it was far from enough to resist the wind and cold.

He is also cold.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he tightened his expression and pressed the cold blade:

"alert!"

Swish!

The yamen runners reacted quickly, holding their waist knives, following Zhu Shisan's gaze, and seeing black spots appear in the wind and snow in the distance.

The yamen runners who cleaned up the snow also put down their work, either returned to the city to inform them, or shook off the snow and held their waists.

"Head, it seems like a passing merchant?"

After a while, a yamen runner whispered, from far to near, it was clear that the group was carrying goods.

"Don't talk about these years, in the past few years, have you seen a businessman who has traveled on a heavy snowy day without even a mule?"

Zhu Shisan glared at him:

"Go to report to Mr. Yang, and by the way, I will say something to the county magistrate..."

After a few hurried instructions, he stepped back with his knife and guarded the city gate with a group of yamen runners and soldiers.

The city of Heishan is unique.

This is recognized by many nearby counties over the years.

After years of heavy storms, most county towns have not only lost grains, but also greatly reduced their production. There are only great harvests near Heishan City, which have a bumper harvest every year, and there are so much food that it can provide relief to nearby villagers.

Although no one dares to cause trouble in recent years, he is not afraid of ten thousand, but only in case.

What's more, in recent months, people from the Lisheng Church have appeared in nearby villages and counties...

"hiss!"

When people from afar approached, many yamen runners took a breath, and many people unconsciously let go of the knife in their hands.

These people must not be thieves or horse bandits.

The reason is that the clothes of these people are too luxurious.

The poor wear hemp, the rich wear brocade, and silk is hard to get, and textile is difficult. In Qingzhou, a bitter and cold place, it has always been a price comparison with gold, and it is impossible to have a rich family.

At this moment, whether it looks like the master's family or the servants, they all have the best-quality fine clothes.

Especially the young man in front of him, he is even more noble.

The white jade with mutton fat on the thumb is shining with an attractive luster than heavy snow.

"The noble man stopped."

He looked at his subordinates who were suddenly soft-headed with a little regret. Zhu Shisan coughed lightly and stopped everyone.

"Um?!"

Listening to this difficult dialect, Yu Jia and others who came from afar were stunned at first and then frowned.

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The dark-faced butler stepped forward and took out his way to lead the city:

"We are coming from the capital of God, passing through Guicheng, and want to enter the city for a while..."

Zhu Shisan's brows were slightly slowed down, but he did not let go:

"My Heishan City only allows people from a radius of 500 miles to enter and exit. Even if we come from other places, we will not entertain you even if we hold a guide."

After twenty years of his career as a yamen runner, he was not without vision. This group of people are either rich or noble, and have high martial arts skills. In theory, they should not stop them.

However, how could the great figures in Shendu come to a small place like Heishan City for no reason?

I was in a hurry and looked embarrassed...

In his eyes, this is trouble and crisis!

Of course, more importantly, there is no support behind him...

"you!"

The guard was furious and kicked his feet. The momentum was heavy and the air made a dull sound, but it didn't kick it.
To be continued...