This autumn rain has cast a dull aura over Maple Grove Town, and all the people have their hearts tightened as if they are facing a great enemy. It didn't matter whether it was the stout men or the women with such solemn faces, even the old men of Maple Grove Town felt this strange atmosphere, only the children still showed an innocent smile. That autumn rain brought a bit of cold chill to Fenglin Town, and it made Fenglin Town busy at this time, because the time for the Khitans to go south was getting closer and closer.

In the past few days, Sun Xiaoer Wuyi is the most lively, and he doesn't know where the young man who lives in his house gets the money, so he takes him around the long street of Fenglin Town from time to time. And he is addicted enough to eat anything he sees, and the young boy is not stingy at all, as long as he likes the son, he will buy it. Sun Xiaoer can be said to have eaten all over the long streets of this Fenglin Town. Seeing the envious eyes of those his age, he only felt that he was like the general who returned from a victorious battle.

Sun Erniang's family does not live next to Chang Street in Fenglin Town, there is still some distance from the main street of Fenglin Town, and it is less than a mile away. Like the people of other Maple Grove Town, the scattered houses are scattered around the street of Maple Grove Town, and each household has its own small courtyard, although it is a mud-walled house, but it is also spacious. For the envious eyes of the neighbors around him, Sun Xiaoer felt a little triumphant.

It wasn't until one time, after he heard other children of the same age say that his mother stole wild men, that he began to have some grievances. He didn't understand what it meant to steal a man, and he didn't know how the young man who lived in his house had become a wild man. However, Sun Xiaoer still likes the young son, especially the young boy will take him to eat delicious food, and he will also buy himself a lot of toys.

The mountains and countryside are like this, when the wave of one thing has passed, although there will still be people talking nonsense, but the depressed atmosphere that envelops the sky over Maple Forest Town has begun to spread. Many people know in their hearts that the Khitans are coming, and at this time of year, the Khitans will appear. Although every time, the people of Fenglin Town can repel the wolf horses of the Khitans, but this time a shadow is cast on their hearts, and it seems that this time the Khitans will come more violently.

For the people in the rivers and lakes who have appeared in Fenglin Town recently, many people in Fenglin Town also hope that these people can stay and fight against the Khitan wolf ride with them. But they knew in their hearts that where would these high-ranking Jianghu martial cultivators take this remote Fenglin Town in their eyes, and even the government didn't care about this Fenglin Town, and they couldn't expect these Jianghu martial cultivators to help. It's just that to the comfort of the people of Fenglin Town, there are a few people from Lao Dao's family, who are said to be friends of Lao Dao. It seems that these people are Wu Xiu, but these people have not left yet.

There is another thing that caused a sensation in Maple Grove Town, that is, the female Bodhisattva who has been receiving free medical treatment in Maple Grove Town has disappeared, and a few days ago, the female Bodhisattva wanted to go into the mountains to collect medicine but never returned to Maple Grove Town. For such a divine doctor female Bodhisattva who has not seen the true face of Lushan, many people will inevitably have some loss in their hearts, but this loss has not lasted long. In the past, there was no goddess doctor, and the people of this Maple Grove Town lived differently, and the appearance of the female Bodhisattva was just a big stone thrown down in this deep pond of Maple Grove Town, and everything was immersed in peace.

No one will discuss the mysterious goddess doctor again, and no one cares about the inexplicable emergence of so many martial arts cultivators, because it is about to start winter. After the beginning of winter, Fenglin Town will face the biggest catastrophe, although the people of Fenglin Town believe that this catastrophe can be successfully resolved this time, but the shadow that hangs over their hearts is getting thicker and thicker.

Tang Qi's injuries were not completely healed, but the restrictions on Qing Aya were gone, after all, he also knew that his son's prohibition did not stump the woman in green clothes, and even the young man in blue shirts just casually resolved the prohibition in Qing Aya's body. He thought about leaving, but the time he spent with Qing Aya made him a little reluctant, and in his heart of this contradiction, he didn't know whether he wanted to leave or stay. So he couldn't make up his mind, and he wanted to stay in Maple Grove Town for a few days.

Of course, Tang Qi still had some shadows in his heart, for example, the flawless son in white gave him an indelible shadow for life. He felt that this was not a betrayal of his son-in-law, and he did not do anything to be sorry for his son, and he often comforted himself like this, but the shadow in his heart was thicker and could not be shaken away.

It's true that the people in the mountains don't dare to mess with Fenglin Town, but it doesn't mean that the Khitans don't dare to mess with it, but every time they will be repelled by the united and fierce people of Fenglin Town. The Khitan people can't get any benefits, of course, the people in Fenglin Town are also damaged, if it weren't for the old knife in Fenglin Town, if it wasn't for the old knife who taught the young adults in Fenglin Town some knife skills, then Fenglin Town would be like other towns, like paper, so easily torn apart by the Khitan wolf horse.

Lao Dao didn't know much about Pombo's information, and he didn't say much about the Huang Gong's treasure. However, Pang Bo's whereabouts were puzzling to Ling Tianyun and the others, because Pang Bo went to the foot of Changbai Mountain and went to the Jurchen tribe. This result made Ling Tianyun even more puzzled, he didn't know what his father Ling Duozhi had arranged for him, and he didn't know how many secrets Pang Bo had about the Ling family and the Ye family. However, since he had already chosen this path, he felt that there was no possibility of backing down.

An even bigger storm was brewing in Maple Grove Town, and the center of that storm was this ordinary courtyard of Old Knife. Ling Tianyun, Ye Yinfeng and the others stayed, obviously to see the spectacular scene of the so-called Khitan people fighting the grass valley. In Baishui Pass, there have also been incidents of Khitan people invading the south, but Baishui Pass is different from Fenglin Town, where there are strong border guards, and the natural geographical location there makes the Khitan wolves unable to take any advantage, so in addition to the Khitan people who are bent on getting Baishui Pass, other harassing incidents are rare.

The autumn rain had been falling for several days, and finally there was a sign of stopping, and the sky was drizzling like a cow's hair, and the cold chill condensed in the drizzle, and finally invaded the human body, making people feel shivering. The little mute and the little stammering had nothing to do in this rainy day, and they came out together to drink for Lao Dao and others again.

The two of them rushed into the liquor shop in the drizzle, and they did not see a young man or a child approaching them. The young man just glanced at the two little furry boys, and didn't care. He carried a black cloth umbrella to keep out the drizzle. And just when the little mute and the young man were at odds, the young boy couldn't help frowning.

"Uncle Zhong, this is a little mute, everyone in the town calls him that. His neighbor is the great hero who taught everyone how to swordsmanship. Sun Xiaoer didn't see the young man's frowning brows, he raised his head and introduced it childishly to the young man who was holding a black cloth umbrella to block the drizzle for himself. My mother once said that he said that he should eat other people's short mouths and short hands and so on, and he felt that he should eat other people's short mouths now. So every time he met someone, he would introduce him to the young man, of course, if he knew him.

The little mute ran past the young man, and suddenly he felt a palpitation, and he felt a strange aura from the young man. There was a strong bloody aura in that breath, and although he didn't know what it was, he felt that this aura made him very disgusted, but more importantly, it made him feel extremely palpitating. He didn't feel that he had stopped, and looked back at the young man who was blocked by a black cloth umbrella.

The little dumb looked at the little mute in confusion, he didn't know why the little mute stopped and looked back at the big and small. But he didn't ask, he just felt that when he missed the young man's side, a chill like falling into an ice cave rushed towards him, but the chill quickly disappeared without a trace. And he didn't think so, the weather was getting colder and colder.

The young man held an umbrella and chatted slowly with Sun Xiaoer, but his heart was inexplicably tight. Because he felt that there was a fluctuation of true qi circulating in this country boy's body, and that fluctuation of true qi came and went, making him unable to catch it. He knew that this was not his delusion, and that there must be true qi flowing in the country boy's body. Obviously, this country boy discovered the true qi fluctuations in his body, and he could have held back his true qi fluctuations, but he didn't expect that two village teenagers appeared on this street, and one of them found the true qi fluctuations in his body.

Of course, the little mute knew that this young man was also a martial cultivator, because he had heard the old knife say that the person with such aura fluctuations on his body must be a martial cultivator. And the child, he knew him, lived in the north of the town, and the child's father was still broken by the Khitans and was paralyzed at home for many years. He hadn't heard of any relatives in the family, could it be that this young boy was the young man who was rescued by the child's mother.

A string of thoughts flashed through the little mute's mind, and the big man with the umbrella gradually disappeared before his eyes, and walked out of the town. Only then did he come to his senses, and pulled the little stammerer who was standing beside him with doubtful eyes and walked towards the wine shop.

The courtyard of the old knife began to be lively, all of them were young and middle-aged people in this Fenglin Town, and there were also very senior old people in this Fenglin Town. They are all here for one thing, that is, how to fight the Khitans came to Fenglin Town to fight the grass valley, for the fight against the Khitans in previous years, they are all old knives, and this year is the same. But Ye Yinfeng and the others were just watching and did not participate, they also knew that with the current strength of the old knife, not to mention dozens of Khitan wolves riding, even if there were hundreds of horses, the old knife would be killed cleanly. It's just that they know that the reason why Lao Dao did this was to make Fenglin Town stand on its own.

Puneng people have the ideas of ordinary people, and people who want to live have the idea of wanting to live, whether it is the fierce folk customs or the enthusiastic atmosphere, all of this is forced by the environment. No one is born to kill, and no one is born to fight. And the little stammer's idea is simpler, he just wants to get out of the mountains, he also wants to see the outside world, and yet he did it. Fate is a wonderful thing, sometimes it will make you hateful, and sometimes it will make you happy.

Whether it is the people of Fenglin Town, or those martial cultivators who gather in Fenglin Town, whether it is the harm caused by the Khitans, or the undercurrent surging with their eyes on Huang Gong's treasures, all of this has to be faced by someone. Of course, ordinary people are dealt with by ordinary people, and martial arts still have to be dealt with by martial arts after all, this is the rule. No one has crossed this rule, the rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, and Fenglin Town also has the rules of Fenglin Town.

Ye Yinfeng and the others watched the old knife hold a piece of black thing with iron tongs in his hand and put it into the furnace, and as soon as the black thing entered the furnace, it suddenly became red, and a wave of heat that shook the sky exploded out of the black thing, and suddenly the house was filled with a scorching breath.

"The drizzle is cold and winter, and the wolf smoke gradually rises to cover the north. •••••••" Old Dao muttered as he drank his glass of wine.