What kind of world is the world outside Yunmengze?

Li Yongdao, who is only seven years old, can't think of it with a small head.

But when I really saw it, my first impression was that I was poor.

They first came to a county town, and the ground was not a stone road, nor a gravel road, but an ordinary dirt road.

The dirt road formed by the pressure of the car is full of potholes and rut marks from the car press. On a sunny day, people walk through the dust, and on a rainy day, the ground is full of water.

On both sides of the road are stinking ditches, which are used to drain sewage. It's not as elaborate as Mirror Lake City, it's just put on the outside, like a dirty man walking birds.

The father and son came to the inn, and Li Yongdao soon had a second feeling.

It's messy, it's messy!

The common combination of an old man and a girl pulls the erhu and sings babblingly, looming in the noisy vocals.

There is no such thing as a womanizer, it's not that the people here are pure, it's just that the girl is really not good, the front is flat and the back is flat, the face is purple, and the hair has been taken care of very hard, but because of the summer, it is too hot, it looks oily, and it is said that it is a girl, and it is not much different from a boy who digs a bird's nest.

And the old man is not too old, with a visible scar on his face. The palm of the hand is thick, the bones are distinct, and there is a short knife pinned to the waist, depending on the degree of wear, it should be commonly used.

The girl is not pretty, and the old man is not easy to mess with, so the guests seem to be peaceful. But because of this, their business is not very good.

The rest of the people, either shirtless or soaking wet, sat around the messy table. The aroma of wine and coriander mixed with the smell of sour sweat makes the whole inn hall taste strange, coupled with the noisy human voices and the hot wind, it makes people feel very hot and unbearable, and they can't wait to pull out a knife and stab all the people here.

The father and son squeezed to an empty seat with difficulty, ordered a few pastries, pickles and white water, and this price gave Li Yongdao a third impression.

Expensive, very expensive! Especially when it comes to filling the stomach, the price is so expensive that the father and son are frightened.

The price of goods in Yunmengze is extremely cheap, and in some places you can eat a full meal for two cents, even in the city where the price is very expensive, you can eat a full meal for four cents if you eat simply.

But here, just a few pastries, pickles, and white water actually cost them ten cents. After the things came up, the faces of the father and son changed again. The dough was twice as small as they had in their impression, and the taste of the pickles made the father and son's cheeks twitch, and the white water was not only not as sweet as they had in their impressions, but there was always a strange smell in it, which made them feel a little sick to their stomachs before before drinking this kind of water.

At this moment, the father and son are so nostalgic for their hometown, and miss the hometown that is like a fairyland compared to here. Unfortunately, I can't go back. As long as the young city lord is still in the day, they can't go back.

I thought of my hometown, and I thought of the young city lord. Li Yongdao couldn't help but think of his mother, thought of that morning, pushed open the door by himself, and then saw a pair of shaking feet.

Looking up, it was her mother, she was hung on the beam of the house by a thick rope, her tongue was sticking out, her face was very hideous, and she had completely lost her usual gentleness.

Li Yongdao's forehead was bruised, and he tried hard to chew the unpalatable dough in his mouth one bite at a time.

Father and son spent a day in the county town and continued on their way.

After only half a day out of the city, I encountered a group of robbers.

Then, the father and son were taken captive up the mountain, because although the father and son were poorly dressed, but the skin and meat were fine, and the robbers thought that they could squeeze the father and son.

The robbers' den is naturally poorer than the county seat, and the outer circle of wooden walls is probably the best building in the robbers' den.

The rest are small grass huts and earthen houses.

The father and son were locked up in a room near a toilet that smelled foul and full of mosquitoes.

Before the father and son could stay here in fear, the screams resounded throughout the robbers' den that night.

A group of wild wolves, led by a wild wolf king who became a demon beast, broke into the place.

The robbers, who have yellow faces and thin muscles, and are mostly wooden sticks, bamboo guns, and short knives in their hands, are the opponents of this group of brutes, especially at night. One by one, the robbers were dragged into the darkness in a scream, followed by a creepy gnawing sound.

The robbers hid in the house, but how could their humble house withstand it. The wolves either broke down the door or jumped off the straw on the roof. In short, even if they hide in the house, these robbers will not escape their fate.

Fate is such a trick on people.

The room where the father and son stayed was built very well because it was going to hold the hostages who had been plundered. Father and son were frightened all night, and wild wolves kept scratching the door, but they just couldn't get in.

When it was daybreak, the well-fed wolves departed, dragging away the carcass, and at the same time taking all the meat from the entire robbers' den.

The father and son stayed in the house, and after waiting for a long time, they began to think of a way to get out of the predicament. If there are robbers to guard, they will naturally not be able to get out of trouble, but without the bandits' guards, they will naturally have a chance.

In the evening, the father and son, who had almost collapsed, slammed open the door and came out.

Looking at the robbers' den covered in blood, his father dragged Li Yongdao and wanted to escape, but Li Yongdao broke free of his father's hand and began to rummage in the robbers' den.

His father doted on Li Yongdao very much, and wanted to forcibly drag him away, but he was reluctant to use his strength, and in the end, the stalemate lasted for a long time, until Li Yongdao turned out the grain.

Wild wolves do not eat rice and flour, nor do they use gold, silver, copper, or iron.

When the father and son left the robbers' den, their wealth was dozens of times greater.

The rest of the journey was not unstable. Lonely ghosts, cannibalistic black shops, bandits, and monster attacks, this father and son have all encountered each other.

However, after leaving Yun Mengze, their luck seemed to soar all the way, every time, they narrowly escaped a catastrophe, and every time, they were blessed by misfortune.

They walked for a long time until the father and son were numb, they just walked aimlessly, and before they knew it, a majestic city appeared in front of them.

After asking, I learned that this city is called Chaoge, the former capital of the country. Unconsciously, they actually crossed the great river, crossed the entire Central Plains, and came to the north of the great river.

Here they settled.

Because of the wealth they accumulated unconsciously, they bought a small courtyard, and my father found a job writing books because of the experience accumulated from traveling south and north, as well as the fact that he had read books.

After that, the father and son lived peacefully.

My father gradually began to become famous, and the family accumulated more and more money. So he spent money to let Li Yongdao enter a college.

And because of this experience, Li Yongdao has a strong desire to practice martial arts, so his father spent money everywhere to let Li Yongdao find a reliable gun master.

Everything is so beautiful, my father has risen rapidly by virtue of his fame, and for the father and son, this place is like a new paradise, like the home where there was once a mother.

However, 200 years have passed since the founding of the Southern Empire, and gradually, it has come to an end.

Above the court, it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and outside the court, there was an undercurrent.

Demons and monsters are ready to move, there are more and more bandits and people, and the surging undercurrents only need an opportunity to set off a monstrous wave and destroy this huge and bloated empire.