Beiyin Great Sage

early morning,

The cold wind howled.

The withered and yellow leaves swirled on the ground, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Pedestrians curled up one by one, yawning with tired faces that had not yet awakened from sleep, and walked towards their goals.

The morning tea shop has already opened.

Tofu brain is also on sale.

The people who eat are still the same as before, very few.

The hot boiling water was emitting white smoke, and the smoke surrounded the tattered streamers, blurring the busy figures behind.

"Boss, a bowl of tofu nao, two deep-fried dough sticks, and a salted boiled egg."

Zhou Jia greeted from afar, pulled the stool skillfully, sat down against the wall, and at the same time pulled out two chopsticks and shook them aside.

The chopsticks were taken out of the hot water. Although they were not pretty, they were considered clean and hygienic, but they were wet, so he shook them out of habit.

And spoons.

"Give."

Just as he was thinking to himself, one person handed over a spoon and said with a smile:

"Do you mind if the old man sits here?"

"Of course." Although there are still many vacancies in the field, Zhou Jia still doesn't mind, nodded, and asked casually:

"The old man doesn't come here often?"

"Ah."

The person in front of him was full of white hair, wrinkled face, and a three-inch beard. He was very neatly groomed, and his body was a little emaciated under the dusty Taoist robe.

Like a farmer accustomed to coolies.

The old man nodded upon hearing this, pulled a stool and sat down:

"I often came here when I was young, but I seldom come these years, mainly because I don't have the energy I had back then."

"Little brother often come?"

He familiarly took the food plate from the stall owner, put the two people's food one by one, picked up the deep-fried dough stick and carefully tore off a piece, explaining:

"When you're old, you can't eat too much, or you won't be able to digest it."

"Indeed." Zhou Jia nodded:

"The taste here is not bad, I will come to try it when I have time."

"Yes." The old man said with emotion:

"The taste in memory is always memorable, especially in places where people are unfamiliar, it is rare and precious."

"Am I right?"

Zhou Jia's expression remained unchanged, he gently stirred the tofu nao, and took a small sip:

"Where is the old gentleman from?"

"Chongqing." The old man said with a smile:

"Rough calculation, it has been 53 years!"

"I used to think that I would never forget the appearance of my hometown, but now, those memories are blurred, and the old people have gone away one by one. Fortunately, I can still meet people who speak the local accent from time to time."

He sighed melancholy, looked at Zhou Jia, lowered his head, and ate the tofu nao in small bites.

"So long..." Zhou Jia paused slightly:

"Eagle's Nest, where are they all from?"

"That's not true." The old man shook his head:

"The lair is the product of an extinct race hundreds of years ago. It was discovered later, and the old man was among the first people to settle in it."

"Not many from my hometown."

"Fortunately, the old man has some prestige there, and with the fact that the tribe reported to the group for warmth, we can mostly have the final say on the lair."

"Among the 13 people, our own people accounted for seven."

"So..." Zhou Jia nodded slowly.

"Thank you for what happened yesterday." The old man looked up and said with a smile:

"The juniors always make people worry and cause trouble everywhere. Fortunately, they met an old friend and showed mercy. Otherwise, they might not know where they died."

"It was an unprovoked disaster." Zhou Jia's expression was indifferent:

"Just explain it."

"That's right." The old man nodded, and then sighed softly, the voice was helpless:

"I'm afraid that young people will be stubborn and unwilling to turn back."

"Forgot to ask."

He looked at Zhou Jia:

"How long has little brother been here?"

"About five years."

"Five years? Amazing!"

"When I first came here, I was lucky, it was nothing."

The old man understands.

It is true that there are some people who were unlucky when they were in the novice area, and they achieved high grades early, and after they came out, they were expected to be black iron at a young age.

Zhou Jia, that should be the case.

"I want to visit the Eagle's Nest."

Zhou Jia put down the spoon, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands:

"Can the old man arrange it?"

"..." The old man narrowed his eyes, and after a long time he said in a deep voice:

"Once upon a time, we invited a person in. He was also from our hometown. The old man naturally felt trustworthy."

"But soon."

"People from the Su family and Xiaolang Island came to the door."

Zhou Jia paused and nodded slowly:

"I understand."

It seems that even if you have the status of a person on Earth, it is not easy to go to the Eagle's Nest to get the Origin Star.

Chapter 039 The Eagle's Nest

Zheng Changtu is nearly eighty years old. Even if he has achieved black iron, at this age, his body has already started to go downhill.

Wearing a bamboo hat and leading the gray mule, he walked out of the city slowly with his back arched.

Three steps, one breath, five steps, one pause, it took a lot of effort to get out of Li Xu, and was crowded by the crowd to a noisy place.

"Beheaded!"

"Beheading again!"

"Look!"

Excited roars came to my ears from time to time.

This makes him, who has lived for decades, still do not understand to this day, what is so good about killing people, and he is so excited.

Look sideways.

The once high-ranking figures in Tianshui village were hung on the gallows one by one, all of them were pale and their eyes were empty.

One of them was pulled down violently, and a strong man with a ghost knife stepped forward, opened his mouth and spat into his palm first.

Rubbing his hands together, he clenched the handle of the knife with a loud shout, and slashed down fiercely.

"puff!"

Blood splattered and heads fell to their knees.

The headless corpse swayed, blood flowed from the neck, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"Wow..."

The crowd roared.

The sound of applause, noise, and roar of excitement came one after another.

They are not just excited to kill, what really makes their blood boil is that the once high and mighty people have ended up in such a field.

That's how things are in the world.

It is not too happy to watch people get up, and there is never a shortage of people who join in the fun when someone collapses.

Zheng Changtu shook his head, and pulled up the gray mule, which seemed to be an ordinary movement, but it was easy to get out of the crowded crowd.

His gaze swept across the surroundings quietly. Apart from the excited onlookers, there were also some people with grim eyes in the field.

Nine times out of ten, they are the gang members of Tianshui Village.

The members of the Black Tiger Gang should have spotted them too, but they remained unmoved, allowing these people to hide in the crowd and disperse with the flow of people.

"Brother Liu!"

"It's still the old rule. Put the mule cart here first, and take care of it for me for a while. After a few days, I will come to take it again."

After leaving the gray mule at a farmer's house and waving goodbye to him, Zheng Changtu walked into the dense forest step by step.

Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles!

Fei Peng's movement skills!

A figure shot straight into the sky, soared for tens of feet, and then lightly landed on the treetops, tapped the branches under its feet, and rose into the sky again.

The body is like a bird, spreading its wings and flying high, swift and elegant.

In a blink of an eye,

It's Rich.

Such a mysterious movement is almost no less than a bird in the sky, even among black iron masters, it is rare.

Soon after.

Yunwu Mountain.

Zheng Changtu's figure broke through the clouds and appeared in a beautiful canyon.

The valley is surrounded by flowers and smells fragrant. There are exquisite and elegant wooden houses standing in it, and the flow of people is like weaving, and it is very lively.

Unlike the chaotic and noisy outside world, there is peace here.

Thick fog makes this place isolated from the world, like a fairyland.

Eagle's Nest!

Here,

It is the famous Eagle's Nest.

The people living in Eagle's Nest had already exceeded a thousand households ten years ago, with a population of nearly ten thousand. Everyone practiced martial arts, and this was the basis for its continuation.

"Old Zheng!"

"Old Zheng!"

Along the way, everyone in the valley nodded their heads one after another, with admiration on their faces.

They all know very well that Eagle's Nest can be what it is today, relying on the ordinary-looking old man in front of him to develop step by step.