Plum blossoms hit three times and hit four times

Wuta Villa received a distinguished guest today. Xie Chenjian was dressed in black with no expression on his face. He walked through the corridor and came to the front hall. Behind the screen, he saw the person who spent 1000 taels of silver to go to Pingnan. little son.

Now a kind of plague like the living dead broke out in the whole country, and the plague spread from the land of Pingnan, those who were bitten would turn into living dead in a short while, hunting down the living and eating human flesh.Now everyone is in danger and wants to stay away from this place, but unexpectedly there are still people going here.

Xie Chenjian came out from behind the screen and looked down at the young man in front of him who was wrapped in a thick velvet. He was as thin as a woman. Such a person could only die in Napingnan.

He turned his head to look at the owner, and said in a deep voice, "Master, this person can't go to Pingnan."

The young man was shocked, and looked up at him, Xie Chenjian turned a blind eye, and slightly turned his face carved from ice and snow.

Before the owner of the villa could speak, he heard the young man say: "I will add another 1000 taels, as long as you take me to Pingnan, no one will blame Wuta Villa regardless of life or death."

"Regardless of life or death?"

The owner of the villa laughed, and looked at Xie Chenjian from a distance, "This is Zhao Buxi, the youngest son of Lord Zhao Hou. Chen Jian, you can take this task."

Xie Chenjian's body moved slightly, and he turned to look at Zhao Buxiu. The boy's white face could not hide his fragility. He pursed his lips and asked softly: "I heard that Zhao Hou and his eldest son went to Pingnan, so far. Did not return."

Zhao Buxi's eyes were red, and he was silent for a moment, and he just squeezed out the four words that were about to be spoken, "They are not dead."

"I'll take the order."

Xie Chenjian raised his hand to take the sword tablet thrown down by the owner. His brows were flat and unmoving. He passed by Zhao Buxi and dropped three words, "Follow me."

Zhao Buxiu sneaked out from the Hou's mansion, took all the money from his private house, and came to Wuta Villa after inquiring all the way.He lost his mother when he was young, so there were only his father and elder brother in the family. He was weak and sick, so the family favored him a little bit.His elder brother Zhao Zhifeng doted on him even more. Before leaving for Pingnan, he gave him the dagger that he carried with him, and asked him to take good care of himself.

Zhao Buxi has been waiting, waiting for the horn of triumph to sound, but he never thought that what he was waiting for was an obituary.

A white flag was hung on the imperial city, and the whole city was crying, only he stood at the top of the city and stared blankly at the continuous desolation outside the city.He couldn't believe the bad news, even if everyone told him that his father and elder brother had died in Pingnan and were swallowed up by the group of undead people without even leaving the bones, he still didn't believe it of.

He wants to go and see him, he wants to be in Pingnan, whether it is a sea of ​​corpses or a beast, he has to cross over, even if his father and brother still have a finger left, he has to pick it up.