It was very cold and the mountains were full of red leaves.

He looked at himself, like a beggar, a straw rope around his waist tied up the torn thin clothes, the clothes were torn and dirty, and the original color and style could no longer be seen.

A pair of straw sandals under her feet exposed most of her feet.

There were seven men around him who were also beggar-like. The elderly third uncle was hunched over and dragged his steps hard to follow the team.

He stopped and held his third uncle and said to a soap-clothed man in front of him, "Zhao Bantuo, I've been on the road for several days in a row. Uncle San has just recovered from his serious illness. He really can't walk anymore. Let's take a break and leave."

The man in soap clothes followed a carriage with a ring-headed sword around his waist. Compared to the seven or eight beggar-like people, his clothes were considered tidy and neat, and the knife added a bit of majesty. He turned his head dissatisfiedly, "I will reach the county town more than ten miles away, so why should I rest?"

While talking, he looked around. This was a road that was walking among the forests, surrounded by continuous mountains and dense forests. A hint of uneasiness flashed through his heart. Recently, there were rumors that a thief was wandering around in Changbai Mountain in the Baili Changbai Mountain. He didn't want him to meet them in unlucky manner.

Luo Feng looked at the elderly Uncle Luo San beside him and continued to ask, "Bonto Zhao, Uncle Luo San has just recovered from his serious illness, and he really can't walk."

Several other beggar-like men also came to ask for each other, and they were in a stalemate. At this time, a female voice came from the carriage, "Bonto Zhao, the little lady is speaking, so let's rest here for a while before going on the road. Anyway, it's still early, so there's no hurry to rush."

Constable Zhao nodded quickly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A few people gathered in front of the old man and helped him sit on a stone on the side of the road, "Uncle San, take a break."

Uncle San sighed and said to the young man who spoke for him at the beginning, "Xiao Wu, thanks to your care along the way, otherwise Uncle San would throw his old bone in Jijun and would not be able to come back."

He was called Xiaowu and just shook his head. Along the way, he seemed to have changed his body, often frowning without saying a word, as if he was constantly thinking about something.

Luo Wu is the youngest of this group. This year, the sixteenth year, is from Zhangqiu County, HN Qi County, just like everyone else. He was recruited by the government to dig rivers in HB Ji County. When he went there, it was early summer when he came back. Luo Wu was the old fifth in the family of Luo Cutezi, an old blacksmith in Nanshan Village, Changbai Township, Zhangqiu. Due to the construction of the imperial court in recent years, it was the construction of the eastern capital Luoyang, the digging of canals, the construction of warships, and the construction of military orders to prepare for the conquest of Liao. Therefore, the HN counties in the heart of the Central Plains are even more labor-hard.

Luo Wu's father and elder brother were both summoned to HB Zhuo County last year but did not return, the second and third brothers were summoned to shipyards in Dengzhou to build ships and not return, and the fourth brother went to Luoyang to serve.

After the age of sixteen, he became a middle-aged man according to the government regulations. Although the government stipulated that he would only become a 21-year-old man, even if he was a middle-aged man after the age of sixteen, he would have to start taking on some of the classes.

The labor force of digging rivers is very heavy. He works all day long and lacks food and clothing. Especially after autumn, the weather turns colder, and he is even more hungry and cold. The last few days of the service period are even more tired. He rushed to the construction period. The sixteen-year-old Luo Wu finally fell ill. Fortunately, the service period of their group ended soon and his body quickly recovered.

But no one knows that he is no longer the young Luo Wu.

He is Luo Feng. When he was in college, his classmates liked to call him crazy. Now he is twenty-six years old. After finishing college, he graduated from work, fell in love, bought a house and a car, got married and had children. At the age of twenty-six, he was moving along the track. Although he was more stressed after giving birth, he lived a fulfilling life after working hard.

Along the way, he was shocked, confused, anxious, and sad, but after so many days, he had slowly accepted the bizarre but extremely real fact in front of him.

He became Luo Wu, this year's sixteenth, here is in HN, no, near Jinan, which is later SD. Now, it is the autumn of the fifth year of Daye in the Sui Dynasty.

This is too incredible, but it is so real. He thought it was just a long dream, but it has been more than ten days, and there is no possibility of waking up at all.

Just as I was thinking, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the dense forest by the road.

There were about seventeen or eighteen people, the leader holding an iron fork that was more than meter long. His eyes swept over the group of people who were parked on the side of the road to rest, and finally landed on the carriage, spitting out two words.

"Robbery!"

These people were covered with a blue facial scarf on their faces.

Constable Zhao, who was carrying a knife beside the carriage, changed his face and blurted out, "Blue-faced ghost!"

Luo Feng, who was sitting on the stone, immediately had relevant memories in his mind. Eighteen blue-faced ghosts, these eighteen desperate thieves, who blocked the road and cut the path and killed people and set fires, and did everything they could do.

"Zhu Hua!" He pronounced the name of the strong man standing in front of the face.

The blue-faced ghost Zhu Hua is not the memory of Luo Wu himself, but the memory of his other life. The blue-faced ghost Zhu Hua is a group of bandits wandering around the eastern part of HN during the Daye period of the Sui Dynasty. He is known as the Eighteen Blue-faced ghosts, and the leader is Zhu Hua.

The strong man who was originally looking at the carriage, turned his head unexpectedly when he heard Luo Feng say his name.

Their Blue-faced Ghost has been famous for the past two years, but few people know about Zhu Hua's name. I didn't expect that someone could call his name here.

He turned his head to stare at Luo Feng, but was somewhat disappointed to find that it was just a young man like a beggar, dressed in a torn manner. Although he was tall, he was very thin, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a straight nose and wide mouth. However, such a person should not know his name at all.

He shook his head and lost interest in this kid. Maybe he heard it from somewhere. After all, their eighteen blue-faced ghosts are now known to all HN counties.

"That's right, grandpas are fighting all the eighteen blue-faced ghosts in HN counties. Those who know the truth quickly hand over all the valuables!"

"Brother, it smells so fragrant. I seem to smell a woman. There is a woman in this car." A thin man wearing a blue scarf smiled and approached the carriage. Constable Zhao, who was carrying a knife beside the carriage, did not dare to stop him at all.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, two young women inside were immediately exposed. Looking at the thin man's lewd smile, the two women were dissatisfied and screamed in dismay.

"Wow, there are indeed women, and there are two young and beautiful little ladies. Now I enjoy my happiness." The thin man's eyes showed lust.

The blue-faced ghost Zhu Hua also laughed, went over and glanced at the two women, turned to Constable Zhao, Luo Feng and others and said, "Today I met two beautiful little ladies. Grandpas are in a good mood, so I won't make things difficult for you rough guys, get out quickly."

Constable Zhao hesitated for a few moments, and finally stomped his feet and ran away.

The coachman ran with him.

"Xiao Wu, let's go, too."

The old man next to Luo Feng said to him that the others also stood up.
Chapter completed!