"Jin Judgment, is it really Jin Judgment?" The refugee's breathing became rapid, which was a lot of money.

"Yes, it's hidden in the valley."

The refugee squeezed Yasaburo in his arms with force. After all, in his eyes, this was a money tree. "What are you going to do?"

The refugee ignored him and walked in the opposite direction.

"Are you going back and call someone? This is not good. A large amount of money needs to be divided, and you may just take some." Try it, after all, desire exists for everyone. "At that time, I just want you to let me go, and you will get a large treasure. This is a very cost-effective transaction." Seeing the refugee stopping, Yasamaro followed closely with another sentence.

"Yeah!" The refugee felt right and stopped looking back. "Tell me, where is the treasure?"

"Then." There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. Yasanro pointed to Tianwang Ridge in the distance. "There is a cave in that slope. I accidentally discovered that something seemed to be inside."

"Just there is something?"

"Maybe it was Jin Jue? My mother said that this is the place where Lord Yuan Yijing took the armor, and these countless treasures are buried here."

"I heard this story when I was a child." The refugees seemed to believe in this legend more, and believed that there must be a large amount of Jin Jue hidden in the cave in the earth slope. After all, this is something from the Yuan family.

Before arriving at the earth slope, the refugees stopped. "Is this here?"

"Yes, there is a torishishi of the shrine in the distance, and there is a passage behind it."

Because the cave was low, the refugee could only hold Yasaburo in one hand and start walking inward. "Haha, copper coins..." The refugee only took a few steps and found a few scattered copper coins. This was the money that the escaped guy had rushing to the ground, but it deepened the legend of the treasure buried inside.

"Get out, bad guy..." The villagers inside seemed to have found the refugee and chased him out. The refugee seemed to know that they had been fooled and ran out quickly. "Don't come over, I'll kill this child." The refugee trembled with his hands, waved his sword randomly, threatening the villagers who walked out of the cave. Perhaps because of the surrounding empty space, the villagers found that there was no help from the surroundings, and became more courageous. He took the hoe and prepared to charge up.

In this era of human nature, Yasaburo is not allowed as a hostage in his hands. After all, if that guy runs away, it will be exposed here, and these farmers will die. "Don't worry about that young child, kill this dirty thing first."

"Kill..." The villagers rioted and rushed forward with weapons.

"Ah." The refugee prepared Taidao and swung it down and killed the hairy child who killed him first. "Pu" a stone flew over and hit the refugee's tendons. The sword suddenly slid from his hand and fell to the ground. "Tu, Thu." The bamboo gun was accurately inserted into the refugee's abdomen, and the hand holding Yasanro loosened. The first person to fall to the ground was Yasanro. Before his dark eyes, he saw a heavy corpse falling on himself, and even the blood that flowed out could be felt on his skin.

"Whose child is this?"

"I recognize it, it seems to be from the Tianshan family."

"What an uneducated guy, he actually caused everyone to do this."

"Anyway, if it's okay, just clean up the place and go and avoid it."

The town people said, "I'll carry the unconscious Tianshan back into the cave."

The next day, it was dawn and the sky was slightly bright. The refugee had already withdrawn from the village. As for the refugee who died tragically, the leader had forgotten it. In this chaotic world, death is common, especially the guy who licks blood from the knife.

"Damn guy, our home is ruined again."

"Stop talking, I heard that this time I came here as a famous riot leader in Sanhe, and even a guy who can be compared with Lord Heisuke of Nandu Mountain Castle."

"Are the leader of the chaotic waves coming to rob our small fishing village?"

"This world is getting more and more uneasy."

The small fishing village once again entered the reconstruction stage, while the men still had not returned. By the time they came back, the women here and the young people who were not laborers would build some simple houses.

"Oh, a Pipa wizard came to the entrance of the village." After work, those people were talking about the sky.

"I don't have free money to give such storytellers."

In the era, Pipa mage generally refers to a guy who sells art.

"My mother, what are you asking for?" When Mrs. Tayyama heard this, she pulled Yasaburo aside.

"Go and get this to the entrance of the village and listen to the Pipa Master's words." Mrs. Tianshan took out a small rice bowl, which contained a small bowl of rice, and covered it with a blackened cucumber.

In this era, it is a gift from God to eat rice that can be seen by people, let alone rice that poor people have never eaten in their lifetime. Even farmers may never eat the rice they grow in their lifetime.

"Master, this is given to you by my mother." Yasanro carefully handed the rice to Master Pipa. In fact, he himself didn't understand why his mother asked Master Pipa to teach him. Moreover, this Master Pipa is a bit weird. Most artists tell the story of the Origin Story or the Story of the High Family. However, this Master tells the story of the Warring States Period in China and the story of the wisdom of the eyes.

"Child, do you know why Xiang Yan dies?"

"Because his mother hurt him?"

"No, because no matter how smart a person is, he always makes mistakes." Master Pipa seemed to have something in his words.

"Then if he wasn't smart, he wouldn't die?"

"Yes, your answer is very correct. Sometimes, even if you know, you can't say it, and even if you want to do it, you can't do it." Master Pipa said slowly in an old voice. "Go back and think about it and I'll come here tomorrow, but I don't have to bring my meal." The master touched Yasamaro's head and smiled.

The next day, Yasanro continued to the entrance of the village as agreed. The mage seemed to have been waiting for him, sitting under the dead tree, closing his eyes. When Yasanro walked in, a tremolo sound came out from the mage's throat, "Have you figured it out?"

Yasamaro put his hands together and bowed. "It seems that he can't figure it out, but he can't figure it out."

"Oh." The mage's expression became interesting. This answer, which seemed not to be the answer, seemed to be the real answer. "Can you take me to see your parents?"

"this……"

"What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!