Go north along Chengliang Mountain and to the old city of Shanyin, your vision will be wider. The winding path of Yangyan also reaches the end and enters the spacious avenue. You can turn your head to the west.

This is not the only way to go to Xiliang from Beijing, but this road is the closest. There are many people and cars, and this road is not easy to walk, so there are not many people coming from here. However, Wang Chuan and Old Lady Fu are the best way to take this shortcut.

But Wang Chuan regretted it very much when he ended this road. He used his strength to chase the old lady Fu, but it was still difficult to catch up. The old lady practiced the Qinglong skill, which was indeed a bit famous, and she ran like a snake in the winding path. Wang Chuan could only be tied behind and was difficult to catch up completely.

There are still many trees on the path of sheep intestine, which not only hinders running, but also blocks the view. Wang Chuan almost lost several times.

Wang Chuan really regretted that he did not practice the light body skill of the Female She Wei who taught him. If he had mastered that skill, no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would have no effort to run.

It was a blessing that Wang Chuan had not lost Mrs. Fu and her, but she had already escaped.

The sound of dogs barking suddenly sounded, and Wang Chuan quickly braked and stopped. The natural reaction rooted in meeting dogs in childhood was effective on Wang Chuan, and Wang Chuan subconsciously stopped.

Standing still, squatting down to pick up bricks. These are two great skills for encountering dogs when they were young. As they grow older, their body size grows, and their height and size are enough to put pressure on evil dogs that are accustomed to relying on human power. Wang Chuan has never used these tricks again.

But this does not affect Wang Chuan's experience of being extremely afraid of dogs, nor does it affect his mentality that he almost explodes when facing a group of people-eating dogs barking.

Thinking of it as if he was on Chengliang Mountain, Wang Chuan had seen the terribleness of these evil dogs. He had learned three-legged cat kung fu from the female hero She Wei, but it was probably impossible to escape from these evil dogs.

Wang Chuan subconsciously stood still, just like when he was a child.

Fortunately, Old Lady Fu also stood in front of her.

Old Mrs. Fu is standing directly opposite the deserted city of Shanyin.

The abandoned city is indeed a abandoned city.

Wang Chuan looked at it and saw ruins, covered with sand and dust, the city gate was wide open, the door was mottled and damaged, and I don’t know how many traces of time had been peeled off.

The barking dogs in the city were not tied up, but they seemed to be tightly bound by something invisible, and were only grinning with sharp and cold teeth in the city gate.

There was a man standing at the gate of the city, low and ordinary, looking like a teenager. The barking dogs were walking around him maniaclysmally, as if they were tied to him by invisible ropes.

He obviously saw Old Lady Fu and Wang Chuan. His eyes were so ordinary, as ordinary as an adult who could not be found in the crowd.

Is this the Xiliang Dog King?

Wang Chuan guessed in his heart that he did not have the habit of judging people by his appearance, so he didn't find it strange that the Xiliang Dog King looked like.

"Are you the Xiliang Dog King?"

Old Mrs. Fu asked this question directly. The old woman had a good intention and asked amiable question. Her tone was completely different from the crazy and crazy thing she was when she talked to Wang Chuan. Without looking at it head-on, Wang Chuan could even guess the smile, wrinkles on her face were piled up and the kind expression was filled with smiles.

But this question was completely unreasonable. As soon as you heard it, you knew that the old lady had no experience in abducting children.

How can you get close to a child like this? You just say "You are the dog king of Xiliang" as if you are looking for trouble and provoking.

The little boy showed a slightly disappointed expression on his face, as if he was very dissatisfied with Mrs. Fu's trafficking technology.

The deserted city of Shanyin comes out of Chengliang Mountain and faces West Liang, which is a desolate scene.

It was winter, and even on Mount Chengliang, it was silent, let alone going west. Wang Chuan saw a large wasteland, with hills in the distance low and continuous, with no plants and trees on the mountain, and a black soil from afar. Occasionally, the isolated tree trunks in the wasteland were swaying bare and ashes, and could not stop the wind and sand caused by the cold wind.

The wind and sand swayed past, covering everything in front of him. Wang Chuan narrowed his eyes and walked forward, walked against the wind and sand, and walked to the side of Mrs. Fu. The old lady did not take any further steps forward. I wonder if it was an illusion, but Wang Chuan could feel the tense nerves of the old woman next to him. It seemed that the little boy in the ruined city gate was motionless and submerged in the dust of the sky, which was enough to oppress the old lady with magical powers.

After a while, when the sandstorm fell, Wang Chuan saw clearly the original appearance of the boy—

The young man had a wide robe and big sleeves, wearing adult clothes of countless sizes, which reminded Wang Chuan of his school uniform that he had worn for six years in elementary school. The clothes were covered with patches, and there was a hole at the hem, so I didn't have time to sew it.

The boy rolled his sleeves on his arms, but it was cold in the middle of winter. He was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, which looked a little blunt, with some minced meat stuck to the blade, and was stained with sand and dust, as if too much cumin had been sprinkled.

"What meat is he chopping?"

This question flashed through Wang Chuan's mind.

"Young man, are you the Xiliang Dog King?"

Old Mrs. Fu asked happily again. As she spoke, she would not prevent sand and dust from falling into her mouth from the cracks of her teeth. She said, "Phoo" several times.

The boy nodded and shook his head again, without any intention of speaking. Wang Chuan once again captured the loss in the boy's eyes.

"What is he losing?"

Wang Chuan felt a little question again.

The boy no longer paid attention to Old Lady Fu, or simply ignored the old woman who was optimistic about him outside the deserted city of Shanyin, and turned around and walked into the city.

"Young man, wait!"

Old Mrs. Fu was not willing to give up and stepped into the city gate to chase. The speed was as fast as ever, and the movement was so abrupt that Wang Chuan had no time to react.

Wang Chuan reached out to catch the old woman, but he didn't even catch the old woman's sleeve. Seeing Mrs. Fu running towards the city gate, he looked at the group of evil dogs around the door, but he finally had no courage to go there.

"Wang!Wang!Wang!Wang!"

The evil dog barked wildly, but it never came out of the open city gate, as if something difficult to see was tied to them, making it difficult for them to rush out of the city gate and pounce on Old Lady Fu.

Seeing this situation, Wang Chuan felt a little calm and rushed up to the old lady La Fu. But his skills were not as good as those of the old man. At this time, he was considerate and could not compare with the old woman who was determined without hesitation. He took a few steps forward, but Old lady Fu had already arrived near the city gate. His heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Wang!Wang!Wang!Wang!"

The evil dogs were barking more and more happily, and they were wandering around the city gates anxiously, as if they were waiting for the old woman to come.

The old woman's legs stepped into the city gate.

There is no help!

Wang Chuan felt a chill in his heart.

"Why--"

The boy's whisper suddenly rang.

This whisper came from the city gate, and it was the young man holding a kitchen knife.

This whisper seemed to be filled with endless pressure, and a group of dogs suddenly calmed down, no longer barking, no longer swaying or swaying.

Old Mrs. Fu suddenly became safe.
Chapter completed!