Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Wait for the group to return to the ship.

The guys also returned one after another.

Amizhou is really too small. There are only two streets in the town and you can visit it in half an hour.

Moreover, most of the people living here are Yi and Miao people. In ancient times, they were called Aning Man and there were many taboos.

Except for passing boatmen who stop to replenish their supplies, you hardly see many outsiders on weekdays.

They still maintain the custom of slash-and-burn farming and living by water.

Coupled with the language barrier, I simply ate something and walked around casually before losing interest.

"Someone, help Apu into the house to rest."

When he left the tavern, Bamo could barely stay awake, but when he arrived at the pier, he was blown away by the fishy smell of water and his mind was instantly confused.

The whole person was shaking, and it was difficult to speak.

Chen Yulou could only help him back all the way.

The ship's light has been raised on the mast.

With the dim light, I summoned a familiar boatman, and watched him carry Bamo on his back and disappear around the corner of the escalator, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shopkeeper, let's go back and rest first."

The red girl raised her little face and wore a hollow silver carved collar on her fair neck.

The picturesque features and heroic appearance give people an indescribable sense of mystery.

It's hard to imagine her not wearing makeup when she's in the mountains.

Now I like these little ornaments.

The flower spirit on the side had two long earrings hanging from her earlobes, shining brightly under the light, making her pair of water-cut eyes even brighter.

Two little girls holding hands.

Standing in the night, smiling.

There seems to be a bit more exciting atmosphere in the air.

"Go."

Chen Yulou's heart moved slightly and he nodded with a smile.

Don't think about it.

I must have bought a lot of things and went back to the room to dress up.

"Brother Taoist, why don't you go back and rest early?"

He retracted his gaze and looked at the partridge whistle next to him.

His stern face was obviously a little drunker.

"I'm so drunk, I'm laughing."

Partridge Whistle cupped his hands and smiled helplessly.

The stamina of the fermented glutinous rice wine was indeed amazing. He felt so drunk that he could no longer suppress it.

I plan to go back and rest for a while.

When it gets later, I still have to meditate and practice. I don’t dare to waste a single second.

He immediately led the old foreigner to the bottom of the cabin.

Wait for their brothers to leave.

The boat suddenly became quite empty.

Only he and Kunlun were left.

Standing on the side of the ship with his hands behind his hands, Chen Yulou looked far away.

In the small town of Amizhou, except for a few scattered lights, most of them have been extinguished, and the small town gradually fell into sleep.

"What time is it?"

"It should be that Xu Zheng has passed and Hai Shi has not yet arrived."

Kunlun glanced at the silver moon above his head and said with some uncertainty.

Although desk clocks and pocket watches have long been available, most people are still accustomed to using the heavenly stem to tell time.

Xu Zheng is eight o'clock in the evening.

If we put it in later generations, this point would still be bustling with people, when nightlife had just begun.

But these days, except for those prosperous metropolises, rural entertainment is too barren.

If you can't even fill your stomach, how can you have any leisure and excitement?

"Here, it's the shopkeeper."

While he was still sighing, Kunlun suddenly pulled out an oil paper bag from nowhere, as if by magic.

"what?"

"Just look at it and you'll find out."

Hearing this, he reached out to take it, took it in his hand and opened it.

It's a candied haws.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This kid made it so mysterious that he thought it was something good.

However, looking at his shy and expectant face, he did not refuse and put one to his mouth to bite.

A long-lost sour and sweet taste suddenly spread on the tip of the tongue.

"tasty."

Chen Yulou couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten such a snack.

It is slightly different from that of later generations.

But it's not that bad.

After hearing this, Kunlun scratched his head and finally smiled on his face.

Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou suddenly came to his senses. After the awakening, Kunlun's temperament seemed to have become much colder and more steady.

But now it seems that he is still the same person.

It's just a matter of thought.

"How have you been learning marksmanship lately?"

Chen Yulou asked with a smile while biting the candied haws.

Started learning gun from Zhang Yunqiao.

In the blink of an eye, it has been almost two months.

Kunlun Gengu has a good understanding and is extremely diligent. You can see him practicing his gun on the deck almost every morning.

but.

Instead of using the big halberd, he used an ordinary spear.

There were many people on the boat, and the big halberd was too shocking.

But even so, it can attract countless cheers every time.

"Master Zhang said that I have reached the level where the strength of the spear is combined and the movement is subtle."

When Kunlun heard the shopkeeper's question, he didn't dare to hide it and replied seriously.

Coherent and nuanced?

Although Chen Yulou doesn't know how to shoot.

However, he has also practiced martial arts, and martial arts emphasizes the integration of strength and strength, so this should be the case.

"Where's the book? Are you still reading?"

When I first left the village.

In addition to a change of clothes, Kunlun only brought a spurge and two books.

It was said that it was a gift from Uncle Ming.

Chen Yulou specially read it, a thousand-character text and a book with hundreds of family names, all of which were ancient Mongolian books.

"Here I am."

When it came to reading, Kunlun's eyes lit up.

The teacher said that practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body, while studying is to understand the reason.

The chest is full of ink and ink, and the belly is full of poetry and calligraphy.

He didn't understand much, but when the shopkeeper told him to study, he had to do it.

"How many words can you recognize?"

The two of them seemed to have not talked like this for a long time.

There happened to be no one around.

Let the wind in the night wake you up.

"Seven hundred and nine."

Speaking of this number, Kunlun's calm face couldn't help but show a bit of excitement.

Before, he couldn't even imagine it.

Others found traveling by boat boring, but he didn't think so at all.

I practice shooting every morning and evening, and read and write in the afternoon.

Every day is lived to the fullest.

"Not bad, not bad. Once you have thoroughly understood Thousand Character Essay and Hundred Family Surnames, you will be considered a scholar."

Feel the changes in his mood.

Chen Yulou was also a little touched and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Not long after.

In the darkness, a shadow sneaked out from the gangway.

Seeing the two figures at the bow of the ship, I couldn't help but blink.