The Romantic Soldier King

Qiao Yingzhe had reached the point where he knew every single path in the slums like the back of his hand, and even with his eyes closed, he could still find his way there. Following behind him, Ye Cheng no longer had to worry about getting lost. At first he doubted he was on the wrong track, but when he did step into the slums, he felt he was wrong. From the looks of it, they had taken a detour, but in the interior, there were at least three to one fewer paths to take down the gap.    

    

How big was the slum? It was just as Sang Huihui had said. If he was a cruel and merciless person, then there was no need for him to care about all these things that were going to happen, but he was Ye Cheng, so it was impossible for him to do everything possible, but at the very least, he had to do his best.    

    

There were many times when Ye Cheng thought that he could reach his destination as long as he passed through the previous exit, but unfortunately, Qiao Yingzhe had to turn around and take a detour, he really didn't understand what he meant. After walking around for a bit, hope was right in front of his eyes. Finally, he saw a large amount of light in a dark alley, but he stopped.    

    

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows. He felt that Qiao Yingzhe did this on purpose, so he walked over to his side unfriendliness and slammed his hand down onto his shoulder. Brother-in-law, we have been circling around here for almost an hour already. This amount of time is enough for me to travel through the old city two times. "    

    

"Qiao Yingzhe frowned as he stared at the light before him in a haze. "You think I don't know how to lead the way? Come!"    

    

Was this the same as being forced to leave? Ye Cheng glanced at Qiao Yingzhe gloomily, and took the lead to walk towards the light, but just as he was about to exit the alley, he realized that something was wrong. There was clearly nothing in front of him, but at the end of the alley, there was a dead end.    

    

What the hell was this?    

    

Ye Cheng stood in his original position, and turned to look at Qiao Yingzhe. Right now, it's still broad daylight, so it's impossible for us to meet with the Wall-Hitting Ghost! "    

    

Qiao Yingzhe shrugged his shoulders, he touched the wall in front of him, real enough, and it still felt a little damp and cold. "How could it be so easy to meet a Wall-Hitting Ghost? This place is not simple, you can find gossip about the five elements at any time?"    

    

This seemingly dead thing seemed to move as if it was alive. The reason he didn't tell Ye Cheng was because he was afraid that would think too much into it, but after walking for a few times, the result was the same. There were clearly people who didn't want them to go to the Central Region.    

    

Ye Cheng pushed the door open and walked back into the original alley. After losing sight of his left and right, a bright light appeared in front of him, and he stood on the horizontal path. He looked up a few times, and then suddenly jumped onto the wall of the yard. He swayed his body and once again jumped up to the two floors of the roof. He looked down at the houses that were connected to each other in front of him.    

    

Walking out from an alley, Ye Cheng made a gesture towards Qiao Yingzhe, who ran forward and stopped the passerby, asking him about the way to escape. The passersby looked at him as if they were looking at a monster, then scolded him and left.    

    

When Qiao Yingzhe was asking for directions, Ye Cheng rushed across the rooftop and arrived in front of a passerby at the same time as him. Looking down from the top to the bottom, this passerby was not very old, and was dressed in all sorts of goods.    

    

The people who lived here didn't seem to be affected by the terrain at all. Why were they the only ones who knew how to run into the Wall of Ghosts?    

    

Ye Cheng called Qiao Yingzhe up to the roof, if he couldn't get through, he would just go up, whether it was a ghost or an array, could he still go up? He didn't believe it.    

    

This time, with Ye Cheng leading the way, he ran very anxiously, like a sly rabbit scurrying around on the roof of the slums, the method worked. In less than half a second, the two of them had already entered the center of the slums, and the problem was that they were faced with the same problem again, only this time it was not the walls, but the birds.    

    

Ye Cheng cursed, he never thought that he would encounter such a bizarre thing.    

    

After walking around for a long time, he still did not see a single bird. Fuck, they were about to reach their destination. Where did these damn things come from? Ye Cheng landed on the ground and pounced towards the place where the flying bird had flown to. However, he stared dumbly at the old man in front of him. Great sir, did you raise all those birds? "    

    

The old man looked at Ye Cheng for a long time, but didn't say anything. He held his hands behind his back and picked up a broom from the courtyard to clean the birdcage.    

    

Ye Cheng embarrassedly walked in front of the old man and pointed at him while gesturing. Great sir, I want to ask you something. "    

    

Suddenly rushing into someone else's yard, it was already good that their master didn't use a broom to chase them away, but he was still stuck in that person's yard. Even an old man like him would have a temper!    

    

The old man stared at Ye Cheng, then suddenly swept the bird poop in the cage towards him.    

    

Ye Cheng jumped away and dodged the bird poop attack. The old man had already raised his broom and rushed forward, ready to attack! Ye Cheng only had the ability to run, how would he dare do anything to him? A seventy to eighty year old man's bones were all broken, if he really struck the ground, he would be dead for the rest of his life. He did not want to be a fool.    

    

"Uncle, help!"    

    

Qiao Yingzhe landed on the ground easily, and stood outside the courtyard as he stared at the old man with a weird expression. Logically speaking, wouldn't the thieves at home be scared first, then expelled? An old man in his eighties was walking as if he was flying. His body was definitely not ordinary!    

    

"Lordmaster, please calm your anger. We really aren't bad people." Qiao Yingzhe walked into the courtyard with suspicion as he walked in front of the old man. He went up to grab the broom, but did not expect the old man's hand to be so strong, even after grabbing it twice. Instead, he was forced two steps back by the angry old man, and looked at him from top to bottom with wide eyes.    

    

"Who are you people? Why are you climbing our courtyard?" Just then, a middle aged woman came out from a room with a bowl in her hand, and saw Ye Cheng and Qiao Yingzhe asking questions.    

    

Seeing that one of them could speak, Ye Cheng immediately smiled and welcomed him. "Elder sister, I would like to ask how do we get to the Central Plains from here?"    

    

"What circle? We don't know. Let's go!"    

    

The middle aged woman chased Ye Cheng and Qiao Yingzhe out, the old man was also at the same place shouting and jumping with a broom, not only did he not seem to know how to speak, his head was still a little unclear. But since this was the closest place to the encirclement, Ye Cheng didn't want to give up. Thus, he turned towards the old man at the side, and used his fingers to point at the old man's lower abdomen.    

    

With that, the old man immediately stood there motionlessly, scaring the middle-aged woman. She shrieked loudly and ran out, only to be pushed aside by Ye Cheng and thrown into Ye Cheng's arms from the back.    

    

"Why are you looking at me? Is there anyone alive after I search around?"    

    

"This is burglary."    

    

"Hurry up, this woman is too heavy."    

    

Qiao Yingzhe regretted following them. He forced himself to enter the building and walked around only having a sleeping baby. Ye Cheng carried the middle-aged woman inside, placed her on the bed, and then carried the old man in. He closed the doors and windows, placed the phone line on top of the bed and then opened the old man's acupoints.    

    

The old man let out a long sigh as he stared at Ye Cheng with blinking eyes. After being stunned for a while, he suddenly jumped up and waved his fist at Ye Cheng.    

    

"Old man, if you get angry again, I can guarantee you that you'll live your life in a wheelchair in your next life. If you don't believe me, you can take a deep breath. Is it a tightness in your chest and a headache?"    

    

The old man took in a deep breath and indeed, it was as Ye Cheng had said.    

    

Qiao Yingzhe could not tell what Ye Cheng was planning to do, but he was leaning on the door to prevent anyone from entering.    

    

"Old Master, as long as you can answer a few of our questions, I guarantee that I can cure your illness. In addition, as compensation, I can also give you guys some money. How about it?"    

    

Hearing that his illness could be cured, the old man's eyes lit up and he immediately coughed.    

    

Ye Cheng took a glass of water and placed it in front of the old man, telling him to drink the water four times in a row. After calming down, Ye Cheng passed the old man a cigarette. "Old master, I know you can talk, but your father isn't stupid. Let's not pretend to be stupid. How many years have you lived here for?"    

    

The old man raised a finger. That was at least fifty years old, and based on my calculations, the old city had not yet formed a slum yet. Judging by the structure of the two-and-a-half story building, it should have been at most thirty years old, and it had been renovated in the middle instead of the old man's own house.    

    

"Old man, where did you live?"    

    

The old man shook his head. He said he couldn't remember! "The building that he used to live in was even taller than this one, and when the price of the house went up, he was driven here because he didn't have the money to pay the rent."    

    

Qiao Yingzhe looked at Ye Cheng and shook his head at him. The old man's words could not be trusted.    

    

After chatting with Ye Cheng for a while, the old man started to chat with Ye Cheng again! It turned out that the old man had joined the army right after he graduated from school, and he had stayed in the army for more than ten years without getting married and having children. During his military service, his parents had left one after the other due to various problems, and at that time, it just so happened to be a time when the public house was being bought privately, so it was cheap. Most people had spent twenty or thirty thousand on property rights and became the first batch of people to own their own property.    

    

"No matter what period it is, this kind of nonsense is an enduring legacy. Especially now, when a family can be broken down alive. In front of benefits, any sibling friendship is fake. People are poor!"    

    

The old man learned his skills in the army, came back, opened a repair shop, had a good life, was introduced to girls who worked abroad, married and had children in less than a year, one a year, gave birth to three. In the fourth year, his wife ran away, complained that the old man couldn't afford to buy a house, couldn't give him a sense of security, and was transferred to a new owner. It was from then on that the old man moved into this yard.    

    

Qiao Yingzhe played with his phone, and according to the old man's instructions, he found the place where the accident happened. After checking the address, his face turned pale white. After the nursing home was burnt down, there was a boss who wanted to rebuild it and sell it again, but something would happen if he tried to build it in the middle of the building. There would either be people falling to their deaths, or people fighting and causing trouble in all sorts of situations.