The Journey of an Ou

"Leaving my hometown, I carry my pack... Often dreaming of my beloved girl... Being far away, my heart is at home...",On the street corner, outside a two-story general store, a young man leaning on his broom hums a tune nobody seems to understand. He lazily watches the people flowing back and forth on the street.,With three sickening cracks, the three robbers were sent flying backward like they'd been hit by a locomotive!。