A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 318 The Never Withering Lotus Flower

Yuyan led everyone into the living area of ​​the blue-suited person, and headed north until a wall blocked everyone's way.

This wall is tall and majestic, but it is full of vicissitudes. The years and wars have left countless scars on it, but it has not been destroyed. It stands there forever in its own unique way, silent and tragic.

The people in blue clothes closed their eyes in twos and threes, praying devoutly for something, occasionally weeping suddenly, showing the rare temperament of people in blue clothes.

"Oh my god, there is still this..." Fang Xian was quite surprised.

"Well, this is a miniature version of the wall." Yuyan said softly, "The holy place for those in blue clothes, they will pray and repent here, and every time they think of those tragic histories, they will cry and howl."

"A wall carries too many things." Fang Xian sighed and asked Yu Yan, "What do you mean by bringing us here?"

Yuyan pointed at the wall: "Aren't you going to repent?"

"...I believe in the old man, not the wall."

"Haha..." Yu Yan suddenly laughed, "So, Uncle Xian, we are the same."

Yuyan was smiling, but saw Daerba walking towards the dark yellow ancient wall and began to chant silently.

"He's not." Yuyan said helplessly, "Dalba needs to put a lot of things in his faith."

"He has been educated since he was a child, so it's understandable." Fang Xian pondered for a moment, then was taken aback suddenly, "Yuyan, you mean that Linger and Yueru...have believed in Aunt Mary?"

"It's so comfortable, who can stand the temptation?" Yuyan smiled, "No matter how many wrong things you have done in your life, or how many sins you have committed, as long as you repent before you die, you can be redeemed. The rules are clear, and the deception of those in white clothes is too strong."

Fang Xian shook his head and said, "It's also strange that there are too many ghosts and ghosts in the place where Ling'er and Yueru live."

"Now you should understand. Those in blue clothes remember history, always push themselves, and rely on hatred and shrewdness to achieve their beliefs; those in white clothes are willing to accept everything, so their power is the largest, but at the same time, they are also more loose and lacking in Unity.”

"Where?" Fang Xian pouted, he didn't dare to go to the other side of the wall.

Yuyan took a deep breath: "Over there... I dare not go again. They have almost pathological self-discipline and absolute piety. This is the continuation of thousands of years. Don't mess with them."

"I don't want to mess with my mother..." Fang Xian scratched his head and said, "But where is the treasure? Where is the treasure? How do we get out?"

"Uncle Xian." Yu Yan said calmly, "I believe you can also feel that this place is not real."

"Nonsense, the entire game world is not real."

"I mean, it's a game within a game, an illusion within an illusion."

""Inception"?"

"Something like that." Yu Yan looked at the wall, "Since we've come here, what exactly is our belief? It's blue, it's white, it's green."

Fang Xian's body trembled, and he gave an answer that made people laugh: "It's Grandpa Max!!"

"...Whether it's Grandpa Mark Si or Confucius and Mencius, we have to find our own answers." Yu Yan squinted at the wall, as if she wanted to see through, "I believe that Ma Sanbao has already found his answer."

"Uncle was scared to death, and the name of the Sanbao eunuch suddenly popped up again."

When he was confused, the sound of neat footsteps sounded behind him.

Fang Xian turned his head, it was Little Abel, he had already taken off his military uniform, put on a blue shirt again, and came here with a group of people.

Fang Xian stared at him, but he ignored Fang Xian, led the people to the wall, and said something to his heart.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

"Let's get out of here." Although Abel didn't look at Fang Xian, Fang Xian knew that he was speaking to himself, "We have accumulated enough advantages, and we are going to the other side of the wall soon. No matter what the outcome is, this night , there will be no peace here."

"Well, I also found that this is not the end of my journey." Fang Xian stepped forward and grabbed Daerba, "Kowtow."

Fang Xian and his party returned to the door of Aunt Mary's house and knocked on the door again.

Aunt Mary was still kind, but when she saw Yuyan, there was fleeting disdain in her eyes.

"What? Decided to come back again? Welcome!"

Fang Xian shook his head: "We are leaving, I will pick them up."

Aunt Mary sighed: "Why bother..."

However, she complied with Fang Xian's wishes, called the two girls out, and gave each of them a cross.

"Don't forget to pray." Mary told Ling'er and Yueru.

Fang Xian was a little annoyed, grabbed the cross from the two of them, and threw it to Mary: "We don't need this."

Aunt Mary's eyes were hard, but she still restrained her anger: "This is the independent wish of the two ladies, and you have no right to interfere."

"You have no right, your whole family has no right." Fang Xian stopped in front of the ladies and said sharply, "We pay attention to the three obediences and four virtues. I tell you what the ladies believe. Don't impose strange ideas on them."

"Hmph... look at them again." Aunt Mary said in a strange way.

Fang Xian turned around and saw the second lady staring closely at the cross, covered in cold sweat and trembling.

"What did you do?!" Fang Xian roared.

Aunt Mary smiled calmly: "Children, as long as you put this cross on them, they will be relieved. From now on, there will be a place for their hearts to rest, and they will not be rushed to the cold again."

"Save, exit." Fang Xian was about to forcibly shut down the phone.

"Save, exit!"

"Save, exit?"

"Oh shit."

Fang Xian turned his head, hugged the two ladies and shook: "Sober, sober, we have to go back to live!"

Ling'er tremblingly said: "Brother Xian... Believe it... He will bless us in good health..."

"Even after death, it will be so beautiful." Yue Ru also had a strange light in her eyes.

Fang Xian Baotou was annoyed, and he touched his waist three times, wanting to chop Mary down and destroy these unprovoked illusions.

However, he finally dared not, this is their world.

"You don't dare, I'll come."

I saw Azhisha raise the saber in her hand and drop it, she could hardly see the draw, and she put away the saber.

Aunt Mary looked at Azhisha in astonishment, then slowly lowered her head, watching the bleeding from her pierced left chest.

"You...you..." Aunt Mary's expression suddenly changed from extremely kind to extremely cruel, "You will die without a whole body...you will go to hell...damn heretics...no one will Let go..."

Azhisha's knife flashed again, and Mary's head fell to the ground.

Mary's final expression is forever frozen in that horrifying moment.

Fang Xian looked at Azisha numbly.

"Hehe, you're welcome." Azhisha spread her hands.

"Ok."

Although Azisha did it happily, Ling'er and Yueru were at a loss at this time.

They looked at Azhisha like a demon.

"Oh my God...Azitha, what have you done...you're going to hell."

"Hell?" Azhisha smiled openly, "Isn't this here?"

To the north of the village, there were already roars and flames shooting into the sky.

Here, countless people dressed in white have also surrounded everyone, holding their swords in their hands.

"That woman! She killed Aunt Mary!"

"Burn them! Burn them!"

"Not a single one left!!"

There was madness in the eyes of the man in white clothes, and he was not as warm and kind as before.

At this moment, Fang Xian seemed to understand.

My own existence is fundamentally opposed to this village.

Coming here, he became more aware of the differences between them.

"Damn, I figured it out." Fang Xian shook his head mockingly, "I didn't come here to pursue some kind of belief."

"I'm here to find the proof of the overlord!" Fang Xian simplified the complicated problem, "Just like Yoshihara's Changxin Palace Lantern and the chicken farm's crown—I'm coming, I'll see you, I'll pass by."

"Have you finally decided to fight?" Azhisha shook her head, drew out her scimitar, and assumed a standard fighting posture.

"Well, you've learned enough, go back to your old profession." Fang Xian gave a grim smile, "If you don't tolerate me, I won't tolerate you. We are all heretics, and the only one left is the correct one."

Fang Xian was about to start working when he suddenly felt the ground under his feet tremble.

"This familiar rhythm..."

"Admiral!!!!"

"This familiar voice..."

"It's me, Dashun!!!"

In the distance, Zhang Dashun took the lead, with the darkness behind him.

"Admiral!! The lost brothers came back to look for us. I was afraid that something might happen to the Admiral, so I brought my brothers here!"

"This is the right time." Fang Xian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, brazenly displaying his arrogance at the people in white clothes around him, "Did you see that? Where is your god?"

The man in white clothes has completely lost his previous courage, but he is still angry at Fang Xian and has no intention of giving in.

Fang Xian spread his arms: "Whether your gods appear or not, my people have arrived anyway. After you disappear here, no one will remember you."

"Azhisha, I leave this to you."

"Hehe, I'm not your subordinate."

"Everything you grab is yours."

"Do as you please."

Fang Xian explained again: "Dalba, protect your two junior wives, I will go watch a movie with the third junior wife."

"Yes, Master!"

After saying that, Fang Xian didn't even bother to look at these white-clothed people anymore, and walked towards the north of the village with Yu Yan.

Azisha took a step forward, raised her scimitar, and laughed: "So, do you take the initiative to hand over the treasures and take off your clothes, or do you want my help?"

Three thousand kaozi sailors rushed in, the number has far exceeded the resident population of the small village.

No matter what pious beliefs the people in white clothes have, no matter how dirty and dirty the brothel sailors are.

In the end, the knife counts.

……

Fang Xian and Yu Yan sat on the eaves of the wall, watching a scene with a strong taste.

"Uncle Xian, didn't you say you wanted to be in awe? Why are you sitting on someone's wall now?"

"I still didn't understand at that time, without you." Fang Xian said with a dry smile, "There is no need to be in awe. Everyone is an enemy. I didn't realize this at the time."

"Hey..." Yu Yan looked at the scene in front of her. The people in blue clothes and the people in white clothes were attacking the area of ​​​​the people in green clothes unscrupulously. Although the people in green clothes were not weak in fighting spirit, they could not save the situation of massacre.

The blue-clothed people have accumulated too much wealth in the past thousand years, so much that they can buy all the white-clothed people.

They bombarded the green-clothed men with muskets, and only a handful of green-clothed men could rush to them and swing their bayonets.

"They all think that they are right and want to eliminate their mistakes. Of course, if they are eliminated, then they are wrong, so they have to keep fighting and killing just to prove that they are right." Fang Xian looked at it and sighed happily. , "The men in blue are the most terrifying avengers. After they have eliminated the primary error, they will attack the secondary error."

"That's us." Yuyan leaned on Fang Xian's shoulder, "In your era, boys wanted to take girls to the movies. Unexpectedly, the first time we watched was a horror movie."

"Haha!" Fang Xian pinched her nose, "You big zombie, for you, this is a romance movie!"

……

The brothel sailor completed the task before the man in blue, and Azisha jumped up to the wall with ease.

"Hey, I didn't bother you." As soon as Azhisha spoke, she couldn't help frowning when she saw the scene in front of her. "Your hobbies really have individuality."

Fang Xian asked: "How, did you grab any overlord's certificate or something like that?"

Azhisha shrugged her shoulders: "I asked. I caught a few timid ones and asked them what treasures they have here. They groaned and said honestly in the end that the treasure belongs to the only winner."

"Oh..." Fang Xian pointed to the battle group in front of him, "I'll leave it to you."

"Oh my God." Azhisha couldn't help but feel a little moved, "Master Admiral, my hands are numb, are you so inhuman?"

"Hehe. This is war, don't mention humanity to me."

"Hehe. Is this a war?"

"Hehe, I mean yes."

"Ha ha."

Fang Xian had no intention of watching the final battle, and jumped off Gaoqiang with Yuyan in his arms.

Daerba was escorting Yueru and Linger over, the two ladies were trembling, still out of their wits, still praying for something.

Fang Xian sighed, it seemed that it would take a long time for them to recover, and because of this, he hated these people wearing fixed-color clothes even more.

In the end, the village was burned down, and the people inside disappeared forever in the game world.

Abel's wisdom failed to save the village, Mary's enthusiasm failed to save the village, and those who had never met, they also failed.They were savagely obliterated by tons of kiln sailors, and maybe no one will remember them anymore.

On the ruins of the village, a small pink flower bloomed in the cracks of the high wall.

Yuyan walked over and picked it up.

"The never-withering lotus." Yu Yan couldn't help laughing, "Unexpectedly, it ended in this way."

Azhisha walked over with a smile, holding up her trophy.

Fang Xian asked in surprise: "Found it?"

"Well, the Bloody Crescent Knife! It turned out to be a treasure in the north of the village, where people kept it." Azhisha caressed the scimitar, and her wish was finally fulfilled. "Without the blessing of the gods, all of this is done by our own hands, cruel war comes."

As the village was destroyed, Ling'er and Yueru also fainted. Fortunately, Zhang Dashun came prepared. Even the luxurious sedan was prepared. They only needed to sleep in the sedan for a while before they woke up.

The return trip was quick and nothing strange happened.

Everyone finally returned to the familiar boat, and at the same time they swore that they would never go deep inland again.

Ling'er Yueru had also woken up. They only remembered eating some turkey and drinking some wine. They didn't tell them anything more. They left the big zombie Yuyan to remember the heavy food. Bar.

Since the Fang family navy disappeared in this sea area for a long time, Azisha's sons became quite rampant and extended their claws to the coast of India. Na Pang was tortured to a miserable level.

As for Azisha herself, she said this: "When the children grow up, what does it have to do with me?"

Afterwards, she entered the warehouse with Daerba.

Foreign women are indeed open-minded. Although Fang Xian is not calm about Azisha's figure, he has heard for a long time that this type of woman has unlimited desires. He should leave such a difficult task to Dalba.

On the other side of East Asia, there was something rampant in the Japanese kingdom. Zhang Dashun had already assigned Li Huamei's fleet to suppress it. Fang Xian didn't change this order. That sea area was fundamental, and it was reassuring to let Huamei cruise there.

After the reorganization of the remaining three fleets, the navy sailed to Africa.

As Kuhn said before, Africa is mainly controlled by Portugal and Spain. Fang Xian's only lament is that these two forces are too weak, much weaker than Kuhn and Preyla.

Helping black brothers in distress is a consistent diplomatic tradition of my Great Heavenly Dynasty, and Fang Xian naturally has to respond to the slogan of the organization.

When going out to sea, the kiln oarsmen rest most of the time, otherwise the consumption will be staggering, so the sailing fleet will be much faster than the ironclad ships in non-combat sailing.

Fang Xian was tired of being on the black bumps, so he entrusted the original First Fleet to Azhisha and Daerba, and he and a few ladies lay on the deck of the three-barrel sailboat in the North Sea to bask in the sun, and entered the African waters first .

"Europeans know how to fucking enjoy it!" Fang Xian felt that he also knew how to enjoy it.

Between several masts, there is a set of attached hammocks, the area is very large, big enough to accommodate a Fang Xian and three ladies.

The four of them were laying in a haphazard manner, they were very nice, Fang Xian was lying on Yueru's lap, with his left arm around Yuyan, Ling'er was lying on Fang Xian's lap again, hugging Yueru's feet and fell asleep... ...blah blah...very confusing.

Usually at such times, Fang Xian will slow down the sailing speed, treating it as a vacation, which is uniquely pleasant.

The bosun is quite good at that. As a brothel sailor, he naturally needs to know how to have fun.

After a while, some fruit juices and grilled fish were brought to the admiral, and although the fishing rod and spear were ready, the admiral could go fishing whenever he felt like it.

In this way, several people spent quite a half day in ecstasy.

Fang Xian could imagine that the life of this bastard Daerba was definitely more ecstasy than his own.

In the afternoon of this day, the sun was setting on the west bank, and when Fang Xian was about to speed up his sailing, an uninvited guest appeared.

The lookout shouted: "It's the African Fleet, the Espinosa First Fleet, they have issued a warning flag!"

"Warning." Fang Xian ordered, "Go back with the same banner."

A few minutes later, the sound of artillery shells rang out from the opposite side, and a row of artillery shells went as high as the parabola in the sea.

"Admiral, this is a warning bombardment. If we move forward, they will fire."

(End of this chapter)