The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 33 Going Down the Mountain
In the early morning, the wind was bleak and the drizzle was continuous.

A stalwart young man wearing a bamboo hat came down the Shaoshi Mountain Road and rushed towards Xujiaji in the distance.

"After seven days of delay, most of the internal energy was transported to the avatar, which is worthy of extending the existence of the avatar for three months, really."

This person was Ye Wuxin who sneaked out from Shaolin Temple. The purpose of his trip was to find Qiao Feng and sit and watch the situation develop.

If things were as he expected, Azhu would not die, and the Liao Kingdom would change its dynasty after encountering a crisis of rebellion, then the 40 Liao army would attack the Song Dynasty and it would be a certainty.

As a human being, you must have a conscience. If your conscience is gone, you will earn more emotional points.

40 Liao troops went south due to his hand, and once the war started, a steady stream of emotional points would be recorded.

Thinking of this, he also understood why the system reward for that task was so high.

This system is like fearing that the world will not be chaotic. It wants to constantly obtain human emotions, and it doesn't know what its purpose is.

Therefore, there are only two choices before him at this time.

One is to let Qiao Feng and A'Zhu return to the original ending, and let A'Zhu be killed by Qiao Feng himself, so that everything will return to the original track.

The second, which is more challenging, is for Ye Wuxin to solve the 40 army by himself, so as to eliminate the war.

This kind is more challenging, even Xu Zhu, who inherited the Vulture Palace and became the son-in-law of the Xixia Kingdom, is not qualified to stop 40 troops.

There is no way, this is a world of low martial arts after all, and the upper limit of martial artists can at most play the role of a sharp knife.

He has only heard of such a thing as winning with a 40-strong army in some chaotic mid-to-high martial arts worlds, and he has no idea if he can do it.

While thinking about it, the bustling market had already appeared in front of him.

Walking into the largest inn in Xujiaji, the waiter at the side walked over with a smile.

"Guest officer, are you a top player or a hotel?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wuxin said slowly.

"One catty of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, one catty of cooked beef, two braised pig's trotters, and a plate of vegetarian dishes."

"Okay, sir, wait a moment."

After the waiter made a pot of hot tea and served it, he greeted the other guests.

In the lobby, pedestrians in twos and threes sat around, and from time to time some people talked about something.

Most of the people who come and go are equipped with swords, their eyes are sometimes vigilant about their surroundings, and they whisper private words to those who walk with them, and there are not a few people wearing bamboo hats like Ye Wuxin.

Secretly channeling internal power, the whispers around him can be heard in his ears.

The whispers of many pedestrians were mostly trivial matters, but the words of the two beggars on the edge made him a little concerned.

"Have you heard? Elder Xu is dead."

"Elder Xu is dead, could it be that Qiao Feng did something good again?"

"It must be the murderous hand of Qiao Feng's villain. The ribs on his chest and back have been cut off at the root. Someone who has this kind of palm force and has enmity with the beggar gang, haha"

One of the beggars drank a glass of wine, sneered twice, and cursed Qiao Feng secretly.

"Seven days later, we will hold a condolence meeting in Weihui, and help most of the elders and brothers go back. It must be a way to capture them."

Speaking of this, the two looked around vigilantly, and then continued to communicate through the incision in the beggar gang.

Ye Wuxin frowned, and knew where to find them.

However, Xiao Yuanshan might find out if he rashly followed Qiao Feng and A'Zhu, he had better find another way.

Not long after, a plate of dishes and turbid wine exuding the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus were placed on Ye Wuxin's table.

He couldn't wait to take a bite of the beef. With the familiar texture and chewy texture, he almost couldn't help but burst into tears.

'Having been a monk for more than half a year, I almost thought that I would live my life as a vegetarian, it still smells like meat! '

One sip of what is in the cup, a soft and sweet taste melts into the throat as a snow line.

"Comfortable, this is the life of a person."

After drinking and eating, Ye Wuxin set off quickly, but did not rush to the condolence meeting to be held by the beggar gang, but rushed to the location of Tiantai Mountain.

With Xiao Yuanshan at his back, he didn't dare to get close to Qiao Feng and A'Zhu easily, it would kill him.

Although he can be regarded as a second-rate master, it is better not to provoke that kind of enemy, at least before he really becomes the protagonist.

Therefore, the target he was going to this time was not Wei Hui, but Tiantai Mountain.

On Tiantai Mountain, Zen Master Zhiguang, who once knew what happened, lives in seclusion in Zhiguan Temple, Xiao Yuanshan will be one step ahead of the two of them.

Just in time, he wanted to experiment how big the gap was between the second-rate and the first-rate peak, so he would take advantage of this opportunity to play against him.

Lu Feikuai made by horse, bow like a thunderbolt.

After hastily preparing the water bag and dry food, Ye Wuxin showed off his golden goose skills, and after two days and one night of raiding, he took a rest in a rather dilapidated village.

Relying on his lightness skills, Ye Wuxin was greatly surprised to come across a village after climbing the mountain road for two days.

As soon as he entered the village, Ye Wuxin saw a few panic-stricken villagers rushing out with iron forks.

Seeing that Ye Wuxin had long hair and was dressed in black, he lowered the weapon aimed at him, but he still did not relax his vigilance.

"Fathers and elders, after a long day of driving, can you take a break? If you can open the door of convenience, I will thank you."

Hearing what Ye Wuxin said, all the villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they had unspeakable difficulties.

Not long after, an old man with white beard and hair hobbled up to Ye Wuxin.

"This young man, I am the head of this village. Please forgive me for not agreeing to this young man's request."

The old man looked distressed, and when the surrounding villagers saw him entering the village, they raised their farm tools and surrounded him, presumably something must have happened.

"This old man, I've been driving for a day and a night, and I'm really tired. Please forgive me."

Many villagers secretly winked at the village chief, as if they were quite happy to let Ye Wuxin stay.

The old man hesitated for a while, and finally nodded slowly.

"Forget it, since the guests are like this, please come in."

When following the old man into the village, Ye Wuxin looked around without a trace, and when he saw faint traces of sword chopping on the nearby doors and windows, he secretly raised his vigilance.

The two came to a dilapidated earthen house, and the old man whispered.

"The humble house is simple, I have wronged the guests."

"The scenery here is pleasant, so how can there be any grievances? You are old, why do you repeatedly lament?"

Hearing Ye Wuxin's question, the old man sighed deeply and surprised him the moment he opened his mouth.

　Lu Feikuai made by horse, bow like a thunderbolt.

　　Quoting, Xin Qiji's "Broken Time, Xin Qiji has entrusted Chen Tongfu with strong words"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)