You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 57 Changshan Town

After hearing about Daliang's level of Taoism, Zuo Chen was amazed.

There is no such thing as building a foundation or forming an elixir in this world, but there are land immortals and true immortals.

Judging from the jade pendant that was fished out from the bottom of the lake before, there are still cultivators in Daliang. Now it seems that it must be this capital master.

"How is this capital now?" Zuo Chen asked.

"died."

"died?"

"To be exact, he disappeared, but people in the martial arts world say he is dead." Caiyi said, "It must have happened several decades ago. He was drinking with the emperor at the time in the capital. There was thunder and lightning that night, and he disappeared the next day. Some people say he ascended to heaven, and some say he tried to murder the emperor, but was solved by the masters around the emperor.

"But if he ascended to heaven, there would be traces. But in the past few decades, not even a shadow of him has been seen in the capital. He must be dead."

Caiyi shook her head and looked like a street storyteller.

After she finished telling the story of the capital, she also added:
"But what I heard was just what the Jianghu people often said. I definitely don't know the specific facts. I just think that such a powerful person in the capital would not be killed by the emperor. I'm afraid he found out the secret of heaven, and after he ascended to heaven, he no longer plays with mortals.

"Later, the emperor's son, the previous emperor, succeeded to the throne. He was incompetent and caused chaos in the country. He also died early, which resulted in the current young emperor being only fourteen years old. Many people in the martial arts world said that this was the recipe left by the capital at that time, which cut off the dragon vein."

Zuo Chen remembered this story, but he still didn't know how advanced the Taoist priest in the capital was.

If I can see him in the future, I will definitely prepare two more cups of tea and talk with him by candlelight at night.

……

On the way, Xiao Changcheng kept looking into the air, as if he was thinking about something, and said nothing.

When the donkey had gone halfway, Xiao Changcheng suddenly asked:

"Master, there is something I don't understand. If you have time, I hope you can help me solve it."

"Go ahead."

"The ghostwriter said before that King Kang doesn't care about us common people, saying that the food we provide is useless, and that our farming in the fields is useless. We can only be of some use if we turn the wood into firewood. But Taoist priest, is human life really that worthless? It's not even worth a few taels of silver?"

Xiao Changcheng asked.

His expression was slightly painful and full of doubts, and it seemed more like he was asking for help than seeking to learn.

Zuo Chen sat on the donkey and pondered for a few seconds:

“The Tao is to detach from the mundane world, but one should also act in accordance with the will of others.

"Besides, I used to live in a pretty good place, where human life was very precious. If there was a disaster from heaven, we would use our own hands to resist heaven. If there was an emperor who harmed the world, we would use swords and guns to drive him down."

If God brings disaster, use your hands to resist God...

When Xiao Changcheng heard this, he felt as if he was shocked.

Ever since he was born, his family taught him to respect the royal family, protect the family business, and live an honest and dutiful life. He didn't have the ambition to fight against the world, nor did he have the courage to deal with the vassal kings.

But after hearing Zuo Chen's words, Xiao Changcheng felt as if something in his heart had loosened.

Seeing him thinking, Zuo Chen didn't say much, just hoping that he could figure it out.

The donkey cart continued to move slowly. Half a day later, Xiao Changcheng still seemed to have not figured it out.

However, the other people in the car finally saw other scenery besides the wasteland on the horizon.

"Master Dao, the town is ahead."

Xiao Changcheng stretched out his hand and pointed forward. Zuo Chen looked in the direction of his finger, but what he saw was not a house, but a stretch of mountains connected end to end.

Changshan Town is built on the mountain and is very large. The entire town stretches from the east end of the mountain all the way to the west end of the mountain, forming a long line.

This town is connected to Xuzhou city in the east and leads to the outside of the Great Wall in the west. Before the disaster, there were often caravans pulling horse-drawn carts coming and going here.

They would take out the best cloth from Xuzhou City, go to Qingzhou and exchange it for good rice and fish before coming back.

The journey was long, so traveling merchants needed to find a place to rest. Street stalls were likely to be shady shops, but the town was safer. Over time, Changshan Town developed and became quite wealthy.

King Kang managed the town in a casual way, so a prominent official was assigned to Changshan Town. Otherwise, the whole town would continue to build higher walls, and it would not be impossible for Changshan Town to become Changshan City.

And it was precisely because Changshan Town was wealthy that he was able to retain more people after the disaster.

"My home is on the west side, near the foot of the mountain. If I want to get there, I have to go through Changshan Town through the main gate. I'll drive there first and happen to see a few of my fellow villagers. I hope the Taoist priest can give me some food. After the villagers have eaten their fill, I'll take them to find Master Shanxin."

He sighed slightly and added, "It's a pity that the land is too barren. The persimmon tree in my backyard doesn't bear fruit anymore. Otherwise, I would definitely let you taste some. They are really big, sour and sweet."

Xiao Changben's tense face finally showed a slight smile, and his previous depressed and confused mood finally eased a little.

Let’s put aside those difficult life events for the moment and think about our fellow villagers.

Now that the Taoist priest has arrived, the townspeople will be saved!
Now that the Taoist priest has arrived, the townspeople will have food to eat!

The joy in his heart dispelled his anxiety, and Xiao Changcheng also gathered beside the car, looking at the town in front of him happily.

When the donkey cart entered the town, both sides of the town looked desolate.

The town looked monotonously grey. The doors of the houses next door were open, but when I looked inside, I could not see a single person.

All I could see was the yard, the firewood room, and the innermost room, all covered in dust, as if no one had lived here for a long time.

"People?"

Xiao Changcheng looked around, but couldn't see any of his familiar fellow villagers, and he felt a little panicked.

He remembered that when he came out, there were still quite a few people in the town. Although everyone was too hungry to move, there were still people standing on both sides of the street, watching the four of them leave.

But now there is no sign of him at all.

Could it be that they all starved to death?!

Xiao Changcheng thought of his mother, so he went to the donkey and said:

"Uncle Donkey, Uncle Donkey, please hurry up and go due west. My home is over there. I want to go back to see my mother!"

The donkey snorted, as if he was unhappy with Xiao Changcheng pointing fingers at him, but he still quickened his pace.

Okay, suddenly a fragrance came from the air halfway across the street. Xiao Changcheng sniffed carefully and felt that someone was stewing meat soup.

He was overjoyed:
"There are still people alive! They found food!"

Zuo Chen also twitched his nose and sniffed, his brows immediately furrowed tightly.

Before he had time to talk to Xiao Changcheng, the young man had already gotten out of the car and walked towards the direction where the fragrance came from.

He hadn't taken two steps when several dark shadows rushed out from the alley next to him and slashed at his neck with knives.

Zuo Chen flicked his fingers and sent a few of them flying. The remaining two surrounded the carriage. Caiyi also let out a "hey", jumped up and kicked them away with two kicks.

After a round of repulsion, Xiao Changcheng finally saw the surrounding scene clearly.

Those were indeed the folks in the town.

But their eyes were bright red, like those of wild beasts.

(End of this chapter)