The Monk

Chapter 298: Feelings

People from the north understand the horror of the Jin family better than people from the south. Bloody revenge, bloody massacre, and extermination without leaving any one behind are the Jin family's military methods that look down upon the thousands of clans in the north. When they attacked Tianlei Mountain, they did it casually. They did not intend to specifically destroy the family. Otherwise, no Tianlei Mountain disciples would have escaped and would be caught by Zhang.

Zhang Aing brought a pig and a cat to the Song Dynasty, which was the hometown of Song Yunyi. For this reason, Zhang Aing specially went to Songcheng, the capital of the country. Song City is still the same Song City, and the imperial advisor is still Song Yinglong, but the Emperor of the Song Dynasty has changed. He seems to be Yunyi's nephew, and he doesn't recognize him either. All the people he knew are deceased.

Walking around the city, the familiar city became unfamiliar, no different from anywhere else, so I left the city and rushed to Lishui Lake. After decades of growth, Lishui Lake has returned to its original appearance, and Lishui Lake is also a beautiful place with beautiful lakes and mountains. The eighteen thatched huts by the lake are still there, but the eighteen Buddhist monks are nowhere to be seen. They are probably suffering from the disappearance of the passage through the skeletal forest.

Going further north, we came to Wangting, a small border town. The pavilion was still there, and the people in the city were peaceful and harmonious. There was no sense of crisis like the old border towns that were wary of enemy attacks. Outside the city, the vast battlefield between the barbarians and the barbarians is filled with ancient tombs. Countless people of the two tribes who were killed by monsters are buried there. Because of their existence, the two tribes have not used weapons for nearly seventy years, and their exchanges have become closer. .

Zhang Ai stood on the ancient road to visit. He liked this feeling very much along the way. The streets were busy, leisurely, rich and poor. Everyone was doing what they should do. There was a kind of ordinary happiness that he wanted to blend into. , I really want to experience their lives.

The kitten has never seen so many people. For it, it must have never seen so much food before, stupid, weak, and delicious food. However, Zhang was afraid not to let it get angry and do anything. Although the kitten is not afraid Zhang was afraid, but for some reason he listened to him and slept on his shoulder all day long.

But it doesn’t have to worry about starvation. Zhang is afraid that there is always a lot of gold in his body. He buys it all the way and lets the kitten eat all kinds of delicacies. After living alone for ten thousand years, he has never tasted such delicious food. After all the supplements, he likes it even more. Stay with Zhang Ai.

The piggy eats more than the kitten, but he always likes to despise the kitten while eating, laughing at it for having the nerve to say that it is a spiritual beast when it has never seen anything. You have seen kittens despise them, but why do they keep eating like a starving ghost reincarnated?

Zhang was afraid that he didn't know the exact location of Jin's house, so he could only ask while walking all the way north. After passing the ancient road into the barbarian territory, I asked many people, but no one knew. It seems that I have to ask the magicians.

People of other ethnic groups respect nature and live mostly in the mountains and wilds. There are always tribes dotting the mountains and rivers. There are also some towns that function as trading markets. Zhang Ping is now wandering around the market in Shanxia Town, looking for cultivators.

He also knew that there were always cultivators in the spiritually rich places in the mountains and plains, but he was worried that intruding for no reason would cause unnecessary misunderstandings, so he used the most stupid method to wander slowly and bump into them, not believing that he would not bump into them.

Then I saw a strange Taoist wandering leisurely on the street. He was wearing a dark purple Taoist robe, leading four big dogs, and had piglets and kittens on his shoulders and head. This combination was as strange as possible. People from the North are straightforward, and some people laughed and said: "This Taoist master is quite laid-back." Some people like animals. The four big guys and the two little guys each have their own advantages, which led many people to ask: "Master Taoist, you are such a dog. No? How much does it cost?” The woman liked the cute little piggy, and someone even started teasing it, which made Zhang Awei shout, “No, it’s okay.” It's fierce and unpredictable, who knows if it can hurt anyone.

I ran out of the market in a hurry and suddenly felt that this kind of life was quite good. Even spiritual beasts and kittens knew how to find a companion. Why do human cultivators have to live in isolation and stay alone for thousands of years? Is it just for the elusive journey of immortality? ? If he just sits there every day, what if he lives for ten thousand years?

There is a winding mountain road outside Shanxia Town, leading directly to a tribe on the mountain ten miles away. Zhang was afraid of sighing indiscriminately, so he walked out of the town and came outside the tribe. As soon as he saw people farming in the narrow terraces halfway up the mountain, and not far away were mud houses, Zhang Ping began to sigh again. With such simple living conditions, he actually struggled with the Song Dynasty for thousands of years. Alas.

A young man walked out of the village, with his arms open, and shouted to Zhang Awei: "What are you doing? Does your dog bite people? Watch out, you will be responsible for hurting people."

Zhang Aifan replied with a smile: "I won't bite anyone. I'm here to find the way. May I ask my little brother how to get to Jin's house?"

"Jin family? There is no one named Jin in the ten miles and eight villages on the edge of this mountain. Who are you? Where do you come from? Are you Han? Don't think that wearing Taoist robes means you are a monk, let alone someone who cheats money? Let me tell you, our village People can be very cruel and cheat money to go elsewhere.”

The young man's words made Zhang afraid dumbfounded. He raised his hand and said, "Then I'm leaving." He led the dog to another mountain road. The young man was still nagging behind his back: "I know he is a liar. He doesn't even know how to beat Dao Yi. What else can he do if he is not a good liar?"

Zhang Wen ignored him and walked straight into the mountain. Passing through several tribes, no one knew the location of the Jin family, so I had to continue walking. I was surprised that the Jin family, so famous and powerful among thousands of tribes, was actually unknown.

Behind the mountains is the grassland, which is vast and boundless, and is home to many nomadic peoples. Not long after entering the grassland, we saw herdsmen herding their horses. Herds of horses spread out and moved like clouds on the grassland, which was very spectacular.

Zhang Ping was just about to go over and ask questions when he suddenly noticed spiritual energy fluctuations in the distance in front of him, and there were cultivators there. Zhang was afraid of being overjoyed, so he crossed dozens of miles and came to a tent, lifted the curtain and entered. There were five men sitting in the tent. Among them was a weak-headed young man. He was the youngest among the five, but the most proud. , raising his nose as if no one looked down on him, the spiritual energy fluctuations came from him. The other four are grown men with bronzed skin and very strong, but they are all ordinary people. Sitting on both sides of the young man, they spoke respectfully and toasted to the young man. There were three tables in front of the five people, filled with wine and food. The young man had one table, and the other four people had one table for two each.

The door curtain suddenly opened and a young Taoist came in. The weak-headed young man was very dissatisfied and said to the people around him: "Who is this? He doesn't know any manners, let him out." His cultivation level was low and he did not realize that Zhang was a monk.

The people around him stood up and shouted: "Where did you come from, a wild Taoist priest? Get out quickly." Seeing that Zhang was afraid of moving, they stepped out and pushed him.

Zhang was not worried and said with a smile: "Just ask and leave. I dare to ask any of the elder brothers, who knows how to leave the Jin family?"

As soon as these words came out, the weak-headed young man's expression changed, he stood up and asked, "Which Jin family are you looking for?"

When Zhang Weijing heard that there was a way out, he smiled and replied: "Mangu Jin's family, do you know how to get there?"

The young man's voice was cold: "What are you doing with the Jin family?"