The Monk

Chapter 509 Mood

Zhang Ai returned to the mountain twice and committed massacres, killing many people with his own hands. From then on, low-level monks did not dare to climb mountains easily. In their mouths, the relic of Tianlei Mountain is a mad dog that bites anyone he catches, more vicious than the villains of the Demon Sect.

Standing under the mountain gate archway and looking up, you can see the lush mountains and the decay of the houses as you slowly walk up the steps. The stone steps are green, and the mountain wind can blow away the dust, but it also blows many fallen leaves, last year's and this year's, scattered here and there.

The stone steps are very long. Step on each step carefully and walk onto the square in front of Tianlei Hall. In the past, this was the most important place for Tianlei Taoist Temple, the head of the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom. Walk around the square and enter the Tianlei Hall.

There was nothing and no one in the palace. The slightly valuable things had been taken away long ago, making it look empty. Walking silently, he looked more like a ghost than a ghost. In the corner behind the hall is a staircase leading to the second floor, which is divided into multiple rooms, including the master's bedroom. Now all the rooms have their doors wide open and are as empty as the hall downstairs.

Walk into a random room and stand in front of the window. The wooden window is closed tightly. Looking out through the gap, it seems that everything close and far is still unclear. After watching for a while, he turned around and walked down the stairs, exited Tianlei Hall, and turned towards Ziguang Pavilion. Ziguang Pavilion is a training place for elite disciples of Tianlei Taoist Temple. It has many small buildings.

Zhang Wen sat down in front of the Ziguang Pavilion. For some reason, he didn't want to go in, so he looked in at the door. I remember many things in my mind, such as being bullied, laughed at, and insulted when I was a child; I also remember many people, such as my fellow disciples and uncles. My eyes slowly looked over, and my mind recalled bit by bit.

This time, three hundred years of refining weapons in the Five Spirits Blessed Land gave him some insights. At least he knew that he had to do things one by one. I also know that I cannot escape and must face everything.

After sitting upright for a long time, he stood up, spread his wings and flew westward. There is a huge rock two thousand miles west of Tianlei Mountain. Under the rock is his first home. The low walls made of rubble and half of the rooms built in stone were all done by him himself. The strange thing is that he rarely thinks about this home.

She folded her wings and landed outside the courtyard. She originally planned to go home and have a look, but when she got to the door, she didn't want to go in. She stared blankly for a while and turned around to leave.

Let it fly and fly towards Yong'an Lake at full speed and reach the small island in the middle of the lake. After carefully checking the surrounding environment, he took off his shirt, dived to the bottom of the lake, and flattened himself against the cold ice wall. In an instant, I felt the biting cold and my whole body was numb. Divine Tears began to use spiritual power to protect Zhang Wei's body and maintain the functions of his whole body, but his chest muscles became necrotic again without any accident.

The cold aura of the ice wall flows into the ice crystals through the body, stimulating it to wake up. However, the injury this time was too severe. Zhang was lying like a big toad for more than a year before Bing Jing slowly woke up, and then voluntarily broke away from his body and crawled back into the ice wall. Only then was he free and swam back to the island in the middle of the lake. Use the exercises to seal the blood vessels in the skin outside the heart to suppress the pain, use a knife to cut off the dead flesh piece by piece, take the Life Pill, and then release the restrictions of the exercises after the wound heals. All that's left is to wait.

Bingjing took too long to recuperate, and Zhang was afraid of getting into trouble while waiting. There are many fishing villages around Yongan Lake, and fishing is the main livelihood. In this world, where there are interests, there are struggles. The livelihood of fishermen became interests in the eyes of others, and disputes arose.

There are two natural villages in the northeast of the lake. Because they are quite close to Yong'an County, the fish they catch can always be sold in time. In comparison, they are relatively large and wealthy villages. But life is always troubled. Some people are jealous when they make money, so the fisherman appears. The fishing tyrants are divided into three groups. One group is from the village. They force the villagers to join a certain association and collect membership fees and management fees. Those who do not join the membership are not allowed to fish. Another group is from Yong'an County. They dominate all the markets. If you want to sell fish, you can only go through them, or pay high rent, or sell the fish to them at a low price. In short, it is impossible not to be skinned. The third group of fishing tyrants are actually hooligans who charge protection fees, as long as they are listed above. For example, when a new boat is launched, they charge a safety deposit to ensure the safety of the boat. Bring fish to Yong'an City to sell and collect money. The fee is road usage fee, otherwise don't pass here.

Not counting the government taxes, there were already three groups of vampires torturing the people, making them miserable. Go to the Yamen to file a complaint? The yamen wants evidence, otherwise they will ignore you. If you fight against the fisherman, who can you defeat?

It would be better if you just collect money, but the most terrible thing will happen and someone will steal your business. A fish station appeared on the north shore of Yong'an Lake to buy live fish. More and more fishermen from other villages sail directly to the north shore of Yong'an Lake after fishing to sell the fish at low prices. They don’t travel, don’t go to the market, don’t pay membership fees, and save a lot of money. And Yong'an County is so big and has such a large population, so the price will naturally become cheaper if there are more fish. If the fishermen cannot sell for a high price, their income will decrease. However, the three gangs of fishermen do not care about this and collect money as usual. The fishermen in the two villages are getting poorer and poorer, and many fishermen cannot pay the regular money.

Poverty leads to change. Some fishermen secretly catch fish in the middle of the night, then walk through the mountain roads to sell the fish into Shiwanda Mountain, and exchange it with the people in the mountain for game or medicinal herbs. Slowly, the number of fishermen entering the mountain gradually increased, and a small market was formed in the mountain, doing business only in the early morning. As a result, the income of the three gangs of fishermen has dropped sharply, especially the group of fishermen who collect protection fees. They have almost no income. No one can go out of the boat, and no one can go to the city to sell fish. They can't find anyone to collect money.

Of course, the fisherman was unwilling to face this situation. After careful inspection, he found that the fishermen slept during the day and fished at night. They organized gangsters to arrest people at night, and those who caught the current ones were either beaten to disability or paid for ransom.

On the first night, they caught two fishing boats fishing at night. The fishermen dominated the six boats and bullied the small ones with more boats, forcing the two fishing boats towards the center of the lake. Zhang was afraid of being discovered.

Zhang was afraid to wonder what kind of show these people were doing without sleeping in the middle of the night? I sneaked over to take a look and found that the people on the two boats in front looked nervous, and the people on the six boats behind were swearing and arrogant. It turned out that they were fighting.

Three hundred years of tempering his mind made Zhang Wen even more persistent in his beliefs. When you see injustice, you must take care of it! A small sampan was launched, and after getting on it, it slowly floated over, right in front of two fishing boats. The fishermen on the boat were extremely nervous and shouted: "Get out of the way."

Zhang Ai was very obedient and turned the bow of the boat to pass the two fishing boats, and then blocked the two chasing fishing boats. A group of fishermen were very arrogant and yelled: "Get out of my way, or my legs will be broken."

Zhang Pingquan pretended not to hear, and asked with a smile: "What happened? Why don't you sleep?"

The fishermen are of good character. Someone shouted to Zhang Afraid: "Run!"

The fisherman from behind scolded: "Fuck you, none of you can escape."

Zhang was afraid but was not angry. He controlled the small sampan to catch up with the two fishing boats in front and said, "Follow me." He led them to the small island in the middle of the lake. It was so late at night that I couldn't see the way forward. When the fishermen discovered the island, they were already about to dock. They opened their mouths and cursed: "Asshole! Where can I lead the way?"

At this time, it was too late to turn around, so the people in the two boats had to leave the boat and land. Most of them looked at Zhang Afraid with cold eyebrows and suspected that he was a member of the fishing tyrants.