The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 85: See through the scenery
The retired official’s surname is Sun, who is called Master Sun by the villagers. A few years ago, he moved back to the village from the county seat and built a huge house. See him in person.
A few simple pieces of information are enough to make a perfunctory story.
The grandfather Sun must be a man with a story, and the most likely reason to return to the mountain village is to avoid misfortune.
If Jing Jiu went to investigate, he would definitely be able to find out the truth of the matter, but he had no interest. After looking at it from a distance, he left the village and embarked on the return journey.
In the process of leaving the village, he took a piece of clothing that was hanging outside by someone’s house, tore it into strips, and tied the iron sword to his back.
In the middle of the night, he climbed over the mountains and returned to the cave.
The starlight is like snow, illuminating the mountains and plains very clearly.
A monster beast like a hill lying in front of the cave, covered in blood, has no breath, and has been dead for some time, exuding a strong smell of fishy smell.
The rocks outside the cave are full of gaps, gravel on the ground, and traces of being wiped out by the beast’s steel-like bristles. You can imagine the power of the beast and the intense struggle before death. , The momentum is amazing.
Jing Jiu glanced at the demon beast, confirmed that its demon pill was of no use, and walked around the corpse into the cave.
The patterns on the stone walls and the ground have been blurred a lot, and the formation is broken and can no longer be used.
Over the winter, he looked at him and said: “The formation is good.”
Jing Jiu uses the Heavenly Sword Technique, but the formation technique is not wrong.
Smelling the stench coming from outside the cave, he raised his eyebrows slightly during the winter, and said: “Stay here?”
“Leave now.”
Jing Jiu walked into the pile of bones, lifted the cocoon and walked out of the cave.
Under the starlight, we walked through the mountains and ridges again, carrying the sea on our back, and came to that mountain village. Dawn was approaching.
Jing Jiu carried the winter and walked to the outermost mansion in the village.
Master Sun’s house is well-built, and there is an arrow tower on the southeast corner. Don’t guard against strong people, because the government has to take some effort to attack it.
The side door of the mansion is very strong, the iron sheet is covered with hardwood, about three inches thick, and the door bolt is thick and exaggerated.
Of course, these can’t stop Jing Jiu.
He walked to the door, waved his right hand, and the latch inside quietly separated.
The mansion is very quiet, there are no lights, and no voices.
Jing Jiu carried the winter to the stables, pulled out a horse, and then found the carriage.
He took the rein in his left hand, looked at the carriage, and then at the horse.
Ma opened his eyes wide and looked at him with an innocent look.
Over the winter and asked: “Can’t lay horses?”
Jing Jiu gave a hum.
“If there is a teacher, there must be an apprentice.”
Over the winter, he glanced at him emotionally and began to teach him how to do it.
It’s much simpler to ride a horse and drive a cart than to practice cultivation. After winter’s advice, Jing Jiu quickly got everything done.
In the night, the carriage slowly drove out of the mansion, the wheels crushed the ground, making a slight noise.
Before dawn, it is the darkest and the quietest, and even the slightest sound is enough to alarm people.
Neither Jing Jiu nor Overwinter had any experience of being a thief, nor did they think about this kind of thing. They didn’t understand what had happened until the sound of chasing and killing came from behind the mountain road.
Listening to the foul language coming from far away, I raised my eyebrows again during the winter and said: “It’s so noisy, how can I sleep?”
Jing Jiu knows her temperament.
After killing tens of thousands of people that year, she no longer has any psychological barriers to killing people. She is very casual.
Zhao Layue used to be very fierce, but in fact she is really fierce.
He untied the iron sword, chopped off a few branches beside the road, and threw it on the ground seemingly.
The branches fell on the mountain road one by one, and the distance seemed to have a certain regularity.
This is a very simple way to blind the eyes.
Morning fog came from the mountains, covering the road ahead.
Sun Jiajiading was trapped in the fog and couldn’t get out no matter what. He could only watch the carriage disappear in front of him.
The foul language and insults suddenly stopped, and people felt a little frightened.
“Look at your courage, isn’t it just fog! Go back first, and then go to the village to search after dawn, from house to house!”
A manager yelled: “These brave mud legs, if you don’t kill a few, you really don’t know the rules!”
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Listening to these words from the mist, Jing Jiu did not look back.
But he knew he was watching him for the winter.
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The steward suddenly let out a stern cry.
The housekeepers could see clearly from close, the steward waved his hands, called out in a horrible voice, and kept beating with his hands in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood on the steward’s face wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if absorbed by an invisible force, until a thin layer of skin was left.
Only an instant, the steward lost his breath and fell heavily to the ground, turning into a corpse.
“Ghost!”
“It’s a zombie!”
Looking at this scene, thinking about the road broken in the fog, the frightened celebrities turned pale, and they screamed and fled back.
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Since it is a ghost or a vampire, it is not a person who stole the carriage.
Even if Mr. Sun’s family is not scared away, he will not embarrass the innocent villagers.
Not far from the village is the wilderness, Jing Jiu put down the reins, returned to the carriage, and let the horse walk by himself.
Over the winter, he glanced at him and said: “What demon technique do you use?”
Jing Jiudao: “A trick.”
The wheels were crushing hard soil and harder stones, a bit bumpy, which reminded him of Gu’s carriage again.
Over the winter, the whole body is in a cocoon, with natural cushioning and wrapping, so I don’t care about it, and I gradually fall asleep.
Most of the time since then, she has been asleep, just like Bai early in the snowy field.
The difference is that she occasionally wakes up on her own and asks Jing Jiu where she is.
A few days later, the carriage arrived outside a certain city.
This city is not the Ohara they are going to.
Jing Jiu looked at the city quite prosperous, and drove into the city by car. He walked for a while with a hat on the road, and finally saw the medical hall.
The carriage parked outside the hospital. He got out of the car wearing a hat, looked up at the plaque of the hospital, and walked in.
Naturally, looking for a medical clinic is not to treat the winter sickness. The doctor who can cure the winter sickness has not yet been born.
Jing Jiu and his mate had a word, and he was greeted into the depths of the hospital.
The formation is on, and the quiet room is silent.
He asked the doctor: “I probably know the situation on the side of Xihai, I just want to know how the winter is now.”
The doctor looked at him suspiciously and said: “Your Excellency is…”
Jing Jiu took off his hat and revealed his face.
The doctor was so startled by his face that he took a few breaths of air-conditioning. He felt a bit pain in his teeth, and said: “You…you are…so unconcealed?”
Jing Jiu said: “I have no new news, only Golden Leaf. You shouldn’t want it.”
The meaning of this sentence is very clear.
You roller shutters, look at how much my face is worth.
The doctor covered his face and said: “Master, this is not a question of money or not, we really don’t know the news.”
Jing Jiu was very satisfied when he heard this answer. Naturally, nothing showed on his face, so he got up and left the hospital.
When he left the hospital, he saw a wheelchair standing against the wall, thought about it and pushed it out, leaving a golden leaf behind.
Back in the carriage, opened his eyes for the winter, looked at the wheelchair he had brought up, and asked curiously: “What did you do?”
Jing Jiudao: “I went to deliver a letter.”
The roller shutter always treats him with courtesy, which makes him a little puzzled, but since the other person is willing to do things for himself, he will not be polite, and by the way, he can be sure and test some things to make sure that no one knows that he is still alive in the winter. , To test how far the roller blind person’s attitude can go.
The carriage leaves the medical hall, leaving a few ruts under the green trees in front of the medical hall.
The doctor was sitting in the quiet room deep in the medical hall, frowning and thinking for a long time, wondering what the next information should be written?
The buddy took the golden leaf and walked into the quiet room, and told the doctor about Jing Jiu pushing away from the wheelchair.
The doctor didn’t care and nodded.
The guy looked at the doctor’s frown and said, “Who is that? What happened?”
The doctor didn’t answer him, waved him away and started writing the message.
While he wrote, he said helplessly: “We are not sending letters.”
Yes, the main purpose of Jing Jiu’s visit to the roller shutters is to deliver letters.
Many sects and forces in the spiritual world have been concerned about where Jing Jiu is all these years.
There are very few people who know that he once reappeared in Chaoge City, and among them are the roller shutters.
The roller shutter also knew that he had appeared in Juye City, but he didn’t treat others.
He made a special trip today to tell the roller shutters where he is.
Someone asks the roller shutter person about his whereabouts, the roller shutter person may still not be able to, but what if the person inquiring about the news is the peak of God?
Jing Jiu wanted the Curtainer to help him send a letter to Shenmo Peak. The content of the letter is very simple. I am still alive.
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The carriage continued towards Ohara City.
On the road, Jing Jiu changed a new carriage without changing his horse.
He was not in a hurry, but he didn’t want people to find himself, so he walked slowly in the deepening spring scenery for more than ten days, and finally arrived outside Ohara.
There is an important official road leading to Yu County in the southeast of Dayuan City. There is continuous smoke and dust on the road, which is very lively.
In contrast, the official road that passes through Jueling in the northeast outside the city is much deserted, and a car has not been seen for a long time.
The stream beside the road is clear, and the mountains are scattered with various houses, or green pine like umbrellas, or bamboo forests into the sea, the scenery is very beautiful.
The sun is covered by pine and bamboo, and the stone road gives people a very cool feeling.
Most of the houses on both sides of the official road are the wealthy businessmen in the city. There are also a few very famous buildings that have no signboards. Both the food and the girls are very expensive.
The carriage walked along the official road. At the intersection of the two streams, turn right into a quieter road until the end of the water, and you will see a nunnery.
The nunnery has no name, it is hidden among the trees, and there is a stone bridge behind it.
You can only see an old stone lying on the ground until you get to the stone bridge.
The old stone is full of moss, and there are two words that are about to be hidden.
“Three Thousand”.
Three thousand worlds or three thousand weak waters?
It wasn’t until the old nun in the nunnery greeted him that Jing Jiu thought that it might mean eliminating three thousand troubles.
“Sorry, Xiaoan is simple and simple, and never accepts foreign visitors.”
The old nun looked at Jing Jiu and apologized.
The sound of wintering came from the carriage: “It’s me.”
The old nun trembles slightly, her face is full of disbelief, she wakes up after a while, surprised and delighted: “Is it Miss Winter?”
Winter said: “I came to the nunnery to heal my wounds, don’t tell anyone, and don’t bother me.”
This sentence was extremely blunt, not to mention politeness. The old nun took it for granted and took the carriage into the depths of the nunnery.
Jing Jiu untied his bridle, handed the rein to the old nun, and said, “Keep it well.”
The old nun respectfully responded and asked: “When will you be raised?”
Jing Jiudao: “Dead.”
Na Ma glanced at Jing Jiu, his eyes were very innocent.
The old nun took the horse to the front yard of the nunnery, where she would take care of her.
From this moment on, the old nun and the other three nuns have been guarding the front yard, but they come to the stone bridge to knock their heads every evening.
The temple is very small and the scenery is very good.
The most beautiful scenery is in a Zen room.
There is a circular window on the wall of the Zen room. Outside the window is a small lake with trees on the lakeshore and several branches.
Sitting in the Zen room and looking out, the round window is like a fan, and the scenery is all paintings on the fan.
The lake breeze came slowly, Jing Jiu sat in the meditation room with a cup of tea in his hand, and sometimes took a slow sip, silent.
This is already the fourth day they came to Ohara City.
On the opposite wall, opened his eyes during the winter and woke up.
Now she sleeps and wakes up more regularly, she wakes up once in a few days of sleep, but the time she wakes up is not too long.
“Do you trust the nun in the nunnery?” Jing Jiu asked, looking out the window.
Winter said: “I built this temple back then, just like the scenery here, no one knows who I am.”
Jing Jiudao: “The scenery here is really good.”
Wintering: “When autumn comes, the leaves will turn red and look better.”
Jing Jiu gently put the tea cup on the table, and said: “It looks like you like to enjoy life.”
Winter: “If you don’t have these, why live.”
Jing Jiu Dao: “There are also scenery elsewhere, maybe more magnificent, at least there will be new fun.”
Winter: “The scenery here is not tired yet, why go elsewhere.”
Jing Jiudao: “Why didn’t you inform Shuiyue’an and let them pick you up?”
Wintering said: “There is an ancestral hall, and this is also an ancestral hall, there is no difference.”
Jing Jiu said: “Don’t you worry that they will think you are dead?”
Over the winter, calmly said: “They think I always like to cause trouble, maybe they know that I will die and they will breathe a sigh of relief.”
The two had nothing, leaning on their respective walls, turned and looked at the lake and trees outside the round window.
Suddenly there was wind, waves in the lake, and branches trembling slightly.
It seems that the picture in the fan is moving.
But I don’t know if the wind comes from inside or outside the fan.
Time flows slowly like this.
The sunset is fading.
Jing Jiu looked towards the winter.
She has fallen asleep.
The twilight is reflected in the meditation room by the lake.
Every room is gold~IndoMTL.com~ The golden silk entwined around her body is getting lighter and paler and whiter.
Jing Jiu remembered what she said earlier.
Shuiyuean master and her senior sister seemed to have this attitude back then.
Really.
Not easy.
In that case, why not just take a look at the scenery like this.
(End of this chapter)
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