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The dust settles

Ma Jun deeply felt that the burden brought by the golden seal in his arms was not only a symbol of power, but also a source of disaster that could bring about killing at any time.

In this world, it is difficult to see people who have not been influenced by interests. They want land but not power, and they want power but not power. The extraordinary and refined monks are a piece of pure land in this world.

A gentle breeze blew in the Zen courtyard, and pieces of firewood fell all over the floor. Ma Jun felt happier than ever before.

The golden seal is just a symbol. Even if it is gone, if there are people from the tribe who can rebuild the momentum, the titles of the horse army and the big leader will have been integrated.

Master Huizhi recited the scriptures silently.

Ma Jun took out the golden seal from his arms.

There was suddenly a hint of anxiety in Jingqian's eyes.

After the master took over, he handed it over to the little monk who was playing beside him. Jing Qian kept looking at Jin Yin in a daze.

"Donor, there is a lot of killing in this world. I hope that after I pass away, I can meditate quietly and cleanse my sinful body. Never think of other things again!"

Ma Jun clasped his hands and responded: "No matter how much I think about it, I will have no power and no ambition."

The master laughed loudly: "The donor may be greedy for this face seal, and the object is just a cover for peace of mind."

Ma Jun knew it well, and since he had already settled, why bother naming names?

"Forget it, the seal has been handed over, so don't hesitate. If you continue to hesitate and have thoughts in your heart, you will become Yuan Gongdao!"

After some persuasion by Jing Gan, Ma Jun gave up his thoughts, and the two of them left Sisi Mountain.

"Master! The situation is turbulent now. If you leave something like this behind, it might cause disaster..."

"Haha, my heart is like the bright moon, and what I see with my eyes is nothing but the sustenance of all sentient beings. Some sustenance is resentment, and some sustenance is evil. In the spring of next year, I will bring this monster back to the temple to convert it and eliminate its evil spirit."

The little monk nodded worriedly.

Gongchang, Anding, Fuqiang, Tianshui... all the cities will no longer have the peace they once had, and the power of the Luosang tribe in the northwest will never return.

The prairie people gradually disappeared from this land, and everyone put on new clothes, making them look even more pale and feeble.

There is no Luosang in the world, but there is an iron war in the world.

All the legends about the Luosang tribe bid farewell to this more turbulent era. Anyone who still thinks of Luosang no longer dares to mention it again.

Only some stubborn old men still talk about it in the village or in the refugee team.

"When Luo Sang was here, the world was far less difficult..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? People in the city say that Luo Sang is just a power-hungry lord. According to them, Luo Sang only knows how to fight and doesn't care about the life or death of others. The big city called Luo Sang Tribe is an empty city. It's okay. When his men were unhappy, they took it out on the people on the street, and eventually the city was empty."

"Who said that?"

"That's what they all said!"

"Haha, things change and people change. Have you seen Luo Sang?"

"I was only a little older then, isn't it nice now anyway?"

"Haha, yes, yes, that's right!"

Those stubborn and stubborn people are gradually swallowed up by rumors. All children only have a terrifying impression of the past in their hearts.

The tea horse of the past changed its appearance. Kuang Hongfei transformed the two cities into one city. The tea horse was renamed and the new name called the old city.

The thirteen cities controlled by Tie Zhan slowly drew a clear line with the warlords.

From then on, the Northwest world lost its backbone, and chaos continued.

The more troubled times we live in, the more martial arts and rivers and lakes will follow.

Because this is a hope that can be placed on a broken heart.

The Guanshan Fort is no longer what it used to be. More and more people are going there. No one knows how many innocent souls are hidden in that restaurant in the city.

A new reward order was issued, and the original yellow paper was changed to inlaid with yellow. The world had already lost interest in this reward order, because the person who issued the order had long lost his patience.

The vultures are circling on Maiji Mountain, and the corpses of a generation of heroes have never been known.

Along the way north, Jingqian suddenly asked.

"Rossang's bones..."

"The highest funeral for prairie people, sky burial!"

Jingqian was silent for a long time, smiled bitterly, and then rode away again.

Under the distant sunset, two horses, two people, and two knives gradually disappeared into the horizon.

In a wine shop in the old city.

A man in ragged clothes sneaked under a guest table while the shopkeeper was sleeping.

After waiting for the police patrol outside the door to pass by the street, the man took a sneak peek inside the wine shop and saw half a leg of lamb on the counter.

There was no one in the wine shop, except for a shopkeeper whose business was bleak, sleeping behind the counter. He stared at the leg of lamb, his palms sweating, and after confirming it again and again, he slowly crawled out from under the table, like a He huddled under the counter with his head drooped like a drowned dog.

After calming down his nervous heartbeat, he heard the shopkeeper's snoring and immediately had an opportunity. He quickly stood up, grabbed the leg of lamb on the counter, and ran away.

He ran from the city to the temple outside the city before he stopped and sat on the ground to rest.

It was a scorching sun and he was sweating profusely. The sound of the stream came from the quiet hillside. Panting heavily, he crawled to the stream and buried his head in the water to wash it off. Then he walked upstream and took out the water from his arms. The already dirty lamb legs were washed in shallow water.

There was a coughing sound in the temple, and he immediately took out the leg of lamb and ran inside.

"Brother! Eat something!"

The person inside was already extremely ill, and the sores and scars all over his body looked at him. He waved his hands and said with rapid breathing: "You can eat, I can't do it anymore!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and coughed again.

"Brother, when you get better, let's go home. No one will chase you there anymore!"

As he was talking, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the door.

The two of them looked around and saw that even the straw mats in the empty temple were covered with sleep, and there was no hiding place.

The two looked at each other and smiled, hugging each other tightly, waiting for death to come.

Bang, the door was pushed open.

Jing Gan took a look and saw two homeless people in the temple.

The horse army also arrived immediately.

One of them said: "You two heroes, please sharpen your knife before you strike. My brother is already in great pain!"

Jingqian was puzzled. He had no reason why he wanted to kill them. Instead, he felt a little pity for the brothers.

Walking up to them, Jinggan helped the two of them up and asked, "Isn't there a place to go in the city? Why are they reduced to this state?"

"Haven't you seen the reward in the world? My brother's head can feed a family!"

Ma Jun looked around and asked: "Who are you? Reward orders?"

"Haha, I don't know if you are really stupid or just pretentious, but today my two brothers no longer have any fear of life or death!"

Jingqian knelt down and walked up to the man and asked: "What is the reason? Who gave the order? Who did you offend?"

The man coughed and grabbed Jingqian's arm and said: "The bad guys will be punished. I have already seen through life and death, but my brother is still young. I hope these two heroes will let him live!"

Jingqian suddenly remembered the previous reward order during the Ping An Rebellion, and guessed, "You are Nalan..."

As soon as the man heard the name, he replied happily: "We are the people on the reward order!"
Chapter completed!
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