Chapter 304 Little monk, why are you crying so sad?
Yan Xi did not follow Gu Shengyuan and the others.
He, a small "first-class" warrior, hangs out with a group of worldly dharma practitioners, great masters, and monsters?
Yan Xi deliberately delayed for a moment before Shi Shiran went down the mountain. He walked slowly, so naturally he couldn't catch up with the five people in front of him.
Since crossing the Jiayin Realm, Yan Xi has almost never been alone. At worst, there is a small pendant Yuechi beside him. When there are many people, it exceeds double digits.
Ever since he became accomplished in swordsmanship, he could travel high in the sky and have his first apprentice and second apprentice waiting for him at any time. On the contrary, this experience of being alone and walking as a carriage was nothing new.
Song Dafeng had nothing on him, only a few coins and scattered silver.
This also gave Yan Xi, who had always been "extremely rich in materials," a "strange" experience. He could not remember the last time he was so poor.
When Yan Xi walked to the bottom of the mountain, he was already a little tired. He saw smoke curling up from a distance. He cheered up and followed the direction for two or three kilometers. Sure enough, he found a village.
Entering the village, Yan Xi did not see the expected villagers. Instead, there was a group of soldiers in armor, who were tearing down the houses in the village and lighting fires for warmth. A large pot was placed on the open ground, and they were cooking something.
Seeing that Yan Xi was a monk, these people were very impatient. A man who looked like a corps commander shouted: "Where did you come from, little bald donkey?"
Yan Xi clasped his palms together and said, "The young monk comes from the White Horse Temple."
"I wonder if any of the donors can give me hot water to drink? If there is dry food, I can also give some."
One of the soldiers laughed ferociously and said, "There is food in the pot, go and get it yourself."
Yan Xi followed the instructions, walked to the pot, took a look, and quickly closed his eyes.
What was in the pot was neither vegetables nor ordinary meat, but two human-like things that had been stewed to pieces.
Someone pushed him from behind, and a soldier shouted: "This little monk does have some meat, but he didn't have enough to eat..."
Although Song Dafeng is not as good as Monk Ku, he is also from a martial arts temple and has practiced superb martial arts. How can an ordinary soldier push him?
The soldiers who pushed him felt that Yan Xi had roots under his feet and shouted: "Young monk, please prick your hands, let's all come together."
Yan Xi took a deep breath and heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed behind him, but he did not turn around. He just reached out and slapped the cauldron in front of him, and the cauldron in front of him flew up, catching several soldiers who rushed up to cover it.
He heard these soldiers shouting angrily and screaming pitifully, and he felt very sad in his heart.
Yan Xi had never seen what it was like in ancient times, when people were in dire straits, there were no roosters crowing for hundreds of miles, and their bones were exposed in the wild. He was born in a modern society and could not even see the more extreme news from foreign countries.
After traveling through the Jiayin Realm for so long, Yan Xi often came and went in the clouds. Occasionally he went to various cities in the Gun Dynasty, mostly in bustling and lively places. All he saw were the natives who lived a decent life. He had never seen such cruelty.
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Huichun Mansion has a nice name, but it is actually a bitter and cold place.
We are already close to the border of the Gun Dynasty. If we go further north, we will leave the territory of the Gun Dynasty and reach Wusunnu!
Wusunnu's cavalry was unparalleled, and the royal court respected the barbarian witches. They often invaded the Gon Dynasty, and there were many battles between the two sides.
The economy of the Gun Dynasty was on the verge of collapse or not. How much food was left to send to the border? Therefore, the ordinary people in Huichun Mansion had a very hard life, and people starved to death every year. These soldiers often did not receive enough pay, and even
If they don't have enough to eat, these brave people will not be afraid of doing things.
Seeing that Yan Xi was very capable, these soldiers were not afraid and even though several of their comrades were scalded by Yan Xi's overturning of hot pots and boiling water, they still shouted and rushed forward.
Yan Xi was extremely conflicted, he really didn't want to kill anyone.
Although they were still undecided after seeing such tragedy, these soldiers rushed to get close, swords and guns raised, and two soldiers, with their bows and arrows ready, fired several cold arrows, swayed, and bumped into the group of soldiers, backhand
He grabbed a single sword and didn't use any sword skills, just a quick word.
These ordinary soldiers were no more than ordinary warriors, not even third-rate warriors. How could they resist a first-rate master from Shaochan Temple like him?
Yan Xi didn't even look back, nor did he dare to look back. He struck out with each knife in reverse, killing dozens of people in an instant, killing every single one of his soldiers.
After the killing, Yan Xi dropped his single sword and chanted "Buddha" with all his heart. He did not believe in Buddhism, but truly felt that all living beings were suffering.
From the beginning to the end, Yan Xi never looked back, walked through the village, and left on foot.
After walking for dozens of miles, Yan Xi felt that one of his tight heart strings suddenly broke. His back was covered with sweat, and he just wanted to cry.
A horse riding alone came from a distance and had already galloped past Yan Xi. Seeing Yan Xi crying, the knight reined in the horse again, came back, and asked: "Little monk, why?"
Crying so sadly?"
"But the teacher kicked him out of the temple?"
"If you are kicked out of the temple, go to Maweipo County. The county magistrate Zhang Qi is setting up porridge. If you walk faster, you can still catch a bite."
Yan Xi shook his head and said, "It's not like he was kicked out of the temple."
The knight immediately sighed and said, "Does that mean the temple was demolished? Master Zhang Qi, the Huangyao Buddhist Temple was recently demolished. Are you the young monk from that house?"
"It's pitiful. You still have something to eat in the temple. If the temple is demolished, you probably won't be able to survive this cold winter."
"I have something else to do. Here are some pancakes for you."
The knight immediately threw a few cakes into Yan Xi's arms and rode away, never looking back again.
Yan Xi held the dry biscuits and felt even more sad, not because he couldn't eat, but because he suddenly understood that the reason why this kind man left was because he couldn't help him and couldn't bear to watch anymore.
"This Master Zhang Qi is very busy, giving up rice porridge and demolishing temples. Let's go to Maweipo County to have a look."
Yan Xi was supposed to go looking for Marseille, but he didn't want to meet Gu Shengyuan, Zhao Banshan, Guan Qun and others. They were not from the same group.
So if you want to go to Maweipo County, you need to establish yourself first.
In fact, at this time, he also had some speculations. As the main storyline of the Jiayin world begins, he is afraid that monks from various sects will defect to secular forces. Maybe some people will defect to the imperial court and become feudal officials, famous ministers and generals, or they may attach themselves to a certain prince or nobleman.
, make suggestions, and even if the temple counts thousands of miles away, some people may defect to a certain rebel army and become great military advisers like Xu Maogong and Liu Bowen. Maybe some people will go abroad and become the national adviser of a small country, such as Jinlun Dharma King, Jiumozhi, and the Eighth Route Army.
Siba and his ilk gained the king's trust and gained authority.
The camp trial is just a preview.
He might even decide directly to join that force.
Yan Xi had not gone far when he saw corpses lying on the roadside. He chanted "Buddha" and had no choice but to look away.
He really regretted not making his choice earlier.