Zhang Xuezhou has never walked such a long mountain road.
It is a huge mountain that is difficult to see the end of.
People travel on mountain roads in the mountains, and there are even many places where the roads cannot be called mountain roads at all, with only a few vague footprints as markers.
"Dad, why do we live in such a remote place?"
Although he knew that the dream was his own creation and that many things made no sense at all, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but want to ask for the answer hidden in his heart when he was complaining endlessly.
If possible, he still very much hopes that the dream he created will be in the city, instead of squatting in a small mountain village for more than ten years.
He took the Qi and Blood Pill and his physical condition was much better than before. However, he had been walking for more than half a month in order to get out of the mountains where Zhangjiazhuang was located.
This is an extremely long trek.
But when Zhang Zhong mentioned that he had traveled less than 700 miles after traveling for half a month, and that there were still nearly 300 miles of mountain roads left to travel, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel a headache after hearing this.
"Because your father can't do anything else except hunting," Yourong said with a smile, "He has little education and doesn't know how to do business. Even when he buys things, he gets cheated. How can he make a living in the town?"
"I have had no one to teach me since I was a child. Otherwise, if I study hard, I might be able to find a job in the city!"
Zhang Chong replied bitterly.
His reason is no different from Zhang Xuezhou's real life. Although he lives in a city in real life, his father Zhang Weimeng really doesn't know how to do business.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that Zhang Weimeng was deceived by someone using the concept of housing in a school district, and his life was not stable until he was thirty-four years old.
Zhang Zhong in the dream is obviously some kind of replica of Zhang Weimeng.
Hearing Mrs. Rong mention the embarrassing story of Zhang Zhong being deceived when he was young, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the dream came from his heart, and many things were full of similarities.
Zhang Zhong once walked out of the mountains, but his lack of skills led him to eventually return to the mountains.
When choosing a place to live, the villagers in the mountains chose a place with water and convenient for hunting, and carved out a peach land in the mountains.
"You may not think that our Zhangjiazhuang is a bit remote, but our village has not had any natural or man-made disasters in recent years, so we are considered safe!"
Seeing that Zhang Xuezhou's attitude was more yearning for the city, Zhang Zhong had to mention some other factors.
"The city outside is not peaceful, and the evil spirits are just that. They are too small in number and are useless. They rarely show off their evil in big cities and towns. It is a man-made disaster for slaves from evil countries to cross the border and plunder from time to time. Those people were once so powerful that even the king of our dynasty had to
yield……"
Zhang Chong kept talking about the dangers outside.
He is considered a person in Zhangjiazhuang who has seen the world. He has not only seen cities, but also monsters. He has also seen slaves from evil countries.
It was an extremely powerful clan. The entire clan was good at fighting and spent most of its life hunting on horseback.
However, the targets of slave hunting are not limited to wild beasts, but also include countries with humans.
In the eyes of slaves, there is no difference between humans and beasts. As long as they can be used for robbery, slaves will do such things.
It can be said that this is a powerful country like a robber. As long as it aims at the target, it will inevitably start a war.
In the past hundred years, the Han Dynasty was the target of hunting by the fierce slaves.
"Those people are burly and tall, they can ride horses like the wind, they are good at shooting and swordsmanship, they are extremely powerful, and the more powerful ones are equipped with magic skills, they are arrogant and do not follow common sense..."
Zhang Zhong talked about his military exploits when he became the corps commander.
"That's just a slave captain..."
"The captain of ten is in charge of ten soldiers in the slave army, and we, the captain of the corps, are in charge of five!"
"That is the lowest official of the slave army, no different from our corps commander!"
"An official in charge of ten must be more powerful than an official in charge of five...Okay, what you said makes sense!"
Zhang Zhong originally wanted to talk about his military exploits in killing the vicious slave Captain Ten, but when Zhang Xuezhou asked again and again, he had to admit that the Captain was indeed more powerful, and the price they paid with the lives of the three corps commanders was roughly the same.
"If you stand out among ten people and become an official, you will definitely be more powerful than if you stand out among five people." Zhang Xuezhou said: "If your talents are competing among ten people, you may not be able to become a corps leader in your life!"
"Can you save some face for your father?"
Zhang Zhong was so angry that he knocked Zhang Xuezhou's brains out. When he saw that Zhang Xuezhou was so painful that he ran out for several steps, he nodded with satisfaction.
Zhang Xuezhou before entering the country and Zhang Xuezhou after entering the country were two completely different people.
The Zhang Xuezhou in front of him was three points stronger than before.
In the past, Zhang Xuezhou would have been exhausted after walking on the mountain road for half a day, but now half a month has passed, and Zhang Xuezhou is still full of energy.
Zhang Zhong could even feel the qi and blood surging in Zhang Xuezhou's body. This qi and blood was no less than those of children in the village who had practiced martial arts for many years.
This is how Zhang Xuezhou becomes stronger every day.
Zhangjiazhuang is indeed far away from the city, but it is not far enough to travel thousands of miles up the mountain.
As long as Zhang Xuezhou's body can continue to improve, Zhang Zhong doesn't mind delaying a little longer.
His time was indeed very tight, so tight that Zhang Zhong wanted to immediately fly back to Zhangjiazhuang to investigate suspicious clues and see what strange things happened in the village, but Zhang Zhong could not leave Zhang Xuezhou behind, especially the delicate and frail Zhang Xuezhou.
With every step forward that Zhang Xuezhou makes, Zhang Zhong feels that he will feel more at ease when he leaves.
Zhang Xuezhou's changes are not surprising, and immigrants are very different from ordinary people.
In the world that Zhang Zhong knows, immigrants can accomplish all kinds of things that are beyond the reach of human beings. Zhang Xuezhou's transformation is completely understandable.
He even wished he could break through the entrance and see what difference he would make after entering the country.
But time cannot be repeated. Even if it can be repeated, Zhang Zhong feels that he has reached his current limit.
After all, he is just an ordinary villager, with limited room for advancement, and his current level has been considered a successful life.
Although there were many regrets in his life, Zhang Zhong watched the incompetent Zhang Xuezhou quickly cross a threshold that had been difficult for him to cross in his life, which made Zhang Zhong feel extremely at ease.
"Days like this..."
When Zhang Zhong was thinking with some satisfaction, he only heard a low cry from Zhang Xuezhou walking in front.
When Zhang Zhong moved forward, he saw a patch of grass opening up, revealing an old man with a hooked nose wearing a brown monk's robe.
"Taoist Master Jiu Chi!"
Zhang Zhong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Xuezhou.
"Why did your teacher faint here?" Zhang Chongqi asked.
"Don't even mention anything about me and him. He is not my teacher either!"
Zhang Xuezhou took a deep breath, and when his fingers probed the empty Taoist priest's breath, and there was still no response from the other party, he felt relieved.
Kung Fu Taoist Cuo Bugui is definitely not a weakling, and he even has a good reputation among great practitioners.
If Hao didn't come back to deal with them, Zhang Xuezhou felt that all three of them would rush to the street.
Such a powerful cultivator fell in the grass of a barren mountain, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but become vigilant.
He pinched the "Ziting" acupuncture point of Cuo Bugui a few times, and when he felt that the other party seemed to have a few breaths left, Cuo Bugui's eyes opened slightly.
"Take me back to the Taoist temple, Dharma King Jinchan... is coming after me!"
Fu Bugui's voice was dissociated, and he was breathing low, as if he was going to die at any moment. This made Zhang Xuezhou immediately retract his stretched out hand.
"He's in trouble, let's leave quickly!"
Zhang Xuezhou whispered.
"Dharma King Golden Toad has been severely injured. He will use the essence and blood of cultivators to recover from his injuries. You are also a cultivator entering the country. Unless you can quickly escape within a radius of 300 miles, you will not be able to escape!"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou exuding the aura of an immigrant, Hao Bugui felt that he was a delicious snack for King Jin Chan.
When he felt that Zhang Xuezhou's aura was somewhat familiar, he had to quickly explain the stakes when he saw Zhang Xuezhou walking away.
"Only by relying on me...can you repel the injured King Golden Toad!"
Fu Bugui withdrew his gaze from Zhang Xuezhou, who had paused in his steps. When he saw clearly the faces of Zhang Zhong and Yourong who were following behind him, he couldn't help but feel happy. He felt that two more reliable assistants had arrived.
Normally, a retired soldier like Zhang Zhong would be of little use, but when the Golden Toad King was severely injured, Zhang Zhong undoubtedly had the possibility to threaten the opponent.
What's more important is that Zhang Zhong is a good hunter, good at tracking and getting rid of his opponents.
Fu Bugui felt that his life was expected to continue.
"etc……"
When he focused his attention from Zhang Xuezhou to Zhang Zhong and Yourong, Hao Bugui sniffed his nose and felt a familiar and terrifying evil spirit coming out of their bodies. This chapter has been completed!