It's so cold and it's snowing heavily. Whose child is running here alone? Wouldn't his family be worried
Zuo Wuji looked around. Compared with the entire county town, this place was relatively remote. In such a cold day, not many houses had their doors open. It looked a bit deserted. What if something happened to a child running alone
With this thought in mind, Zuo Wuji subconsciously chased after the child. Unexpectedly, the child ran so fast that Zuo Wuji had to use some body skills to catch up with the child. However, he was a stranger and his accent was also strange, so it was impossible for him to stop the child immediately. Instead, he followed behind from a distance to see what the child was doing in such a hurry. If he was in a hurry to go home and he had already reached home, then there was naturally nothing to worry about.
Li Feng was running wildly all the way, when he suddenly had a strange feeling, so he stopped and looked back, but all he could see was an empty old street extending to the end covered in snow, and there was no other person in sight.
"Who is it?"
Li Feng was still a child after all, and he was a little scared. He shouted towards the street, but when no one responded, he patted his chest and ran forward at a faster speed.
It seemed that this child was quite perceptive. A little further behind, Zuo Wuji walked out from the side wall of a house and continued to follow the child. Although the distance seemed far, Zuo Wuji, who had already broken through the shackles of martial arts, was confident that no matter what happened, he could get close to the child and appear in front of him in an instant.
About a quarter of an hour later, the child in front was still running, and Zuo Wuji was a little puzzled. Isn't this child's endurance too good
The path the child in front was running on was getting more and more remote, and the surroundings were becoming more and more desolate and dilapidated. Zuo Wuji felt that the child was not going home.
“Ding… Ding… Ding…”
Bell sound
Zuo Wuji at the back was slightly stunned. If it was the sound of a bell, could there be a place like a temple ahead
Not long after, the sound of the bell became clearer, and the child in front finally stopped outside a large courtyard with a gate. Looking at the location of this place and the sound of the bell, Zuo Wuji felt that it could not be the residence of a wealthy family, but most likely a temple.
When Li Feng arrived at the gate of the temple, he saw that it was closed, so he ran to the door and knocked on it continuously.
“Bang, bang, bang…” “Open the door, open the door, I’m Li Feng, open the door quickly!”
“Bang bang bang bang…” “Master monks, open the door quickly!”
Li Feng kept knocking on the door. After waiting for a while, when he was about to knock again, the door was opened from the inside. A tall and thin monk wearing an old cotton-padded jacket appeared. When he saw Li Feng, he bowed to him.
"Good be to the Great Ming King Buddha, Master Li, you are here again?"
"Is Mr. Ji back?"
Li Feng asked expectantly. The monk sighed inwardly but showed no emotion on his face. He just told Li Feng quietly.
"Mr. Ji hasn't come back yet, Master Li, do you want to go in?"
Li Feng looked disappointed, but still nodded and entered the temple. The monk looked at the street outside in the wind and snow, then closed the door.
A few breaths later, Zuo Wuji also arrived at the gate of the temple. He looked up at the plaque of the temple and read it aloud.
"Nichen Temple... Nichen Alley is a side street with leaky houses. In the middle of Nichen Alley is Nichen Temple. This temple is quite interesting. The Mr. Ji mentioned by the child, could it be..."
Anyone who knows Ji Yuan will inevitably think of him when hearing the three words "Mr. Ji". Zuo Wuji's heart also skipped a beat just now, with all kinds of thoughts lingering in his mind.
After thinking about it, Zuo Wuji decided to take a look, so he went forward and knocked on the door.
“Boom boom boom…”
The index finger knocked lightly on the door. The sound was not too loud, but it had a penetrating power and was clearly heard by the monks inside. Not long after, a monk came to open the door.
"Squeak~~"
The door opened, and it was the same tall and thin monk as before. He saw a man wearing a thick grey cloak standing outside. His hair was a little messy, and his sideburns and long hair at the back also looked a little messy, but he had a bold feeling. There was snow all over his head and cloak, but he stood steadily in the wind and snow outside the door, not even shaking, and his eyes were very bright.
"Good, Great Buddha, what can this donor do for you?"
The monk greeted him with Buddhist salute and asked politely. Zuo Wuji bowed to the monk.
"Master, my name is Zuo Wuji, and I am from another place. Can you please let me stay here for a few days?"
The monk frowned. The man spoke slowly and discontinuously with a strange accent. He seemed to be a foreigner. It was snowing heavily and he might have encountered some difficulties. In addition, Zuo Wuji gave the monk a very good first impression of his demeanor, so he did not refuse directly.
"Please wait a moment, I will go ask the master."
"Okay! Thank you, Master!"
After the monk nodded, he left the door ajar but did not close it completely, then hurried back. Zuo Wuji waited for a while and then the monk came back.
"Donor, Master said that you can stay here. Please follow me."
"That's great! Thank you, thank you very much!"
Zuo Wuji showed surprise on his face and followed the monk into the temple. When the monk closed the door, a puff of green smoke slowly emerged from the ground outside the temple and turned into a short old man.
"Who is this Zuo Wuji?"
The land god looked towards the inside of the temple, thought for a while and decided to escape underground.
Zuo Wuji was taken to an empty monk's room, and learned that there were only a handful of monks in such a large temple, so there were many empty monk's rooms. And because it was close to the end of the year, most of the monk's rooms had just been cleaned even if no one had lived in them for a long time, so they were relatively clean.
After leaving behind a bed and giving some instructions, the monk left amid Zuo Wuji's thanks, leaving Zuo Wuji looking around.
"I can still get two meals, which is great!"
After muttering something, he seemed to have teleported out of his own monastery and headed in the direction the monk had warned him not to go.
After visiting some places, Zuo Wuji soon came to the outside of a quiet courtyard. There was a separate gate there, which was tightly closed. He could faintly hear bursts of sounds like mice and cats meowing inside.
Zuo Wuji stood outside a courtyard wall for a few breaths, looking at a big tree at that location. Then he looked left and right, and then he stepped forward and flew into the air like a butterfly flapping its wings gently. Then he slowly fell onto the tree like a leaf, without making a sound.
Looking down, there was a rectangular monk's house with a wooden corridor in the yard. The door was open and the child was inside, hugging a white quilt. The sound similar to that of a mouse or kitten that Zuo Wuji heard was the child crying with his head covered.
"It's been more than a year, wuwuwu... Mr. Ji, you said you would come back, wuwuwu..."
Li Fengduo, who never cries at home, only shed tears in this yard, and he cried very quietly.
"Hey, this kid..."
Zuo Wuji sighed, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He suddenly looked up above his head. The small paper crane flew up in an instant and disappeared on the spot. What Zuo Wuji saw was a thin branch with a little bit of snow falling off, but there was nothing else.
Is this an illusion? Zuo Wuji frowned, looked at the child over there, thought about it, and then stepped forward, floated out of the courtyard, and sat down outside the gate.
After waiting for about another quarter of an hour, it was almost dark when Zuo Wuji heard footsteps inside. He stood up and pretended to be passing by, just in time to see Li Feng opening the gate.
"Hey, there are still people in this yard. You just said there was no one... What the master said was a lie. Where are the monks..."
Zuo Wuji showed a rather curious and amused look, and Li Feng pursed his lips.
"The master didn't lie. No one lives in this yard for the time being, but the people inside will be back soon. I just came to see you. Who are you? You speak so strangely. Even a little kid can speak more fluently than you!"
"Hahaha, yeah, there's nothing I can do about it!"
Zuo Wuji spoke these phrases more and more coherently, with a more standard accent, and looked down at Li Feng.
"You live here too? Are you planning to... become a monk?"
As he spoke, Zuo Wuji reached out and pinched Li Feng's face, and patted his little shoulder.
"You just became a monk! I'm leaving, and you're not allowed to enter this yard! Go away!"
Li Feng separated Zuo Wuji with great disgust. He was careless just now and failed to dodge, but the other party's bright and lively eyes seemed to be mocking him.
After Zuo Wuji spread his hands and walked away a few steps, Li Feng turned back to close the yard and trotted away, while Zuo Wuji was still calling from behind.
"It's getting dark, do you want me to see you off?"
"Need not!"
Li Feng's voice was heard, and the man seemed to have run to the front yard. Zuo Wuji smiled and took a step forward to chase him. From the brief face-to-face contact just now, Zuo Wuji had already seen that the child's bones were extremely rare, and no wonder he had such an excellent physique.
They said there was no need to send him off, but it was really dark outside. Zuo Wuji was worried, so he followed him anyway. However, he did not go out through the temple gate, but climbed over the wall to leave.
"Asshole, asshole, asshole, how dare you treat me like a child? I'm so mad, so mad!"
Li Feng ran and cursed, tears welling up in his eyes. He was not a crybaby, but the sadness accumulated in his heart and the grievances just now came together, and he could not help his emotions. The more he ran, the stronger his negative emotions became, and even the method of concealing energy that Ji Yuan left on him was alarmed.
But the strange thing was that there was no hostility or strange aura rising from Li Feng. Ji Yuan's order was still there, but an evil wind spontaneously gathered in the sky above him. However, a clear light suddenly lit up above his head, dispelling the evil wind.
The God of Land, far away underground, was complaining bitterly.
"Oh my dear, what a weird thing you are doing!"
Zuo Wuji followed from a distance and also faintly sensed the evil spirit. In his understanding, there might be evil spirits nearby, so he kept a closer eye on Li Feng and kept his eyes and ears open in all directions.
At this time in the city, a black shadow was moving in the darkness before sunset. It seemed to have smelled the evil breath. After a slight pause, it quickly rushed in one direction as if it smelled some strange fragrance.
At the same time, a clear crane cry was heard in the sky, but it was very far away for ordinary people to hear. Zuo Wuji looked up at the sky and could not see any flying crane passing by.
In the blacksmith shop, Jin Jia disappeared almost instantly after hearing the crane's cry. The old blacksmith just came out from the inner room to call him for dinner but there was no trace of him.
Li Feng was still running forward unconsciously. When he was feeling negative emotions, he wanted to run to a deserted place to calm down. Now he came back to his senses, but suddenly felt scared. It seemed that it was so dark ahead that he couldn't see the road.
It was getting dark so quickly? Li Feng looked back and saw that the road behind him was also becoming gray and darker.
Frightened, the first person Li Feng thought of was Ji Yuan, but Mr. Ji was not there. The second person he thought of was the pair of bright eyes of the stranger he had just met. He remembered that the man said he would give him a gift.
"Hey who, are you following me?"
Li Feng shouted in panic, trying to give it his all, but when he thought that he was shouting at a stranger, he felt even more sad and couldn't help sobbing.
"Ho ho ho... That's the feeling, ho ho..."
A horrifying sound came from the darkness ahead, which frightened Li Feng so much that he stopped crying and kept backing away.
The God of Land in the underground was extremely anxious. He thought it might be a small evil spirit. Now it seemed that the situation was very bad. He was nervously preparing to rescue the situation, but he was not confident in his own skills.
"Who's talking? Don't come over here. There's someone behind me! Hey who, are you there?"
Li Feng shouted again in panic.
"Hehehe..."
The creepy laughter from the front sounded again, but was suddenly interrupted by a powerful response.
"I'm following you!"
Zuo Wuji's voice was steady and powerful, revealing a reassuring feeling. He ignored the darkness that was attacking him and walked slowly from behind. When he passed a corner of a house, he lightly tapped the corner with his left leg, and a farmer's flat stick turned and bounced up, and he caught it in his hand.
Li Feng was surprised but instinctively felt that this stranger was useless. He ran back quickly but did not see Zuo Wuji following him. He subconsciously stopped and looked back, only to find that the stranger was still slowly moving forward.
"Let's run! That might be a monster!"
“Hahahahahaha… This energy and blood, a mortal warrior? Hahahahahaha…”
In the darkness, laughter seemed to come from all directions. Li Feng was so scared that he huddled in a corner, while Zuo Wuji stared straight ahead and also laughed.
“Hehehe… Hahahahaha…”
The laughter was light at first, then grew louder and louder, and later it made Li Feng's ears buzz, and even the darkness around him seemed to vibrate.
The next moment, the laughter stopped, Zuo Wuji swung his cloak and turned the flat staff.
"Monster, the warrior who killed you is called Zuo Wuji!"
As soon as he finished speaking, terrifying evil spirit and strong energy suddenly rose from Zuo Wuji's body, and the warrior's blood and energy were like flames.
"boom… "
The ground seemed to shake slightly, and Zuo Wuji had disappeared from the spot, turning into a residual shadow moving forward. The surrounding snowflakes seemed to encounter a gust of air and exploded one after another. A flat stick in Zuo Wuji's hand was like a spirit snake, a sword and a gun. It twisted for a moment and then returned to a straight line.
"Boom..."
The sword was like a white rainbow, the spear was like a dragon, and the flat staff accurately hit a certain place in the darkness, making a sound like a firecracker exploding, and the darkness quickly retreated at this moment...