Hearing the sound, Gao Peng let the skeleton flying dragon fall down. ω δｗｗ．．
The roots of the cherry blossom trees are completely rooted in the mountain, and some of the thick vines are exposed from the mountain wall.
There is a temple with red tiles and white walls at the base of the cherry blossom tree.
In front of the temple, there is a monk in gray robes quietly sweeping away the dead leaves.
He didn't panic when he saw Gao Peng falling down on the bone flying dragon. He leaned the broom in his hand against the wall and bowed to Gao Peng, "Please wait a moment, donor."
Not long after, a monk came out to greet Gao Peng, and Gao Peng took Ah-Dai and Jishi into the temple.
The scenery in the courtyard is very unique, with a quiet dry landscape garden and a stream made of white sand running across most of the courtyard, with some pebbles dotted among the sandy streams.
The monk in red robes looked at Gao Peng with a smile, clasped his hands and bowed.
"Welcome to Neon."
Gao Peng also returned the gesture with his hands clasped together. "Excuse me, Master."
"Yuan Yi, you continue to clean the courtyard." The monk in red said softly to the monk in gray.
Yuan Yi nodded quickly, turned around and left the courtyard.
The red-robed monk bowed to the lonely lion on Gao Peng's shoulders and to Ah-Dai who was following Gao Peng.
"I didn't expect that it would be the natural disaster of the undead. It's really disrespectful." The red-robed monk sighed with emotion.
The red-robed monk looked to be in his fifties, with crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, a peaceful expression, and the look of an accomplished monk.
However, Gao Peng was still a little confused. At first, he thought the monk was the wood grain puppet of Ying Tianshu, but after seeing his attributes, he realized that he had been mistaken. He was a normal human being. Not taken away from me, not manipulated.
Could it be the envoy of Ying Tianshu
If it is the Yingtianshu Envoy, this is another king-level envoy who has not yet been discovered.
"I am a disciple of Lord Yingtian Tree God." The monk in red said sincerely, as if he knew what Gao Peng was thinking.
"There are already too many disasters in this world. We need peace." The monk in red said sincerely, and then murmured to himself, "We really need peace. Many people have died."
Gao Peng acknowledged this, "It is true that many people died, and I also hope for peace."
Peace is so good. There are TVs to watch, games to play, and you can lie lazily at home and enjoy happy time every day.
The monk in red's eyes lit up, Gao Peng's answer seemed to be beyond his expectation. "We have a lot in common."
Gao Peng nodded quietly, "Yes."
"We adults hope to work with you to maintain world peace." The red-robed monk showed a smile on his face.
"What kind of maintenance method? Even I dare not say that I can maintain world peace." Gao Peng shook his head.
"Human nature is greedy, so we need to take the initiative to control them."
A powerful voice appeared above the temple.
The big tree behind the temple suddenly opened its eyes, and the two dark tree holes looked like a devil's cave.
With its sound, the entire mountain peak trembled.
"Lord Yingtian Tree God." The monk in red immediately knelt on the ground and knelt down to worship the Yingtian Tree.
"Can I ask you? I'm curious. Of course, I'm not questioning you. I'm just really curious about why you hate killing." Gao Peng was really curious.
Ying Tianshu fell into silence, and after a long time he said quietly: "Because killing is accompanied by death, and death is really a cruel thing."
"There used to be a girl named Hui Zi. She was very smart and kind. Her mother once told her that the cherry blossom tree is a symbol of love.
When she was thirteen years old, she fell in love with a samurai, and then she planted me on the mountain with her own hands. "
Speaking of this, Ying Tianshu's voice became even deeper.
"She began to pursue the young samurai, and the two fell in love. Those were her happiest days, and she smiled brightly every day, as beautiful as the sunflowers at the foot of the mountain."
“Then war broke out and samurai were recruited by the daimyo and sent to the battlefield.
She stood on the top of the mountain and prayed silently for the warrior every day. She looked forward to the warrior's return. Later, she finally waited for the warrior, but it was the news of the warrior's death and the warrior's body. She buried the warrior at my feet.
From that day on she never smiled again.
Later, the daimyo was defeated and died, and the enemy came to kill him. They fought their way to the villages at the foot of the mountain, burning, killing, and looting.
Huizi ran to the top of the mountain and hugged me, crying so hard that her heart broke.
Hyeko later said that her life started from the moment she opened her eyes and saw her mother and ended when she could no longer see the person she loved most. Finally Hui Zi jumped off the cliff. At that moment, she seemed to be flying, flying to a place where no one could find her. "
"You must be the cherry blossom tree."
Yingtianshu didn't answer, and pink cherry blossoms fell like rain.
Gao Peng thought it was crying, maybe it was his misunderstanding.
"The story is really touching." Gao Peng replied sincerely, "But killing is not just about humans, it is something that is happening all the time in the entire world. Hunters kill prey, the strong devour the weak, wolves eat lambs, lambs Eat green grass, green grass draws its nutrients from the earth.”
The cherry blossom tree didn't answer, just swayed slightly, and then more cherry blossoms fell.
"Then how do you want to control them?" Gao Peng asked.
"In my own way." Ying Tianshu stopped falling cherry blossoms, with a stubborn tone in his tone.
"Turn them all into your puppets?"
Yingtianshu didn't reply, it was defaulting.
"Then we are not working together. What you are bringing is not peace. Turning them all into puppets is no different from what they did." Gao Peng shook his head.
The atmosphere in the air solidified, and we were now very close to the Yingtian Tree, less than a hundred meters away from a king-level envoy.
Gao Peng's expression remained unchanged, he just gently touched Hanshuang Jishi's head. The head was smooth and felt very comfortable.
After a long time, the tense atmosphere finally dissipated.
The atmosphere in the air eased, and the monk in red who was kneeling on the ground got up and gasped for air.
Gao Peng smiled softly, took Jishi and Dui to ride on the skeleton flying dragon and left the mountain.
Gao Peng, who was sitting on the back of the flying dragon, turned back to look at the Yingtian tree. The tree was the crown and the mountain was the armor. In a trance, he seemed to see a warrior standing on the plain with his head held high.
One day later Gao Peng finally arrived in Xijing.
A majestic city stands on the horizon ahead.
There is a hundred-meter-high city wall on the edge of the huge city, and cannons are densely packed on the city wall.
There are two areas behind the city wall. The area on the left is a series of low houses. There are streets between the houses. On the street plains, a large number of vendors and emissaries dressed as warriors are walking on the streets.
The area on the right is a completely modern city, with high-rise buildings and reinforced concrete showing strong modern beauty.
Above the tallest building in the right area, an extremely large black shadow embraced the building, almost blending into the entire building.
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