The three of them quickly climbed over the mountain ridge and came to a relatively gentle place.
Occasionally, we can see some cultivators along the way, and most of them are ordinary mortals. When they see the three people, they bow respectfully and step back to the side of the road to let the three people go first.
The flat ground is quite large, and many villages and manors can be seen.
There are more and more ordinary people, and there are a lot of farmland around, all covered with heavy snow. It has been cloudy these past few days, and the snow has not melted. Since there is no wind, it is not too cold.
Mu Xiaoyin said: "Most mortals live here, and only the mountains are where cultivators live."
Various stalls with cloth sheds began to appear on the roadside, including tea stalls, food stalls, and stalls selling daily sundries, all of which were very simple.
There are also many cultivators dressed in the costumes of low-level disciples. They are eating or drinking tea and shopping like ordinary people.
So this road is quite busy.
There was a burst of noise, and people quickly gathered around. It is human nature to watch the excitement, and this place is no exception.
Of course Mi Xiaojing, Mu Xiaoyin and Robert were also very curious. Strictly speaking, Mu Xiaoyin and Mi Xiaojing were teenagers, while Robert was a real child.
The three of them followed the crowd to watch the excitement.
It was three fierce-looking people, surrounding and beating a person. The person was holding his head and lying on the ground without saying a word, just curling up. The three people took turns to kick and stomp on him.
The beating was severe, and the man could only grunt.
Mu Xiaoyin curiously asked the onlookers: "This uncle, why did they beat him? Did he steal something?"
The man kept looking at the scene of the beating and did not pay attention to Mu Xiaoyin. Hearing the words, he replied casually: "What are you stealing? It's just because you don't like it. It's just a beating. Anyway, as long as you can't be beaten to death..."
Mu Xiaoyin was stunned. Even though she had grown up in the Jianxin Sect since she was a child, she had never seen such bullying.
However, generally cultivators will not care about the affairs of mortals. Unless it is someone you know or a relative, they will not care about the life and death of mortals.
"Have you beaten enough?"
The voice was very dull, and the man kept holding his head with both hands to protect the vital parts of his body, while the three others were beaten casually.
"Oh... of course I didn't beat him enough! Brothers, keep beating him!"
The three men gathered around again, kicking and stamping on him, and one of them even found a wooden stick and beat him severely.
The man said in a sullen voice: "That's too much..."
Mi Xiaojing's heart moved. He suddenly felt that the voice was very familiar, but because the speaker covered his face, he couldn't react in time.
The three people laughed loudly and beat each other even more fiercely.
"Excessive? What is excessive... What is excessive... Damn, I'll beat you to death..."
"Hit me hard and you dare to reply, keep hitting me, beat me hard!"
The man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the wooden stick that was being pulled toward his head. His body suddenly exerted force, and the person holding the stick's hands seemed to have been hit hard, and he involuntarily let go.
Then the man raised his hand, and a strong man was thrown away, hitting the crowd watching the excitement, and several people were hit and fell to the ground.
The man turned over and sat up, the wooden stick in his hand had been drawn across.
The wooden stick cut through the air, making a whining sound. The stick hit the last strong man's knee, with a click, the knee shattered, and the wooden stick also shattered.
Mi Xiaojing couldn't help but change his expression when he saw the man's face, and immediately rushed forward.
The originally fat Zhang Ke, who was originally wide and fat, turned out to be very thin. Although the expression on his face was not angry, Mi Xiaojing could see his injustice.
When they were in Xiyanmen, Zhang Ke was Mi Xiaojing's junior brother. After Xiyanmen was destroyed, they were captured together and taken to the Jianxin Sect, and then they were separated. By chance, Mi Xiaojing entered Caorentang, and The alchemist who successfully sneaked in and became Chen Shouyi's status is now even more powerful. He is already an apprentice alchemist, with a higher status than an outer disciple.
And Zhang Ke was pitiful. He was also taken away by the people of Caorentang, but he did not stay in Caorentang. Instead, he was sent to the manor below, where he gloriously became a long-term handyman, mixing with ordinary people. Together.
Since Zhang Ke has no background and is a robbed person, this means that he has no status and anyone can bully him. As a Yanxiu, although his strength is much stronger than ordinary people, he did not resist but chose to Be patient, and he will fight back only if the other person goes too far.
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Ke lets others beat and scold him and rarely fights back. According to his thinking, these people can't beat him to death. He will only be hurt for a few days after a few blows.
This time the other party went too far, and even a good-tempered and honest man like Zhang Ke couldn't help resisting.
When Mi Xiaojing saw Zhang Ke, he was stunned. He never knew that Zhang Ke was so miserable. In an instant, Mi Xiaojing exploded.
The three people had been knocked down by Zhang Ke, and at this time, someone said: "How brave!"
Mi Xiaojing took a step forward, and before he could speak, someone shouted.
Mu Xiaoyin grabbed Mi Xiaojing and said, "Junior brother, don't worry..."
Before Mi Xiaojing could speak, a low-level cultivator wandered up to Zhang Ke. Mi Xiaojing also walked up. Mu Xiaoyin could not hold him back, so she could only follow him.
Zhang Ke saw Mi Xiaojing at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up, then dimmed. He shook his head slightly, signaling Mi Xiaojing not to step forward.
At this time, Zhang Ke was still afraid of involving Mi Xiaojing.
"Whoever dares to beat me, are you too brave? The three of you come here and continue to fight. If you are not satisfied with the beating, I will beat you three bastards to death..."
This is a low-level cultivator. Mi Xiaojing made some observations. In the early stages of Qi training, he was almost forty years old. It was obvious at a glance that he was a cultivator who had left the outer sect. Judging from his dress, he was dressed in a butler's attire. That is to say, this person works as a housekeeper in a manor or a cultivator's home. In the eyes of ordinary mortals, this person is unattainable, but in Mi Xiaojing's eyes, this person is just a loser.
Most cultivators are not willing to mess with this kind of people. Although they are weak, there are often people behind them who they cannot afford to offend. In the Jianxin Sect, without a certain status in the sect, it is impossible to afford a cultivator. The steward, even if the cultivator is only in the early stages of Qi training.
The people watching the excitement quickly stepped back as soon as they saw this man coming out, and Mi Xiaojing and the others were immediately revealed.
Mi Xiaojing shook off Mu Xiaoyin's hand and pounced directly on her.
Those three ordinary mortals just rushed towards Zhang Ke, and were punched and kicked by Mi Xiaojing, plus a one-word mantra.
"roll!"