The Path Toward Heaven

The retired official's surname was Sun, and the villagers called him Master Sun. He moved back from the county to the village a few years ago, built a huge mansion, and settled down. The villagers can only see the steward and family members, and rarely have the chance to see him. Me.

A few simple messages are enough to persuade a story.

Master Sun must be a person with a story. The biggest reason to return to the mountain village is to avoid disaster.

If Jing Jiu went to check, he would definitely be able to find out the truth of the matter, but he had no interest, and looked a few distances away, then left the village and set off on the return journey.

During the process of leaving the village, he took a piece of clothes hanging outside by him, tore it into a cloth strip, and tied the iron sword to his back.

It was only late at night that he crossed the mountains and returned to the cave.

The starlight was like snow, and the mountains and the mountains were illuminated very clearly.

A monster like a hill was lying in front of the cave, covered with blood, and had no breathing. I did not know how long it had died, exuding a strong stench.

There are gaps everywhere on the rocks outside the cave, gravel on the ground, and the traces of the monster's bristles like steel spines. You can imagine how powerful the monster is and how intense the struggle before death is. .

Jing Jiu glanced at the monster and confirmed that its monster dan was of little use, bypassing the corpse and entering the cave.

Those patterns on the stone wall and the ground have been blurred a lot, the formation method is broken and can no longer be used.

Winter looked at him and said, "The formation is good."

Jing Jiu used the Chengtian sword method, but the formation method is not wrong.

Smelling the stench from the cave, raising his eyebrows slightly over the winter, he said, "Still here?"

"That's it."

Jing Jiu went to the bone mound and lifted the cocoon and walked out of the hole.

Under the starlight, once again across the mountains and mountains, walking on the back of the sea, came to that mountain village, and dawn was approaching.

Jing Jiu walked over to the big house outside the village.

Master Sun's house is very well built. There is also an arrow tower on the southeast corner. Don't guard against strong men. It is the government's effort to attack it.

The side door of the mansion is very sturdy. The iron skin is covered with hardwood and is about three inches thick. The latches are thick and exaggerated.

These naturally cannot stop Jing Jiu.

He walked to the door, waved his right hand, and the latch inside was quietly apart.

The mansion was quiet, no lights, no people.

Jing Jiu took the winter to the stables, pulled out a horse, and found the carriage.

Holding the reins in his left hand, he looked at the carriage and then at the horse.

Ma looked at him with wide eyes and looked innocent.

Winter asked: "No way?"

Jing Jiu said.

"It is true that there is a teacher and a student."

Wintering gave him a complicated look and began to teach him how to do it.

Riding a horse is a lot simpler than practice. After getting winter guidance, Jing Jiu quickly got everything done.

In the night, the carriage slowly drove out of the house, the wheels rolling against the ground, making a slight sound.

It was darkest and quietest before dawn, and even a slight sound was enough to shock people.

Nine and nine had no experience as a thief, nor did they think about it. It was not until the sound of hunting and shouting came from behind the mountain road that they understood what happened.

Listening to the insults from afar, raising the eyebrows again in winter, said: "How noisy, how can I sleep?"

Well Jiu knew her temperament.

After killing tens of thousands of people that year, she no longer had any psychological obstacles to killing, and was very casual.

Zhao Layue used to be fierce, but she was really fierce.

He untied the iron sword and cut a few branches by the road, seemingly thrown to the ground.

The branches fell on the mountain road in turn, and there seemed to be some regularity in the distance.

This is a very simple method of blinding the eyes.

The morning fog came from the mountains, covering the road.

Sun Jiajia Ding was trapped in the fog and couldn't get out no matter how he walked. He could only watch the carriage disappear in front of him.

The swear words and abusive words suddenly stopped, and people felt a little frightened.

"Look at your courage, isn't it the fog! Go back first, search in the village after dawn, go from house to house!"

One manager yelled, "These daring muddy legs, I don't know the rules without killing a few!"

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Listening to the words from the fog, Jing Jiu did not turn back.

But he knew that Winter was watching himself.

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The steward suddenly gave a scream.

The family members could see very clearly in the vicinity, the steward waved his hands and called out in a horrible voice, his hands beating constantly in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood on the steward's face withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, as if sucking invisible power, until a thin layer of skin remained.

Only momentarily, the manager stopped breathing and fell heavily to the ground, turning into a dead body.

"Ghost!"

"It's a zombie!"

Looking at this scene, and thinking about the broken road in the fog, the scared faces of the few family members were frightened, and they screamed and fled back.

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Since it is a ghost or a vampire, it is not a person who steals the carriage.

Even if Master Sun's family is not scared away, he will not embarrass those innocent villagers.

Not far from the village is the wilderness. Jing Jiu put down the reins, returned to the carriage, and let the horse walk by himself.

Overwinter glanced at him and said, "What demon method do you use?"

Jing Jiudao: "A trick."

The wheels rolled over the hard dirt and the harder stones, a little bumpy, which reminded him of the carriage of Gu's house again.

The whole body is covered in cocoons during the winter, with natural cushioning and wrapping, naturally I don't care about these, and gradually fall asleep.

Most of the time since then, she has been asleep, as if Bai had been in the snowy field.

The difference is that she occasionally wakes up and asks Jiu Jiu where she is.

A few days later, the carriage went outside a certain city.

This city is not Ohara they are going to.

Jing Jiu saw the city was quite prosperous, and hurried into the city with a car. He walked down the road for a while and finally saw the medical hall.

The carriage stopped outside the medical hall, he got out of the car wearing a hood, looked up at the plaque in the eye medical hall, and went in.

Naturally, I didn't seek medical treatment for the winter. The doctor who can cure the winter has not been born.

Jing Jiu and his buddy were greeted deep into the medical museum.

The matrix method was turned on, and the quiet room was silent.

He asked the doctor, "I probably know the situation over the West Sea. I just want to know how winter is now."

The doctor glanced at him suspiciously, and said, "Your Excellency is ..."

Jing Jiu took off his hat and exposed his face.

The doctor was shocked by his face, took a few breaths, felt his teeth hurt, and said, "You ... you just ... so unconcealed?"

Jing Jiudao: "I have no new news, only golden leaves, you should not want to."

The meaning of this sentence is clear.

You guys see how much my face is worth.

The doctor covered his face and said, "Xian Shi, this is not a matter of money or money, we really don't know the news."

After hearing this answer, Jing Jiu was very satisfied. Naturally, nothing appeared on his face, and he got up and left the medical hall.

When he was out of the medical hall door, he saw a wheelchair placed against the wall, and thought about pushing it out, leaving a golden leaf.

Back in the car, Winter opened his eyes, looked at the wheelchair he had brought up, and asked curiously, "What have you done?"

Jing Jiudao: "I sent a letter."

The shutter person always treats him with courtesy, which makes him a little puzzled, but since the other party is willing to help himself, he will not be polite, and by the way can determine again and test some things to make sure that no one knows that the winter is still alive Where does the curtain person's attitude go?

The carriage left the medical hall, leaving a few ruts under the green tree in front of the medical hall.

The doctor was sitting in the quiet room deep in the medical hall, frowning and thinking for a long time, wondering what the next information should be written?

The man took the gold leaf into the quiet room and told Jingu the doctor about pushing Jiu Jiu away from the wheelchair.

The doctor nodded and nodded.

The man looked at the doctor with a frown, and said, "Who the **** is that? What happened?"

The doctor didn't answer him, waved his hand to let him go, and started writing messages.

As he wrote, he said helplessly: "We are not sending letters."

Yes, the main purpose of Jing Jiulai to find the roller shutters is to send a letter.

There are many schools and forces in the practice world who have always been concerned about where Jingu is in these years.

Few people knew that he had reappeared in Chaoge City, among them rolling people.

The shutter person also knew that he had appeared in the city of Juye, but he hadn't done it to others.

Today he made a special trip to tell the roller blinder where he is.

Someone asked the shutter person about his whereabouts again, and the shutter person may still not, but what if the person asking the news is God's End?

Jing Jiu wanted the shutter person to send a letter to God's End. The content of the letter was simple. I was still alive.

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The carriage continued towards Ohara Castle.

On the road, Jing Jiu changed a new carriage without changing horses.

He wasn't in a hurry, but just didn't want people to find himself, so he slowly walked in the deep spring, and for more than ten days, he finally arrived outside Ohara City.

There is an important official road leading to Yu County in the southeast of Ohara Castle. There are cars and cars on the road.

In contrast, the official road across the northeast of the city that passes through Jue Ling is much deserted, and a car has not been seen for a long time.

The river beside the road is clear, and there are various homes scattered in the mountains, or green pines like umbrellas, or bamboo forests into the sea. The scenery is very beautiful.

The sun is covered by pine trees, and the stone road gives a very cool feeling.

Most of the houses on the two sides of the official road are rich businesses in the city. There are also several famous buildings without signboards, which are expensive for both food and girls.

The carriage walked along the official road. At the intersection of the two streams, turn right into a quieter road until the end of the water.

Xitang has no name, hidden among the trees, and there is a stone bridge behind it.

When you drive to the stone bridge, you can see an old stone lying on the ground.

The old stone was covered with moss, and there were two words about to be masked.

"Three thousand."

Three thousand worlds or three thousand weak waters?

It wasn't until the old nun in the hall was greeted that Jing Jiu thought it might be the meaning of eliminating three thousand troubles.

"Sorry, Xiaoyi is humble, and never accepts foreigners."

The old nun apologized as he looked at Jing Jiu's face.

The voice of the winter came from the compartment: "It's me."

The old nun's body shook slightly, her face full of unbelievable expressions, and she woke up after a while, surprised and happy, "Is it Winter Girl?"

Winter Road: "I'm here to heal my wounds, don't tell anyone, and don't bother me."

This sentence was extremely blunt, let alone polite. The old nun took her face for granted, and took the carriage into the depths of the hall.

Jing Jiu untied his **** and handed the reins to the old nun, saying, "Keep it up."

The old nun responded respectfully and asked, "When will you be raised?"

Well Jiudao: "Dead."

The horse glanced at Jing Jiuyi, his eyes were very innocent.

The old nun took the horse to the front yard of the hall, and she would take good care of it.

From this moment on, the old nun and the other three female nuns have been guarding the front yard, only to come to the stone bridge side a few times every day at dusk.

The hall is small and the scenery is very good.

The most beautiful scenery is in a zen room.

There is a round window on the wall of the zen room. There is a small lake outside the window. There are trees on the bank and there are several branches.

Sitting in the zen room and looking out, the round window is like a fan, and the landscape is a painting on the fan.

The lake breeze came, Jing Jiu was sitting in the zen room, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and sometimes he took a sip and was silent.

This is already the fourth day of their arrival in Ohara Castle.

Across the wall, Winter opened her eyes and woke up.

Now she sleeps and wakes up more regularly. She wakes up once every few days, but she doesn't wake up very long.

"Do you trust my nun?" Jing Jiu said looking out the window.

Winter Road: "I repaired the hall at that time, but I just like the scenery here. No one knows who I am."

Jing Jiudao: "The scenery here is really good."

Winter Road: "When autumn comes, the leaves turn red and look better."

Jing Jiu gently laid the tea cup on the table and said, "It looks like you enjoy life."

Winter Road: "Why not live without these?"

Jing Jiudao: "There are scenery elsewhere, maybe even more magnificent, at least there will be new fun."

Winter Road: "Where the scenery is not yet tired, why go elsewhere."

Jing Jiudao: "Why didn't you inform Shui Yuezhang and let them pick you up?"

Over the Winter Road: "That's Putang, and here is Putang, it's no different."

Jing Jiudao: "You don't worry that they will think you are dead?"

Winter calmly said: "They think I always like to cause trouble, maybe I know I will sigh of relief instead."

The two were nothing more, leaning on their respective walls and turning to look at the lake and trees outside the round window.

Suddenly the wind rises, the lake waves, and the branches tremble slightly.

As if the picture in the fan of the group moved.

I don't know if the wind comes from inside or outside the fan.

Time flows slowly like this.

The setting sun is gradually dipping.

Jing Jiu looked forward to winter.

She has fallen asleep.

The twilight was reflected in the zen room by the lake.

All the rooms are gold ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The silk silk wrapped around her is becoming more and more pale and whiter.

Jing Jiu remembered her words before.

At that time, the master Shuiyue and her sister seemed to have this attitude.

Really.

It's not easy.

In this case, why not just look at the scenery like this.

(End of this chapter)

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