Chapter 558: First Entry into Mengzhou

"Kyushu coincided with the troubled times, the Central Plains Warring States, and the conflicts between the religions - I originally thought that the Mengzhou grassland in the far north would be calmer, but I didn't expect that the people here were even more miserable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNot only are there countless wars, but you also have to guard against monster attacks at all times. Although Quanzhou is also mired in war, the people are displaced and miserable. But at least, there is no threat from demons and monsters......"

On the cart, the young man in yellow looked at the child in front of him sobbing incessantly, frowning slightly, but he could only sigh secretly and slowly closed his eyes.

This person is naturally what Hong Wu looks like after using the Mirage Inner Dan to change.

A day ago, he fought with the woman in white in the ghost canyon and robbed the soul. But he was seriously injured, and after barely escaping from the canyon, he fell unconscious in the grassland thirty miles away. Therefore, he met Gardi and others who were grazing and passed by, and they were placed on a board cart and were ready to be taken back for treatment.

However, Hongwu's injuries were not serious, but he ran out of mana, and his vitality was greatly damaged, which led to exhaustion and coma. But what he didn't expect was that he had just woken up, and he actually saw the scene of the demon beast killing people, which was really ferocious.

In broad daylight, monsters are rampant, not only devouring cattle and sheep, but also killing and plundering. Such a scene is unimaginable in Quanzhou and Liangzhou. But on the Mongolian prairie, this scene can be seen everywhere.

"Alas, at a young age, I witnessed my father's death. How will this child survive in the future? Listening to the crying in his ears, although Hong Wu had seen all the life and death, and although he had just experienced the pain of extermination, he still felt a little unbearable in his heart. At least in his childhood, although he was not wealthy, although he was bullied, he did not experience bereavement.

After a moment's sigh, Hong Wu still closed his eyes and did not speak. What can he say in this world? He can't even keep the person he loves the most, how can he talk about the world?

Along the way, Hongwu did not speak, and those herdsmen did not dare to speak. Bodhidharma practitioners, for these poor people in remote areas, have a noble status, like a god. And Hongwu finally understood what kind of position the Dharma walker was in the hearts of the grassland people.

"The trip to Mengzhou, it seems that the luck is not good. When I went to the Ghost Canyon, I originally just wanted to catch the two powerful ghosts and pretend to be, but I was almost killed by the mother-in-law. Fortunately, the sword of Juque Tianjie can hurt the origin of Jindan, otherwise, with the cultivation and temper of that mother-in-law, she will definitely catch up and never die! ”

Sitting cross-legged on the cart, Hong Wu reminisced about last night's battle while running Zhou Tian Qi refining. The woman in white was a veritable Venerable Master of Jindan, and she was able to retreat under her hands, which could be regarded as a great power. And this battle also made Hongwu more aware of his strength. Under normal circumstances, although it is impossible to kill the Jindan period, it can also live a few tricks, which is more than enough to save one's life. Unless you encounter those Jindan Fourfold Realm, Fivefold Realm, or Jindan Dacheng, the masters of the Yin and Yang Realm, your life will be in danger.

The hometown of Galu and others is a small tribe in the southeast of the Kashgar tribe, called the Basa tribe. All of them have the surname Balhu and are a relatively poor tribe. The scale is not large, only five or six hundred people. In the state of Chu, this person can only be regarded as a small village. But in Mongzhou, each tribe has to have its own army. They could be slaughtered and captured by the enemy at any time.

By the time we arrived at the camp where the Bassa tribe was located, it was already completely dark. Because of Gardi's death and the loss of their flock, the herders began to cry as soon as they arrived home. Soon, almost the entire tribe heard the news and rushed out. Some of them put up a flock of sheep, some took care of little Garu, but more of them were discussing the future generations of Gardi.

After the death of the steppe people, they generally hold a sky burial. The flesh is pecked by wolves or eagles, and returns to nature to worship the gods. However, Gardi's body was pierced by the claws of the Demon Eagle and was shattered, but it was impossible to hold a celestial burial. Therefore, after some deliberation, it was finally decided by the tribal patriarch to hold a cremation. During this time, Hongwu saw Gardi's wife. She was a very young and beautiful woman, who seemed to be less than twenty years old. All night, the woman just held Xiao Galu by the man's body, and did not cry, nor did she leave half a tear. It's an eternal silence, silent, breathless.

Hong Wu let go of his mind and could clearly feel the pain in the woman's heart. Maybe it's just that she's seen too many things like this and makes her numb.

"Alas, I've heard them talk about Gardi in Jeddah. Thanks to the Guru for saving Galu's life, the old man is grateful...... "In one of the largest tents of the Barça clan, the tribal patriarch received Hongwu with great respect. The appearance of the Bodhidharma Walker is a great blessing for their small tribe. Even this kind of luck has long overshadowed the sadness of Galdi's tragic death. And the surrounding clansmen, like the old patriarch, looked at Hongwu with curiosity and excitement.

Such an atmosphere made Hong Wu a little disgusted. In the eyes of the people of Mengzhou, human life seems to be even more humble. However, for the people of this tribe, Hongwu is just a passerby. And to save Xiao Galu is just a gesture. Wait, he'll leave here for even larger cities and tribes.

"The elderly don't need to be polite, they are taken care of by the nobles, and it is the duty of the poor monks to save people and do good." Hongwu clasped his hands together and made a decent noise. Since he wants to pretend to be a Dharma practitioner, he naturally has to learn to be similar in every move. Fortunately, he has dealt with the fat man for a long time, and some of the characteristics of the lama can be easily obtained.

"The poor monk fights with the demon and gets lost in the vast grassland. I don't know where the royal city of the Kashgar tribe is, and if the old man can show the way. ”

"The Master is going to the royal city?" When the patriarch heard this, he was slightly stunned, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. But then he nodded and said: "The royal city of Kashgar is due north, less than two thousand miles away from here. If the Guru doesn't know the way, there is still a map here. Then the patriarch sent down to get the map. Hong Wu naturally thanked him in a good way, and looked like he was sincere to the Buddha.

However, while Hong Wu was waiting, a sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded outside the door. Soon, some of the people hurried into the tent. "Patriarch, it's not good. The eldest son of King Yuli came with an army, saying that he wanted to borrow troops from us. Now, in Jeddah, they are about to fight. What, borrowed soldiers? The old patriarch was shocked and angry when he heard this, and ran out in a panic. At the same time, Hong Wu lowered his hands and frowned. In the Mengzhou grassland, what is the difference between borrowing troops and forcibly conscripting? ――