Chapter 167: Rainy Night

Daqian, the ninth year of Yuantai, for the people of the world, this is not a good year.

Grain is not harvested, taxes are not reduced, fields are occupied, houses are encroached upon, and when night falls, wild dogs are outside the city walls, gnawing on the bones of whom.

In this year, Prime Minister Zhang Zhiping opened the prelude to reform and change the law, intending to redivide the fertile land and relieve the people, but in March, he was dismissed from his position and exiled to the frontier on charges of "reprimanding public opinion" and "waiting for rebellion".

This year, there were heroes and righteous people in all counties of the world, beheading corrupt officials, saving the people, and becoming famous for a while, but then they were brutally suppressed and blood-spattered on the execution ground.

This year, the drought in the north was abusive, and the red land was thousands of miles, but the grain transported by the imperial court to disaster relief was nowhere to be found.

This year, the south was flooded, and the people had to leave their homes and starve for thousands of miles.

The people under the court do not cover their bodies, they eat and eat, and they wander for thousands of miles, but the powerful people in the upper court are struggling, drinking and meat, gathering in the teaching workshop, telling the good times of this year.

The land of Kyushu, disasters are frequent, and the reincarnation of the dynasty seems to be in front of you.

And our story starts here.

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Boom boom!

In the dark sky, a little light suddenly appeared, and it exploded in an instant, dividing a white line across the sky, followed by a rolling thunderstorm.

The wind mixed with raindrops crashed against the remnants of the ancient temple, making a crackling sound.

In the wind and night, a bright flame rises from the dark temple, and in this fluttering and rainy night, it is like a lighthouse guiding the way forward in the storm of the sea.

Whoa!

Suddenly, raindrops the size of beans fell down, and the torrential rain turned into a curtain of water connecting the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, Xiao Xiao's wind and the sound of objects smashing down...... It was as if the rest of the sounds had disappeared, leaving only the continuous sound of the torrential rain and the lapping of the rain, but there was an indescribable silence.

Click!

Well?

Click!

Suddenly, in the silence of the rainy night, there was a very small ...... The sound of horses' hooves?

As time passed, the sound of horses' hooves was coming far and near.

Soon, with a flash of lightning that crossed the sky, the sky and the earth suddenly turned white, and a team of people appeared in front of the broken temple at some point.

They were covered in black, and they were silent in the rainstorm, and even the horses' hooves were covered in black cloth, so as to reduce the noise they made as much as possible as they walked.

Standing in front of the temple, a man in black with a somewhat young face under a hood, who looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, saw this bright firework and subconsciously looked to the side.

"Big brother, this ......"

"In the wilderness, when it rains heavily, it is also a very normal thing for someone to stop inside." A middle-aged man with a resolute face, about thirty years old, said calmly.

He seems to be the leader of this team, and the whole team subconsciously looks at him when they act.

"But we ......," the boy hesitated.

What they do next is a big thing that will lose their heads, and in such a situation, they have to pay great attention to any wind and grass.

"Go in and see, won't you?"

Compared with the young man who looked forward and backward and was afraid of this and that, the middle-aged man was surprisingly calm, jumped off the horse, stepped into the temple gate, and shouted loudly inside.

"I waited for my brothers, from the northeast, to the southwest, but on the way coincided with the rainstorm, and happened to meet this temple, but also hope that the owner here, can make a convenient, avoid the rain, if there is any inconvenience, I hope to forgive me."

The middle-aged man was angry and dantian, turning his internal force into his throat, and coming out with the voice, it was suddenly like spring thunder in his mouth, and his strong voice passed through the heavy rain curtain and directly entered the temple.

The next moment, the lights in the temple swayed, and the reflection changed uncertainly, as if there was a wind blowing a candle, and as if a figure was flickering.

"The deserted temple in the wilderness is ownerless, so why bother to say, these brothers, if they don't dislike it, they can come in and avoid it."

After a while, a voice as clear as jade sounded, even if it was blocked by the sound of Xiao Xiao's rain, it was as if it was next to everyone's ears.

"This ......" The middle-aged man's face changed.

Under such a rainstorm, they only let the sound penetrate the rain curtain, but the other party can ignore the rainstorm and let the sound echo in their ears.

This skill is really unattainable, I'm afraid, the people here are not very human.

To enter, or not to enter?

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand, and suddenly, several people behind him entered in turn.

Inside the temple, there was a bright flame, and there was a lot of hay on the ground, and on the hay, a young man dressed in a white silk robe, wearing a yellow wooden crown, and auspicious cloud boots watched them enter, the corners of his mouth drew an arc, and he smiled slightly, with an indescribable approachability.

However, when he saw the figure of the young man in front of him, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank sharply, and then he immediately calmed down and said quietly.

"Brothers, let's rest here for the night."

As soon as the words fell, all the people behind him, some looking for firewood, some leading horses, and some sentry...... Perform your duties.

The middle-aged man seemed to watch the other people act, but the corner of his eye glanced at the young man's location from time to time.

'Unexpected Changes......'

Just when the middle-aged man was frowning and feeling troubled, he suddenly felt that someone was pulling his sleeve, and when he looked down, it was the young man in black just now.

"Little Wu, what's wrong?" The middle-aged man frowned, pulled him to the nearby side hall, and asked in a low voice.

"Big brother, what we're going to do next is a bit dangerous, do you want to get rid of that powerless little white face?" The black-clothed young man called Xiao Wu also asked in a suppressed voice.

Helpless? Little white face?

The middle-aged man couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and he slapped directly at the back of Xiao Wu's head.

"You kid, I shouldn't have brought you here, why are you so eyeless?!"

"What's wrong with what I said? Isn't that just a little white face, I've seen a lot in the city, a gentleman from a rich and noble family, if it weren't for big things, Lao Tzu would have beaten him a long time ago! was slapped inexplicably, and Xiao Wu's face was full of dissatisfaction.

"Can you use your brain more?!" The middle-aged man looked like he hated iron but not steel, "The reason why those gentlemen are glamorous is because there are us people in the city for him." ”

"But now in the wilderness, there is no village in front of you, there is no store in the back, the son of a rich and noble family, but the clothes are bright and beautiful, and he appears spotlessly, don't you think there is a ghost?"

"Uh...... Like, something is wrong. Xiao Wu couldn't help touching the back of his head.

A rich boy with no servants or guards by his side is very strange in itself, let alone in the wilderness, not only is his clothes luxurious, but also spotless.

You must know that this world is not a stable age.

Wanderers, bandits, and ruffians are rampant everywhere, not to mention one person, even if there is a whole family guard, it may not be able to survive safely.

"So, big brother, what do you mean, that little white face is a ......" Xiao Wu seemed to think of a possibility, subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and desperately lowered his voice, "Ghost? ”

"His grandmother's, your ghost will breathe and there will be a shadow?" The middle-aged man forcibly resisted the urge to beat people, "Usually can you give me peace of mind to practice martial arts, don't always look at that kind of female ghost script!" ”

"Big brother, you know everything." Xiao Wu's face was a little stupid: "I'm just talking about it, why are you so angry...... What does the big brother mean, that little white face is a martial artist? ”

"That's right." Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face softened, "And I suspect that he has profound skills, I'm afraid, he is close to the innate realm." ”

The martial arts cultivation in this world is divided into two realms, the innate and the acquired realm.

The latter, whose strength is only greater than that of ordinary people, and when cultivated to the extreme, it may be comparable to innate divine power, but it can still be suppressed by the government.

But the former is different, the innate realm is the existence of the innate qi that was born.

Picking leaves and flying flowers can kill people, within five steps, people are invincible, and they can compete with hundreds of armor-piercing heavy soldiers, and they have vaguely touched the realm of people and countries.

Of course, this so-called "people can be enemies of the country" does not mean that one person has killed thousands of troops.

Instead, it can use guerrilla warfare to kill the government and troops used to suppress various places, so that they lose their rule.

And it can travel hundreds of miles at night, and it is difficult to be surrounded and killed by a large army.

Annihilating a hundred soldiers at a time, you can guerrilla in all directions, destroy the rule, and it is the so-called human enemy country in mortal dynasties.

"This can't be!" Xiao Wu raised his head suddenly, then shook his head and denied, "In these years, the innate on Da Qianming's face is only the two in the palace, and the old Taoist priest who lives in seclusion in Zhongxuan Mountain, they all broke through at dozens of years old, how can there be such a young existence?" ”

"I mean close, not breakthrough." For this little rabbit cub who was obedient and only listened to half of the words, the middle-aged man only felt tired, "Anyway, don't talk next, look at my eyes and act!" ”

Xiao Wu just wanted to say something, but looking at the middle-aged man's increasingly stern gaze, his voice and face slowly lowered: "Yes, I know." ”

The middle-aged man glanced at him with some suspicion, his face full of distrust, but he had come here, and there was no way to send this kid back, so he could only choose to believe it helplessly.

Walking out of the side hall and coming to the center of the temple, another bright flame had risen, and several men in black, dressed in dry clothes, were baking and lighting the fire.

The middle-aged man and the young Xiao Wu also changed into dry clothes and sat by the fire baking.

On the other side, dressed in white, he seemed to be holding a book and reading by the light of the flames.

There was silence on both sides, no one spoke, and for a while, the temple was exceptionally silent, except for the crackling of the fire and the sound of rain outside.

After a while, the middle-aged man suddenly said in a loud voice: "Scholar in a hurry? ”

The young man in white suddenly shook his hand, turned his head, and said with a smile: "This is going to Jiangling." ”

"Oh? Defection? The middle-aged man asked casually.

"No, study tours."

The young man in white looked at the people in front of him with a smile, as if he noticed their tense bodies under the black clothes.

But this is normal, after all, this charm is rampant, and the ghosts cry at night, only the dead don't have to think about it.

"Looking at Your Excellency's dress, it must be the son of a rich family, but I don't know the name of Gao?" The middle-aged man continued to ask.

"Shuangmu is the forest, the sun, the moon and the stars, Your Excellency can call me Lin Chen."

(End of chapter)