Chapter 152: Mid-Mountain Village
Determined not to take the last step until everything was figured out, Ishikawa had the idea of putting down his practice and walking around, so he left the place where he had been staying for months on a sunny morning and walked aimlessly outside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Encountering several more major battles on the way, Ishikawa resisted the desire to go down and practice the Three Talents Killing Dao, and flew south without stopping, and finally came to a city seven days later.
Ishikawa and Zhu Yan pretended to be a pair of knights who traveled the rivers and lakes, Shi Shiran entered the city gate, wandered around the bustling streets without a little war, and paid for any interesting gadgets to buy them.
Since that day, Zhu Yan has obviously changed in front of Ishikawa, and he has dared to whisper to him to buy her this and that, Ishikawa refuses to do anything, anyway, he still has a lot of money on him, and he will try his best to meet the requirements that are not a request.
And as time passed, Zhu Yan found that he was still a very good talker when he didn't show that suffocating killing intent, and he had an indifferent attitude towards many things, and he would not dictate to him, let alone belittle and humiliate others for no reason.
Not long ago, even when she encountered soldiers who extorted money when entering the city, Ishikawa's attitude was even a little cowardly and incompetent in her eyes, of course, she would not be naΓ―ve to think that this was the true portrayal of Ishikawa, and his murderous appearance while talking and laughing was always deeply rooted in her heart, and every time she thought about it, she would shudder......
Zhu Yan knew that the premise of Ishikawa's amiable concession was that others did not touch his real bottom line, and once someone crossed the line, then he would face a thunderous blow that he did not greet, or a conspiracy and calculation after enduring it for a long time, and the result was destined to end in the death of one party.
She is not very satisfied with her current life, but she also does not feel that she can't go on, and Shizun is no longer there, so it may be a good choice to follow behind another powerful leader.
As long as he doesn't go crazy again.
After coming out of the city, Ishikawa headed north, all the way to the village of Banshan, where he grew up.
The mountain is still the same mountain, but the village is no longer the same village, and even the people have completely disappeared.
Ishikawa is crazy and usually searches in the ruined village, trying to find the former villagers.
But after several hours, even if he had expanded his search to the nearby mountains, he still found nothing.
Lost in his soul, Ishikawa returned to the village once again, and this time, he became calm and began to look for possible clues in the ruins.
After a long time, Ishikawa found a small stain of blood that had long since dried up to almost unrecognizable on the ground pressed by the ruins in the original mansion of Zhang Fugui.
Ishikawa's eyes cracked, and he let out a long, mournful howl when he looked up to the sky, he didn't know what was going on here, and he didn't know why a mountain village of hundreds of people had become what it was today.
Zhu Yan looked at Ishikawa who was getting colder and colder worriedly, wanting to comfort something but couldn't open her mouth to say it anyway, she didn't dare to approach Ishikawa's side now, and the killing intent that was full of boiling had become like substance.
After sitting in the ruins of the village for the night, the next day, as soon as it was dawn, Ishikawa descended the mountain and went to the nearest town to inquire about the changes in the village.
Zhu Yan followed behind Ishikawa in fright, completely losing the ease of being in the city before, although Ishikawa now no longer has the killing intent that surrounds him, and the person has become quiet and calm, like a log that can't speak, but she knows that Ishikawa has collected all the killing intent in his body, and this situation is even more terrifying than letting it out.
"Dark clouds drifted by, and when someone went up the mountain a few days later, they found that the village in the middle of the mountain no longer existed........."
It seemed that the sound of a terrible ghost crying was heard, and almost everyone in the town cowered in the house that night. β
"A few days after the incident, two immortals came here to stay overnight in the village to investigate, but they were never seen again, and I don't know if they were ............."
"What nonsense are you dead old man, sin and sin............"
Ishikawa threw out a lot of money, and gradually figured out the truth about the destruction of the village in the middle of the mountain.
It was not caused by earthly wars, but by the intervention of monks.
And when a teenage beggar squeezed in front of Ishikawa, his somewhat oily body accidentally rubbed against Ishikawa's robe.
Seeing two oil stains on Ishikawa's body, Zhu Yan's heart jumped suddenly, for fear that Ishikawa, who had behaved normally so far, would suddenly soar and kill all the people around him.
But Ishikawa lowered his head, reached out and handed a piece of broken silver to the boy's hand, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible, "Do you know something?"
The little boy carefully took the broken silver, and muttered: "I, I know that there is a madman in the ruined temple outside the town, and I will give him a little food every day, he, he seems to be a person from the village in the middle of the mountain." β
"In which direction is the ruined temple?" Ishikawa's voice trembled slightly.
"It's just east of town, a short walk down the path. β
The next moment, the crowd gathered together was surprised to find that the two young people who looked like fairy couples had disappeared.
After a few years, Ishikawa met the old king again.
He was surrounding a blanket that was so filthy that he couldn't see its original color, holding a piece of moldy dough in his hand and nibbling on it, and a basin of sewage next to it, I don't know if it was for drinking or some other purpose.
At the first glance of Ishikawa, the old Wang Tou was still smiling stupidly, and a line of saliva flowed from his mouth with missing front teeth, which flowed onto his shabby clothes.
Ishikawa slowed his steps, came to the front and slowly squatted down, helped the old Wang Tou wipe the saliva from his mouth and nose, and said softly: "Uncle Wang." β
The old king's cloudy eyes rolled, he glanced at Ishikawa with a smirk, and muttered to himself: "Dead, all dead, they are so miserable." β
Ishikawa closed his eyes, covering up the scarlet threads in his eyes, and said in a slow voice: "Old Uncle Wang, I'm Ishikawa." β
The old king didn't have the slightest reaction to this, but still smirked and muttered: "Those two people flying in the sky are so fierce, such a beautiful woman, they are so ruthless, hehehe, they are all dead, only Fugui was captured by them, Zhang Yuanwai just scolded, and suddenly went crazy and picked up a knife to cut himself, blood, flesh, scattered all over the ground, miserable, miserable, miserable, miserable............"
After that, no matter how Ishikawa asked, the old king just repeated the previous words, and the most he said was a tragic word.
Ishikawa took a deep breath, gently grabbed the old king's arm, carried him on his back, and walked towards the outside of the ruined temple step by step. (To be continued.) )