The Path Toward Heaven

The retired official surnamed Sun was called the old man Sun by the villagers. He moved back to the village from the county a few years ago and built a huge house. The villagers lived in a simple house. Me.

A few simple messages are enough to perfunctory a story.

That grandfather Sun must be a person with a story, and the biggest reason for returning to the mountain village is to avoid misfortune.

If Jing Jiu went to investigate, he would definitely be able to find out the truth, but he had no interest. After a few glances, he left the village and embarked on his return journey.

In the process of leaving the village, he took a piece of clothing that was hung outside and tore it into pieces of cloth, and tied the iron sword to his back.

Late at night, he went over the mountains and back to the cave.

The starlight is like snow, and the mountains are very clear.

A hill-like monster lying in front of the cave, covered in blood, had no breathing, and for a long time died, exuding a strong smell.

There are gaps on the rocks outside the cave, gravel all over the ground, and traces of the monster's steel thorns. You can imagine how powerful the monster is, how fierce the struggle before death, and the shock .

Jing Jiu glanced at the monster, and confirmed that its monster was useless, bypassing the body and entering the cave.

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

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

Jing Jiu used the Chengtian swordsmanship, but it was not wrong to say that it was a formation.

Smelling the smelly smell coming from outside the cave, raised her eyebrows slightly over the winter, and said, "Stay here?"

"Just leave."

Jing Jiu walked into the pile of bones, lifted the cocoon and walked outside the cave.

Under the starlight, I crossed the mountains again, walked back to the sea, and came to the mountain village, and dawn was approaching.

Jing Jiu took the winter and went to the big house outside the village.

The house of Mr. Sun ’s house is very well repaired. There is also an arrow tower on the southeast corner. Not to mention the strongman, it takes a lot of energy if the government wants to attack.

The side door of the mansion is very strong, the iron is covered with hardwood and is about three inches thick, and the latch is exaggerated.

These naturally cannot stop Jing Jiu.

He walked to the door and waved his right hand. The latch inside quietly parted.

The mansion is very quiet, without lights or vocals.

Jing Jiu took the winter to the stable, pulled out a horse, and then 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, very innocent.

Winter asked: "Isn't it a horse?"

Jing Jiun gave a cry.

"If you really have a teacher, you must have a disciple."

Winter glanced at him emotionally and began to teach him how to do it.

This kind of thing is much simpler than chasing a train. Jing Jiu got everything quickly after getting winter instructions.

At night, the carriage slowly drove out of the mansion, and the wheels rolled against the ground, making a slight noise.

Before dawn, it was the darkest and quietest. The slightest sound was enough to shock people.

Neither Jing Jiu nor Dongdong had the experience of being a thief, nor had they thought about this kind of thing. It wasn't until the sound of chasing and shouting came from behind the mountain road that they understood what happened.

Listening to the slurs from far away, raising her eyebrows again over the winter and saying, "So noisy, how do I sleep?"

Jing Jiu knew her temperament.

After killing tens of thousands of people that year, she no longer has any psychological barriers to such things as murder, and she is very casual.

Zhao Layue once said that she was very fierce, but in fact she was really fierce.

He untied the iron sword and cut a few branches by the side of the road, seemingly throwing it on the ground at random.

The branches fell on the mountain road one after another, and the distance seemed to have a certain pattern.

This is a very simple method of blocking eyes.

The morning mist came from the mountain, covering the front road.

Sun Jiajia Ding was trapped in the fog and could not walk out anyway, only to watch the carriage disappear in front of him.

Sudden language and insults suddenly stopped, and people felt a little frightened.

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

A manager shouted: "These brave and muddy legs don't know how to kill a few!"

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Listening to this sentence from the fog, Jing Jiu did not look back.

But he knew that winter was watching him.

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Suddenly, the steward uttered a shrill cry.

The family members saw clearly in the vicinity. The steward waved his hands and cried out loudly, his hands flapping in the air.

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

In just an instant, the manager lost his breath and fell heavily to the ground, turning into a corpse.

"Ghost!"

"It's a zombie!"

Looking at the scene, thinking of the broken road in the fog, the few family members were scared and pale, and screamed and fled back.

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

Even if the Sun family is not scared away, it will not embarrass those innocent villagers.

Not far from the village is the wilderness. Jing Jiu lowered the reins and returned to the carriage to let the horse walk on its own.

Winter glanced at him and said, "What demon method are you using?"

Jing Jiu said: "A trick."

The wheels crushed hard mud and harder stones, and some bumps reminded him of Gu's carriage again.

Overwintering in the cocoon, there are natural cushions and wraps, naturally do not care about these, and gradually fell asleep.

Most of the time since then, she has been sleeping, just like Bai had been in the snowfield.

The difference is that she occasionally wakes up on her own, saying a few words with Jing Jiu and asking where she is.

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

This city is not the Ohara they are going to.

Jing Jiu looked at the bustling city and drove into the city. He followed a hat and walked for a while before finally seeing the hospital.

The carriage stopped outside the medical hall. He wore a hat and walked out of the car. He looked up at the plaque of the ophthalmology hall and walked in.

Naturally, it is not to seek medical treatment for the winter, the doctor who can cure the winter disease has not yet been born.

Jing Jiu said something with his buddy, and was ushered into the depth of the hospital.

The array was opened 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 the winter is going."

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

Jing Jiu took off his hat and revealed his face.

The doctor took a few breaths of air when he was shocked by his face, feeling his teeth hurt, and said, "You ... you just ... so unabashed?"

Jing Jiu said: "I have no new news, only gold leaves, you should not want it."

The meaning of this sentence is clear.

You roller shutter people, look at how much my face is worth.

The doctor covered his face and said, "Senior Master, this is not a question of money. We really don't know the news."

Hearing this answer, Jing Jiu was very satisfied. Naturally, nothing was revealed on his face, and he got up and left the hospital.

When he left the door of the medical hall, he saw a wheelchair lying against the wall and thought about it and pushed it out, leaving a golden leaf.

Back in the car, he opened his eyes in winter and looked at the wheelchair he had moved up. He asked curiously, "What did you do?"

Jing Jiu said: "I sent a letter."

The roller blind person has always been polite to him, 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, he can confirm and test some things-make sure that no one knows that the winter is still alive, Try to figure out where the roller blind people's attitude towards themselves can 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, thinking how to write the next information?

The man walked into the quiet room with the gold leaf, and told the doctor about Jing Jiu's removal from the wheelchair.

The doctor nodded and nodded.

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

The doctor did not answer him, waved him away, and began to write a message.

While writing, he said helplessly: "We are not sending letters."

Yes, the main purpose of Jing Jiulai to find the roller blind person is to deliver letters.

There are many schools and forces in the spiritual circle who have been concerned about where Jing Jiu has been in these years.

Few people knew that he had reappeared in Chaoge City, among them were the roller blind people.

The roller blind person also knew that he had appeared in Juye City, but he didn't tell anyone.

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

If someone asks the roller blind person again about his whereabouts, the roller blind person may still not say it, but what if the person who inquired about the news was God's End?

Jing Jiu wanted the roller blind person to help him send a letter to the end of God's Peak. The content of the letter was simple-I was alive.

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The carriage continued toward Ohara City.

On the way, Jing Jiu changed a new car without changing horses.

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

There is an important official road leading to Yujun in the southeast of Dayuan City. There is a lot of smoke on the road, and it is very lively.

By comparison, the official road that passes through Jue Ling in the northeast of the city is much colder, and I haven't seen a car for a long time.

The stream beside the road is clear, the mountains are scattered with various houses, or green pine trees like umbrellas, or bamboo forests are formed into the sea. The scenery is very beautiful.

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

Most of the houses on both sides of the official roads are other businesses of wealthy merchants in the city, and there are several famous buildings that do not have signs, but they are very expensive regardless of food or girl.

The carriage walked along the official road. At the junction of the two streams, turn right into a quieter road. Until the end of the water, you will see a temple.

Antang has no name, hidden between the woods, and there is a stone bridge behind.

Before driving 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 concealed.

"Three thousand".

Three thousand world or three thousand in weak water?

It wasn't until the old nun in the temple came out that Jing Jiu thought that it might mean 3,000 troubles.

"Sorry, Xiao'an is so simple that he never accepts foreigners."

The old nun looked at Jing Jiu's face and said sorry.

The sound of overwinter came from the car: "It's me."

The old nun's body shook slightly, and his face was full of unbelievable expressions. After a while, he woke up and said, "Is it Winter Girl?"

Winter said: "I come here to recuperate, do not tell anyone, don't bother me."

This sentence is extremely blunt, let alone polite, the old nun took his carriage for granted, and took the carriage into the depths of the temple.

Jing Jiu took off his bridle, handed the reins to the old nun, and said, "Keep them well."

The old nun respectfully asked, "When will it be raised?"

Jing Jiu said: "Death."

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

The old nun took the horse to the front yard of the temple.

From this moment on, the old nun and the remaining three female nuns have been guarding the front yard, but just come to Shiqiao to knock a few heads every day.

The temple is small and the scenery is very good.

The most beautiful scenery is in a Zen room.

A round window opened on the wall of the Zen room. Outside the window was a small lake. There were trees on the shore of the lake, and several branches ran across it.

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

Hu Feng Xu Lai, Jing Jiu sat in the Zen room, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and sometimes took a sip, silent.

This is already their fourth day in Ohara City.

On the opposite wall, I woke up with my eyes open during the winter.

Now her sleep and wake up are more regular, and she will wake up once in a few days, but she has not been awake for too long.

"Do you trust the nun in the temple?" Jing Jiu looked out the window and said.

Winter said: "I built this temple in the past, just like the scenery here, no one knows who I am."

Jing Jiu said: "The scenery here is really good."

Winter said: "When autumn comes, the leaves become red and look better."

Jing Jiu gently put the teacup on the seat and said, "It looks like you like to enjoy life very much."

Winter said: "If you don't have these, why don't you live."

Jing Jiu said: "There are also scenery elsewhere, maybe more magnificent, at least there will be new fun."

Winter said: "The scenery here is not tired, why go elsewhere."

Jing Jiu said: "Why don't you notify Shui Yue'an and let them pick you up?"

Winter said: "There is Umdo, and it is also Umdo, no difference."

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

Over the winter calmly said: "They think I always like to cause trouble, maybe know that I will be relieved to die.

The two did not say anything, leaning on their respective walls and turned to look at the lake and trees outside the round window.

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

As if the picture in the fan was moving.

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

Time flows slowly.

The sunset is slanting.

Jing Jiu looked towards the winter.

She has fallen asleep.

Twilight was reflected in the Zen room by the lake.

All rooms are gold.

The golden silk wrapped around her is getting paler and whiter.

Jing Jiu remembered what she said earlier.

Shui Yuean 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.