Yuzhou.
Different from Xuzhou, which has a developed water system extending in all directions and with thousands of sails passing by, Yanzhou has continuous mountains and Changbai Mountains that never melt, while Yangzhou has rough waves and the magnificent boundless waves of the South China Sea.
What Yuzhou has is vast land and countless heroes who have written their own stories on the land.
Starting from Yongzhou, there are almost no steep and precipitous places all the way eastward until you reach the majestic Zhenshi Pass, where travelers stop and marvel at the guardians who have gone through many vicissitudes and still stand majestically on the land of Yuzhou. .
A Zhenshi Pass stretches for nearly a hundred miles, connecting the two hundred-foot-high mountains of the Sun and Taiyin.
Relying on the harsh terrain of the mountains, Zhenshi Pass can be regarded as the most difficult pass on the land of Kyushu.
A great monk from the Dunhuang Grottoes in the Western Desert once visited Yuzhou and meditated cross-legged in front of the Zhenshi Pass for eighteen days. Finally, he knelt down at the Zhenshi Pass with tears on his face.
Someone asked him why he was crying, and the monk explained, "Zhenshi Pass was created by the 100,000 people in Yuzhou who gathered their minds and connected their flesh and blood to fight against the demon clan.
To this day, Zhenshi Pass has been completely tied to the fate of Yuzhou.
If this pass is present, Yuzhou will have no worries. If this pass is lost, Yuzhou will change its owner.
However, if one day the Shizhen Pass is broken, then Yuzhou will definitely be a scene of destruction with corpses scattered all over the fields and all living beings in ruins!
Everything in this world has its lifespan and destiny. This Zhenshi Pass is no exception, it will also be destroyed.
I was also thinking about this, and I couldn't help but feel sad. I just hope that the Buddha of Dunhuang can have mercy on all living beings and save the people of Yuzhou! "
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Time will always wash away everything, and the figure and words of the great monk will be forgotten in the wind.
The majestic Zhenshi Pass still stretches across the middle of Yuzhou like a giant python, becoming the only ups and downs on the thousands of miles of plains in Yuzhou!
In the east of Yuzhou, on the border with Qingzhou, there is a small town called Qingqing Town.
The town has a long history. As for the origin of its name, according to the oldest man in the town, it was named by his mother who had died. It seems to be in memory of the man who abandoned his wife and son, and there is no news about it. 's father.
Although the town is not very big, businessmen traveling between Qingzhou and Yuzhou always stop here to replenish resources.
The buildings in the town are lined up one after another, and the streets are busy and lively.
But soon, the orderly scene was disrupted by the rows of soldiers violently clearing the way.
These soldiers were wearing sharp armor, and the armor exuded a powerful aura. This aura was full of violence and blood, so that ordinary people who only dealt with tea, rice, oil and salt were afraid to avoid them.
After the soldiers cleared the way, a strange-looking pig cart drove slowly and awkwardly. The fat and heavy pig looked just a little bigger than ordinary domestic pigs, but the carriage it pulled was extremely gorgeous. Leaves a line of fragrance while driving.
An old man sat on the wooden frame between the pigs and the carriage, taking a good nap during the bumps.
Behind the pig cart, the shambling old mayor led a few young adults and followed a few brave soldiers on tall horses. Even though they were panting and sweating from exhaustion, there was no stiff smile on their faces. There are no signs of abating.
As they walked through the streets and alleys, the soldiers seemed to be machines that did not need to rest. Their speed did not change at all, and they all kept pace with the pig cart that seemed to be strolling in the yard.
At this time, the weather is sunny and sunny. The ice and snow in Qingqing Town, located on the border between Henan and Qinghai, has already melted away, and the streets are decorated with lights and colorful lights for tomorrow's New Year.
"Stop it!"
Suddenly a crisp female voice came from inside the carriage.
The movement of the convoy came to an abrupt halt, but the soldiers did not slack off at all and looked around with solemn expressions.
The generals who were riding tall horses also dismounted at this time, came to the front of the carriage, and knelt down on one knee with a respectful expression.
Jiang Zhiyuan and the others jumped out of the carriage one after another.
"I can finally walk on the ground with my feet firmly on the ground. Sitting in the carriage, my butt is about to fall apart after this bumpy ride!"
Jiang Xianfeng stood on the ground and stretched. His feet were a little unsteady and he almost fell.
"That's why I got out of the car and walked around. To be honest, it's boring to stay in the car all the time." Jiang Zhiyuan said slowly.
As he spoke, Jiang Zhiyuan led everyone towards the front.
"What's the name of this town?" Liao Meng asked casually, looking around the scenery of the town.
A leader following them turned around and glanced at the old mayor. The old mayor immediately understood and ran behind Meng and his party.
"This place is called Qingqing Town. It is located... on the border of Yuzhou and Qingzhou, surrounded... by beautiful mountains and clear waters, and infinite brightness..." the old mayor stuttered, recalling the lines he had prepared in advance.
This is a manuscript that he had previously spent money to ask scholars to write to introduce the local area, in order to prepare to answer the questions of these special guests.
The reason why this group of guests is special is because as early as last night, a group of soldiers rushed to the old mayor's home and had a cordial and friendly in-depth exchange with him. They described to him in detail what would happen if they did not receive this guest well. If he meets a group of special guests, not only him, but also the whole town will face a terrible ending.
Although the dim-eyed old mayor could not identify the identity of the seemingly large token shown to him by the soldiers exuding murderous aura, he still recognized the edges of the soldiers' armor. At the corner, the word "李" on the brand!
There are many people named Li in Yuzhou, but there is only one who is the most famous.
"They are Lord Zhou Mu's men!"
The old mayor began to feel uneasy in his heart when he thought of the words that those soldiers said to him last night, which were half threats and half warnings.
He became more and more afraid and worried, so he had to brace himself and carefully handle this group of young people who could all be considered his grandchildren.
"How far is it from here to Qingzhou?" Jiang Xianfeng asked excitedly. He couldn't wait to see his grandfather, who was already one of the few relatives he had in this world, and his grandfather Qingzhou has become the only safe place in the world for them.
"It's not far, it's not far. Just walk along this road to the east. It will take you two or three hours to reach Qingzhou." The old mayor said with a smile. Although he didn't know where these guests came from, he There was no time to think about the identities of these people and what they were going to do in Qingzhou.
After all, these are people who can be treated with courtesy and strict protection by Lord Zhou Mu's subordinates. How can he, a plain-headed commoner, guess at will? If this person is not good, he may have to take the entire town with him. All disappeared from this world.
Suddenly, a breeze blew.
click
Everyone was shocked.
Two clear figures appeared in the open space in front of them, and Jiang Zhiyuan and the others looked at them.
"Book ghost, fierce tiger!" Jiang Zhiyuan rushed forward and greeted enthusiastically.
Book Ghost and Tiger both looked at her with smiles. The two of them had been sent by Liu Jingxing to take care of Jiang Zhiyuan when Jiang Zhiyuan first came to Qingzhou from Chang'an, and they had a very deep relationship with her.
"Why are you here? Where is my grandpa? Is he okay?" Jiang Zhiyuan asked anxiously.
The tiger rubbed his hands, the whiskers on his face moved, but he didn't know what to say.
The book ghost on the side said with a smile, "Miss, don't worry, the two of us have actually been following you since you entered Yuzhou. As for Mr. Zhou Mu, he is already waiting at a pavilion in front. You guys have been here for a long time.”
Jiang Xianfeng happened to run over at this time and was extremely happy when he heard what the book ghost said.
"Okay! Sister, we are finally going to see grandpa. I miss him so much. Let's go!"
"This must be the second young master. Master Zhou Mu has been thinking about you when he was in the mansion!" Shugui said with a slight bow.
"Then I have to ask grandpa face to face to see if he has missed me all these years. If not, I will pull out all his beard!" Jiang Xianfeng laughed and reached out to hold his sister's hand. I just wanted to run to see my grandpa.
However, Jiang Zhiyuan gently took out his hand, touched Jiang Xianfeng's head, and said gently, "You go see grandpa first. I have some things to do, so I'll see you later!"
Jiang Xianfeng didn't think much and said casually, "Then you have to hurry up!"
After saying that, he yelled for Shugui and Menghu to take him to find his grandfather. After Jiang Zhiyuan gave them a look, the two of them led Jiang Xianfeng forward.
Seeing the three people disappearing at the end of the road, Jiang Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look behind him.
I saw that the soldiers from Yuzhou Prefecture had organized their troops, formed a square formation, and stood behind them.
The presbyopic man was sitting at a table filled with various fruits and snacks, crossing his legs leisurely and bragging endlessly while listening to the flattering words of the old mayor.
The pig demon didn't lag behind either. He untied the carriage that he had been pulling and was engrossed in eating a bucket full of sweet rice.
As for the dream, he stood alone, staring at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Jiang Zhiyuan gently touched the somewhat scattered hair around her ears, walked slowly over, and stood beside Meng.
The two were silent for a long time, with only a few wisps of breeze whispering in their ears at inappropriate times, telling stories that had been forgotten in the wind.
As for Meng, a Taoist priest who ran down from Qingcheng Mountain for some unknown reason, she didn't know why he somehow got involved in her grudge with Zhou Ruoxiao, and she didn't know why he wanted to escort their sister and brother with two monsters. I don’t know why he has to go into various dangerous situations with them again and again...
To her, he seemed to contain countless mysteries. She longed to get answers from him, but was afraid of getting them. For the fastest updated and error-free reading, please visit your mobile phone:
