A few days later, all the prefectures and counties south of Daqian Kingdom, Tiger Hebo, received an urgent letter from the palace.
The letter was issued by the emperor himself. The content was very simple. It asked the monks to pay attention to the monks in their respective areas. It also attached a portrait and a note in red letters. If found, treat them with courtesy and notify the imperial city quickly.
The figure in the painting has white robes and white hair, carrying a gourd and a buffalo at his waist, but his characteristics are obvious.
What most attracted the attention of these dignitaries and Tiger Hebo was that the rewards in the letter were terrifying.
Officials found out that he was promoted to three levels, made a hereditary marquis, and received a reward of one hundred thousand taels.
The gods discovered that the same was true. They rewarded the gods with thrones, gave incense, and built ancestral temples.
For a time, the country of Daqian was secretly turbulent, and the inspections in the city were unprecedented. The tiger Hebo sat in a high place and patrolled the territory.
But these have nothing to do with the small villages in the Gobi Desert.
The sheep still don't grow fast every day, the babies still only get into trouble, and the rice jar is never full.
In short, it is normal to live in poverty, and it is not difficult to enjoy happiness in the midst of hardship.
The difference is that the village chief issued a notice calling for people to build a private school and clinic in the village.
The people had no idea what the [clinic] was, and they didn't care about it. They focused entirely on the [book school].
There is no parent who doesn’t want their children to become great. In this world, if they want to honor their ancestors, participating in the imperial examination and being in the top three in high school are always the way to go.
Even this remote mountainous Gobi is no exception. Before, there was no condition to study, so the villagers did not have such thoughts. Now that they have a book school, the thoughts in their hearts are like fire on the plains, and they can't be controlled when the spring breeze blows.
Someone asked the village chief who the teacher was, and upon asking he learned that it was the young white-haired foreigner from a few days ago.
His mind was slow to react and he was still thinking about why the young man wanted to teach here, whether he taught well, whether he would miss his own children, etc.
The smarter ones were already carrying gifts and walking towards the broken courtyard in the south of the city.
The rooster sang at dawn, and the sky just turned white.
The villagers had postponed important tasks such as herding sheep. They took their children and carried gifts and crowded at the entrance of the small courtyard.
Often one adult would have to take care of three or four children, causing the courtyard to be overcrowded and several cactus walls to be damaged.
Tong Qian leaned against Ting Wu, feeling the flow of the wind, feeling both happy and sad in his heart.
The happy thing is that the master seems to be very popular with the villagers.
The sorrow is that the little girl is afraid that her master will be snatched away by others. If one day, will she snatch it back?
She didn't know why her little body had so many troubles.
But the master said that he hoped his life would be one where grass grows and orioles fly, so Tong Qian shook his head and shook off his worries.
As for what it would be like for the grass to grow and the birds to fly, she could only imagine it out of thin air. Anyway, it must be a beautiful thing.
"Tong Qian, come here and take the gift into the courtyard." Yi Ning shouted at the door of the courtyard.
"Here we go!" Tong Qian quickly got up, holding an umbrella and ran towards the master.
In this way, surrounded by the enthusiasm of the villagers, Yi Ning and the others were busy until noon. After everyone failed to invite them to sit down together, they gradually left.
Inside the cabin.
Yi Ning looked at Tong Qian in front of him with a smile on his face.
The little girl carefully opened the rice jar and felt the white rice in the jar with her hands. After confirming that the rice had not become less, her dark face showed a relieved look, and then she closed the lid again, not forgetting to press it with a big stone.
This is already the fifth time she has checked the rice vat.
"Take today's salary." Yi Ning took out a copper plate from his arms and threw it towards Tong Qian.
Tong Qian frowned slightly, feeling the flow of air, then raised his hand and pinched the flying copper coins.
Then, the little girl smiled happily, like a money addict, ran to the bed and pressed the coins under the pillow.
"Thank you, master." Tong Qian jumped back.
Yi Ning patted her head, looked outside again, and said, "Wait for me."
"Okay!" Tong Qian responded immediately without asking the master where he was going or why he didn't take him with him.
Seeing her sensible look, Yi Ning felt both distressed and amused, shook her head and walked out.
Ting Wu stood up and wanted to follow him, but he refused: "Protect Tong Qian at home."
Dressed in white, he walked towards the outside of the village.
...
The Gobi Desert has its own unique temperament, which is rough, heroic, and majestic.
Yi Ning had already left the village. He walked along a path trodden by the villagers, stepping on the gravel and holding his hands behind his back.
Behind him, Fu Li appeared without knowing when, always one step behind.
"Have you thought about it?" Yi Ning squinted his eyes and looked at the rolling yellow sand on the horizon, asking as he walked.
Fu Li's voice was rough: "Yes."
"Talk about it."
"My way is to become one of the strongest fighters in the world, and I also understand a bit of Master's way, which is to save people in the world with benevolence."
"Then what."
"So, there is actually no conflict. Fighting can also save people. Killing those who harm people is also saving people, right?"
"yes."
Yi Ning answered and looked forward, where a touch of green appeared. He continued the topic.
"But how can you guarantee that after you gain great strength, you can still control your heart like you do today?"
"Then why isn't Master afraid of that little girl? I won't be able to restrain my heart in the future."
"She has different intentions from you. Moreover, I taught her how to save people, while what you want to learn is how to kill."
"..."
Fuli opened his mouth, but didn't know how to speak. He could only follow Yi Ning and move forward slowly.
The greenery ahead is getting thicker and thicker, and a blue lake in the greenery has gradually revealed its appearance, like a sapphire set in the green land, sparkling under the sunlight.
This time when he came out, Yi Ning had to deal with three things, the tiger demon was one, and this oasis lake was the second.
Fu Li had all kinds of thoughts in his heart. He knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he ducked in front of Yi Ning and blocked the way.
Then,
Slowly kneeling down, this tiger monster, which does not worship God or kneel on the ground, knelt down to others for the first time.
Fu Li looked up at Yi Ning and said loudly: "If I can't restrain my heart from now on, I can let the master obliterate me."
After saying this, a yellow bead spit out from the tiger demon's mouth and floated in front of Yi Ning. This was his demon pill.
"Master, please cast a curse." Fu Li kowtowed.
Yi Ning looked at the demon pill in front of her, and the corners of her mouth gradually raised.
He didn't know how to cast a curse, but Yi Ning saw the other party's sincerity, and one day, there was no need to cast a curse to kill the evil spirit.
He bypassed Fu Li and continued to move forward: "Put it away. From now on, you will be my second disciple. Remember what you said today."
In fact, before he fully understood this world, Yi Ning did not want to accept a disciple so early, because accepting a disciple would involve karma.
But when fate has come, he will not deliberately avoid it.
Just like Fu Li said, to save people, you need to "save", and "kill" can also stop killing.
Then it seems that Tong Qian will be the main saver and Fu Li will be the main killer.
The appearance of the tiger demon just filled the gap, and he followed him all the way, so persistently. This was what Yi Ning thought was fate.
Most people are like fallen leaves.
Floating, rolling, and shaking in the air all my life.
Finally, he collapsed helplessly.
But there are still a few people who don't want to turn into spring mud. When the fallen leaves fall and the wind blows, they ride the wind and waves and float to the distant sky.
It doesn't matter what the ending is, the most magnificent sky was my mount, that's enough.
