Chapter 133 Eat Both Its Flesh And Blood

Young Miss Ye's thoughts were still elusive. Since she insisted on this, Xu Han was unwilling to argue with her again. He could only carry his blanket into Ye Hongjian's room under Chu Chouli's teasing eyes.

For some reason, Xu Han had a strange feeling that his daughter-in-law was about to be taken over by a bully.

"How's Ziyu?" When Xu Han finished laying the bunk on the ground, Ye Hongjian's soft voice rang again.

Xu Han, who had just laid down, thought for a moment before answering truthfully, "Not good."

It was self-evident how much Fang Ziyu liked Chen Xuanji. Although Chen Xuanji's decision was reasonable, it was no different from a bolt from the blue for Fang Ziyu.

In a short period of time, it would be unrealistic for Fang Ziyu to walk out of this shadow.

"Do you think Chen Xuanji won't be able to sense Fang Ziyu's thoughts?" Ye Hongjian's voice sounded again, but there was still some confusion in her soft voice.

Xu Han was stunned. Fang Ziyu's thoughts were as clear as wood as Song Yueming's. How could Chen Xuanji not know?

Xu Han roughly guessed what Ye Hongjian meant by this question. He scratched his nose and subconsciously said, "Perhaps because of his status as the prince of the State of Chen, he did not dare to face him head-on."

"Do you not dare to face it, or do you not want to face it?" Ye Hongjian suddenly sat up, her pitch-black eyes shining like stars in the dark room, staring straight at Xu Han at that time.

Xu Han was frightened by Ye Hongjian's sudden question. He felt that Ye Hongjian's question seemed to be not only asking Chen Xuanji, but also asking him.

A strange expression inevitably appeared in his heart, and he was unable to answer this question for a moment.

"Hmph." Seeing him like this, Ye Hongjian let out a muffled snort. Then, she lay back on the bed and muttered.

"Crows are black all over the world."

…

On the morning of the second day, Xu Han stood up early with his body covered in exhaustion.

He went to the Zhong Manor that he hadn't been to in the past few days and found the Sword Dao Grandmaster Zhong Changhen.

The other party didn't seem to be surprised by his arrival. When Xu Han entered the manor, he saw Zhong Changhen already setting up a cup of tea in the side hall, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"I don't think you have the mood to learn the sword today. Why don't you try the Snow Condor Cloud that Ding Jingcheng sent you yesterday?" Seeing Xu Han enter the room, Zhong Changhen, who was sitting on the short couch, raised the teacup in his hand and smiled at Xu Han.

Because of Mo Chen Zi, Xu Han hadn't come to Zhong Changhen's place to cultivate the sword dao in the past few days. The reason for this was naturally clear from Zhong Changhen's thoughts.

Xu Han nodded and sat beside Zhong Changhen. He picked up the teacup that had been prepared for him and drank a mouthful of the tea. The fragrance of the tea immediately overflowed and filled his mouth.

"Xue Diaoyun is the tribute tea of the Great Xia Dynasty. It is even more difficult for ordinary kings to get some. It is not too much to say that it is one or two thousand gold. Deacon Ding has prepared such a generous gift for Senior. I'm afraid there's no need to ask for it." Xu Han met Zhong Chang's hateful gaze at that time and asked indifferently.

"Even the bald donkeys of the Dragon Hidden Temple who claim to be empty all over the place are thinking about how to introduce Dao Inheritance into the Great Zhou Dynasty, let alone Ding Jingcheng? It's not surprising that everyone in this world has something to ask for." Zhong Changhen only smiled when he heard what Xu Han said, but he did not deny what he said.

Hearing this, Xu Han nodded his head, but he thought to himself. It seemed that the direct descendants of Long Congyun did not have any plans to let Ning Zhumang get bigger. A bigger scheme was still in the works.

However, these matters had little to do with Xu Han, so he did not intend to ask any further.

Then, he changed the topic and asked, "Senior, I have come here today to ask you to teach me something."

"About the mysteries?" Zhong Changhen raised his eyebrows and drank another cup of tea.

"Yes." Xu Han knew that he couldn't hide Zhong Changhen's thoughts, so he didn't have any intention of hiding anything and nodded his head straightforwardly.

"What? Are you also unfair to that child Ziyu?"

"I naturally understand what Brother Chen has done. I came here to ask why Senior let Brother Chen return to the Chen Kingdom so straightforwardly."

Xu Han's thoughts were meticulous. Chen Xuanji's return to the Chen Kingdom seemed simple, but there was a calamity hidden within.

Everyone in the Great Zhou Empire knew that the Linglong Pavilion was a trump card.

Although Zhong Changhen was in charge of this Sword Dao Grandmaster who was comparable to the Earthly Immortal Realm, Zhong Changhen was not an immortal after all. He was already in his seventies. How long could he live? Ten years, twenty years, or thirty years, but he was still going to die.

At that time, where would the Linglong Pavilion go without an immortal-level major power?

Xu Han knew that the only way to remove the current situation of the Exquisite Pavilion was to reproduce an Immortal Realm expert. Only then could the foundation of the Exquisite Pavilion be stabilized for a hundred years. Among the disciples of the Exquisite Pavilion, Chen Xuanji was the only one who was most likely to accomplish this.

Zhong Changhen let Chen Xuanji go. To a certain extent, he was putting the future of Linglong Pavilion in danger.

Or perhaps it could be said that the fate of the Linglong Pavilion was completely blocked on Ye Hongjian, who was regarded as a favourite by the world.

But no matter what, for a colossus like Linglong Pavilion, such a move was too risky.

Hearing Xu Han's words, Zhong Changhen was slightly stunned. He stared at Xu Han for a long time.

He had naturally noticed that Xu Han's thoughts were far beyond ordinary people's, but when Xu Han asked this question, he finally understood how meticulous this youth's thoughts were.

"Since you have asked this question, I believe you already have an answer in your heart. Then why bother asking me again?"

Xu Han's heart trembled at that time. Although this answer was not stated explicitly, it clearly confirmed the speculation in his heart.

He couldn't help but raise his head and look through the windows and doors of the house towards the peak of the Chongju Peak.

…

Located in Niutou Village, Qingzhou, behind the village is a large mountain.

Called Barbarian Ox Mountain.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there was a barbarian bull here that became a demon, causing chaos everywhere. After that, it was suppressed by the Taoist immortals in the Green Lotus Temple, and only then did it get rid of. However, this was why the Barbarian Bull Mountain got its name.

Perhaps, as the rumors had it, there was once a cattle demon rebellion on Mount Man Niu, but now, the place where the former Great Demon resided had become the backer of the lives of the people of Niutou Village.

After enduring another year of winter, the villagers welcomed the spring of farming.

This year's situation was much better than last year's. At least, there seemed to be no trend towards a severe drought. However, it would still take a lot of time for the villagers who had long since lost their surplus grain to survive until the autumn harvest day.

The mountain of barbarian oxen with its luxuriant branches and dense beasts became the only hope for the villagers to live to that day.

That night, Liu Zhuang, as the village chief of Niutou Village, led the villagers to Man Niu Mountain again.

The mountains at night were much more dangerous than in the daytime. Most wild beasts would come and go at this time, but similarly, the pheasants and rabbits would probably be active at this time.

These fruitful foods were hard to come by, and many of the time, the villagers had to gamble their lives in order to obtain them.

However, in such a year, there weren't many choices in front of everyone, and this one seemed to be the best one.

Guang Lingui followed behind Liu Dingdang.

They hid at the back of the line and carefully followed behind the villagers.

Hunting in the mountains was a very dangerous thing, but Liu Zhuang could not beat his precious daughter. He finally agreed to her repeated pleas. He led her into the mountain, but he demanded that she only watch and not do anything out of line.

Liu Dingdang, who had obtained Liu Zhuang's permission with great difficulty, naturally agreed. However, Liu Zhuang was still a little worried. He was too clear about his daughter's temperament, so before he left, he told Guang Lingui, who had come with him, to keep an eye on his daughter.

Guang Lingui admires Liu Zhuang very much.

In Guang Lingui 's eyes, this middle-aged man Liu Zhuang could be considered the first good person he met after leaving the broken temple. Yes, of course, Liu Dingdang can also be considered a good person.

His cultivation hasn't recovered since then, and he can't find any place to go in a short period of time. Therefore, after thinking for a while, coupled with Liu Dingdang and Liu Zhuang's enthusiasm to stay, Guang Lingui simply stayed in the village.

The people in Niutou Village were quite enthusiastic. Although they could occasionally hear some gossip, they loved the village chief who always led the way and was willing to do good deeds.

Although this kind of life was miserable, Guang Lingui felt at ease. At least, compared to the time he spent in the ruined temple, the days here were very real.

Perhaps it was because of the village chief that the villagers quickly accepted Guang Lingui's existence. However, sometimes, they could not help but tease him that a monk could eat more meat than everyone else. However, Guang Lingui did not care about this. Instead, he replied, "Wine and meat have pierced through the intestines. Buddha is in his heart." He started to eat on his own again.

…

At this moment, a strange movement came from the front line. The crowd immediately became nervous. Under Liu Zhuang's command, everyone began to spread out in an orderly manner, preparing to surround and kill.

Looks like a big guy.

"Don't run around." Guang Lingui looked at Liu Dingdang, who was holding a bow and arrow beside him. He looked like he was about to move, and helplessly rolled his eyes.

Liu Dingdang was only twelve years old. She was also a girl, and her body had yet to grow. That bow was specially made by Liu Zhuang for her. It was very small and exquisite, and its lethality was also very limited. Not to mention wild boars and wolves, even pheasants and snow rabbits might not be able to take it down.

"Humph!" Liu Dingdang, who had been stopped, stomped his foot, feeling very dissatisfied. "Coward."

She stuck out her tongue at Guang Lingui and made a grimace, but she put away her thoughts of going forward. Although she often shouted at her father, she still didn't dare to make any mistakes in this matter that concerned the rations of the village.

"Quick!"

"Left!"

"Fire the arrow!"

At this moment, Liu Zhuang's rough voice rang out, full of anxiety and anger.

Then, under his command, the crowd began to move continuously. The sound of sharp arrows piercing through the air was heard one after another, followed by a loud howl from the wild beasts.

Shadows and flames flashed in the darkness, and the last cheers rang out.

Liu Dingdang and Guang Lingui exchanged a glance at each other at that time and most likely guessed that they had taken down their prey. They hurriedly stepped forward and saw a huge wild boar lying not far away in the forest.

The villagers in charge of taking care of their prey had already surrounded them. Everyone in the crowd was in high spirits. With this wild boar, the hundreds of people in the village would not worry about food and drink for the next half a month. This was probably nothing better for the villagers who were hungry and full.

Liu Dingdang and Guang Lingui also walked up at that time and observed this big fellow that was several times bigger than them at close range.

"Hurry up and pack up. Such a big thing is likely to attract wild beasts from the mountains." As the village chief, Liu Zhuang was extremely experienced in hunting. He ordered calmly, and at that time, everyone began to bind their prey under his command and prepare to bring it back to the village.

"Father, you're really amazing." Liu Dingdang jumped in front of Liu Zhuang and said with admiration.

She saw it clearly. The arrow that took the wild boar's life was shot by Liu Zhuang.

"Haha, that's not true." The middle-aged man blushed. In his eyes, there was nothing in the world that was more intimate than his daughter's praise.

…

Guang Lingui walked to the boar. The boar's side was covered with arrows and blood flowed everywhere. However, his body was huge and his vitality was astonishing. Even at this moment, he still hadn't died.

However, it had lost too much blood and no longer had the strength to resist. Perhaps because it knew the fate it was about to meet, its eyes actually revealed an extremely humane color. It looked like sadness, but also like despair. Moreover, it kept letting out waves of wailing in its mouth.

Guang Lingui was a little distracted.

"What? Little monk can't bear it anymore? Then don't eat it when you go back." A young man beside him saw him like this and quickly tied the wild boar's legs with hemp rope while teasing him.

When the surrounding people heard this, they burst into laughter. To be able to capture such a large prey, everyone was obviously very happy.

However, Guang Lingui did not respond to them.

He frowned and slowly reached out with one hand to caress the head of the wild boar. At that time, an almost imperceptible golden light spread out from his palm and touched the entire body of the wild boar.

Strangely enough, the wild boar that was still wailing suddenly quieted down at that moment. Even the despair in its eyes gradually faded away at that moment, replaced by a color called serenity.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this. They could not understand how this little monk still had such a trick. This truly surprised the villagers who had never left Niutou Village before.

"Everything has a spirit." The little monk murmured as he suddenly stretched out his other hand.

Pu!

A streak of bloody light suddenly appeared, and scorching hot blood sprayed out from the wild boar's body, spraying onto the bodies of the surrounding people.

The little monk held an arrow in his other hand at an unknown time, and he fiercely stabbed it into the eyes of the wild boar. The arrow's body was extremely deep into the flesh, almost reaching the end of the arrow.

At that time, the pierced wild boar's body twisted continuously. After a few breaths, it completely lost its breath and died.

"You! What are you doing?" The surrounding people finally regained their senses. They all looked at Guang Lingui angrily. They couldn't help but feel unlucky when they were sprayed with blood, and their hearts were even angrier at Guang Lingui's actions.

The little monk, whose body was splashed with blood, did not seem to notice the questioning of the crowd. At that time, he clasped his hands together and bowed to the wild boar with a pious expression.

"Since you have already eaten its flesh, why bother with it?"

"My Buddha is merciful. Good is good."

At that time, the surrounding people looked at the little monk in front of them, who seemed to have changed into another person. Thinking about his ruthless attack, the anger in their hearts suddenly dissipated.

It was replaced by a shiver that reached straight to the sky…

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