night.
Zhao Yan and Axing sat on the roof of the wine shop, looking at the scattered lights in the valley and talking.
Fortunately, the moonlight is clear tonight, and Qixia Town can be seen clearly by the moonlight alone.
This is a rift valley between mountains. It has been weathered for many years and gradually formed a huge valley that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
Eighty percent of the residents live in wooden houses on the mountain platform, with a few living on the top.
There are many platforms of different heights on both sides, and traffic mainly relies on five vine bridges.
At the bottom of the valley is a river that is not rapid. According to Axing, the source of the river is a huge waterfall of considerable size.
But the water has been diverted away, so here in Qixia Town, the water flow becomes gentle.
The wine shop is located on the right side of the rift valley. It is the third platform from the top to the bottom, and there are six platforms of different sizes further down.
It's not a big place, with less than twenty families living here.
They were all prominent figures in the world back then, but now they have become hunters and farmers in Qixia Town...
For example, counting from the left along the liquor store, you will find the sixth wooden house.
There lived a middle-aged man named Ding Peng.
When he was young, he once dominated the world and mastered the "Magic Sword" to challenge the world's masters.
But after Qin was defeated by one man, he became disheartened and finally lived in seclusion in Qixia Town with his wife Qingqing.
They go hunting and fishing every day, and they also cultivate a small piece of farmland on the top of the mountain. The couple is harmonious.
Compared with most of the lonely people in the town, Ding Peng and his wife are one of the few relatively happy families.
Ah Xing continued to talk to Zhao Yan about various things in the town.
Zhao Yan listened, then suddenly pointed to the end of the town and the red patch at the mouth of the valley and asked:
"What is that place?"
"Where is it?"
Upon hearing this, Ah Xing quickly raised his head and looked towards where Zhao Yan was pointing.
"Oh, you mean Rongtian Ridge."
"Our Qixia Town has a special location. To the north is the Ming Dynasty, to the west is the Tang Dynasty, and to the south is Dali."
"That's the entrance to Rongtian Ridge. The entire mountain range is red, leading to the South China Sea."
"But we generally can't go there, otherwise we will break the rules of the town."
Rongtian Ridge…
Zhao Yan smiled helplessly.
Huo Qubing met here about three months later.
what happened!
Did he already know that I would be sent here?
This feeling of being plotted against at every turn...
not too good.
"What about you, why do you come to live here?"
Zhao Yan turned his head and looked at Ah Xing curiously.
If the people in the town have different origins.
Then he is really too ordinary.
Not only does his whole body lack any inner strength, he also looks very ordinary.
Ah Xing was a little shy, smiled and scratched his head.
"I have wanted to be a hero since I was a child. I have been mischievous in the village. I think a hero is the kind of person who carries a sword and goes around doing chivalry and justice. I have always admired him."
"Then one day, the village disappeared. My friends and I were lucky enough to go to the mountains to escape the disaster."
His tone was calm, but what he was talking about was the life and death of losing his home.
Although countries have ceased war, among the people, banditry still exists in many places.
If the people are lucky and meet an official who cracks down on bandits, then it is not dangerous to live outside the city.
But if you are not lucky enough to meet a county magistrate who does not do practical things, you can only see who will be lucky.
Ah Xing is obviously very lucky, but those villagers are not so good.
"There is a hero in the town, nicknamed the cold-faced King of Hell Jia Qian. He is a well-known chivalrous person in our area."
"We wanted to take revenge, so we went to the town overnight to beg the hero to bring justice to us, but in the end..."
Speaking of this, his teeth tightened significantly, but his expression was still indifferent and a little numb.
"As a result, we were lying on the wall and saw the most beautiful young lady in the village being tied up in the Najia Hero Courtyard..."
"She had something stuffed in her mouth. When she saw us, her eyes widened and she shook her head desperately."
"That's when I realized that the hero who was promoted in the song to reward good and punish evil was actually the boss of those bandits."
Zhao Yan listened to him quietly, the corners of his mouth turning down helplessly.
This kind of thing is not uncommon in Kyushu, and it can even be said that many places are accustomed to this kind of thing.
If it weren't for the collusion between officials and bandits, or if it wasn't for the collusion between squires and thieves, it might be for reputation or for political achievements.
If a hero who is seeking fame colludes with gangsters, the consequences will be the least serious.
She wanted to comfort Ah Xing, but thinking about his appearance, he was probably too numb to need comfort.
"I was so scared that I left my friends and ran away..."
"After that, I wandered for a while and hung out in a Beggar Clan for a few months. I heard about this place."
"Thinking that there are so many martial arts heroes here, there will always be someone who can help me get revenge, so I came here alone."
"In the end, this is what it is now..."
Axing shrugged, spread his hands and looked at Qixia Town at night.
"There are no heroes, they are just a group of people living their lives."
"Hero... Jianghu is dead, what do you want me to do?"
He is just a little guy, he doesn't understand martial arts and has never read a book.
But during his days in the Beggar Clan, he saw the microcosm of the entire world.
Everyone is trying to fool around, trying to fool around with worldliness and wealth and reputation.
They only do things that are beneficial to themselves, seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and are full of selfishness.
There is no more so-called perseverance, there is no more perseverance, no matter how many thousands of people have passed away, no more persistence in remembering the original intention.
"Then why don't you find someone to teach you martial arts, get out from here, and become the hero in your heart?"
Zhao Yan partially agreed with what Ah Xing said, but he did not fully accept it.
At least he doesn't think Jiang Hu is dead...
Under the Kyushu martial arts forest where no stars can be seen, there must be someone walking in the dark night.
"You think I don't want to, but practicing martial arts is too difficult. Not to mention the physical pain, talent, strength and understanding are all indispensable."
"The shopkeeper said that with my conditions, I can only train to the seventh level at most, which is too much for me as a militia instructor."
He shook his head and sighed, frowning.
At the seventh level, he can't even master Hua Jin. This has nothing to do with Gen Gu's talent. It's entirely due to his low understanding.
Zhao Yan snickered, secretly glad that he was a bug.
There is probably no one in the world who can practice martial arts more easily than him.
"There are so many immortal masters living in this small town. If I could get their martial arts secrets, it would be great to just take a look at them..."
No matter how many secret books Tingchao Pavilion collects...
That's just quantity, but in Qixia Town, the quality is high.
At dawn, the people walking on the road are not people, but a group of walking secrets!
"You want to see it."
Axing chuckled and leaned over.
"That's not easy. Uncle Ding's book "Magic Sword Slash" is just the foot of the table in his house."
"One book is not high enough, and there is a book on top of it that is so big..."
Heaven and earth join forces to conquer Yin and Yang, the endowment of great sorrow…
Zhao Yan swallowed.
Greedy.
