Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

The creaking bullock cart moved forward slowly.

Li Huowang and his party followed Niu Tou and continued to move forward.

Some of their luggage was placed on several oxcarts, and everyone felt more relaxed and no longer looked as haggard as before.

These new tools were bought by Sun Baolu when he passed by a town before.

After all, we will continue to travel in the future, and this necessary tool is still indispensable.

Jinshan Xun was still carrying his bamboo basket, humming a song at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the lush grass around him made him feel much better.

You can't see such beautiful scenery in the hinterland of Houshu, but it looks like it's coming soon.

He opened his map again and rechecked his current location.

Well... after a few more days of walking, we should be able to pass the border.

He put away the map again, clasped his hands and congratulated Li Huowang: Master, you will be released soon. Congratulations.

As long as you leave the customs and enter the Qingqiu realm, everything will be fine.

Li Huowang, who was reading The Book of Deception, raised his head to look at him, then resumed reading.

Where are you going? Are you going to follow us through Qingqiu to Liangguo?

No, I won't go to Qingqiu. I will go back after I see you all at the pass.

Go back? Where are you going? Are you not afraid of being caught?

Jinshan smiled confidently. It doesn't matter, I can still protect myself as an old man.

Li Huowang looked at the person in front of him again, feeling that he was bragging.

I was so frightened by the bandits before that I almost peed my pants, but now I started pretending again.

While the two were chatting, a village appeared in front of them.

They didn't all go in, but Jinshan and Li Huowang went to buy grain.

The two of them are not too eye-catching, and Qi Jinshan is looking for someone with good eloquence, which is suitable for dealing with farmers who are hostile to outsiders.

Li Huowang did not plan to stop here. He planned to cross Houshu as soon as possible after replenishing food along the way.

Although this is more tiring, it doesn't matter so much when there are pursuers behind.

As soon as he entered the village, Li Huowang smelled a unique stench.

He followed the smell and saw a pigsty, a pigsty built under the house.

Li Huowang's voice started to tremble when he saw what these black pigs were eating.

They...do they feed pigs like this here too?

Feeling moved by the scene, looking at the scene before him, he thought of Master Jingxin lying dead in the pig pen in Anci'an.

Huh? Why would a real person say that? Don't pigs be fed like this? That's why I never eat meat or pork, because both pigs and dogs are coprophagians.

Li Huowang quickly suppressed the emotions in his heart and turned to look at him.

What are you talking about? This is how other people feed pigs?

This is natural, it has been fed this way for thousands of years.

Jin Shanxian squatted down, picked up a stone, and started writing stroke by stroke on the soft soil.

He wrote the word 家 neatly, and even if the tool he used was a stone, the tool was very beautiful.

Home is the word he wrote.

Look, real person, the roof above is regarded as a house, and the pig below is regarded as a pig.

“If you put up the house and put down the pigs, it’s home.”

It can be seen from this word that at least since ancient times, people have been feeding dirt to pigs.

You can read the words to understand the meaning. In fact, if you think about it carefully, there are some things hidden in these words.

Looking at the word 家 on the ground, Li Huowang slowly knelt down and stroked it gently with his fingers.

So this is home... It seems that I misunderstood Master before.

Thinking of the previous bits and pieces, the corners of Li Huowang's eyes moistened slightly.

It used to be the only place where he could feel warmth in this crazy world, but that place no longer existed.

Real person? Jin Shan found that something was wrong with Li Huowang's mood and took a step back.

After getting along with him for so long, he had long realized that there was something strange. Although he had various magical powers, there seemed to be something wrong with this real person's brain.

Li Huowang touched the soil on the side with his fingers, buried the word home, and then stood up.

He looked directly at Jin Shanxun in front of him again, a very ordinary-looking old man.

My father, your identity is unusual, isn't it?

Ordinary people are not very literate, not to mention that the words he wrote with stones are so beautiful.

Jinshan is stuck there, balancing something.

I saved your life and you didn't even tell me this? Forget it. If you don't want to tell me, forget it. Go find a farmer to buy food.

Just when Li Huowang turned around and took a few steps, Jinshan's voice sounded from behind.

Forget it, there's no harm in telling the real person that the old man is actually a disciple of the Strategist family.

Advisor? Li Huowang turned around slowly and looked at him doubtfully. These three words were unfamiliar to him.

After revealing his identity, Jinshan became more energetic.

The four seasons open and close to transform all things vertically and horizontally, or unite all the weak to attack one strong one, this is vertical; or make one strong one attack all weak ones, this is horizontal. This is vertical and horizontal.

With Jinshan Zhao's constant explanations, Li Huowang also knew what the Strategist Family was.

To put it bluntly, they are special occupations that appear in many special circumstances in small countries.

In Jinshan's own words, it is wisdom and an indispensable counselor for every monarch.

Help the monarch to make plans and coordinate vertically and horizontally.

But from Li Huowang's understanding, he was a smart man who used his eloquence to jump around among small countries.

Knowing the overall situation, good at reasoning, good at eloquence, adapting to opportunities, wise and courageous, good at strategy, and able to make decisions, these are our disciples of Zongheng.

Seeing Jinshan looking like his tail was about to rise to the sky, Li Huowang interrupted.

You are so powerful. Why didn't you fight with that woman when you met her before?

Hearing this, Jinshan Zhao showed a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Hey~ As the saying goes, when a scholar encounters soldiers, it's hard to explain why, let alone the thieves of Hou Shu.

Haha Li Huowang turned around and walked towards the village, and Jinshan Xian quickly followed.

Zhenren, you know you can't trust me. But it doesn't matter, wait until Zhenren safely leaves the Kingdom of Shu before you can do your own business.

Lest the real person's location be revealed to me.

Since the real person saved my life, I will surely repay him with a spring. After I serve as a traveler in the Kingdom of Later Shu——

I've been working on it for a long time, but now you don't have a monarch, so aren't you a jobless vagrant now?

Come on, come on, when I turn over and become an official in Hou Shu, I will never forget the real person.

Okay, we'll talk about it then, but I guess I'll have arrived in Liang Country by then.

Everything was fine at first, but the relaxed chatting atmosphere between the two was interrupted when Li Huowang suddenly grasped the hilt of his sword.

Really... real person? Jin Shanxun followed Li Huowang's line of sight and saw several black pottery jars under the eaves, each with a big red blessing on it.