Traveling through the troubled world

At this time, Wu Zhen from Guangling Palace spoke, "Actually, I found that last night when everyone acted separately, it was also very effective. Why don't we still spontaneously form a team and move forward from different directions like last night? It is a safer approach. In fact, we all have our own strengths, and sometimes a unified action may not be able to bring out everyone's strengths, and the effect may not be better than acting separately. What do you think?"

Generally, when someone puts forward some opinions, they always ask Zhang Wuan what to do, but this Wu Zhenque asked all of them directly, which is actually ignoring Zhang Wuan's final decision-making power in disguise.

In normal times, the elders who are more delicate than the little girls must be aware of something, but it's a pity that their minds are full of treasures waiting for them to pass.

Hearing that Wu Zhen's words were beneficial to them, he immediately nodded in agreement.Anyway, the benefits of continuing like this must belong to Zhang Wuan, and only by "going it alone" can he get good things.So one by one immediately joined in, but Mai Weifeng, Wei Su and others did not show enthusiasm.

Zhang Wu'an looked coldly at these people who were obsessed with money, and complained in his heart, after all, they were all great sects in the Central Plains, as if he hadn't seen anything good in eight lifetimes?Wouldn't it be a joke if people from the Moon Worship Sect saw this?Before he even made a move, he lost his momentum.

"Since everyone agrees that it's better to act separately, I will naturally not force them to act together. It's just that if you encounter danger during the separation process, don't say that Zhang will not save you when you go back."

Seeing Zhang Wu'an's half-smile, everyone was taken aback for a moment, almost forgetting that Zhang Wu'an will be the leader when they come out this time, not only because of the Wubei Building behind him, but also because of his legendary martial arts skills. Because it is no longer under ten thousand and one inseparable.

Having this person by their side would guarantee their safety, but if they separated, if something happened to them, Zhang Wuan would not be able to save them. After all, they were the ones who proposed to separate and It wasn't that Zhang Wu'an didn't want to take them with him.

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly quieted down. While they were thinking about their own safety, they also had to think about whether they would offend Zhang Wuan by saying this. It would be hard to say if Wubeilou held a grudge.

Seeing everyone looking at each other in dismay, Zhang Wu'an smiled kindly again, "Everyone is not new to the rivers and lakes, and you are all top figures in the sect. I believe that you must have the ability to protect yourself, so you don't need Zhang to worry about it. And maybe We can gain even more by acting separately. I think this way, let’s set a date, ten days later, no matter how much information we have, we will directly return to the place where the large team is stationed.”

Wu Zhen of Guangling Palace frowned slightly, "Ten days is not enough, judging from the news received by Shenji Valley. From here to the hinterland of the Moon Worship Sect, and then back to the station, this is just consumed on the road There are as many as six or seven days, and there is no time left to inquire about the news."

"We just want to find out the basic information, not to find out all the eighteen generations of his ancestors." Zhang Wu'an narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Don't forget that our main purpose is to collect information so that the brigade can make good arrangements and deployments. It’s not just relying on a few of us to directly teach people to worship the moon. If anyone thinks they have the ability, don’t stop them. We will gather in ten days and leave after a day’s rest. We won’t wait for those who don’t come.”

The words have already been said for this sake, and there is no need for anyone to be hypocritical.Zhang Wuan packed up his things and set out on the road alone.Still wearing the businessman's attire, revealing the meaning of a wandering poet.This way is also in line with his young age, not the kind of businessman who will plunge headlong into the smell of money.

Zhang Wuan sighed while leading the horse, if only his bloody BMW was not so conspicuous, he would not have to walk on the wet grass by himself, but could ride the horse leisurely.

Now the horse he is leading is bought randomly on the road, and it is a little better than ordinary ones, but it still can't adapt to the humidity of the southern border. Look at the way it pulls its head, it is estimated that it will go straight to the front legs when it goes up together. Lie down and have an intimate contact with the earth.

If it weren't for Zhang Wu'an's special affection for animals, he wouldn't still be holding the horse, but would just throw it away in the woods.

Qing Tan on his shoulder lightly licked Zhang Wuan's earlobe, as if he could sense his bad mood, so he comforted him in his own way.

According to the map in memory, he walked for more than three days, until Zhang Wu'an felt that he had read it wrong or remembered it wrong, and finally heard something unusual.

He thought he was going wrong, not only did he not meet the businessman who was looking for treasure deep in the hinterland, nor did he see anything related to the Moon Worship Sect.

Although the sound of blowing, blowing and beating is faint, it can be concluded that this is indeed a sound that only humans can make, not the singing of flowers, birds and insects that he is used to hearing along the way.

He continued walking in the direction of the sound, and saw several businessmen along the road. At the source of the sound, he saw a group of people in white coats.

White flags, paper money, and funeral music, needless to say, Zhang Wuan also knew that he had encountered a funeral procession.Judging by their attire, they should be locals from southern Xinjiang. Unexpectedly, although there is a huge gap in living habits, they are quite similar to the Central Plains in terms of funeral ceremonies.

Zhang Wu'an walked up to a young businessman who had stopped, and asked if the mourners lived nearby.

The young businessman clasped his hands and rubbed his thumbs against each other. He was dressed in a robe of royal blue satin fabric, showing that he was very expensive. Looking at the sword hanging by his side, the scabbard had signs of wear and tear from long-term use, and his feet were steady. Is a practicing family.No wonder no bodyguards were hired to protect them.

As if infected by the sorrow of mourning, the expression on the young businessman's face was a little solemn, "This is my first time in southern Xinjiang. I don't know if it's from someone nearby, but I don't think it's too far away. I heard that When someone in a family in southern Xinjiang dies, they always find a place with good geomantic omen in the nearby mountains to make an acupoint."

Zhang Wuan nodded, "Although there are poisons everywhere in southern Xinjiang, after all, it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, so it is not difficult to find a place with good geomantic omen. An old woman was walking beside the coffin, and she said "old man" and another "" The old man "crying loudly, presumably the one in the coffin is her husband. Weeping so terribly, it is because of the deep love between husband and wife."

"So what about deep love? In the end, Yin and Yang are separated, and we can't even go together if we want to." The young businessman seemed to express his feelings, and said in a deep voice, "Actually, the one who stays is the most unfortunate one. Not only does he have to bear the pain of losing his beloved Pain, and continue to live alone for the sake of the younger generation. The longing for the dead will make people hurt to the bone during the long night."

Zhang Wu'an was not talking, and he didn't know if he heard the young businessman's words. Anyway, his eyes followed the funeral procession, watching them listen to a small hill not far away, and there was a piece of it that had already been dug up. cemetery.

Set up the tribute table, light incense and candles, and have everything from chicken, duck and fish to the family.The coffin was temporarily placed on a shelf at one side, and a delicate glass bottle was placed under it, with a white candle burning inside.

There was a copper basin right in front of the coffin. After the elderly, elders, young people, and children offered incense and kowtowed their heads in sequence, two children, a man and a woman, took over the duties of the adults beside the copper basin and burned paper money there voluntarily.

Children do not know sorrow.The elders who cry bitterly in their eyes are strange.They know that someone has died, but they don't understand the reason for the grief.I only know that this is a difficult opportunity to ignite without being scolded by the elders.

When they experience this kind of thing as elders many years later, they will not remember today's ignorance.

Zhang Wu'an's eyes turned to the old woman who was holding the coffin and crying bitterly.Southern Xinjiang has its own dialect, and the old man's words are even more out-and-out vernacular. Apart from the three words "old man", Zhang Wu'an can't understand anything, but this does not prevent him from feeling the old man's emotion from the tears on his face. sad.

After thinking about it, Zhang Wu'an took out a pen and paper, tore off a small piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, and asked Qingtan to take it back to Wan Teng Buli.

This is definitely an irrational move.

Qingtan is his trump card, used to deal with unexpected dangers.But at this moment, he had to pass this note to Wan Teng Buli, and he really wanted to know Wan Teng Buli's answer.

Zhang Wu'an knew that he was self-willed again, since he was with Wan Teng, he couldn't count how many times he had been self-willed.It's as big as giving up the chance to return to the original world and this adventure and letting Qingtan go back just to bring Wan Qibuli a problem, as small as helping that man clear and consolidate power from the moment he entered Wubeilou, and many others More than he can count.

After the note was tied, the little guy yelled at Zhang Wuan, as if saying goodbye, turned around and ran away.Zhang Wuan wasn't worried at all whether Qing Qingtan would be able to leave this dangerous southern border, the little guy's current strength was not much worse than his own, and this mutated ability was really amazing.

In addition, Zhang Wu'an's technique was fast enough, even if these small movements were done under the eyes of another person, the other person didn't notice much.

The funeral ceremony over there seems to have come to an end, and between whistling and whistling, an old man in a bright yellow coat like a Taoist priest was humming and singing, his voice was fuzzy and it was in a dialect, so it was hard to hear what he was saying What.

The young businessman didn't seem to intend to watch any more, the cries of the old and the young made him frown constantly.He turned his head to look at Zhang Wu'an, "Is this brother willing to go with me? You and I are alone, and it's safer to go with you. Judging from your bearing, you should also be a martial artist."

Zhang Wu'an smiled, and dodged those people, unexpectedly there was another one waiting for him here.However, this person seems to be cold-tempered, and his kung fu is also good, maybe he can really help a little at a critical time.The most important thing is that this person should not hold him back.