The monk who is going to cross me is bent

After telling Yu Yu to do a few things for him, Chi Wang set off on the road again alone.

He listened to the guidance of the system, quietly obeyed her instructions, and obediently rushed to the location of the special mission target before March [-]th.

At noon on the fourth day of March.

There was a hill ahead, and Chi Wang stopped in front of the hill.

There are two roads under his feet.

The system said straightly: "Please take the road on the left and go to the location of the special mission as soon as possible."

Chi Wang nodded, indicating that he knew, and then set foot on the road on the right.

"...Yuchi Wang, you are deviating from the location of the special mission."

Chi Wang's expression was relaxed. Hearing this, he quickened his pace, but walked further and further on the road on the right.

The system was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "If you can't successfully treat the mission target according to the regulations before the ugly time of March 5th, I will deduct [-]% of your strength without mercy."

"Congratulations, I am getting closer and closer to zero." Chi Wan's tone was flat, "Then, I hope you can achieve your wish."

The cold female voice finally stopped.

There was a smile on Chi Wang's face, and he ran on the wrong road.

Chi Wang ran at full speed, and there was only an afterimage in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Even if I only have 1% of my internal energy left..."

The wind whistled in his ears, and because of his fast running, there was a strong wind around Chi Wang, and he added the second half of the sentence softly, "So what? I have lived for so many years... I have never relied on martial arts."

A day later, at noon on the fifth day of March.

Chi Wang, who hadn't slept all night, squatted in front of a spring, drank some clear spring water with his hands.

The spring water is blue, reflecting the pure clouds in the sky, as well as the indigo-colored mountain peaks not far away.

Panshan is close at hand.

It takes less than half an hour to walk from here.

On the contrary, Chi Wang was not in a hurry.

He has seen it, and his wish has been fulfilled.It's not really necessary to go past.

For his mood, it is not appropriate to use the phrase "feeling timid near the hometown", because Panshan has never been his "hometown".

Chi Wang's expression was more silent than before, he squatted in front of this Wangqing spring, staring at the reflection of the mountain in the water as if in a daze.

Panshan Mountain is a mountain with strange and steep scenery. Although it is not a famous scenic spot, it is also quite interesting.

It used to be a blessed place where many practitioners gathered, and I don't know when a Buddhist temple was built on the top of the mountain.

This Buddhist temple was also a famous temple in the past, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims, who could line up for a mile. Devoted men and women came here admiringly from all over the country, and the incense was very prosperous.

Just 700 years ago, there was a thunderstorm in the middle of the night, and a cloud of thunder fell, hitting the temple and the temple. A fire broke out in the Buddhist temple, and the fire was very violent.

It rained continuously that night, but even the heavy rain could not put out the fire.

Everyone said that this thunder came from an evil way.

The fire burned for several days until it burned the entire temple until there was nothing left to burn, and finally stopped.

Thunder and fire fell from the sky on the ground of the Buddhist temple, which means extremely unknown.

The temple was completely destroyed, and the monks abandoned the temple and left.

No believers are willing to pay for the reconstruction of the unknown Buddhist temple on Panshan Mountain. For hundreds of years, this Buddhist temple has been abandoned like this.

The famous temple on the top of the mountain has become the scenery of yesterday. The beams in the temple collapsed, and the temple was turned into plaster again, ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.

Today's Panshan Mountain is just an ordinary mountain, and no one still remembers its story and scenery back then.

No one remembers those practitioners who were once famous all over the world on Panshan Mountain.

Chi Wan sighed.

Two hours later, it was almost evening.

He finally stopped at the foot of Panshan Mountain.

In today's Panshan, there are only some farmers who have lived here for generations, diligently planting the land, supporting their families and earning a living.

There was a spring rain yesterday, and when Chi Wang was on his way, he was drenched in the rain all night.This spring rain is not friendly to those who are on the road, but it is a great event for farmers.

The mud and water on the road mixed together and became muddy. The road was very difficult to walk, and the wind penetrated into the clothes against the neck, and it was colder than before.

He stared at Panshan in front of him intently, as if he had nothing else to ask for just looking at it from afar.

He stood there for a long time until a nearby farmer spotted him.

A peasant boy ran across the field stepping on the mud with his bare feet, and saw people at the bottom of the mountain.

The child ran far away in fear, and found his mother: "Mother, look, that young man is a monster!"

The woman slapped the child on the head violently: "What nonsense are you talking about? Keep your voice down, let people hear you, be careful and come over and hit you!"

The woman turned her head carefully and looked around, seeing that there was no movement in Chi Wan, she thought that after all it was so far away, she would not hear her children's nonsense, so she was relieved.

She disciplined her son well and sent him to accompany his grandfather, but she still became curious.

She deliberately passed by the field next to her, not too close or far away, and took a look at Chi Wang.

Just looking at it, the woman was taken aback, this young man looks so handsome!

The woman stared at him in amazement for a long time. Seeing that Chi Wang didn't respond, she walked away at every step, but she also murmured in her heart-what did this little boy come to their remote place at noon alone?

Looking at Pan Shan's expression, he was even more focused as if possessed by a demon, which made her dare not go up to talk to her.

When she returned home, she saw her old man walking out holding her son's hand, and hurried over to help her: "Old man, it has just rained and the road is very difficult, why did you come out?"

The old man trembled and said: "Daughter-in-law, can you see that person standing over there?"

The woman blushed: "It's a young man with white skin, big eyes, and a high nose bridge. He doesn't look like our people, but... he was born very well!"

The child said nervously: "Grandpa, why don't you go and see the person over there? Is it the young man in the story you told me before?"

The woman didn't respond for a while: "What?"

"Mother, have you forgotten? Grandpa said that when he was young, he once saw a good-looking young man with a big medicine box on his back, standing at the foot of Panshan, looking at Panshan motionlessly."

The woman didn't take it seriously: "When your great-grandfather was your age, it was a hundred years ago! How could the young man standing at the foot of the mountain looking at the mountain be the same?"

The child was not convinced: "Grandpa, you told me that when you saw him when you were young, it was always around the Qingming Festival in early spring... Isn't that the time now?"

"That young man was good-looking, but his expression was numb. He didn't speak, eat or drink. He just looked up at the mountain and stood almost in the same position as now, but his body didn't move. He stood there for several days, talking to him. I don't care, the behavior is very strange."

The back of the woman was a little chilled, she reached out and took the shovel into her hand, and said in a stern voice, "This is a bit wicked! Son, go into the house with your great-grandfather quickly, don't run out! I'll go to the field to kill the men Get it back, here we come to goblins!"

The old man glanced at Chi Wang from a distance.

"My daughter-in-law, help...help me."

The woman said nervously, "Old man, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to see... that young master at the foot of the mountain."

The author has something to say: Ezuo: Xiaochi, you have been treated as a goblin, how do you feel when you interview me?

Chi Wang: ...Why is it you every time in the small theater?I don't want to see you anymore.

Ezuo: Because no one else has appeared on stage yet, I am the only one who chatted awkwardly with you.

Chi Wang narrowed his eyes: After killing you, can you change someone?

Ezuo: ...a long life!My protagonist is rebelling!