i turned into a monster

Chapter 5 Re-entering Beijing Road

Bai Ze returned to the Sheriff's Mansion.

He went directly to Teng Zijing's study room, and found that his old buddy was writing with a brush.

"Dong dong dong."

Bai Ze tapped the floor a few times with his feet.

"Hehe, are you back?"

Teng Zijing put down the brush, smiled and looked at Bai Ze, and Bai Ze also looked at him and asked, "What are you writing?"

"Write a letter to a poor scholar in Dongyang County, tell him my study experience back then, and encourage him."

Teng Zijing put down the brush and said with a smile.

"The horse breeder?" Bai Ze asked.

"No, no, his surname is Ma." Teng Zijing said patiently.

One person and one dog can communicate without barriers, and Bai Ze didn't use words, but animal language.

Teng Zijing is very knowledgeable.

When he was young, he was full of righteousness, and after knowing his destiny at the age of 50, he could even understand the animal language of birds, beasts, insects and fish.

of course.

It is also possible that in order to be able to communicate with his good brother without barriers, he secretly went to learn the animal language from an expert.

"Bai Ze..."

Teng Zijing raised his head slowly, his eyes were deep and he said: "I feel that my time may be numbered."

"I have been worrying about the country and the people all my life. At this last moment, I want to do something I want to do. You can go with me."

After finishing speaking, his eyes showed nostalgia, and he said with a free and easy smile: "Even though I am getting old now, I am still the same student who was studying for the exam...Let's take the road of going to Beijing to catch the exam again."

Bai Ze was silent for a while, for some reason, he felt a little sour in his heart.

Begins with this road, ends with this road?

Finally, he nodded: "OK."

So, at dawn the next day, one person and one dog set off.

Teng Zijing left a letter in the study, telling the whole story, so that the family members should not worry.

……

It was raining lightly.

On the muddy mountain road, an old man with white beard and hair was carrying a bookcase made of bamboo on his back, holding a branch, and walking with difficulty.

Beside him, there is a big snow-white dog.

Now, this big dog is no longer spotless, but has mud on all four feet, looking a little embarrassed.

It was already innocent, but it restrained all the extraordinary, like an ordinary dog ​​walking in the mud with the old buddy.

Isn't he too?
Now you are a county guard, and you are old and frail, but you don't bring any entourage, and you go on your way with a bookcase on your back.

This is paying homage to their youthful dreams.

It is also a tribute to their lifelong friendship!

"Wang Wang!"

Bai Ze called twice, meaning, let me carry the bookcase.

"No need, I can still recite."

Teng Zijing was out of breath, but said with a smile: "A scholar, if he can't even carry a bookcase, how can he go to Beijing for the exam?"

Seeing this, Bai Ze didn't say anything, but slowed down.

One person and one dog, walking in the drizzle.

the next few days.

They turned over several mountains, crossed several rivers by ferry, and even paid the toll honestly when they crossed a pass.

Today they are not sheriffs, nor are they big monsters.

Finally, in the evening, they came to a dilapidated temple overgrown with weeds.

"Back here again..."

Teng Zijing looked at the dilapidated vermilion wall with a look of nostalgia on his wrinkled face.

Bai Ze also had complicated eyes.

68 years ago, it was here that he was almost roasted and eaten by a group of beggars, and it was the man next to him who saved him.

It's just that the young scholar at that time is now very old, and time is running out...

The most desolate, but things are different!
"Let's go to the Buddhist hall to hide from the rain, let's dry the clothes, you're getting wet too."

Teng Zijing said with a smile.

So, one person and one dog entered the Buddhist hall.

The door of the Buddhist hall disappeared many years ago, perhaps it was burned by passers-by as firewood.

Even the windows disappeared, and the cold wind came in from the outside, making a "whooping" sound.

The Buddha statue in the center of the Buddhist hall has long been covered with a layer of spider webs, and the paint has been severely peeled off, making it look mottled.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Teng Zijing took out a flint, picked up a few dead branches from a corner, and lit a fire.

These dry wood may have been brought by things like foxes and wolves. These wild animals like to find branches to make nests, but they don't stay in one place for long.

"Crackling..."

The fire was burning, and the dry wood inside burst and made a sharp sound, and a few sparks rose from the flames from time to time.

Teng Zijing took off his tattered scholar gown and baked it. As the water vapor evaporated, a tired look appeared on his face.

After all, at the age of 88, it is still too much to travel day and night like this.

"I'm going out to get something to eat."

Bai Ze said in a low voice.

"No need, there are two cold steamed buns in the bundle, you can eat them after toasting them."

Teng Zijing said with a smile.

Bai Ze hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

Ordinary people have an ordinary way of life, and in a poor life, there may be no spiritual comfort.

For this trip to the capital, if it is not necessary, he will not use the demon power.

It seems that the old man will not use his official status, nor will he use too much money.

They are retracing the old ways.

I am looking for my former self, and I am saying goodbye to each other. After all, this is the last time we will walk together in this life...

From now on, I will live in the world forever, seeing all the vicissitudes of life in the world, experiencing joys and sorrows, but... I will never see you again.

At this moment, several voices came.

"Hahaha, good luck this time!"

"Yeah, I found a pillow when I really wanted to sleep. This little thing probably weighs three to four catties, enough for us to beat our teeth."

"Quick, there's fire over there, let's go over there!"

I saw four or five beggars walking in, shoulder to shoulder, the leader holding a little black dog covered in mud.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

The little black dog struggled violently, but was held by the skin on the back of its neck, making it difficult to break free.

"This talented master, how about borrowing a fire?"

A beggar said politely.

In the mortal world where everything is inferior and only reading is high, the status of scholars is very high.

At least, the social status is relatively high.

Even bandits who block the road and rob, usually dare not rob the scholars who came to Beijing to rush for the exam, let alone these beggars.

"Are you going to roast this puppy?"

Teng Zijing asked.

"yes……"

A beggar said it as a matter of course, but the next moment, when he saw Bai Ze, he immediately knew that he had met a dog lover, and coughed dryly: "Ahem...We can't help it, we haven't eaten for several days."

Teng Zijing hesitated for a moment and said, "How much is this puppy, please sell it to me."

"If you want to buy it, five taels of silver."

The leading beggar said with a smile.

Teng Zijing frowned, how dare these people speak loudly?His whole body cost about three taels of silver.

Even if it is three taels of silver, it is not a small amount for ordinary people, and I am afraid that it will take two or three years to save.

"Master Xiucai, don't be angry. We don't mean to buy or sell by force. If you don't buy it, don't buy it. Let's borrow a fire, and when it's cooked, we can share a piece of meat with you."

The leading beggar smiled.

"Five taels is five taels, I bought it!"

At this moment, a young voice sounded.

Everyone looked towards the gate, and saw a gorgeously dressed young man leading a tall, somewhat scribbled book boy into the Buddhist hall.

(End of this chapter)