Journey To Longevity

The mountain road leading to the Taoist temple was more inclined than before, and the driver slowed down with a 'wow'.

The Temple of Longevity in the Mountain has been built for more than a hundred years. Its scale is among the largest in Gyeongju, covering an area of ​​tens of acres. Mu, and of course there are several fields under the mountain.

Otherwise, according to Zhang Shiping's investigation speed, he would not have spent most of the night searching all over the Taoist temple last night.

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Halfway up the mountain, there are continuous houses, and inside the Taoist temple, the light smoke of incense has risen up, and an old man in a washed white robe pushed the door out.

Lin Bo, the gatekeeper, opened the gate of the Taoist temple early. He first poured a copper pot of well water and put it on a small red stove to burn it. Then he picked up the broom to clean up the leaves and branches that had fallen last night.

"Limber."

"Limber."

A dozen or so people walked towards the door with big strides, and several of them greeted Lin Bo. This Lin Bo replied with a "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh",' he seemed to be a mute.

He has been doing errands in the Taoist temple for decades, and since the previous old temple master died, Lin Bo, the new temple master who succeeded him, felt something was wrong.

The dozen or so people who went out just now are all the confidantes of the new temple master. They wore dark blue Taoist robes and said they were Taoist priests, but Lin Bo shook his head. A water and land dojo or something.

But it has nothing to do with him, he is just a janitor, Lin Bo stared at the ground with half-drawn eyelids, the curly yellow and black fallen leaves on the slate, dead beetles, and ants that had come out early to feed, Lining up in a long queue, his hand, which was like dead bark, held a bamboo broom, and with one sweep, this small world was suddenly turned upside down.

The dozen or so people left the Taoist temple and got together with the carriage.

Zhang Shiping followed the pedestrian. After a cup of tea, the five carriages did not stop at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and they walked for a while until the mountain road was too steep for the carriages to go up, so they stopped.

The chariots and horses shouted: "Here we are."

The qi cultivator in green clothes and black round hat and the driver got out of the car.

Zhang Shiping stared blankly ahead, watching the ten or so men with fierce faces coming out of the Taoist temple and these grooms driving the carriages, pressing down the people who came down one after another from the carriages. Waist-high kids to adults.

The virgins and virgins who got out of the five carriages, timidly, were driven by those people into the woods one after another.

Some of these children were abducted by human traffickers, and some of them were sold because the family could not get rid of it. If you don't sell one, the whole family will starve to death. After selling, the whole family can survive for a while.

Xu San was in such a situation. His grandfather was ill at home, and he couldn't help it. The village landlord, Old Man Zheng, heard the news and immediately sent someone over to lend Xu San's family four or two or three dollars of medicine money. Sanjia's 70% of an acre of fine paddy fields was used as mortgage.

The originally agreed time was to pay back the money after the autumn harvest, but that year happened to be plagued by locusts and there was no harvest.

Not to mention that no one was saved, the paddy field of the Xu family's one-acre farmland seemed to be lost.

The old man Xu sat on the threshold of his broken thatched hut all night, he had no choice but to sell Xu San to Ren Yazi with red eyes.

After more than half a year, Xu San was bought by these people seven days ago, and finally came here.

Xu San silently followed these big guys who didn't look like good people. He didn't blame the old man Xu, nor did he hate the old man Zheng, the landlord, or the dentist. He just blamed himself for being illiterate and incompetent.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a little girl next to him who came out of the dental shop like him, wearing a sackcloth, tied with two braids, her body was dirty, there were a few grass roots in her hair, and her eyes were red. When he was about to cry, Yu San hurriedly covered the little girl's mouth.

There are a few other children who were so frightened that they couldn't help crying. If there was a big man with a bad temper next to him, he would slap him in the face. It seems that these people in the Taoist temple don't care whether these children are dead or alive. If you have a good temper, you don't care.

The big man next to Xu San in the blue sermon robe obviously had a bad temper. Seeing Xu San's restless movement, he slapped his mouth and spat at him. His big palm slapped him, and there was a faint sound of wind.

Xu San rolled on the ground a few times, got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a bit of stubbornness on his face.

Seeing Xu San's eyes staring at him, the big man became angry, rolled up his sleeves, slapped him twice, and kicked him again.

Another big man behind him urged him to hurry up, don't get in the way of others, the big man behind him might have a higher status, or his kung fu was better than him.

The big man in the blue sermon robe didn't kick and beat him anymore, he grabbed Xu San by the collar and threw him ~www.readwn.com~ into the crowd. up him.

Zhang Shiping hangs behind like a ghost, watching these people push the child into the cave.

There is a door at the entrance of the cave, and beside the wooden door there are about a dozen mortals with a little bit of mana on duty. Zhang Shiping's spiritual consciousness spreads over, and there are dozens of men, women, old and children locked inside, all listless and resigned to their fate.

After these people locked the group of children in, they went down the mountain. Zhang Shiping stared at the monk in Ge-colored clothes and black round hat, followed him down the mountain, and walked for dozens of miles, seeing that he was about to enter the city.

Zhang Shiping's figure was only a little faster, and when he was using his mana, a fiery red aura appeared in his palm. Zhang Shiping lightly recited a few formulas, and then opened his mouth, a cyan aura spit out from his mouth Finally, it merged with the fiery red aura, covering up the spiritual power fluctuations of the fiery red aura.

Zhang Shiping integrated the aura ball into the last carriage, and then watched the carriage enter the city.

The invisibility technique is actually not a real mind, he just hides his body, even Zhang Shiping can't disappear without a trace in the public. There were so many people at the city gate, Zhang Shiping didn't want to cause commotion if he was seen appearing suddenly, and if others were alerted, then he would have to act first.

Zhang Shiping can easily take down a monk with a sixth level of qi training, and he can also find out the news through soul searching, but this kind of cult has survived for so long under the noses of the major sects, so maybe the other party has some secrets It can prevent high-level monks from searching for souls.

Therefore, Zhang Shiping can only leave a mark on the carriage, and follow him after he enters the city, looking for clues.