The years when I explored the fairyland

In two years, almost all the projects in Baisha City have been completed.

Taking advantage of the rapidly increasing population base and using corvee labor as a means, the government completed the reconstruction of the city center, the expansion of the docks outside the city, and the widening of roads within the city.

These projects have given Baisha City a completely new look and attracted many people to settle here.

To this day, these projects have almost been completed one after another. Only the construction of Xuanzhen Temple can only be regarded as just beginning.

On another hilltop behind Songfeng Mountain, a bluestone road has been built, and another hall is ready to be built.

The statues of gods enshrined in the main hall have been ordered, which are the three main gods of Taoism, also known as the "Sanqing Hall". There are many craftsmen busy here every day.

As for the ‘Patriarch Hall’ on Songfeng Mountain, it is a part not open to the public and is intended to enshrine the tablets of the ancestors of Xuanzhen Guan.

Now, there is only one, Xuanzhen Lao Dao!

When the old man was alive, he probably never imagined that he would have such a good reputation in his life.

And this main hall can be regarded as the highest place in Xuanzhen Temple at this stage, much higher than the previous 'Zhenwu Hall'.

Standing on the terrace of the main hall, looking around, you can see the mountains in the distance, surrounded by the jade belt made of Baisha River. Nearby, there is smoke from cooking, there are thousands of hectares of fertile fields, old farmers working hard, and shepherd boys riding bulls.

If you get closer and look down from a higher position, you can see that in the largest martial arts arena in Xuanzhen Temple, young people are practicing boxing and standing, sweating profusely.

In fact, every morning, Chu Zhou liked to stand here and watch the outer disciples of Xuanzhen Temple practice martial arts and strengthen their bodies.

Although there are no specific regulations, this has become the default morning class.

At this moment, Chu Zhou was standing on the terrace with his hands behind his back. Seeing the disciples practicing below, his thoughts were a little far away.

Fan Zhong walked slowly behind him and said, "Master of the temple, is someone here?"

"good!"

Chu Zhou turned around and walked into the Patriarch's Hall, and saw that there was already one more person in the hall.

His hair was disheveled, his face was covered, and he was wearing a gray robe, but it didn't fit him well and made him look unusually wide, highlighting his thin and shriveled appearance.

His back was slightly hunched, the cloth shoes on his feet had a big hole in them, and he was covered in dust. Before he even got close, there was a stench.

To be honest, at first glance, Chu Zhou failed to recognize that this was the Wenxiangguan steward who was calm, restrained, and behaved in a measured manner. After a closer look, he only felt that there was a slight resemblance.

Until he raised his head slightly, lifted his hair, and revealed his face...

Chu Zhou was startled and his eyebrows stood up: "Brother Hao, what are you doing?"

On Hao Songqing's face, there were several interlaced knife marks, some deep and some shallow, with fresh flesh and blood rolling around in some places, making it completely impossible to see his original appearance.

"Although Ba Zong despises Wenxiangguan, he still pursues the top brass of Wenxiangguan. My face is too conspicuous, so that's all I can do."

Hao Songqing's voice was a little hoarse, and his whole person looked more decadent. There was not much anxiety and fear in his eyes, but more of defeat!

A defeat that has lost all hope!

Chu Zhou asked the most critical question: "What about Master Zhou? How is he doing now?"

Hao Songqing shook his head: "I don't know!"

"you do not know?"

"I left before the war. I left early according to the master's order."

After a pause, he looked a little hesitant, but he still said: "The master was a breakthrough master a year ago. He didn't even think he could succeed, but he did.

But even martial arts masters have strengths and weaknesses. "

"Although I didn't know until later that the black-faced centipede Yan Xiuyuan came from Ba Zong, but I think the master is definitely his opponent."

"However, based on my understanding of the master, he will not retreat. With so many disciples of Wenxiang Temple, he will never take a step back.

Even if he couldn't win, he would look for an opportunity to seriously injure Yan Xiuyuan, or even if he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he would appear on the battlefield as long as he had a breath. "

"He will never let his followers feel cold, so I think the master is either dead or someone saved him.

But in Tianquan County, it is almost impossible to save people from the hands of martial arts masters. "

Chu Zhou looked at him seriously and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I want the master to be alive more than anyone else, but there is a high probability that he is already dead!"

"Dead?"

Chu Zhouchang sighed, his expression a bit tangled and sad. After a moment of silence, he looked at Hao Songqing again and asked, "Then why is Brother Hao here?"

"Seeking asylum, the master said that only Taoist Master Chu can protect me. Besides, I am here to deliver a message to the master."

Chu Zhou's eyes narrowed: "Send a message?"

"Deliver the letter!!!"

Hao Songqing responded and stretched out his hand. You could see that his hands were full of dust and his fingernails were still filled with mud.

He did not take the letter immediately, but lifted up his clothes to expose the clean areas inside, wiped his hands vigorously, and rubbed them,

After wiping his hands as clean as possible bit by bit, he took out the sealed letter from the crack of his chest, held it in both hands, and handed it to Chu Zhou.

Chu Zhou reached out to take it, feeling the thickness of the letter, but he did not open it immediately. Instead, he raised his head slightly, looked at Hao Songqing and asked, "Is this letter written by Zhou Guanzhu?"

Hao Songqing seemed to understand Chu Zhou's confusion and said: "The letter was written a long time ago. The master asked me to take it out and deliver it before he met the enemy."

Chu Zhou looked relieved and said, "In that case, Uncle Fan?"

"Guanzhu, am I here?"

"Let's take Butler Hao to wash up first, put some good medicine on the wound, and eat some food. I'll finish reading this letter before we talk about anything else, okay?"

He said this to Fan Zhong and also to Hao Songqing. Hao Songqing didn't say much, nodded, turned around and left with Fan Zhong.

Chu Zhou was holding the letter and looked a little more serious. He raised his head slightly and saw the memorial tablet of Master Xuanzhen standing alone in the hall of the Patriarch.

After a slight hesitation, Chu Zhou put down the letter, took three more sticks of incense, lit them, bowed, and inserted them into the incense burner again.

Then, he picked up the letter, walked to the futon nearby and sat down. He stretched out his hand and cut the envelope open with a sharp force.

He took out the paper, unfolded it, sat up slightly and took a closer look.

"Little friend Chu Zhou, you can see the words as well as the face.

When I wrote this letter, I didn't want you to see it. If you saw it, it's very likely that I would be dead! "

With just these words, Chu Zhou's eyes became a little more solemn and a little surprised.

Because, if it wasn't for the suspicion, it was because Zhou Wu had already anticipated his own outcome.

Looking down again, I saw the letter written on the paper: "I remember having a conversation with you in the Zhenwu Palace before the battle with the Yunya Sword Sect.

I told you that Kou Wulie, the master of Husha Pavilion, and I have a half-master friendship, but the Tingfenglou killer who massacred Husha Pavilion was hired by me and Yunlie.

This is not a lie, but it is only part of the truth.

More specifically, for example, I once cooperated with the Pure World Red Lotus Society and arranged an assassination in Baisha City. The person who died was my only son Zhou Chongwen.

For example, Zhou Chongwen is not my only son, but my adopted son. I gave him a superior life and unscrupulous confidence in order to make him an obvious target and the final sacrifice.

Another example is that I had an encounter with Xiahou Yajun, one of the saints of Xuanyue Sect, and asked her to take action at the expense of Wenxiang Temple being included in Xuanyue Sect.

Therefore, during that battle, the Yunya Sword Sect would be attacked by the Desire Demons and ignite the sky-burning fire, which disturbed the hearts of the Yunya disciples.

So, this is all my calculation and my plan.

In fact, this sect war that affected the entire Tianquan County was a trick carefully designed by me.

Of course, I prefer to call it, revenge! "

Seeing this, Chu Zhou couldn't help holding his breath, and felt his palms becoming sweaty.

If everything said in this letter is true, Zhou Wu is so terrible, not only his martial arts, not just his calculation of people's hearts, but also his belief in revenge and his persistence are terrible.

Chu Zhou was stunned to think of what a certain saint said: revenge for ten lifetimes can only be repaid!

At this point in the letter, the first page was gone. Chu Zhou put the page down, wiped the sweat on his palms, and continued reading.

"I have talked with you about my past, but only I can feel the past the most.

Therefore, when the Wenxiang Temple is gone, I most want to re-establish the Wenxiang Temple; when the master and uncle die, I must make certain people pay the price and let a certain sect disappear from the world.

This is my revenge and my obsession. I live for it and fight for it all my life.

Therefore, I can have no scruples, I can collude with evil spirits and heretics, and I can not care about anyone's life or death. "

"But occasionally, I will think of Master's teachings. He once said that people's hearts should be good, and sometimes they think the good is small and don't do it, and sometimes they think the evil is small and do it.

But my revenge has implicated too many innocent people. I can still give money and various benefits to those in the martial arts world to make up for it, but what about the ordinary people who died in vain?

Occasionally, I still think of the days when I went out with my uncle.

Wenxiang Guan was very poor back then, and the money earned from making incense was not much left except for the members of the Yunya Sword Sect and gangs.

But the uncle still hated to see the poor people suffering from cold and hunger, and always liked to use his few remaining copper coins to buy food for them.

I hate it when my uncle does this because I always don’t have enough to eat.

But if I think about it carefully, if my uncle was not such an uncle, I would have been the first to starve to death in that poor family. "

"So, I must take this revenge, but I am also guilty of many people!!!"

"I actually understand the madness of the Pure World Red Lotus Society and the unscrupulousness of the Xuanyue Sect better than anyone else. The consequences of colluding with them are endless perdition and never-ending killing.

I don't like this! "

"I also know the behavior of the Overlords. They are used to being domineering and never care about the so-called evidence or the rules of the world.

As long as they feel threatened, they are accustomed to using the most direct way to solve the problem. "

"Actually, I have too many ways to quietly use the Xuanyue Sect to provide support, making it impossible for the Yunya Sword Sect to stand up.

But I chose the most direct and stupidest method.

I asked Xiahou Yajun to massacre the Yunya Sword Sect's station under the eyes of King Ba Zong Gongye during the great war. "

"And this is the ending I chose for Wenxiangguan, and it is also the ending I chose for myself."

"I can die, and the inheritance of Wenxiang Guan can be destroyed, but the innocence of Wenxiang Guan must remain in the world."

At this moment, Chu Zhou jumped up like a spring. While looking at the letter in his hand, his face was full of shock, and he could only keep cursing.

"Holy shit, shit, shit..."

"Is this really true? Is this really true?"

The second chapter is here. This chapter is the final chapter of Zhou Wu. I think the character image has been established after this chapter.