Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 45 Namo Mara Emperor
The woodcutter was right.
The two walked along the mountain road for twenty or thirty miles, and then they saw the outline of a market under the mountains in front of them.

Having been a "savage" for too long, he inevitably looked sloppy, so he tidied up his clothes and shoes to look somewhat decent.

The market is not large, with a long street of more than a hundred steps, lined with shops on both sides.

Most of the goods sold are leather and mountain products, or sold in restaurants and tea stalls.

The variety is quite complete.

The smiling vendor stopped the two of them.
"Tanghulu, freshly dipped Tanghulu! Sir, can you buy one for the child to try?"

"She won't eat."

The girl in the rag skirt came up with a basket of flowers.
"Camellias, freshly picked camellias this morning. Sir, please buy a bunch of them and take them home for your wife."

"Sorry, bachelor."

Walking slowly along the long street, Xu Zhiqiu turned away several vendors who approached him.

Lu Xueqi followed behind him obediently, never leaving his step.

"..."

She looked at Xu Zhiqiu's slightly furrowed brows, and even though she felt curious, she didn't dare to ask more questions.

"Boss, give me two bowls of sauerkraut, one large and one small."

"Okay, wait a minute."

In front of the restaurant, Xu Zhiqiu pulled Lu Yatou to sit down.

He looked around. Compared to other places, this place was quite deserted.

There were not many tables of diners.

The stall owner was very enthusiastic.

Soon two bowls of noodles were served.

Xu Zhiqiu signaled the little girl to eat first.

Then I asked the stall owner:

"Brother, how many years has this market been around?"

"How many years? That's hard to say..." The stall owner scratched his head, "About 20 to 30 years, right?"

"Is that so?" Xu Zhiqiu thought for a moment and suddenly asked again:

"When does the market open and when does it close?"

"It opens at 7:00 p.m. and closes after noon."

Xu Zhiqiu looked up at the sky. It was almost sun zenith.

He nodded, lowered his head and started eating noodles.

"Boss, give me a bowl of noodles, with more chili."

There was a crisp sound; it was the girl selling camellias landing at the next table.

"Boss, do you have any wine?"

"I'm sorry sir, no."

"Then give me a bowl of noodles."

The vendor selling candied haws sat down in the back.

Lu Xueqi was eating noodles with her head down when her eyes suddenly moved and she couldn't help but be distracted.

She looked around.

In just a short moment, the noodle stall, which was originally deserted, was filled with diners looking for food.

Look at how those people dress; they are all different.

There were merchants, farmers, women with long sleeves and good dancing skills, and children with their hair in buns.

Also, the woodcutter with an axe hanging from his waist and worn-out straw sandals on his feet…was sitting in front of her, grinning at her.

Lu Xueqi felt a tightness on the back of her neck for no reason.
Perhaps it was a coincidence. Looking at the arrangement of the seats of the surrounding diners, their table was vaguely surrounded in the middle.

Everyone seemed to be chatting and laughing, but from time to time someone would glance at them meaningfully.

The stall owner was so happy that he kept muttering "Business is good today..." while stretching noodles.

Lu Xueqi seemed to smell something unusual.

I couldn't help but look up at Xu Zhiqiu.

Xu Zhiqiu, however, looked calm and pressed his hand towards her.

"Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly."

"..."

Although I was confused, I could only suppress my temper.

The two of them ate very slowly, but the diners around them ate even slower.

Soon it was past noon and it was time to close the business.

The whole street became lively, and a number of merchants and vendors began to pack up their stalls.

Suddenly, one by one, they all started shouting:

"Hey! Why is it foggy?"

"Yeah, where does the fog come from in the middle of the day?" "What a damn weather!"

The whole street was covered with fog, with the mist rising from the ground and climbing up to people's thighs.

The fog grew thicker.

In a blink of an eye, the whole market became dim and blurry.

The sellers had to hurry to pack up their stalls, and the buyers were also in a hurry, causing the market to become a little noisy.

"Boss, check out."

Xu Zhiqiu slapped a handful of copper coins on the table.
"okay."

The stall owner groped over and touched the copper coins on the table. He was about to say "Welcome to visit us next time", but when he turned around, the big and the small were gone.

"Why are you so elusive..."

The stall owner complained and packed up his dishes, but when he turned around inadvertently, his expression suddenly changed.

"Fuck! Where are all the people?"

All around, fog enveloped the square tables, but the large group of guests who had just eaten were nowhere to be seen.

All ran away?
I haven’t paid yet!
He was so angry that he rushed to the side of the road, jumping up and down and yelling:
"You bastards, this bowl of noodles is a gift from me. Be careful not to choke to death!"

……

The fog seemed to be everywhere.
It’s just that in some places it is as thick as cotton wool, while in some places it is as thin as light smoke.

Outside the mountains,

The footsteps were hurried, but they were all hidden in the bushes, rocks and weeds on both sides of the road.

They cannot be seen with the naked eye and can only be spotted through the stirred mist.

On the loess road, two people, one big and one small, held hands and walked forward calmly.

He seemed to be unconcerned about what was happening on both sides.

Until a hatchet brought a strong wind, split the earth three feet deep, and suddenly threw it into the ground.

This blocked the two's way.

In the mist, in front, behind, on both sides of the road...

"Ah."

"hey-hey."

"Giggle cluck..."

The sounds of sneer, giggles, and mockery echoed simultaneously from all directions.

In front of us, the woodcutter appeared.

In the back, the Camellia Girl stands gracefully with a flower basket.

On both sides of the road,
The candied haws vendors, the farmers carrying hoes, the merchants carrying abacus, scholars, children... all kinds of strange people showed up.

It was as if a group of ghosts floated out of the mist, surrounding Xu Zhiqiu and the other person.

I don't know who started complaining:
"How many people did the sect deploy just to catch this brat? Within a radius of 2,000 miles, which prefecture, city or county doesn't have He Huan's spies?"

Another person said:

"Oh, what's the point of our outer sect? Even the usually high-handed inner sect, true disciples, and even a few elders have condescended to come down and arrest people. What are they doing this for? Isn't it just to earn that great merit?"

"What was the result? Hey! We, a bunch of scraps, were actually caught in the act. God is really watching over us!"

"Hahahaha, you're absolutely right!"

These words were very popular and made everyone happy.

In a blink of an eye,
The "hungry wolves" had ferocious gleams in their eyes, opened their canine muzzles, and drooled.

Each of them has shown their claws and teeth, hungry and thirsty.

"Kill that girl, break the furnace and bring it back. Then, the leader will give us a great reward!"

"That's how it should be."

"Hold on! That little girl is quite pretty. I want to..."

"Hahaha! You're still horny enough!"

A consensus was established.
next moment

A pack of "wolves" rushed over to kill.

In the night, in the mist.

All I saw was a flash of swords and sabers appearing and disappearing.

Listening to the ear-piercing sound, it seemed to shatter the night and tear apart flesh and blood.

Soon, the scene returned to silence again.

The "wolves" were all dumbfounded when they saw the handfuls of dew and the wisp of smoke in their hands.

fake?

Made of mist?
At this moment, a voice sounded vaguely from outside the crowd:

"Namo...Mara Heavenly King..."

(End of this chapter)