From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 251 Snowstorm
The wind kept blowing, and the fire grew bigger, illuminating half the sky red.

The snowflakes fell continuously and turned into mist before they hit the ground, like moths.

The cries drowned out the howling of the north wind, and this place was like purgatory.

Xiangling poked her head out from Meng Yuan's clothes and saw Meng Yuan kneeling on one knee on the ground, holding a knife in one hand and supporting a woman with the other.

The black dust on the woman's face had been wiped clean by blood and tears. Judging from her appearance, she was about the same age as Nie's elder sister.

There was just a look of sadness and a sense of relief on his face. Xiangling had just listened to the conversation between Meng Yuan and this person, but she didn't quite understand what she heard or saw.

Looking up slightly, Xiangling saw raging fires on both sides of the street, and the people fleeing back and forth were all crying in panic.

In this situation, Xiangling was filled with confusion and suddenly remembered the scene of her godmother being roasted over the fire.

Xiangling turned her head and looked at Meng Yuan, but found that Meng Yuan's eyes were calm, without much joy or sadness.

"Little gelder..." Xiangling had never seen Meng Yuan like this before. She stretched out her little paw and touched Meng Yuan's chin, saying, "Godmother said that brothers fight together to fight tigers. Whatever you want to do, you have to take me with you! Let's fight together!"

"Okay." Meng Yuan pressed Xiangling's little head into his collar and stood up.

He came to the leopard monster's corpse, picked up the small command flag, and started a fire to burn the leopard monster's corpse.

This leopard demon was at the seventh level of Buddhism. His abilities were not very high to begin with, and he was also very careless, so he was ambushed by Meng Yuan and killed in one blow.

The spirit fire surged slowly, and Meng Yuan felt for a moment that if he activated the Bodhi Destroying Dao again, its power would change again.

Then Meng Yuan jumped onto the roof and ran along the roof, but when he saw a monster, he killed it.

After killing seven monsters in a row, the monsters seemed to have regained their senses, but the people were still in a panic, with cries of grief and shouting everywhere, and they fled in all directions.

Meng Yuan didn't chase him any further and turned back.

I saw a bald monk in black robes standing next to Sister Hua's body, with his hands clasped together and muttering something in a low voice.

"Is this the Buddhist country?" Meng Yuan walked closer step by step, holding a knife.

Jie Kaiping still had his hands clasped together and looked up, only to see flames shooting up into the sky on both sides of the street and corpses strewn on the ground. Meng Yuan was walking slowly on the street, like a man who had attained nirvana from the flames of desire.

"I don't know." Jie Kaiping sighed, his bald head reflected the firelight, and his face flickered.

There seemed to be helplessness, remorse, and confusion in his voice.

He untied the screen and bent down, kneeling on his knees, holding Sister Hua's hand with one hand, and clasping his hands together with the other, and said, "When the thin-waisted slave was preaching in Qingshui Town, I talked with Mr. Zhang."

"Before she became a good woman, she earned 20 to 30 wen per business, and 40% of it was earned by cutting the pole." Jie Kaiping's voice was faint, "Later, she started a tofu business, getting up in the middle of the night to grind beans, and when the market was good, she could make around 200 wen a day."

Jie Kaiping looked at Meng Yuan and said, "I thought that after she became a good woman and started a legitimate business, she would be out of the sea of ​​suffering. Grinding tofu is tiring and hard, and when her brother gets a little more powerful, she wants to get married and have children. Human desires are too many, and they are hard to satisfy."

At this point, Jiekai Ping murmured a Buddhist chant, and then continued: "The sea of ​​suffering has no boundaries."

"So, this is the Buddhist country?" Meng Yuan continued to move forward.

Jie Kaiping shook his head, his face full of helplessness, and said: "This is the Buddhaland of the Master, and the path to enlightenment of the Master."

"Why are you here?" Meng Yuan stepped forward and asked, "Are you here to enter the Buddha Kingdom as well?"

"I don't know." Jie Kaiping shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe I have achieved the state of nirvana, or maybe my master was unable to attend to the enlightenment and the thought he had in my heart was shaken."

He untied the screen and looked at Meng Yuan. His face showed no joy or sadness, as if he was in a trance.

"Where is Qing Guangzi?" Meng Yuan asked. "I don't know." Jie Kaiping didn't know anything. "From what I see, he has always been at the bottom of the Canglang River. The master once said that everyone says that mice should be in the stinky ditch, but he must turn into a dragon in the river."

"When will Qing Guangzi attain enlightenment?" Meng Yuan asked again.

According to previous information, in order to advance from the fourth level of Buddhism to the third level, one must make great aspirations and achieve them.

From all the signs that Qing Guangzi had shown before, it was clear that Qing Guangzi was going to destroy the city and establish a Buddhist kingdom, thus fulfilling his ambition and advancing to the third level.

"Today." Jie Kaiping looked towards the direction of Songhe Prefecture.

Meng Yuan also looked over, only to see that Songhe Prefecture was hidden in the night wind and snow, with no movement.

"Why does Dugu Sheng want to help Qing Guangzi?" Meng Yuan asked.

"I don't know." Jie Kaiping still shook his head, with confusion on his face. "I have never seen him, and I don't know why he worked hard. Maybe he wants to disrupt the world. Or maybe he has other ideas."

"Songhe Prefecture has convenient transportation. Even if Dugu Sheng is the guardian, isn't Qingguangzi afraid that some experts will come to cause trouble?" Meng Yuan asked again.

"Brother Meng," Jie Kaiping did not shake his head this time, but instead had a slight smile on his face, and said, "A city is more important than a third-grade Bodhisattva. There are compassionate people in the world, but not many can stop it. And Taoist Xuanji was led away, so the National Master could not come in person. There are also some people who have probably seen that the Master has chosen this place, and are even willing to help in secret."

Meng Yuan remained silent after hearing this. After a long while, he asked, "How do you plan to deal with Dugu Kang? Does Qing Guangzi want to take him as his disciple?"

"My master blamed me for not doing my job well and wanted to accept a good disciple." Jie Kaiping stood up, looked at Meng Yuan, and said, "I have to go. Master Meng, see you another day."

After saying this, he untied the screen and walked away.

This person did not look crazy at all, unlike the people under Qing Guangzi's seat. Instead, he looked a bit like Du Gu Kang.

Meng Yuan did not chase after him, but walked towards the direction of Songhe Prefecture.

The snow was deep and the wind was strong, and the road was filled with people fleeing from Qingshui Town.

After walking five or six miles, we saw clusters of torches ahead, obviously a large group of people were coming.

They soon came closer and found that Gong Zihua and Zhang Lingfeng brought more than 20 people in total.

"What happened in Qingshui Town?" Gong Zihua hurriedly dismounted and asked.

"Demons are causing chaos." Meng Yuan answered, and then asked, "Why didn't Captain Zhang come?"

"He said he wanted to stay in the city!" Zhang Lingfeng said.

"Anything else you said?" Meng Yuan asked again.

"The captain asked us to deal with the affairs of Qingshui Town and not return to the city for the time being." Gong Zihua said.

Meng Yuan nodded and said, "There are too many casualties in Qingshui Town, and there are still monsters left. You should deal with them well. Just follow what Captain Zhang said and don't return to the city for now."

Gong Zihua and Zhang Lingfeng immediately agreed.

"Benefactor!" Zhang Jiao finally had time to step forward and asked, "Benefactor, have you met my sister?"

Meng Yuan didn't answer, but patted Zhang Jiao's shoulder gently.

This slap seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, and Zhang Jiao could no longer stand. He was at a loss, unable to speak, his eyes red, and he immediately ran towards Qingshui Town.

At this moment, a fire was lit in Songhe Prefecture in the distance.

(End of this chapter)