This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 340 I Miss You in Wild Donkey Valley

In the forest, all was quiet.

The further down you go, the taller and denser the trees become, almost completely obscuring the sky.

Cold, dark, and deathly silent.

All that could be heard were the heavy breathing of the crowd and the sound of footsteps on the fallen leaves and withered branches.

The mentally challenged monk was hastily buried on the ridge.

No one could have imagined that before they even left Cangyun Mountain, after crossing just two mountains, someone would be buried here.

No one dared to be careless anymore.

No one dared to doubt or disobey the squad leader's words anymore.

"Monks should not kill living beings, much less mistreat them..."

While burying the mentally challenged monk, Master Wensong couldn't help but sigh.

Song Erlang retorted, "It is right that we should not mistreat living beings. As for killing living beings, if they threaten our lives, then of course we should kill them."

The group quickly buried the mentally challenged monk and then hurriedly left the place of trouble.

Who would have thought that even with its head and body shattered, the bone blade on the top of that last escaping iron rat could still deliver a fatal blow?

"Never underestimate any enemy, especially one on the verge of death."

This is a piece of advice that Wang Qiangzhuang gave them.

Looking at the corpse in the mud pit, Master Wensong thought to himself, "Fear and despair, resentment and hatred can unleash unprecedented power."

The death of the mentally challenged monk shocked everyone.

Luo Zijun was naturally frightened as well.

This great monk possessed the strength of a ninth-level martial artist and was born with superhuman strength, yet he was suddenly cleaved in two and died tragically on the spot.

Only at this moment did he clearly understand why so many people entered Cangyun Mountain to hunt every day, yet so few dared to venture into its depths.

Deep within the Cangyun Mountains, who knows who might be whose prey?

Along the way, everyone was heavy-hearted, feeling both regret for the mentally challenged monk's tragic death and apprehension about the road ahead.

"Perhaps we can never go back."

Song Erlang made a joke on his way down the mountain.

But no one paid any attention, because no one would take it as a joke.

From morning until noon.

Then, from noon, we walked until night.

Although everyone was exhausted, no one complained of being tired or stopped at this moment.

Until the small, thin figure at the very front stopped.

"Wild Donkey Valley is just ahead; we can rest there for the night."

When she said those words with a serious expression, everyone's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

"Phew... I can finally get a good night's sleep."

Song Erlang shook his folding fan and let out a long breath.

Wang Qiangzhuang led the group into a valley, chose a spacious grassland against the cliff, and set up camp.

Everyone took out tents, blankets, and other items, and each chose an open space.

Wang Qiangzhuang took out a porcelain bottle and sprinkled some powder to repel poison around the open space.

"Meng Yang, Song Erlang, you two sleep for two hours, then get up and take the night watch."

Just as Song Erlang was about to go into his tent to sleep, he heard the order and said somewhat discontentedly, "Captain, why is it the two of us? Is it because we are the government's lackeys?"

His words were meant to be self-deprecating and sarcastic towards Lu Yao, but Wang Qiangzhuang replied, "Yes."

Meng Yang glared angrily.

Wang Qiangzhuang looked at him and said, "What, you're not convinced?"

Meng Yang angrily retorted, "We are not the imperial court's lackeys!"

After saying that, he went into the tent.

Song Erlang shrugged, said nothing more, and went into the tent.

The young Taoist priest asked, "Captain, who was on night duty for the first half of the night?"

Wang Qiangqiang said, "Me and Hua Liu."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Yang Yan quickly said, "Captain, how about I take the night watch with you? I'm afraid Brother Hua's body can't hold up, so let him get some sleep."

Everyone thought that this young master was just an ordinary martial artist, whose cultivation level was at most no more than the third realm of martial artists. Being able to walk for three days and two nights was already his limit.

At this moment, Song Erlang poked his head out of the tent and laughed, "Captain, you haven't taken a fancy to this playboy, have you?"

Wang Qiangzhuang ignored them, gave his instructions, and left the camp.

Seeing this, no one said anything more and they all went into their tents to lie down and rest.

Yang Yan glanced helplessly at Luo Zijun and went into the tent.

After setting up the tent, Luo Zijun noticed that the twin-tailed squad leader had not yet returned, so she patrolled the area alone.

He doesn't care.

Although he was traveling day and night, crossing mountains and valleys, and his body was not quite up to the task, he still had energy to spare.

After all, he cultivates his divine soul.

His powerful spirit allowed him to replenish his energy quickly without sleep, simply by taking a walk. About half an hour later...

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the cliff behind the camp and silently slid down the straight cliff face.

Luo Zijun looked up but did not say anything.

After Wang Qiang landed, he looked at him and said, "Your alertness is good, and your senses are sharp. You don't seem to be at the seventh level of martial arts cultivation."

Luo Zijun asked curiously, "What is the captain's cultivation level?"

After Wang Qiangzhuang finished speaking, he ignored him, walked to the front of the camp, sat down cross-legged, took out some dried meat and water, and began to eat.

Luo Zijun looked around the camp again, then walked over and sat down next to her, took out some dried meat, and started eating.

After a long silence, Wang Qiangzhuang turned to look at him and asked, "Why do you want to go to the Kingdom of Women?"

Luo Zijun said, "I've heard that the women in the Women's Kingdom are very proactive, and all of them are charming, beautiful, and gentle as water."

Wang Qiangzhuang stared at him for a few moments and said, "Tell the truth."

Luo Zijun chewed on the dried meat, paused for a moment, and then said, "Go find my wife."

Wang Qiangzhuang said "Oh," and didn't ask any further questions. He picked up the kettle, took a few sips, and said, "I knew it. Everyone has a compelling reason to go there, otherwise they wouldn't go to their death. It seems you have deep feelings for your wife."

Luo Zijun ate the dried meat without saying anything more, and the image of that snow-white figure couldn't help but appear in her mind.

Wang Qiangzhuang said, "I once had a sweetheart, but he was very poor and couldn't afford the bride price. My father and mother disagreed and scolded him away."

Luo Zijun looked at him: "Did you see him again after that?"

Wang Qiangzhuang picked up a piece of dried meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and looked at the dark night in the distance. He said, "I've seen it, but only in the crowd by the roadside. At that time, he had already passed the imperial examination with top honors, riding a tall horse and surrounded by a large group of people."

Luo Zijun asked, "Didn't you go to see him?"

Wang Qiangzhuang turned to look at him and said, "When he was poor, I didn't leave with him. After he became the top scholar in the imperial examination, will he even look at me again?"

Luo Zijun didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Wang Qiangzhuang remained calm: "I heard that he was so poor back then that he didn't even have the money to go to the capital for the imperial examinations. It was a prostitute from a brothel who helped him. The day he returned with the highest score, he went into that brothel in front of so many people, led that prostitute out, and then married her. I heard that his mother was so angry that she died, but he still married that woman. Now they live a good life and have two children."

Luo Zijun couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

If the man had ultimately abandoned the prostitute and become an ungrateful and heartless person, she would probably feel better, at least she could secretly rejoice.

Isn't that just human nature?
Wang Qiangzhuang seemed to have guessed his thoughts and said, "Actually, I'm very happy for him, and I'm also glad that my father and mother scolded him away back then. I have an older brother and a younger brother. My father and mother only have eyes for themselves. Whoever marries me is doomed. I've been exploited since I was nine years old. I went out to work for others at nine, and I gave them every penny I earned. When I was fourteen, they wanted to sell me to an old man in his sixties for just one tael of silver..."

Her expression remained calm, but her gaze suddenly softened: "Shouldn't liking someone mean being happy for their happiness and proud of their conscience? At least you haven't liked the wrong person, have you?"

Luo Zijun looked at her with surprise and said, "That should indeed be the case."

Wang Qiangzhuang smiled slightly, his eyes shining like stars in the night sky.

This was the first time Luo Zijun had seen her smile.

The valley was shrouded in a hazy night, with a deep sky and a few twinkling stars visible in the night sky.

But the moon... I don't know where it went.

Two hours later.

Song Erlang yawned as he came out of the tent. Seeing the two sitting together silently gazing at the starry sky, he couldn't help but laugh and say, "Captain, why don't we sleep a little longer so as not to disturb you?"

At this moment, Meng Yang, a man of imposing stature, also came out of the tent.

Wang Qiangqiang stood up and said, "Remember to keep an eye on the cliff behind you. Don't try to handle things yourself. Wake me up if anything happens."

After saying that, he went into his tent.

Luo Zijun also got up and left.

As he passed by Song Erlang, the other party smiled and said, "I didn't expect Brother Hua's cultivation to be so good. You still look so energetic."

Luo Zijun said, "I cannot compare to Brother Song."

Song Erlang smiled and said nothing more.

Luo Zijun went into her tent, lay down, and pondered for a while before taking out the bronze mirror and sending another message.

【Young lady, have you heard of Wild Donkey Valley? I'm thinking of you in Wild Donkey Valley. Goodnight.】

He put away the bronze mirror and quickly fell asleep.

Nothing happened all night.

The next day.

When Luo Zijun woke up, it was already daylight outside.

Song Erlang's polite voice came through, followed by Xu Ziyin's icy voice: "Get out."

Then, Lu Yao from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect rang out: "Imperial lackeys! Get out!"

Luo Zijun's heart stirred, and she took out the bronze mirror, only to find that she had actually received a reply from the fairy.

I don't miss you.

If you really don't want to, you don't need to reply at all!
Luo Zijun was excited. She looked at the words several times to make sure they were correct before putting away the bronze mirror and leaving the tent in a happy mood.

"Brother Hua, we're waiting for you alone."

Even after being scolded by the two women, Song Erlang maintained a gentlemanly and polite smile on his face.

Luo Zijun noticed that everyone had packed up their tents and were waiting for him, so he quickly apologized and packed up his own tent.

At this moment, Wang Qiangzhuang led a group of wild donkeys, all black in color, small in size but looking very strong, from around the corner ahead.

"Wow, the captain really brought the wild donkey!"

Song Erlang was very excited and quickly said, "Captain, I want a male one. Males are more docile and won't swear."

Lu Yao, standing to the side, glared at him angrily.

(End of this chapter)