After bidding farewell to Muhai'er, Yin Xiu and his party continued to move forward.
Sure enough, we didn't encounter any strange situations along the way, and there weren't even any unnecessary side roads. Although the road was winding and winding, it was still a straight path, so Yin Xiu and the others could keep moving forward without any need to think about it.
Hai Dongqing looked at the few ginseng tendrils in Ma Xiaoyu's hand and couldn't help but murmured: "I'm afraid this is a thousand-year-old ginseng. If it showed up in the mountains, wouldn't the blood of those ginseng pickers be shed for it?" ”
"So expensive?"
Although he knew that the thing in his hand was not extraordinary, and Muhai'er definitely did not come here for the "little etiquette but heavy affection" approach, Ma Xiaoyu was still shocked after realizing that it was so precious.
"That Muha'er is really a good kid. If I had known I would have given him an extra handful of candies, I might have been able to get more." Yin Xiu sighed.
"Why are you so mean?"
Ma Xiaoyu glared at him, "Children are also kind-hearted, but you are still so heartless?"
"How can I be called a wolf-hearted person?"
Yin Xiu spread his hands, "If he meets those ginseng pickers instead of us, something will be very wrong."
"I never heard of this business when I was in Malaysia, nor in China. I only often heard their names in Liaodong cuisine. Do these people have such a mystery?" Ma Xiaoyu asked.
"It's not mysterious, it's cruel and elusive."
Compared to others, Hai Dongqing, as a local, or from this mountain, is naturally very familiar with these ginseng pickers.
They are not like those people in doctors or medicine shops who carry a backpack and go into the mountains sweating profusely to dig for treasures from the soil.
Ginseng pickers come to the mountains just to make a fortune, and it's not just a small fortune, it's a fortune that's overwhelming. It's best to make a fortune and live without worries for the rest of your life.
With this special thought, there are different methods.
Ginseng picking is of course the main business, and they come to the mountains just to pick ginseng.
A few people or a dozen people, either clan brothers or fellow villagers, gathered together as a group and went into the mountains to make a living.
In addition to water and food, you also have to carry a sickle, a piece of red silk cloth, and a piece of red thread, so that when you encounter the rare ginseng king, you can put it all in your backpack.
However, the reason why Ginseng King is so valuable is that it is both hard to come by and hard to find.
Ginseng pickers have no companions, only enemies.
If anyone gets a good ginseng in the mountains and lets other colleagues hear about it, they will be killed before they even leave the mountain gate.
Not just fellow travelers, but also bandits in the mountains and thieves on the road. Although they don't know the goods and cannot recognize the exquisiteness and knowledge on ginseng, they know exactly what it is worth.
As long as something valuable appears, these guys will swoop over like flies that smell the smell, densely packed.
In this way, every ginseng brought out from the mountains is stained with a little bit of blood and countless dead souls.
Many times, it is common to wander in the mountains for ten days and a half without being able to find a single ginseng plant.
At this time, the ginseng pickers were no different from bandits. They did whatever they had money for. The sickles used to pick herbs were also very handy for killing people.
Hai Dongqing had known what these people were doing since he was a child, so naturally he didn't have a good impression of these ginseng pickers.
"Oh, it turns out to be such a group of people."
Ma Xiaoyu frowned, obviously surprised by the situation Hai Dongqing described.
"It's all a way of living."
Liu Banxian didn't take it seriously, "Whether it's deceiving people under an overpass or fighting in the mountains, it's just a means and a job after all. Even if some people go too far and are heinous, maybe they have their reasons?"
"Then you are saying that they may have difficulties?"
"What a hardship."
Liu Banxian smiled, "Didn't Brother Yin also say that? There are many bad people in this world, and there are also many people who deserve to be killed. Before we deal with anyone, we must first listen to his difficulties and ask him the reasons. How much time will it take?
By the time he has finished telling his life story and deceiving himself or others into shedding a few tears, his reinforcements will have arrived, and we will be dead by then. ”
"That's right."
Yin Xiu took over the conversation, "Listening to other people's past and present lives is a matter for the judge, not our obligation. Why should we care so much?"
"Then you say that if we meet these people, we will just kill them and do nothing else?" Ma Xiaoyu asked.
"What else?"
Yin Xiu spread her hands, "Actually, it's not just about killing them. If you kill one by one, or a pair of pairs, how can you kill them again? We are not natural killers who will bleed the world into rivers. Can anything be changed? The world will not change.”
Although Hai Dongqing wanted to refute, he seemed to be unable to find any strong evidence, so he could only nod silently.
After a long time, he was still unwilling to ask: "Then we just leave them alone? Forget about doing justice for heaven."
"Doing justice for heaven? Everyone who kills someone says that he is doing justice for heaven. Do you mean he does it for himself?"
Yin Xiu rolled her eyes to the sky, "It's the same, either you kill me or I kill you. In addition to Zhang San today, Li Si will jump out tomorrow, just like the wild rabbits in the field, beating One nest after another, there is no end.”
"Then we really have to do nothing, right?"
Hai Dongqing sighed. It was obvious that she was still a teenager who had some simple ideals of saving the world and saving people, and being a chivalrous and righteous person.
Yin Xiu glanced at him and couldn't help but remember that when she read those martial arts novels before, she always had a heroic feeling of going to the end of the world with a sword, sweeping away uneven places, and slaying dragons wherever they are.
However, after struggling in this world and experiencing many hardships, I finally realized that it doesn’t mean that you have a strong fist, but everything is your decision.
You can knock down a hundred or two hundred people, but what about tens of thousands? Do you want to defeat tens of thousands of people one by one?
It can't be done.
However, Yin Xiu was not as depressed as Hai Dongqing.
"Hey!" he called.
"Why, do you have anything else to say?"
Hai Dongqing was in a lack of interest and seemed to have lost the energy and motivation to argue with Yin Xiu.
When Yin Xiu saw this, she couldn't help but laugh, "What if I told you that there is really nothing I can do at the moment, but maybe things will change in the future?"
"The future?"
Hai Dongqing blinked, "How long will it take?"
"Maybe it won't be long before we start counting from the time we enter the palace."
"So fast?"
Hai Dongqing scratched his head, "I thought you should be like in the martial arts novels, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. It takes decades to start." "Hey, how did you get such a long life?"
Yin Xiu waved her hand, "Even if I can survive that long, I'm afraid Liu Banxian will also..."
"Bah, bah, bah! Children's words are unbridled, I'll make you spit and say it again!"
Liu Banxian shouted, "Uncle, I am just middle-aged now. It is the age when flowers bloom like jade. I can kill two tigers. Even in another thirty years, I will still be as powerful as a dragon and a tiger. I can kill several tigers." You’re not even panting. Are you worried about me? Worry about yourself first!”
"Yes, yes, you are right, children are ignorant and just talking for fun."
Yin Xiu nodded repeatedly to deal with Liu Banxian's anger.
Then he turned to look at Hai Dongqing, "I say this, do you believe it?"
Hai Dongqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "I don't seem to have any reason to doubt you."
"Since you don't doubt me, just follow me in. It may take some time, but the world changes starting from the time we enter the underground palace.
It is not to punish one or two bad people, nor to kill anyone. We just want to save some bad people from the world and prevent some people from going astray.
I have never believed that reading a few books by saints and masters, going to a temple to eat fast for a few days, and reciting the Buddha's name for a few days can make people wholeheartedly do good. The prodigal will turn around, make the evildoers put down their butcher knives, and become a Buddha immediately.
I only believe that the more people are fed, the fewer bad people will be in the world.
After all, isn’t the reason why many people fight life and death simply because they can’t afford to eat? If you ask him to eat rice every day, he will be able to taste a little meat in every meal instead of big fish and meat.
It's not like he would be bullied by others and forced into a desperate situation. For someone who still has some hope, would he go out and kill people and set fires every day when he has nothing to do? Will you do those treacherous and evil things? ”
"Huh? It seems so."
I have to say that Yin Xiu's discussion was very exciting. Even Ren Qi, who was not interested in the conversation of several people, also cast a similar look.
Although he had no intention of saving Kyushu before, he did not do anything to affect Kyushu.
The reason why he came to Changbai Mountain with a group of people, and now entered the passage to the underground palace, was all because the person he wanted to kill was here.
Whether it was the White Lotus Saint, the White Lotus Son, or other members of the White Lotus Sect, he would kill one by one on sight, and he didn't care about their identity or the order of death.
However, at this moment, he had to admit that what Yin Xiu said and saw was indeed something he had never heard before in Ouchi or anywhere.
It's like treating a big tree. You don't cut off the withered branches and leaves, and don't care about the wormholes on it. Instead, you first deal with the roots that have gradually shrunk and become necrotic, so that they can rejuvenate themselves first, and then Let’s talk about something else.
"Brother Master, do you agree with this statement?" Liu Banxian noticed Ren Qi's gaze.
"What do you mean? I only know swordsmanship and knife skills. Other than that, I don't know anything else.
I don't care about what happens in the future. Right now, I just want to remove the heads of the White Lotus Sect and kill as many as there are. ”
Ren Qi turned his head sharply, stepped faster, and distanced himself from several people.
However, before he took a few steps forward, he bumped into something with a loud bang.
"Encountering a formation again?"
Ren Qiqiang resisted the urge to cover his forehead and said through gritted teeth.
"It's not a formation."
Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu had separated from the discussion just now, stepped forward together, and raised the fluorite in their hands to illuminate the obstacles in front of them.
It's not a stone, nor is it someone who set up the formation.
Instead, a door that really existed blocked the passage, or in other words, they had actually reached the end unknowingly.
The door was made of bronze, and the specific size and height could not be seen, because it seemed that only a small part of the door was blocking the passage.
No matter whether you look to the left or right or upward, you can't seem to see its specific outline. It seems that this bronze door is shooting straight into the sky.
Of course, this is also impossible.
No matter how big the door is, it should always have a limited range.
Liu Banxian raised the light source in his hand and saw the complicated patterns on the bronze door. The carvings were tigers, cranes and other wild beasts. The tigers and cranes in front of them were each as tall as a person, and this was only the height of the bronze door. Just a small part.
Ren Qi bumped into the door just now and didn't see it. On the one hand, it might be because he was busy talking, but on the other hand, it was obviously because the door was too huge. There was no so-called outline in the passage, so Ren Qi thought it was just the front. of "darkness" without realizing they had reached the end of the passage.
"Then why didn't Muhai'er remind us that there is a Taoist sect here?" Liu Banxian asked doubtfully.
"Because we didn't even ask."
Yin Xiu reached out and touched the ridges and depressions on the door, feeling that this thing was not something that appeared in the past few hundred years.
Maybe it is the same as the ruins where the big red snake was found, and it is also an object left by a merchant?
It is incredible that merchants built an altar deep in Changbai Mountain, but now they somehow left behind such a tall bronze gate?
"This doesn't seem to be the [door] we usually see. It seems to be a lid or a plug." Liu Banxian said.
"Why did you say that?"
"Because this thing seems to be round, or we can call it an arch."
Liu Banxian groped along the direction of the carvings and patterns, simulating its direction with his arms. Everyone watched his hand move, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be really a circular door, not a circular door as previously thought. A square door.
"Phew, I was shocked."
Yin Xiu let out a long breath, "It's better if it's not square, otherwise I don't know what to do when a monster with twelve hands comes out of it? After all, my surname is not Zhang."
"Huh?"
Liu Banxian gave him a strange look, "Is what you are talking about something from a legend?"
"No, it's just a novel I bought on the street to kill time."
Yin Xiu waved her hand, "Don't take it seriously, let's study it first, shall we?"
"How about blowing it up with gunpowder?"
Ren Qi patted the backpack on his waist. Everyone should be carrying several kilograms of explosives, and together they were quite powerful.
"No," Yin Xiu shook his head, "This is in a tunnel. If it explodes, maybe nothing will happen to the door, but we will be buried alive."
"What else should we do? Shall we go back and ask Muhai'er?" Liu Banxian asked.
"It's too late."
Yin Xiu scratched his head, "The only thing we can rely on now is our brains." (End of Chapter)