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Zhang Xiaojian completely sobered up and quickly got up from the ground.

There was no sound around, and there was a musty smell in the room.

I rubbed my eyes for a long time before I got used to it.

This is a modest house, about 20 square meters.

There was no one in the room, and there was thick dust on the ground. It seemed that no one came over for a long time.

After patting the dust on my body, I was still in a bad mood. In addition to the surrounding environment, I had a feeling of leaving home.

He lit a cigarette and smoked silently. After a cigarette ran out, he rubbed his head and walked out of the room.

All around are trees, but not mountains, it is flat, there are thick leaves on the ground, stepping on soft.

There was no way. Zhang Xiaojian didn't know where Tongtian temple was. She took a correct direction and went out directly.

Lingyunbu's speed is clear to him. After walking for more than half an hour, he finally walked out of the woods.

A year ago, it was a vast plain, in which all kinds of unnamed crops were growing vigorously.

In the distance, the village house was set off, and the barking of dogs was heard.

When she saw the village, she was in a better mood. As she walked along, she adapted to this strange place.

Time is not long, Zhang Xiaojian has arrived at the entrance of the village.

There is a stone tablet with three words on it, but it is also recognized: Xiaowang Village. A plain name. He thought.

The village is not too big. It is estimated that it is like a hundred and ten families.

Under the shade of the trees, there were old men enjoying the cool. Looking at the strangers who suddenly broke in, they all cast a puzzled look.

Zhang Xiaojian's clothes are really out of place with the people here. No wonder people look at him with such eyes.

It was embarrassing, but there was no other way.

Bravely went to the front of an old man to inquire about the direction of Tongtian temple. The people who watched and enjoyed the cool were scattered in a crowd.

Zhang Xiaojian in the heart of this depressed, low scold I wipe, and then look around.

This look in the past, let him is more sad, the original cool people actually all returned to their own home, every family closed.

Depressed, absolutely depressed.

Hesitated for a moment, Zhang Xiaojian's body swayed, disappeared out of thin air, did not know where to go.

In fact, he did not go far. He was preparing to listen to what the villagers said and whether he could get the news of Tongtian temple.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaojian disappeared not long ago, there was a door opened a gap, a little girl's head stretched out, looked around for a long time, this just put the whole body out, open the voice and shout: "go away."

Zhang Xiaojian hid next to her, very proud, but she was puzzled. The heart said, what are these people doing hiding from themselves.

The courtyard opened one by one, and the people who had just sat in the shade of the tree and chatted came out again.

"Who is that man? Is it the one sent by Wang Hu?" Said an old man.

"Who knows, better be careful." A man in his thirties replied?

Wang Hu, what is this? Zhang Xiaojian doesn't understand.

I expected them to tell you about the Tongtian temple, but I didn't expect that all these people's mouths were full of King tigers. Let Zhang Xiaojian very disappointed.

Just as he was about to leave, a young monk came to the entrance of the village. He was not too old, that is, he was thirteen or fourteen years old.

A gray cloth robe, head smooth, very lovely.

But the face is full of sweat, it looks strange and heartbreaking.

"Here comes the little monk from Tongtian temple." Someone in the crowd saw it and said.

"Hurry up, take out all the food left for the little monk and let him go quickly. Otherwise, Wang Hu's coming is not a joke." Some say.

Zhang Xiaojian frowned, and suddenly came to the spirit.

Speaking, the little monk has come to the front of us, to play a Jishou is greetings.

Not long ago, every household has taken out all the grain that has been saved. There are many miscellaneous things, such as rice, noodles and miscellaneous grains. If you put them in the bag, you can put them in front of the little monk.

"Drink your water and go." Said an old man.

The little monk touched the sweat on his face and said, "thank you, benefactor. My master said that sooner or later, we will eliminate harm for the people."

"We are looking forward to it." The man in his thirties said, his face was full of expectation.

Just as several people were talking, the sound of horses' hooves came from the distance, bringing up a piece of smoke and dust from far to near.

The faces of those who had just spoken changed when they heard the sound of horses' hooves. It was too late to hide. For a while, they were in the same place.

More than a dozen horses, Si Ming to listen, surrounded the people in the middle.

After two turns, he jumped down from the horse with a beard and a long knife in his hand. He walked to the little monk in a gloomy way.Lift up is a foot, xiaoheshang to fly.

When the little monk fell on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he could not stand up.

Beard carrying a knife was about to pass, but was stopped by a man next to him.

"Don't forget what the above says. Don't conflict with the front of Tongtian temple." The man whispered.

The beard frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said angrily, "Damn it, all damn it." I don't know who this sentence is abusing.

After scolding, the eyes fell on the villager's face.

"If you let me know that you are related to Tongtian temple, I will destroy your village." The beard scolded angrily, then turned to leave.

The little monk is obviously hurt. Zhang Xiaojian can't sit back and ignore it.

So he showed his real body from the side and walked like a little monk.

He took out a pill and put it in his mouth to help him recover.

That is, a few minutes later, the little monk recovered as before, which surprised the villagers, and the hostility to Zhang Xiaojian was gone.

"What the hell is going on here?" Zhang Xiaojian asked the little monk.

The little monk sighed a long time, and said, "those who were just now are Wang Hu's subordinates. They have been watching the nine pylorus forces rampant for many years. Originally, the Masters said that they would destroy Wang Hu, but..."

Zhang Xiaojian understood what was going on. It turned out that Wang Hu and nine pylorus were still connected. It was really damned.

"Is Tongtian Temple close to here?" Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

"It's thirty miles. It's a day's walk." Said the little monk.

Seeing off the little monk, Zhang xiaojianhe also left the village. But he didn't go to Tongtian temple. Instead, he walked in the opposite direction of Tongtian temple. I don't know what to do.

People in the village look at Zhang Xiaojian's back, but they don't understand. Because he went to the direction of Wang Hu's territory.