Only after Ling Yun and his group disappeared from sight did the boy realize that he didn't know their names.
"Having accomplished their task, they left without a trace, concealing their merit and fame!"
The boy shook his head and smiled, bowed again in the direction Ling Yun had left, and left with his little dog.
...
Abao pointed ahead and said:
"When we come to a fork in the road later, we should either turn left or right, and try not to take the middle road."
Why?
Everyone asked curiously.
Ah Bao said:
"If we keep going along the road ahead, we'll pass through Four Mountain City!"
Four Mountain City?
The crowd looked at each other, puzzled. All the cities in the Great Gan Dynasty had the character "Gan" in their names, so how could there be a city like Sishan City that didn't have "Gan" in its name?
Abao explained:
"Sishan City was originally the Zhu Empire, which was an incomparably powerful empire 100,000 years ago."
The entire country is inhabited by people with the surname Zhu. It is a vast family and a vast empire, and also a nation of cultivators, where every citizen of the Zhu clan is a cultivator.
For some unknown reason, 100,000 years ago, four great mountains suddenly fell around the Zhu Empire, completely sealing off its borders.
The people of the Zhu clan cannot leave the mountains. If outsiders enter, they will have to leave the mountains within a few days due to the thin spiritual energy.
From then on, the Zhu family empire became known as the Four Mountain Cities.
This city is the largest city on the Golden Cloud Continent, stretching seven million li from east to west and five million li from north to south.
After a pause, Abao sighed:
"Back then, the Zhu family had a population of tens of billions, but now it's estimated that there aren't many left."
The Great Gan Dynasty assigned many powerful figures to move mountains or even shatter them, but the mountains were too solid, and no one could break them.
After that, he stopped caring about it.
This piqued everyone's interest.
Ling Yun laughed:
"Let's go take a look at the so-called Four Mountain Cities!"
Abao nodded, as if he had thought of something, and said with a smile:
"The most famous food in the Zhu Empire back then was sesame seed cake! It is said that because the founding emperor liked to eat sesame seed cake, it became popular throughout the empire!"
"Eating delicacies every day, it's nice to have a simple flatbread once in a while!"
Lingxi stretched in Yan Ruyu's arms and smacked her lips.
The group exchanged smiles and then rode off towards Sishan City.
Seven days later, the group stopped in front of a narrow canyon with a narrow passage.
Looking at the towering mountains, everyone felt a sense of déjà vu.
The shape of the mountain seemed familiar; I'd seen it somewhere before.
Ling Yun glanced at Xuanwu, who was fast asleep inside the Refining Heaven Cauldron, and then the group crossed the thousand-mile-long canyon and entered the Four Mountain City.
The moment they entered the city of Sishan, everyone felt extremely uncomfortable.
This place isn't just lacking in spiritual energy; it has absolutely no spiritual energy at all.
Looking out, all that could be seen was barren yellow; the once magnificent city had long since turned into wasteland, with only small villages remaining.
All the villages are concentrated in one area, while the rest are deserted.
Lingyun and his group walked to the nearest village and came to a house.
There was only a five or six-year-old girl in the yard, wiping her sweat as she chopped firewood.
His dirty little face showed a maturity beyond his years.
Sensing someone enter, the little girl looked up and asked curiously:
"Brother and sister, who are you looking for? My father and mother are not here."
Abao walked up to the little girl, patted her head gently, and said softly:
"Little sister, do you sell sesame seed cakes?"
As he spoke, he took out a silver ingot and put it into the little girl's hand.
However, the little girl didn't accept it, and smiled with her big eyes narrowed into crescent moons:
“Every household in our village knows how to make sesame seed cakes. If you want to eat some, I can make them for you. It won’t cost any money; money is useless here.”
"If possible, brother, could you give me some water? We're really short of water here."
It only rains once a year in Sishan City, like a gift, and each time it only rains a little bit. How much water the people can collect depends on their own efforts.
Looking at the sensible little girl, Abao felt sorry for her and took out his own water bag.
His water bag was a spatial container, storing half a river's worth of spiritual spring water.
Ah Bao filled the water tank in the little girl's house.
Seeing so much water, the little girl excitedly hugged Abao's arm.
"Thank you so much, sir!"
Just then, the little girl's grandfather returned. Seeing so many people, he was slightly taken aback, knowing they must be guests from outside.
He hurriedly asked:
"What brings you all to my home?"
Ah Bao laughed:
"We've come to try the sesame seed cakes from Sishan City!"
Upon hearing this, the old man said with great satisfaction:
"I never thought that after so many years, people would still remember the sesame seed cakes of the Zhu family empire."
After saying that, he said to the little girl:
"Ya Ya, go and slaughter our chicken. We'll serve it to the guests with sesame cakes!"
Ah Bao knew that the old man only had one laying hen.
"No need, no need! Pickled vegetables will do!"
The old man said seriously:
"How can that be? Although the Zhu Empire has declined, its hospitality has never been lost. How can we not treat our guests well?"
Seeing the old man's firm attitude, Abao had no choice but to say that no one liked eating chicken, and only then did the old man give up.
Soon, the hot sesame seed cakes were served, and Yan Ruyu broke off a piece and stuffed it into Lingxi's mouth.
"tasty!"
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they began to taste the sesame seed cakes.
The old man sat to the side, smoking welding fumes, listening to Shangguan Hong recount the strange and wonderful things that happened outside, and he was very fascinated.
After finishing the sesame seed cake, Ling Yun asked:
"Old man, what exactly happened in the Zhu family empire back then? Did they do anything that would anger both heaven and man?"
The old man sighed, knocked out the ash from his cigarette, put the tobacco back in, and took a deep drag.
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