"I feel the sincerity of Shopkeeper Yang, thank you very much." Old Man Zhong thanked Shopkeeper Yang, then turned his head and gave Xue Kong a look.
Xue Kong immediately understood and stepped forward to look for the location of Yinliu City on the map.
Shopkeeper Yang looked at the two people who were searching carefully and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "I've always heard that Mr. Zhong is kind and compassionate. I never thought he would go to such lengths for a stranger. It's truly admirable."
A long time passed.
Xue Kong looked away from the map with a puzzled look on his face. "Where...where is this map from? The area is so vast, and there's not even a trace of Silver Willow City."
"Forget Silver Willow City. I don't even feel a hint of familiarity on this map. Everything feels strange."
Shopkeeper Yang disapproved after hearing this and said, "Golden Scale City is located in the extreme south of Tianyin Country, and the vast land on this map is just the tip of the iceberg of Tianyin Country."
"Even though it's the same southern region, this map doesn't include the entire south. It's not surprising that you feel unfamiliar with it."
"Perhaps, your hometown is not in the south, but somewhere else."
"Wait! Where are you saying this is?" Xue Kong was stunned for a moment, then his face changed drastically. He suddenly raised his head and asked anxiously.
His hurried tone made Manager Yang and Mr. Zhong feel something was wrong.
Shopkeeper Yang paused and continued, "The southernmost part of Tianyin Country, Jinlin City."
"Tianyin Country... How could it be Tianyin Country? Shouldn't this be Jingwu Country!?" Xue Kong took a deep breath. In a blink of an eye, he actually arrived in a strange country.
No wonder I don’t feel a bit familiar here.
"Jingwu Kingdom? Never heard of it." Shopkeeper Yang shook his head.
Old Man Zhong asked, "Are you saying that you are not a citizen of Tianyin Country, but a citizen of Jingwu Country?"
Xue Kong didn't reply.
At this moment, he was very sure that the place where he was standing was no longer the land that gave birth to him.
His face turned slightly pale, and after a long pause, he raised his head again, looked at Shopkeeper Yang, and asked, "Tian Yin Country, what level of cultivation country is it?"
Xue Kong's question did not get an answer, but he saw confusion in the eyes of Shopkeeper Yang.
Xue Kong turned to look at Mr. Zhong.
I noticed that his eyes were full of doubt.
The two seemed to have no knowledge of the concept of a cultivation country.
"Yes, everyone here is a mortal. According to them, they may never leave this vast area in their lifetime. Knowing that the land beneath their feet belongs to Tianyin Country is already very rare. They have no idea what a cultivation country is."
"They may not even know that there are immortal cultivators in this world."
"I, can't go home..." Xue Kong felt complicated and a little panicked.
Leaving behind my tribe, I came to this strange country of cultivation.
Without the help of my fellow cultivators, how could I have found my way home and traveled such a long distance on my own?
Seeing the despair on Xue Kong's face, Manager Yang and Old Man Zhong looked at each other and understood Xue Kong's current situation.
He must be in a foreign country and cannot go back.
"Child, don't be afraid." Mr. Zhong stepped forward and soothed him softly, "We can take our time in returning home. As long as you don't give up, one day you will be able to return home."
"Until then, you stay at my house and find your way home."
Although Xue Kong looks like a young man now, his mind is not mature. Even with the comfort of Mr. Zhong, the confusion and fear about the future in his heart still have not subsided.
He didn't know how he walked out of the room.
It was not until an hour later that Mr. Zhong and Manager Yang finished their private conversation. Mr. Zhong then walked out and returned home with Xue Kong.
Walking on the road, the wind and snow did not weaken at all, and heavy snow was still falling.
The streets that had been cleared not long ago were covered with a thick layer of snow again. New snow shovelers came out from every house to clear the snow from the streets.
Xue Kong was somewhat distraught. He followed behind Old Man Zhong, his mind a mess and he had lost his composure.
At this moment, on the road ahead, a group of people were beating drums and gongs, walking slowly from a distance. As they approached, a sad melody blended into the wind and snow, spreading in this cold world.
Hearing this mournful music, Xue Kong felt a little moved. He was already feeling lost, and now his inner emotions were affected, making him feel a little sad.
He looked up and saw a group of people in mourning walking on the street.
"Uncle Zhong, this is..." Xue Kong asked in confusion.
Mr. Zhong sighed and said, "Someone's dead."
"The weather was bad, with sudden snow and wind, and the sea suddenly became turbulent. Many fishermen who made their living by fishing died in the sea or froze to death on their fishing boats."
"We should bury the deceased as soon as possible while the temperature is still low, so as to avoid having to keep him at home for several months."
Xue Kong watched the group of people in mourning approaching.
Everyone's face was filled with sorrow, and there were low sobs coming from the crowd. In the middle of the crowd, a coffin was being carried, and no one knew who was lying inside.
Xue Kong didn't come to his senses until the group of people had gone far away.
"When a person dies, everything ends. Only life has meaning. Compared with life and death, everything else is insignificant."
Mr. Zhong was not a big man, and he was slightly bent over. He stepped on the snow, making a crackling sound, and walked slowly forward in the wind and snow.
A thoughtful look appeared in Xue Kong's eyes.
It was obvious that Mr. Zhong was speaking to himself. He savored the feeling and thought carefully, realizing that he just couldn't go home temporarily, not that he couldn't survive.
What is there to be sad about?
Even if I can't go back home in this life, can't I start over and live a new life?
Instead of spending this short life in worry and sorrow, it is better to open your heart, accept everything calmly, and live a new life.
After all, there is only one life.
And life only happens once.
Xue Kong's mind suddenly became clear, and his thoughts became clear at once. After figuring out the matter, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He ran a few steps quickly and caught up with Mr. Zhong.
This journey was not long, but in the following period of time, Xue Kong saw six or seven funeral processions coming and going.
The wind, snow and sea took their lives.
Seeing death so close with his own eyes, Xue Kong felt complicated and returned home with Mr. Zhong in a heavy heart.
Ruyi cleared away the snow in front of the courtyard gate.
Seeing Uncle Zhong and Xue Kong return, Ruyi smiled faintly: "Dad, how is it? Have you found where his home is?"
Mr. Zhong shook his head, said nothing, and walked into the house.
Ruyi was curious.
When Xue Kong came forward, she asked again.
This time, Xue Kong was very calm and said with a smile: "My home is far away and I can't go back for the time being."
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