Although the bridge is short, it is very wide and solidly built. Because there are few people passing by and no heavy objects, it has not broken down until now. Although it has no decorations or railings, and does not match the unattractive ravine below, it has been here for many years. It has sent off many young people who are leaving, and also waited for them to return with dreams, but there has always been only outgoing, no incoming.
After seeing too much prosperity, who would want to return to a cramped place? After enjoying wealth and splendor, who would want to be poor again? They have long been afraid of poverty and do not want to live in poverty again.
Many rich people let their children live a frugal life, which is called experience. But they, the poor, live the life of the rich without any discomfort and do not want to let go. But if you want to become rich, you have to pretend to be miserable. Having no home and no parents is a common practice for many people, otherwise who would hire them who have just come out of the mountains? No experience, no skills, no connections, the new generation of "three no-ones".
Several old men in the small mountain village went out to look for their children, but all failed. The outside world is too big to be compared with the small mountain village. But one old man found his son, who had become the son-in-law of the restaurant owner. Even when he knelt in front of him, his extremely honest son refused to recognize him as his father, and said, "I don't know this crazy old man." He kept calling him "father" to make the big boss of the restaurant believe him. In the end, the old man had to come back with his injuries.
The bridge has existed for a long time, more than 20 years, but I have few memories of it. But it is worth it to meet a girl like Ah Zhu. She is the only one who left here and came back. She was worthless when she left, but she became a practitioner when she returned. She became the pride of her grandmother, making her smile when she left.
Grandma was still reluctant to let go of Azhu, but she knew that Azhu, whom she had always been worried about, was not bullied, abducted, or defiled, but was practicing!
Ah Zhu said that she lived in a tiled building. She could go to the huge canteen to eat every day, where there were meat and eggs for every meal, and they were always different. Ah Zhu also had an old teacher who taught her. In the summer, she could eat peaches in the peach forest, and in the winter, she could carry Doudou around to play.
It was hard for the grandmother to imagine such a scene, but there was a very bright light in her eyes. Wherever Ah Zhu went, she would be shrouded in it. Ah Zhu had a bad fate and was abandoned at birth, but she was also lucky because she could practice in the academy and become one of the few practitioners in the world.
The more grandma thought about it, the happier she became. She took Ah Zhu's hand and said:
"Practice well in the academy, carry out more missions, and come back less often. Grandma is doing fine."
Ah Zhu nodded, and when she reached the end of the bridge, she hugged her grandmother who had raised her. Ah Zhu had tears in her eyes and a sob in her throat. While her grandmother patted her back, she looked at Xia Xiao. The latter did not avoid her grandmother's gaze, but looked at her. The old lady must want someone to take care of her granddaughter, and Xia Xiao understood that, so she smiled and nodded, which made her look kind, and her eyes showed gratitude when she knelt down.
At her age, every time she met Ah Zhu, it could be a farewell forever. But she still touched Ah Zhu's head and said gently:
"You're all grown-up girls now. Stop crying and get ready to go!"
Ah Zhu wiped his tears and prepared to leave. Then, a golden array of talismans appeared above his head. The talisman array had a golden sheen, and the noble and untouchable feeling made grandma and several old guys in the village look up in disbelief. This was the first time grandma saw a talisman array, and her chin almost dropped to the ground when she stared at it. However, Ah Zhu kept rising in it, and finally disappeared from grandma's sight.
“Come on~”
Ah Zhu heard it and said goodbye loudly. The light of the heaven and earth Jinze disappeared in an instant, and Xia Xiao and Ah Zhu also entered the tunnel opened by the talisman array. Li Lunming looked at Xia Xiao meaningfully, and when the latter nodded, they left together. There was no talisman array leading to the nine-story Senran Tower here. It was Li Lunming who used punctuation and asked Sun Zhonglei to perform it temporarily, which lasted exactly one day.
A quarter of an hour later, they arrived at their destination. It was dark here, with very little light, as if it was always under a dark cloud. Standing in this world, Xia Xiao's cotton coat could no longer block the cold. Compared to the ice field, the temperature here was not terrible, and they were not wearing too little, but the cold air in the air went straight into the bone marrow, making it difficult to resist.
When Xia Xiao felt cold, he subconsciously used his energy to block it outside his body, but it was useless. He then murmured:
"These guys are really good at finding places. No wonder many people don't know their exact location. It's obvious that it's not suitable for human survival."
How can one have the mood to practice in such a depressing place? But Li Lunming said:
"At least there are records of the Nine-Story Senran Tower. The one who really knew how to find the place was the Qingtian Sect. We still don't know where it is. If they hadn't always been very peaceful and upright, the academy would have suspected them."
Xia Xiao had no impression of the Qingtian Sect, but loving mystery, whether intentional or unintentional, was not a sin, so he didn't need to delve into it. The town ahead was built around a large tower, which was dark in color, exuding a chilling and cold aura, like a building that trains killing machines. And its purpose was to help the disciples in the tower become familiar with and learn to control the killing intent.
The tower was straight up to the sky, with nine floors in total. It was similar to the black tower that Xia Xiao had seen that day, but taller. The closer he got, the taller the black tower became. Xia Xiao gradually understood why his predecessors had chosen to build the black tower here ten thousand years ago and not move away. The vitality here was much greater than that of the outside world. More importantly, there was a natural dark aura here, like a spring, which would continuously spew out dark and cold aura.
"There is a low-lying area to the west of Nanshang and Tianmeng. The crust is extremely thin and underneath it can lead to the Great Wilderness Underworld. Is this the place you are talking about?"
“It should be.”
Ah Zhu was curious and asked:
“Is there really an underworld?”
Xia Xiao didn't know either, so he looked at Li Lunming, who thought for a moment and said:
"Not necessarily. You can say yes or no. Because there are people, monsters, demons, and gods in the world, there are naturally ghosts. In the Great Wilderness, there are different concepts to describe ghosts. Some say that souls and ghosts are like wild beasts and monsters, and some say that ghosts are fictional. There are thousands of academics, and each has different opinions, so it is difficult to summarize."
"What do you think, senior?"
"I personally think there is, but humans are very good, and so are ghosts. Ordinary people may not know this, but the spiritual world of practitioners is extremely observant, having gotten rid of the ethereal and even having a real state, just like the spiritual sea in our minds. When a practitioner dies, as long as there is enough strength to support it and the will is strong enough, there is a precedent for the appearance of a soul..."
This kind of academic discussion is what every teacher loves to do, but Li Lunming suddenly stopped and looked towards the big tower in the west. There was a light shooting out from the tower and suddenly streaking across the sky.