"What can we do about the beautiful scenery? Who can enjoy the pleasure?"
Zi Xiaosheng sang the song while shaking his head, watching Chu Tian step on the strong wind and jump down from the top of the waterfall.
Chu Tianhui, Hu Dali and Black Snake, the two monsters strode away and soon disappeared into the vast mountains and forests.
Zi Xiaosheng's singing suddenly stopped. He walked to the edge of the waterfall with his hands behind his back, and stood in the thin mist, frowning and lost in thought. After a long time, he asked Aunt Feng who was standing on the water behind him: "Knowing that there is a great danger, why do you have to face the difficulty and take the unpredictable risk?"
"Is Chu Tian stupid? He's not stupid! So, he should understand that by following me, he can get a hundred, a thousand, a billion times more than what he can get in this state of Qi or in Dajin. What I can give him is a future that he can never imagine."
"He actually gave up the opportunity I gave him for some... mortal humans, some barbaric and vulgar monsters?"
Zi Xiaosheng looked at the distant mountains and forests with a very subtle expression.
"Just now he said that his ideal in life is very simple, 'I am originally a nobody, I just want to live a peaceful life. A few acres of land, a small yard, an old cow, a beautiful wife is great, seven or eight concubines are also OK, and with a fortune of three or five hundred million taels of gold, I can pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and enjoy the view of the mountains. This life is wonderful, wonderful!'"
"A person who thinks this way should be lazy, idle, and unmotivated. What on earth is he so busy about?"
Aunt Feng was silent for a long time, and finally smiled: "No longer rely on the innate magical powers to directly spy on people's hearts, start learning to analyze human nature based on a person's words and deeds. Young master, you have grown up a lot these days."
Zi Xiaosheng rolled his eyes helplessly, and sighed: "I want to see what this guy is thinking, but I can't. In the past two days, I have thoroughly investigated his background... This guy really saved the old beggar on the street, and he actually heard such a wonderful story and such wonderful lyrics?"
The corners of Aunt Feng's mouth twitched slightly.
It was obvious that Chu Tian was talking nonsense, but Zi Xiaosheng was obviously bewitched by Chu Tian's nonsense.
But, but, how could the two stories Chu Tian told be so beautiful? So beautiful that it made people intoxicated, heartbroken, and infatuated, and even Aunt Feng, who had experienced many things in life, was overwhelmed and couldn't help herself.
If such a story did not really happen, how amazing a talent must one have to make up such a story out of thin air?
This little fellow with such shallow cultivation dares to get involved in the fighting and killing in the Six Paths Blood Sacrifice?
This is the fishmonger who had his family destroyed, was taken to the lair of Zhen Sanzhou by a domestic rat demon, and grew up among a group of monsters, thieves, villains, and bastards?
This is Chu Tian, who sneaked into Dayu Temple when he was seven or eight years old, and is now just a strongman-level thug leader in Dayu Temple, leading a group of killers to cause trouble everywhere?
"Young Master!" After turning over thousands of thoughts in her mind, Aunt Feng said with a smile: "From the looks of it, Chu Tian will be fine for the time being. When you have time, go find him and squeeze out all the stories in his stomach."
Zi Xiaosheng sighed with disappointment. He shook his head and sighed, "Squeeze out all of them? Just this Du Liniang is enough to shock me for days. Alas! How can she withstand one story after another? What a beautiful day, what a pity! Alas, alas!"
Chu Tian walked quickly in the forest, holding tightly in his hand a black iron token given to him by Zi Xiaosheng.
A lifelike evil ghost's head was carved on the palm-sized token, with two small red crystals embedded in the evil ghost's eyes. After the mystic cast some secret spell on it, the token shook slightly, and a terrifying blood light shone from the evil ghost's eyes.
On the back of the token is a horrific picture of a blood sacrifice.
Dozens of evil spirits surrounded a naked human girl, placing her on an altar and disemboweling her. A pair of hazy scarlet eyes in the sky overlooked the altar, and the ground was densely covered with broken human bodies.
The token was icy cold and filled with evil energy. If you listened carefully, you could seem to hear the sharp howlings of countless evil spirits.
This is the token of the 'Tiangui Cult'.
This was the token that Zi Xiao had snatched from a Heavenly Ghost Sect leader two days before his death, after using his terrifying talent of being able to see through everyone's hearts. He followed a clue and killed him.
According to the confession obtained by Zi Xiaosheng, the Heavenly Ghost Cult has existed secretly for hundreds of years, with shady activities and few members. However, a few years ago, the Heavenly Ghost Cult spread like wildfire among the lower-class people in various states.
During the missionary process, the Tiangui Sect displayed all kinds of incredible methods, such as walking on fire barefoot, swallowing swords and knives in the mouth, walking in the air, stepping on ashes without leaving any traces, etc., which fooled countless foolish men and women and gained countless believers.
The slogan shouted by the top leaders of the Heavenly Ghost Cult was, 'The Emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty is unjust, the fate of the Great Jin Dynasty is doomed, evil ghosts will be sent down from the sky to purify the world, and only believers will survive'!
They even promised countless believers that when the evil ghosts purify the world, the believers of the Heavenly Ghost Cult will be the evil ghosts' followers in purifying the world. After the evil ghosts have thoroughly purified the entire world and the world returns to peace, all believers will be the founding heroes of the new dynasty, and everyone will enjoy wealth and glory.
It is a very crude and simple, but very persuasive slogan.
"The Heavenly Ghost Cult! Hey, it's right under our noses, but we didn't notice it." Chu Tian walked quickly, talking to himself in self-mockery: "But it's no wonder. In the past three years, Lu Gu and all our attention have been focused on the Chu family. We didn't pay attention to the supervision of the market and the common people."
"Heavenly Ghost Sect?" Hu Dali panted softly as he walked quickly beside Chu Tian. Hearing Chu Tian talking to himself, he couldn't help but say, "Brother, I know their people. They have come to our house several times over the years, wanting to invite Hu Dad and the others to join the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and also said that after they succeed in the future, they will at least be given the benefit of being a prince of a place."
Chu Tian's heart suddenly sank: "Did Tiger Dad and the others agree?"
Hu Dali shook his head and laughed, "How could Tiger Dad and the others agree to this? We are all heroes in Zhen Sanzhou. We eat meat and drink wine in big bowls. We live a carefree life. Who would be interested in getting involved in such a change of dynasty?"
Hu Dali puffed out his chest and said proudly: "Old Fox said it well. No matter who owns the world, in short, if you want to pass through our territory of Zhen Sanzhou, you have to pay the toll."
Chu Tian's scalp trembled. Just when Zi Xiaosheng used the Purple Qi Tianluo to rescue the group of people, the Rat Lord, who had disappeared, suddenly came back from somewhere and lay on Chu Tian's head again.
Chu Tian had long been accustomed to Master Shu's elusiveness, so he did not ask many questions. The group kept walking, and after more than two hours, they arrived at the camp of the Manghuang surviving tribe.