Blackstone City has not been peaceful at all these days, and people are suffocated by the weight of the mountains above them.
Although that mountain is just one person.
I have been sitting alone on the top of the mountain for several days, but the more silent the mountain becomes, the more invisible oppression hangs over my head, making people panic, uneasy, suffocating and despairing.
These days, a large number of people have fled from Black Rock City. Most of those who escaped were powerful landowners, nobles and other privileged classes. These people took their entire families with them, rode in luxurious carriages, transported large amounts of gold, and escaped in embarrassment.
The city was deeply afraid that it would be liquidated, so they did not hesitate to leave behind their farmland, grasslands, cattle and horses, grain, homes and shops and other property that could not be moved away, and they also wanted to escape from this conquered capital as soon as possible. They were confident that Black Stone
The hundreds of tribes and hundreds of thousands of troops under the jurisdiction of the clan will come back sooner or later, and those industries will return to their hands sooner or later.
Ordinary people who were unable to escape desperately prayed for the Buddha to reappear and the Thousand-Armed Lord to resurrect and recapture Black Rock City for them. However, as the Buddha never responded to their desperate prayers, they became even more desperate and persisted.
Decades of faith have been broken and collapsed bit by bit.
When the Buddha is not around.
When the Buddha was pulled down from the altar in front of them.
Knowing that Buddha is not omnipotent or immortal, their faith has lost its direction.
confused.
despair.
Lonely.
pessimistic.
Can't see hope and future.
The Walking Dead.
It's not that they abandoned their faith, but that the Buddha they had believed in all their lives was killed in front of them. This is Buddha's Day.
But not everyone is pessimistic and desperate. After the aftermath of the shocking battle on the mountain has dissipated, there are only a few caravan tea merchants who are brave enough to follow the stone steps up the mountain, cross the mountain of corpses, and approach with food and water.
People from Jin'an.
The Kunwu knife was placed across his legs. Jin An, who had been sitting alone, turned his head and looked at Chao Zhao Jinchuan and others: "Aren't you afraid that I am a big devil who kills people without blinking an eye..."
After several days without water or sleep, Jin An's voice was rough and hoarse.
Zhao Jinchuan: "Actually, we all understand why you, Taoist Priest Jin'an, came to Blackstone City. In Tucheng, West Kunlun Mountain, we saw it when you saw the young serf who was being used as a dog by the nobles of the Blackstone clan."
Jin An nodded slightly: "Old Zhao, can you do me one last favor?"
"Taoist Master Jin'an, you said it's just a fellow countryman who talks so politely about whether to help or not." Zhao Jinchuan didn't ask what the matter was, so he agreed with a pat on his chest.
Jin'an once saved their lives, and his life-saving grace was as important as a mountain.
Jin An's voice was hoarse: "Take them down the mountain, find their parents and reunite them, then tell the serfs that they are free, and let them take their families and leave Black Rock City... Things are going to change here soon."
Following Jin An's gaze, Zhao Jinchuan and the others noticed that behind a pile of corpses, there were more than a dozen serf youths who had been malnourished for a long time. These serf youths silently guarded Jin An in this way.
"Okay." Zhao Jinchuan agreed readily.
However, he did not leave immediately, but hesitated for a while and asked carefully: "Taoist Master Jin'an, I heard from the Blackstone clan members in the city who were still unwilling to give up that they had sent people out of the city to ask for help from several major tribes, and soon
It will be besieged by all the tribes of the Blackstone clan... You might as well leave with us, you have done a lot, I heard that the tribal warriors from all over the Blackstone clan can form an army of hundreds of thousands..."
Having witnessed Jin An kill the Thousand-Armed Venerable Danba with his own eyes, no one doubted Jin An's strength.
But no matter how strong a person is, he is still just one person.
You can kill a thousand or ten thousand people, but how can you kill hundreds of thousands of people by one person?
Hundreds of thousands of people could fill up the entire river valley just standing still, and they would not be able to finish them off until the age of the monkey.
It's better to avoid the edge at this time.
In the eyes of others, he is a murderous demon without blinking an eye, but in the eyes of Zhao Jinchuan, Jin An is still the same young man with a warm smile. Jin An smiled at Zhao Jinchuan and thanked him for his kindness. The next moment, he looked at the city with sharp eyes.
The desert and grassland with clear lines outside Jingwei: "There is no shortage of superiors like Pando, the leader of the Blackstone clan, in this world. If you kill one Pando today, ten or twenty Pandos will appear tomorrow and take control of the Blackstone clan. Perhaps these
Human character is more cruel and cruel than Pando, and greedy...but someone has to stand up and try to do something."
Zhao Jinchuan was stunned.
A crazy idea came to his mind.
Could it be that... Taoist Priest Jin'an really wanted to stop the ensuing siege of hundreds of thousands of troops by himself?
"Taoist Master Jin'an, the world...the world will never be able to kill all these people. Human power...will never be able to withstand the torrent of heaven and earth. In fact, you have done enough."
Exhale, let out a breath of turbid air.
Jin An did not continue to explain, leaving only one sentence -
The sea is vast, and who can fight for the flow? Only by not rejecting the flow can the sea be vast.
Later, Jin An asked Zhao Jinchuan and the others to rescue the serfs and leave Black Rock City as soon as possible. Soon things would change again in Black Rock City, and by then it would be too late to leave.
It was not difficult for Zhao Jinchuan and the others to take the young serfs and reunite them with their families. Then they not only released all the serfs, but also searched the houses of the serf owners and nobles and burned them, and then loudly announced to the serfs that they were free! They bullied a few
Generations of big landowners and nobles all abandoned them and fled, asking them to leave Black Rock City quickly. An army was about to come to Black Rock City! Looking at the prostitution contract that had squeezed their ancestors for generations, they were just like this.
After it was burned, the serfs gathered together in a dark mass and crowded the streets and alleys. Their eyes were a little dazed and confused, as if they were in a dream. For a while, they couldn't tell which side was reality and which side was fantasy.
They had only dreamed of such things in their sleep, but every time they believed it to be true, they were awakened by the whips in the hands of the serf owners and continued to live in numbness day after day.
Looking at the serfs standing there blankly with numb expressions on their faces, Zhao Jinchuan jumped to a high place, pointed at the lone figure on the top of the mountain, waved his arms, and roared at the top of his lungs: "Remember! Remember that person deeply.
Look like this! It was he who saved you today. He was the one who killed Pan Duo and the Master Thousand Hands of the Zizai Sect, burned the deed of betrayal, and let you regain your freedom! When you go out, you must tell everyone on the plateau that Jin
Taoist An is not some fucking murderous devil, he is the only one who is willing to kill for the serfs in Black Rock City!"
"His name is Jin An!"
"You must remember his name! Tell your children and grandchildren that there was once a man who fought for your freedom!"
Zhao Jinchuan's roar made these serfs, who had been numb for most of their lives and had forgotten to think due to the extreme cold, turn their numb and unfocused pupils and stare blankly at the only figure on the top of the mountain.
Gradually.
Light slowly appeared in the pupils of some of them, gathering more and more under the sun, and regained some of their humanity.
"It turns out it's really Jin'an Bodhisattva! I'm not dreaming!" Someone cried bitterly and knelt on the ground. This person had received favors from Jin'an and the old Taoist priests in the snowy mountains of West Kunlun Mountains.
"Jin'an Bodhisattva!"
"It's really Jin'an Bodhisattva who has descended from heaven to help us again!"
More numb souls were awakened by Zhao Jinchuan's hoarse voice, and the memories deep in their souls were awakened. They knelt towards the top of the mountain, cried and kowtowed in thanks.
It turned out that that person was Jin An Bodhisattva... The other serfs gradually came out of their numbness, and their eyes gradually became brighter when looking at Jin An.
Their relatives and friends who had returned from the West Kunlun Mountains had heard about the deeds of Jin An and his party, which made them see the light again in the darkness, knowing that there were really people in this world who would selflessly help them, serfs who were worse than cattle and horses.
As the light in their eyes became brighter and brighter, the hard-working serfs all over the mountain kowtowed to the figure on the top of the mountain to give thanks. They had nothing, so they could only think of this way to repay the most pious gratitude in their hearts.
Thousands of serfs knelt down in gratitude to one man. What a shocking sight it was.
The soul is shocked.
Those who had previously questioned whether Jin An really came for the serfs now had serious expressions on their faces. They were grateful to be able to be so many serfs. Maybe... he really single-handedly entered Black Rock City and killed these serfs.
On the Zizai Sect.
At this time, Jin An's voice came from the mountain:
"From today on, you are as free as the white clouds and goshawks on the snow-capped mountains."
"Those caravan brothers will take you out of Black Rock City."
However, these serfs did not choose to leave, not only because their ancestors had been rooted here for generations and had nowhere to go, but also because they wanted to repay their kindness. They already knew that a large army would soon besiege Black Rock City, and they wanted to stay.
I will defend the city with Jin An.
"Jin'an Bodhisattva, this is our home. We are not going anywhere. We want to stay with you and guard Black Stone City."
The serfs' voices were sonorous and firm. At this moment, their eyes were no longer numb and resigned to accepting an unfair fate, but they had someone they wanted to protect with all their lives. They looked at Jin'an with firm eyes. Although the shouts were messy, they were still standing in the mountains.
The roar of the tsunami changed the color of the world and moved everyone's face.
Even if this is another dream that is destined to be disappointing after waking up, for the sake of Jin'an Bodhisattva, they are willing to believe that this dream is true again!
When everyone in the city saw this scene, they were all shocked and shook their heads.
To be continued...