Sheng Fu

Chapter 936: Maybe a mountain ghost is listening?

The mountain master of Lingxiao Realm disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.

Gu Qinghao stood here at Yunxiaofeng and waited quietly.

The houses in Zhengxiong Mountain are extremely scattered, with one house on the east and one on the west.

Those who come here are undoubtedly people who are frustrated or disappointed.

However, most of the houses are located near mountains or water, or close to rivers or small ditches.

There is a simple thatched house beside the clear stream.

Outside the house is a courtyard paved with gravel, and inside the house is a floor paved with thin stone slabs.

Although it is a thatched house, the furniture is neatly arranged and there is no shortage of items. Moreover, the items are not worn out, because there are carpenters and blacksmiths in Zhengxiong Mountain, and there are quite a few craftsmen.

Rather than saying that Zhengxiong Mountain is a place where people from all walks of life gather, it is better to say that Zhengxiong Mountain is a small country with a loose system. Although it is not decent, the life here is much better than that of ordinary people in many poor places.

Because of the great dispute, the government increased taxes and often conscripted coolies and craftsmen.

But these things did not affect the people living in Zhengxiong Mountain.

It's just that relatively speaking, most of the people in Zhengxiong Mountain are quite capable, and it's true that their lives are better than those of ordinary people, but it's also true that their life ambitions have not been realized.

The owner of the thatched cottage is named Xu Hua.

He is about fifty years old, of medium build and handsome. When he was young, he was the dream lover of many poor girls.

There is also a bookcase in the room, which has a slight scent of books but no musty smell. It is obvious that Xu Hua is often reading books.

Xu Hua leisurely brewed a pot of tea. After drinking the tea, he planned to carry his bow and arrow and go up the mountain to hunt. Snowy days are also a good time for hunting.

"The tea smells good." A soft voice came from outside the door.

The mountain master has arrived.

Xu Hua turned around and walked out of the house quickly, bowing and saying, "Xu Hua greets the mountain master."

The mountain master is not mysterious to the people in Zhengxiong Mountain, let alone being high and mighty, because the mountain master often visits people. After all, Zhengxiong Mountain is not a big mountain.

Although some people do not have good relationships with each other, generally speaking, every household knows each other well.

It's the same anywhere, some people get along and some don't.

Even within Mt. Zhengxiong, disputes between gentlemen and villains are inevitable.

The mountain master laughed and said, "I've said it many times before. Red tape in the mountain should be avoided if possible."

"After so many years, you still can't change your reading habits."

Xu Hua smiled faintly and said: "If a habit is easy to change, it is not a habit."

"My lord, please come inside."

The two entered the house, and Xu Hua poured a cup of coarse tea for the mountain owner. He did not feel that he was not hospitable, because the mountain owner had drunk coarse tea from many families and had eaten plain meals from many families.

Xu Hua smiled faintly and said, "I remember the last time you came here was probably three years ago."

Upon hearing this, the mountain master yawned and said, "I can't remember clearly, but I remember one thing. You were once a scholar who passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. You were just one step away from becoming a juren."

"It's just that your title of Juren was taken away by someone else back then."

"The person who was replaced was a son of an official family."

“If you had not been replaced back then, you would be living a life of luxury now, like a beast in human clothing.” Hearing the mountain master talking about what happened back then, Xu Hua did not feel sad. So many years have passed, he has long been accustomed to it, and he does not regret coming to Zhengxiong Mountain. He used to be a pure literati, but in Zhengxiong Mountain, he found a master who taught him the method of cultivation. After years of perseverance, Xu Hua now has the cultivation level of Chui Guang realm.

Although it was just a slight glow, Xu Hua was content in his heart.

Once upon a time, he also envied those young men who were full of vigor and vitality. At a young age, they reached the Chengsheng realm and even the Huangting realm.

All we can say is that everyone has their own destiny.

He has also gotten used to life in Zhengxiong Mountain. As long as he doesn't get aggressive with others, Xu Hua will have a long time to live a comfortable life. The only drawback is that he has not started a family or a career.

But no matter how people live, it is only a lifetime.

Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it.

Xu Hua responded softly: "I didn't expect that the mountain master still remembered what I did back then."

The mountain master laughed and said, "Of course I remember. The people in the mountain are very mixed. Some have great ambitions but little talent, some come here to try their luck, and some simply can't make it out there anymore."

"But there aren't many scholars like you who should have a bright future."

Xu Hua was puzzled. Looking at the attitude of the mountain master, he didn't seem to be here to talk nonsense, so he subconsciously asked, "Some past events are not worth mentioning. Is there something wrong, mountain master?"

The mountain master glanced at Xu Hua and said with a little embarrassment: "There is one thing that requires you to take the lead."

"But the price is high. If you are lucky, you can survive. If you are unlucky, many people will die."

The mountain master gave Xu Hua a general account of what happened in the Divine Realm Haomiao City.

After hearing this, Xu Hua also understood what he meant.

After all, he almost became a juren once, and even though he had been wandering around in the world over the years, his sensitivity to the affairs of the imperial court remained intact.

This is a struggle, a struggle in which, if lost, there is no doubt of death.

In fact, even if you win, you may still die, but you won’t die in public.

The mountain master said with a little helplessness: "Gu Qinghao is a good guy. He agreed to this matter. Some justice needs to be fought for by oneself, and some situations need to be created by oneself."

"What really makes me sad is that when you are useless, they don't treat you as human beings, but when you are useful, they want you to risk your life."

"They are all pawns in the hands of certain politicians."

"Even if many people like you died, in the eyes of those politicians, it would be nothing more than a trivial matter. Why is it so unfair to us who live in the same world?"

Xu Hua didn't remain silent, nor did he think too much. He nodded and agreed readily: "I am willing to do this."

The mountain master felt distressed, because he knew very well that some things would not make any progress without bloodshed.

There is so much injustice in the world, blood leads to thunder!

"This time, I can't protect you." The mountain master lowered his head slightly, looking ashamed.

Xu Hua responded calmly: "There are always things that require sacrifices. Others can sacrifice, so why can't I sacrifice?"

When the mountain master heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "But you have never enjoyed happiness, so you have to be a sacrifice!"

"If you had eaten a lot of delicious food, slept with many women, worn a lot of decent clothes, and died at any time, then you would have lived a life without regrets. But you have only regrets in this life..."

Having had the vigor and vitality in your prime, and then dying for the right thing, is not a regret, but an honor.

But in this whole life, you have never been happy, never had anything, and then you die resolutely for the right thing, and you may not be remembered even after your death.

Life is like this, what should we do?