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Chapter 43 They are really good people (Please read it on Tuesday, brothers and sisters, please read to the end on Tuesday)
The caravan naturally stopped in front of Fazang.

The tiger stirred up a cloud of dust. The leader of the caravan looked at the little monk and then at Zi Nu.

"Young Master, have you not found a place to stay tonight?"

"It just so happens that our caravan cannot make it back to the city tonight, so we plan to rest here. Little Master, why don't you join us?"

Fazang was greatly surprised.

"Thank you very much, benefactor. However, I am with Benefactor Zinu, so I don't know what Benefactor Zinu thinks."

"If someone is willing to lend me the place, that's great. Zi Nu would like to thank this Taoist friend."

"Haha, you're welcome. We're all friends when we're out. Brothers, get ready and take a rest!"

The captain laughed and shouted heroically, and the caravan guards also shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

Everyone began to tidy up, rest and set up tents.

It can be seen that they are all good at surviving in the wild and their techniques are extremely skilled. Tents quickly appeared and the campfires soon illuminated the surroundings.

After a while, the fragrant aroma of meat wafted out.

The captain of the caravan came before Fazang.

"Little Master, dinner will be ready soon, and we can eat soon."

"That's your tent. You can rest here tonight. Tomorrow morning, you can go with us to the next city, little master. How about that?"

Fazang was very grateful for the caravan captain's kindness, but still shook his head to refuse.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Luo, but I am going in a different direction from you."

They were going to move forward, while Captain Luo was going to move back.

"Is that so? Well, I wonder where Master Fazang will go next. Maybe I know and we can see each other again in the future."

"If we are destined, we will meet again."

Captain Luo is a very burly man, two meters tall, with very strong muscles. The clothes he wears make him look like pieces of rock.

He also has a lot of beard on his face, a standard beard.

But he laughed heroically, with a chivalrous spirit.

He seemed to understand what the heroic spirit described in the book was like.

"By the way, Mr. Luo, you have traveled all over the country, protecting caravans, and must have been to many places. Do you know any strange people or things?"

"Strange people and strange things? Ah, I guess I know this."

Captain Luo smiled and said as if reminiscing: "Every place has its own stories. For example, there are stories about cannibalism in some villages. Every night, once the clouds cover the sun, unknown things will knock on the door. If you accidentally open the door, the thing outside will 'eat' you. Or, some towns are shrouded in fog, and the naked eye can only see ten meters away. The residents of the town are like zombies, lifeless. There are also some monsters in the mountains that kill someone close to you, eat him, and get into his skin, disguised as him to enter your house, and kill you and your family bit by bit."

"There are countless strange stories like this."

"But little master, my story is nothing. At best, I only travel back and forth between a few nearby villages and towns. The farthest place is Lingyue City. I can't really hear anything. If you want to hear about these strange people and things, you have to go to a big city."

The town shrouded in fog, the monsters knocking on the door in the middle of the night, the monsters disguised as humans... Fazang was very yearning to hear all of these, and it seemed that he couldn't wait to see them.

"Captain Luo, are these stories true?"

"Have you ever really seen these monsters?"

"Haha, it's just a story, how can it be true?"

Captain Luo waved his hand.

"Besides, if they are all true, how dangerous it would be. I am just a small third-level cultivator, and I have not even crossed the fourth level. If I encounter these, I have to find a way to hide."

"Young Master, are you interested in these stories?"

"Ok!"

Fazang nodded.

"I have been reading other strange stories since I was a child. Every night after I meditate and chant, I would read these books. I asked my master whether these were true or false. My master said that I had to read it myself."

"What you hear from others and read in books are all hearsay. Only what you see with your own eyes is true."

What you hear is not as good as what you see.

Is that so? "The young master's master must be a master."

"I have dreamed of becoming a master like my master since I was a child. I will work hard!"

"Haha, Master, you can do it! Are you coming down the mountain to practice? Do you hope to encounter these stories when you come down the mountain? Maybe they will be very interesting."

It is obviously a wonderful thing when the story in the storybook appears before your eyes.

But who knew, Fazang shook his head.

"I hope that the story is just a story and it would be best if it does not happen."

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Because, this way no one will get hurt."

The story has ups and downs, connecting the preceding and the following. There will be a passionate young man fighting all the way to punish evil and promote good; there will be kind people fighting against evil and sticking to their nature; there will be people who inherit their will and continue to fight.

So many protagonists shine and strive to become stronger.

It's good to watch them grow, but great stories always come with sacrifice.

Behind them are countless corpses and blood.

Fazang likes stories, but he doesn't like them to actually happen before his eyes.

"So, little master, you are really kind-hearted."

"Haha, if the young master always sticks to his original intention, maybe one day, I will hear the young master's name resounding throughout Nanzhou."

Captain Luo patted Fazang on the back and seemed to like this answer very much.

"Young Master, dinner seems to be ready. I'll go get it for the young master and this purple girl."

"Thank you, Mr. Luo."

Captain Luo left here. Fazang looked at his back and couldn't help but praise: "Donor Zi Nu, Captain Luo is really a good person."

"Good guy?"

Zi Nu murmured these two words and then smiled.

I hope you can say this sentence next time, little master.

Captain Luo came to the caravan, spoke a few words to his subordinates, and then went into the carriage.

"Miss."

He lowered his voice and called "Miss", and soon a voice came from inside.

"How is it? Have you asked about the origins?"

"I have found out everything. They came from Jinshan Temple. They came down the mountain to gain experience. I have never heard of the name Jinshan Temple. There shouldn't be bald monks in Nanzhou. It should be a small hidden temple. Ha, I didn't expect that there is a hidden temple in Nanzhou, and we have found it."

"So, he's a useless loser? Then what does he look like?"

"It's very beautiful."

"it is good!"

Inside the carriage, the woman's voice was faintly unable to be restrained.

"I want him!"

"Miss, if we tie up this bald donkey, we will be able to sell it for a good price, and..."

He was greedy.

"There's a woman next to that little bald donkey."

The thin branches are bearing beautiful fruits, and you can’t see your toes when you look down. It is truly the most beautiful sight in the world!
"I reward you!"

"Thank you, miss!"

Captain Luo was overjoyed, with a smile on his bearded face.

Terrible and terrifying.

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