The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Linghu Chong could not help but frown and asked, "What do you mean by being killed by us?"

A villager cried, "Although the bandits came to rob our food, they won't take it all. They will leave us a way to survive. We can survive if we grit our teeth and tighten our belts. If you kill these bandits, you can leave but we can't. When they take our village out to vent their anger, how can we not be killed?"

"Who said we were going to run away!"

Lin Pingzhi roared loudly, and the wailing of hundreds of villagers stopped.

"Listen."

Lin Pingzhi looked at these villagers with an angry look on his face.

"We won't run away. We'll just sit here until dawn and wait for those bandits to come. If anything happens, I'll take the consequences alone. It has nothing to do with you!"

Hearing what he said, hundreds of villagers were silent, but their expressions were half-believing and half-doubting.

"It sounds good, but if you get scared and sneak away in the middle of the night, who will be able to stop you?"

someone whispered.

Linghu Chong had good ears, and when he heard the whispers, his temper flared up. He took a step forward and his face darkened.

"Don't forget it."

Linghu Chong's voice made hundreds of villagers look at him.

"We killed these bandits. We can kill them, but we can't kill you. I told you we won't run away. We'll just wait here for these bandits to come. If you dare to complain again, be careful that I'll get angry and kill you all."

Linghu Chong's words were very effective. The villagers shut up and dared not complain anymore. They had no choice but to turn around and go back, but they were still wailing.

Even the old man and his family who had previously received Jiang Ning and the other two did not dare to say anything. They looked at them, sighed silently, and turned away.

"Brother, they..."

Lin Pingzhi came and sat down beside Jiang Ning.

"Used to it."

Jiang Ning was calm.

Lin Pingzhi was indignant: "But I feel unfair!"

Jiang Ning was meditating with his eyes closed on a stone in front of the village entrance.

"People's hearts are hard to predict. Even if you do good things, not everyone will thank you. When you travel around the world, you will see many things. You will encounter more in the future."

This is nothing. Jiang Ning has gotten used to it. He has encountered worse things.

"But I don't understand. I clearly want to help them, why..."

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help showing a trace of grievance, and at the same time felt a little confused.

Linghu Chong was fine. He didn't care much about these things and he was too lazy to talk about the villagers' misunderstanding of them.

But Lin Pingzhi felt a little mentally broken at this moment.

"As we travel the world, we will encounter many people and many things. Some people will question us, some will hate us, and some will misunderstand us, just like these villagers. This is what we must experience."

Jiang Ning's voice was calm and rang out clearly in the silent night.

"But what I want to tell you is that when facing these doubts, misunderstandings and hatred, don't hesitate, don't be confused, as long as you are not ashamed of the heavens and the people, then do it."

"My heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror."

Jiang Ning's words were soft but firm.

He has remained on this path until his death.

How can one achieve enlightenment without experiencing the world's affairs?

"Brother, I understand."

Lin Pingzhi lowered his head and said.

At this time, the grievance and resentment in his heart had dissipated a lot.

Linghu Chong stroked his chin and thought about it, and after a moment he suddenly realized.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ning, I remember you said that before."

Linghu Chong remembered that Jiang Ning had also said this when he was giving lectures to his fellow disciples a few years ago. At that time, he, Yue Buqun and other Huashan disciples were also outside listening.

Jiang Ning nodded. He had indeed said these things before, but at that time Lin Pingzhi had not yet joined the Huashan Sect.

Jiang Ning looked at Lin Pingzhi and said, "I have something to say to you."

Lin Pingzhi quickly straightened his expression and said, "Brother, please speak."

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "When you reach a difficult place, it is the time to cultivate your mind."

Sometimes, the more we are at such times, the closer we are to the Tao.

"Junior brother, please remember this."

Lin Pingzhi nodded.

After Jiang Ning said this, the resentment in his heart dissipated a lot.

After a while, Linghu Chong suddenly snorted.

Lin Pingzhi was puzzled and wanted to ask what was wrong, but suddenly he discovered something and began to look angry again.

In several dark corners of the village, several villagers were peeking at them.

This is obviously because they are worried that they will go back on their word and run away, so they have to let a few villagers watch them.

Lin Pingzhi snorted heavily and sat down, feeling unhappy.

After an unknown amount of time, some footsteps were heard in the village again.

Lin Pingzhi turned around and was suddenly stunned.

More than a dozen villagers came over from the village, holding things in their hands, including the old man and his family who had previously received the three of them.

"Three young masters."

The old man came over. "Although I don't know who you are, I know you must be good people. We are not heartless people. We know that you killed these bandits for us."

Other villagers spoke up.

"Everyone was too scared just now, so we couldn't say anything, and we couldn't do much. I just heard from Lao Li that the three heroes hadn't finished their meal, so we prepared some food for them. It's just simple food, so please don't mind."

These dozen or so villagers were holding food in their hands, including a lot of chickens, ducks, fish and meat, which were obviously specially slaughtered for them.

Looking at them, Lin Pingzhi was stunned.

Chapter 488: Brothers Kill Bandits

Lin Pingzhi was originally a little angry at these villagers for repaying kindness with enmity, but after seeing these dozen villagers, he didn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment.

"Yo? Looks good."

Linghu Chong looked at the food and then raised his head and asked, "Do you have any wine?"

"liquor?"

The villagers looked at each other.

"Yes, but it's not very good. Don't be offended, sir."

When Linghu Chong heard that there was wine, he said happily, "Bring it here." He didn't care whether it was good or not.

"Wait a moment, sir."

A villager said hurriedly, and then went back to get the wine.

"My three lords, it's cold at night, why don't you go to my house and rest for a night?"

The old man said.

Jiang Ning shook his head and refused: "No need."

After delivering the food, the villagers left. The villager who went back to get the wine also brought some wine over. Linghu Chong took a gulp of the wine and gulped it down.

"This wine is diluted with water, and it's no different from water."

Seeing this, Jiang Ning reminded him: "Big Brother, drink less."

Linghu Chong curled his lips.

"I'm not interested in drinking more of this wine."

He put down the wine and started to eat, saying that the food tasted good.

"Brother, you should eat something too."

Lin Pingzhi hesitated for a moment and started eating, but when he saw Jiang Ning didn't move, he spoke.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "I'm not hungry, you guys eat."

"Brother, are you afraid that the food is poisonous?"

Linghu Chong took a bite of the dish and asked curiously.

Jiang Ning laughed and said, "If it was really poisonous, you would have fallen to the ground foaming at the mouth by now, Senior Brother."

These foods are not poisonous. Ordinary people do not have poison in their homes. Even if they do, it is of very poor quality and can be seen at a glance. Colorless and odorless poisons are very expensive and rare.

Jiang Ning is really not hungry if he doesn't eat.

"Then we won't leave the two of us for you."

As he was speaking, Linghu Chong ate a whole chicken and then drank a big gulp of wine.

"Good wine, good meat."

Linghu Chong laughed, and then started to eat and drink again. He really didn't leave any for Jiang Ning.

After Linghu Chong had eaten and drunk his fill, he lay down on a rock and looked up at the stars.

Linghu Chong doesn't care about food, drink or shelter. Although he is sleeping outside now, it feels different for him.

"If the host can make his guests drunk, they will not know that they are away from home."

Looking at the starry sky, Linghu Chong also recited a line of poetry.

Lin Pingzhi ate in a very polite manner. After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth, came and sat down not far from Jiang Ning, adjusted his breath, and began to practice his internal skills.