The sun was past three poles. A pony, a big man, and a boy walked slowly out of the mountain pass.

"Actually, we could all run last night."

Ji Wutong looked at the thousands of ravines in the distance. He hadn't even reached his first stop, Wanlang City, and the experience was so dangerous.

"It's so boring to run, my life is already boring enough."

Xue Pingshan, who was walking aside, did not choose Yukong today.

It's nice to take a walk. You can see the new branches of the trees around you trembling in the wind, and the grass blades at your feet are dripping with dew.

You have to slow down your life, otherwise you will miss a lot of interesting things.

Xue Pingshan changed his route and took Ji Wutong towards the main road, heading towards Qingshui Town.

About two hours later, Xue Pingshan squatted on the main road and shook his head.

"There is also something wrong with this boundary monument."

Xue Pingshan glanced at the end of the road in the distance, and there was nothing unusual. The boundary monument was damaged, and there was a war. These were not good omens.

"What? Are you scared? Do you want to go home?"

Xue Pingshan smiled, he was looking at the road ahead, and his younger brother Ji Wutong was looking at the road behind.

Ji Wutong shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid. I have to make a name for myself before going back!"

Every wanderer who leaves home is like a kite in the sky, and the care of his parents is the thread.

When wanderers feel homesick, they can only look back. They have to fly high and far so that their parents' hard work will not be in vain.

"My parents don't care whether you become famous or not, they just want you to be safe."

Xue Pingshan has never felt the love of his parents, this is something he imagined.

"But I care."

Ji Wutong said, holding Dabai in hand. He had to get to Wanlang City as soon as possible. There was a post office there. He wanted to write a letter to his parents. The boundary markers outside were turbulent and it was not advisable to go out.

This place is still forty miles away from Qingshui Town. Qingshui Town is larger than Renhe Town and there are many immortals there. Xue Pingshan plans to follow the main road to fly in the air.

"Can you go?" Ji Wutong patted Dabai.

Dabai nodded, took out a piece of bread made by his mother from Ji Wutong's bag, and walked leisurely into the grass nearby.

Xue Pingshan grabbed Ji Wutong's shoulders, took two quick steps, and rose into the wind.

The snow became lighter and lighter along the way, and green buds appeared on the grass and trees, beginning to decorate the mountains and fields that had been dry for more than a few months.

About ten miles away from Qingshui Town, Xue Pingshan collected his immortal power and fell to the ground.

"how?"

Ji Wutong asked, Xue Pingshan looked at the mountain valley in the distance with a solemn expression.

"It should be that the mountain spiders from Erlong Mountain not far away came down the mountain!" Xue Pingshan squinted his eyes, and the machete behind him trembled faintly.

Ji Wutong looked toward the mountain valley, but felt nothing. He marveled at Xue Pingshan's perception and experience in the wild.

I think I should learn more from Xue Pingshan. There will be many days walking in the wild in the future.

"Let's take a detour. This mountain spider is in trouble. It's even harder to deal with than that trouble!"

Xue Pingshan said, dragging Ji Wutong, who was still there, into the mountains on the side.

The mountain spider is a four-element gregarious beast, as big as a goat, and lives in groups of three to five.

These mountain spiders have a clear division of labor when fighting. The most deadly thing is the spider silk spewed from their mouths. If you touch it, you will die. There is no antidote.

Therefore, most of the spider silk is used as poison by people, and Xue Pingshan is not interested in those things.

Who can be a good person who needs poison?

"There is a Baina Village to the east, where Penglai Golden Flower Empress has been worshiped for generations. We will go there to rest tonight."

Xue Pingshan said no more nonsense. Looking at the east direction and seeing nothing unusual, he grabbed Ji Wutong and flew into the air.

Ji Wutong had heard of the legend of the Golden Flower Empress.

Legend has it that the Golden Flower Empress was born in Baina Village. Thousands of years ago, the Golden Flower Empress worshiped in the Confucian and Taoist sect, and the monsters she killed with a flying sword became frightened.

However, the Golden Flower Empress was kind to the villagers and responded to all requests. After flying to Penglai, the Golden Flower Empress Temple in Baina Village was very prosperous, and foreigners often came to visit.

About half the time it took to burn the incense, Ji Wutong saw Baina Village in the air. It was a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers, with streaks of cooking smoke floating by the river.

In the center of the village, there is a row of red-walled courtyards, and in the middle of the courtyard there is a gold-roofed tile-roofed house. That should be the Temple of the Golden Flower Empress.

Strangely, Xue Pingshan collected his magical power and landed not far from the entrance of the village. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, this Baina Village is the busiest.

Nearly a hundred households in the village will carry the statue of the Golden Flower Queen to the entrance of the village and hold a grand temple fair at the entrance of the village, attracting many outsiders.

But today the entrance to the village was empty, and every household seemed to be closed behind closed doors.

"who!"

When Xue Pingshan and Ji Wutong walked to the entrance of the village, two immortals with swords suddenly jumped out in front of them.

"I'm in Xue Pingshan, Wanlang City. I'm here to pay my respects at the Baina Village Temple Fair today."

Xue Pingshan smiled and bowed his hands.

"There is no temple fair in Baina Village today, so the whole village would like to thank you! You two, please go back."

The immortal wearing a green shirt sounded very impatient. He looked up and down at Xue Pingshan and Ji Wutong, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Fairy, this Baina Village has a temple fair every year, what's going on this year..."

"Let's go, let's go! Don't you want to break into our village?"

The green-robed immortal said that he was about to draw his sword, and Ji Wutong quickly pulled Xue Pingshan back.

The two of them couldn't enter the village, so they had to sit under a tree outside the village and meditate to rest.

"Thank you on the second day of the Lunar New Year. Something big must have happened in the village." Xue Pingshan said to himself. After so many years of walking outside, he has never been as embarrassed as today.

Ji Wutong wiped his bow and arrows, especially the silver arrow. He had to take good care of it.

"Brother Xue, something is wrong."

Ji Wutong said, the silver arrow in his hand did not move, and the direction pointed by the arrow happened to be the Golden Flower Empress Temple.

Xue Pingshan did not speak, but closed his eyes. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

They both looked towards the Golden Flower Empress Temple.

"Go faster!"

Before the two of them could confirm, a fairy came in front and three fairy boys followed, escorting a pair of orphans and widows to the entrance of the village.

The mother and son were wearing thin clothes. The woman was carrying a cloth bag on her shoulder, with a few unlined clothes scattered on the floor. The child was only about three years old and was crying incessantly.

The mother and son staggered under the push, and finally fell at the entrance of the village. Apparently they were driven out of the village.

Ji Wutong let out a long breath and looked at his mother who was kneeling on the ground, still trying hard to laugh and tease her child, asking him not to cry.

Ji Wutong felt sour in his heart, and then he started to warn himself, just like Lianzi was humiliated that night.

Don't worry about it if it doesn't concern you. Don't worry about it if it doesn't concern you!

After reciting silently in his mind, Ji Wutong closed his eyes and let the silver arrow in his hand shake.

"Isn't this bullying?"

Xue Pingshan shouted angrily, stood up from the ground, went to the mother and son, and carefully helped them up.

After asking for a few words, I found out that on the eve of the New Year's Eve, the Golden Flower Queen asked her in a dream to convict her, saying that the incense in the village was not good enough.

Early the next morning, about fifty cattle, sheep, donkeys and horses died in the village. The village chief was puzzled. Over the years, the Golden Flower Empress Temple was the most popular temple in the eight villages in the ten miles.

Last night, the village chief once again dreamed of the Golden Flower Queen, saying that if he saw anyone in the village who did not worship with all his heart today, he would punish the whole village.

The village chief woke up from his dream, thought about it over and over, and finally realized that this pair of orphans and widowers in the village could not even afford incense, so today he made up his mind to drive them out of the village.
Chapter completed!