Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 122 Beijing View

If nothing unexpected happens, the news of this court trial will spread throughout Tianshui City. Maybe people will mention it in the future and remember - the younger sister went to the court to clear her brother's name, the students of the academy risked their future to testify, and the headmaster of the academy walked on crutches to file a lawsuit against the criminal.

However, the news that "a strange young man suddenly came to the court and arrested the prefect with one blow" would surely spread widely.

After receiving a message from the border, Lu Wensheng and his companions had to leave quickly. It was said that there had been another conflict on the grassland, with many casualties. Xun Ruo and his companions who arrived first also discovered traces of the demon cultivators.

Outside Tianshui City, students such as Jiang Cailin and Liu Jun came out to see him off, and Lu Wensheng gave these scholars his most sincere blessings.

“I wish you all to be like the towering mountains, neither humble nor overbearing, neither boastful nor boastful; like the autumn frost on the jade, flawless and without flaws, without blame or complaint; like the green pines and white cranes, without worry or fear, without laziness or forgetfulness!”

Gu Jinzhi was shocked when he heard this, his head was buzzing - well, it's another day to come to the human world to make up the numbers~

Yan Qingshu snorted and stood up - Oh yeah, it was within her knowledge! She was so good at pretending!

"Ahem, may you have the courage to move forward an inch, and the composure to retreat a foot!"

Wei Xun glanced at Yan Qingshu: "Where did you hear that?" Her mind could not contain anything else except beauties, and this was something that her melon-seed-sized brain could not come up with.

Yan Qingshu felt that this man was becoming more and more arrogant and glared at him.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." She still likes the swordsman who holds the sword and doesn't speak except when giving spirit stones.

Ning Rongrong glanced at the two people who were bickering: Tsk, based on her years of experience - these two people are having an affair! It will happen sooner or later!

"We will work together to restore the clarity of the academic world, give the world a roar, and live up to expectations - Brother Yangming, goodbye!"

Jiang Cailin and other students said goodbye and watched everyone leave from afar until they could no longer see them.

Lu Wensheng didn’t know what the future would be like for these young people, or whether they could maintain this sincerity, but at least they had a promising future now.

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On the way, we passed by a broken city. The towering border city of Huo could be seen from fifty miles away. There were no soldiers guarding the city, and the city gates were wide open. There was no one living within a hundred miles, as if it was an empty city. However, facing the sky outside the Great Wall, flames were shooting up into the sky, and there was a faint smell of smoke blowing in the wind.

As we got closer, the coldness grew stronger. The trees on both sides of the road had long lost their colorful colors and their bark had been stripped clean, leaving only bare old trunks and gnarled branches towering into the clouds. A few crows flew through the air, making hoarse cries, and landed on branches not far away.

There was a "mountain" in the open space not far away, with birds flying on the top. The smell of decay could be smelled from a long distance away. Lu Wensheng and others had good eyesight and could see it clearly, and they felt a chill in their hearts.

What is before my eyes is not a hillside at all, but a "Jingguan" made of piled up human heads and corpses!

In ancient times, when people killed an enemy and displayed the bodies after a victory in battle, they would always build a "Jingguan" as a place to hide the bodies. This was done in order for the victors to show off their achievements. They would collect the corpses of the enemies and pile them up on both sides of the road. They would then cover them with soil and tamp them down to form a pyramid-shaped high mound called a "Jingguan". This was used to intimidate the enemy country and army.

However, the corpses here were covered with coarse linen clothes, and there were also corpses of children. The "Jingguan" was mostly composed of civilians - they were purely venting their anger, and the residents of this city were directly slaughtered.

Long spears pierced through the bitter cold, iron hooves crushed the Yangguan Pass, tens of thousands of prisoners were captured, thirty miles of zombie hills were buried in a Jingguan, and thirty miles of rotten meat... The mountains of corpses that were only mentioned in a few words in history books were now displayed before our eyes in a bloody manner.

There are broken walls and piles of yellow leaves, and white clouds are hazy between the green mountains and the wild graves. The desolate land is empty and deserted. Looking at the lonely grave thousands of miles away, there is no one to express the desolation.

Under the broken tiles and ruins, the flags of Huocheng were thrown off the city wall, and there were corpses of soldiers hanging on the wall. The flesh and blood under the cold armor grew into two-foot swords and spears.

It is a time of change in chaos, with thousands of miles of barren land, and a cruel reality of broken swords, exhausted arrows, and exposed bones in the wild.

These corpses have been here for some time, but fortunately the weather has not warmed up yet, otherwise the corpses would have swelled up like balloons, with their skin cracked and liquid oozing out, and the rotten liquid emitting a disgusting sour stench.

But the situation is not much better now. Most of the stacked corpses have completely collapsed, revealing their rotten internal organs, which are scattered around the corpses like black mud.

The air was filled with the stench of corrupted and diseased organs, which was suffocating and nauseating. The morbid smell was like a mixture of stench and decayed matter, which filled the air all around, making it almost unbearable.

Lu Wensheng vomited directly, and Yan Qingshu vomited so much that bile was about to come out. All the young disciples covered their mouths and noses, holding onto tree trunks and vomiting violently. Only Ji Yanli, Liu Jiqian, Wei Xun, and Gu Jinzhi, who was in the same profession, were better off.

Ji Yanli and his companions have had a lot of training time and have participated in bloody battles. Although they feel sick, the situation is still okay.

After investigation, it was found that there was no sign of life in Huocheng. Everyone felt an indescribable sense of sadness in their hearts, and also understood the brutality of the grassland people.

In order to avoid accidentally entering the place where the two armies were fighting and affecting the situation, some monks came to pick them up, but the other party's aura was different from theirs, and his eyes were the vertical pupils of animals, but it was not easy to notice if you didn't look carefully.

"Greetings, fellow Taoists. I am Fang Xiaoliang, who was born in the fox tribe of the demon world."

The young demon cultivator in front of him had a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with two patches of highland red on his face. He smiled naively, looking like a real child, and to be honest, he also had a kind of righteous air.

Yan Qingshu whispered to Lu Wensheng: "It's not what I thought. Shouldn't a vixen be able to turn around and smile, charming everyone?"

Fang Xiaoliang: "Um...I can actually hear you. You can ask me directly."

Damn, I forgot that these cultivators have very sharp ears - Yan Qingshu turned her head and smiled obediently.

"I don't mean anything else."

Lu Wensheng glanced at her, feeling somewhat helpless: Cricket, has he been caught in the act?

"I know. It's not like no one has asked me before. I don't mind. I am a Tibetan fox. The kind that you said charms everyone is usually a white fox or a red fox..."

What the hell? Tibetan foxes? In the world of cultivation, the monsters have different species? So there really is a Tibetan fox tribe?!

A square-faced fox with squinting eyes and an embarrassed expression suddenly appeared in Yan Qingshu's mind. She almost burst out laughing, and Lu Wensheng also frantically suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to rise.

The others had rarely seen Tibetan foxes, and they didn’t know why Lu Wensheng and Yan Qingshu’s expressions suddenly became “intriguing”.