Volume 1 Chapter 509: State of Mind

Chapter 509 State of Mind

Zhang Pa returned to the mountain twice and killed many people with his own hands. Since then, low-level monks dare not climb the mountain easily. In their mouths, the Tianlei Mountain disciples are mad dogs, biting whoever they catch, and are more vicious than the evil disciples of the Demon Sect.

Standing under the archway of the mountain gate and looking up, I see the lush mountains and the dilapidated houses, and slowly step up the steps. The stone steps are green, and the mountain wind can blow away the dust, but it also blows many fallen leaves, last year's and this year's, scattered and scattered.

The stone steps are very long. I stepped on each step carefully and walked to the square in front of the Tianlei Temple. In the past, this was the most important place of the Tianlei Taoist Temple, the leader of the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom. Walk around the square and enter the Tianlei Temple.

There is nothing and no one in the temple. Things that are worth a little money have been taken away by people, and it looks empty. Walking silently, it looks more like a ghost than a ghost. There is a staircase at the corner behind the temple, leading to the second floor, which is divided into several rooms, and there is a living room for the headmaster. Now all the rooms have their doors wide open, just like the hall downstairs.

Walk into any room at random, stand in front of the window, the wooden window is closed, look out through the gap, it seems that everything is equally unclear, whether far or near. After looking for a while, turn around and walk down the stairs, out of the Tianlei Hall, and turn to the Ziguang Pavilion. The Ziguang Pavilion is the training place for the elite disciples of the Tianlei Taoist Temple, with many small buildings.

Zhang Pa sat down in front of the Ziguang Pavilion. For some reason, he didn't want to go in, so he just looked inside the door. He remembered many things in his mind, such as being bullied, ridiculed, and insulted when he was a child; he also remembered many people, such as his fellow brothers and uncles. His eyes slowly looked at them, and his mind was recalling them bit by bit.

This time, refining weapons in the Five Spirits Blessed Land for three hundred years made him realize something, at least he knew that things had to be done one by one. He also knew that he couldn't escape, and he had to face everything.

After sitting for a long time, he stood up, spread his wings and flew west. There is a huge rock two thousand miles west of Tianlei Mountain, and under the rock is his first home. The low wall was made of rubble, and half of the room was built inside the stone. He did everything himself. Strangely, he seldom thought of this home.

He folded his wings and landed outside the yard. He originally planned to go home to take a look, but when he arrived at the door, he didn't want to go in. He looked at it for a while and turned away.

He let fly at full speed to Yong'an Lake and arrived at the island in the middle of the lake. After carefully checking the surrounding environment, he took off his shirt, dived to the bottom of the lake, and flattened himself on the cold ice wall. In an instant, he felt the biting cold and his whole body was numb. Shenlei began to protect Zhang Pa's body with spiritual power to maintain the function of the whole body, but the chest muscles were necrotic again without any accident.

The cold spiritual energy of the ice wall was input into the ice crystal through the body, stimulating it to wake up. But this time the injury was too serious. Zhang Pa lay like a big toad for more than a year before the ice crystal slowly woke up, and then took the initiative to leave his body and drill back into the ice wall. Only then did he get free and swim back to the island in the middle of the lake. Use the technique to seal the blood vessels of the skin outside the heart, calm the pain, slice off the dead flesh piece by piece with a knife, take the life pill, and remove the restriction of the technique after the wound heals. The rest is to wait.

Bing Jing took too long to heal, and Zhang was afraid of trouble in the process of waiting. There are many fishing villages around Yong'an Lake, and fishing is the main livelihood. In this world, there are conflicts when there are interests. The livelihood of fishermen has become the interests in the eyes of others, so disputes arise.

There are two natural villages in the northeast of the lake. Because they are close to Yong'an County, the fish caught can always be sold in time. In comparison, they are relatively large and wealthy villages. But life is always full of disasters. When someone makes money, someone will be jealous, so fishing tyrants appear. Fishing tyrants are divided into three groups. One group is from the village, forcing villagers to join a certain association, collecting membership fees and management fees, and those who do not join are not allowed to fish. Another group is in the city of Yong'an County. They occupy all markets. If you want to sell fish, you can only go through them, or pay high rent, or sell the fish to them at a low price. In short, it is impossible not to be skinned. The third group of fishing tyrants are actually gangsters who collect protection fees. They collect any money that is related to the above. For example, they collect money when launching a new boat, which is a security deposit to ensure the safety of the boat. They collect money when selling hairtail in Yong'an City, which is a road use fee. Otherwise, don't pass through here.

Not counting the taxes from the government, there are already three groups of vampires torturing the people, forcing everyone to suffer. Go to the government office to file a complaint? The government office wants evidence, otherwise it will ignore you. Fighting with the fishing tyrants, who can you beat?

If you just collect money, it would be better. The most terrible thing happens, someone steals the business. A fish station appears on the north bank of Yong'an Lake to buy live fish. More and more fishermen from other villages go directly to the north bank of Yong'an Lake after fishing and sell the fish at a low price. They don't go to the road, the market, or pay dues, which saves a lot of money. Yong'an County is so small and has so many people. With more fish, the price will naturally be cheaper. Fishermen can't sell at a good price, and their income will decrease. But the three gangs of fishing tyrants don't care about this and collect money as usual, making the fishermen in the two villages poorer and poorer. Many fishermen can't pay the usual money.

When you are poor, you will change. Some fishermen secretly fish in the middle of the night, and then take the mountain road to sell the fish into the Shiwan Mountains, and exchange them for game or herbs with the people in the mountains. Gradually, the number of fishermen entering the mountains gradually increased, and a small market was formed in the mountains, which only traded in the early morning. As a result, the income of the three gangs of fishing tyrants dropped sharply, especially the gang of fishing tyrants who collected protection fees had almost no income. No one was seen leaving the boat, and no one went to the city to sell fish. Even if they wanted to collect money, they could not find anyone.

In this situation, the fishing tyrants were of course unwilling to accept it. After careful investigation, they found that the fishermen slept during the day and fished at night. So they organized gangsters to arrest people at night, and those who were caught in the act were either beaten into disability or redeemed with money.

On the first night, they caught two fishing boats that were fishing at night. The fishing tyrants had six boats, and they used their numbers to bully the few, and forced the two fishing boats to the center of the lake. They were discovered by Zhang Pa.

Zhang was afraid to wonder what kind of show these people were doing without sleeping in the middle of the night? I sneaked over to take a look and found that the people on the two boats in front looked nervous, and the people on the six boats behind were swearing and arrogant. It turned out that they were fighting.

Three hundred years of tempering his mind made Zhang Wen even more persistent in his beliefs. When you see injustice, you must deal with it! A small sampan was launched, and after getting on it, it slowly floated over, right in front of two fishing boats. The fishermen on the boat were extremely nervous and shouted: "Get out of the way."

Zhang Ai was very obedient and turned the bow of the boat to pass the two fishing boats, and then blocked the two chasing fishing boats. A group of fishermen were very arrogant and yelled: "Get out of my way, or my legs will be broken."

Zhang Pingquan pretended not to hear, and asked with a smile: "What happened? Why don't you sleep?"

The fishermen have relatively good character. Someone shouted to Zhang Afraid: "Run!"

The fisherman from behind scolded: "Fuck you, none of you can escape."

Zhang was afraid but was not angry. He controlled the small sampan to catch up with the two fishing boats in front and said, "Follow me." He led them to the small island in the middle of the lake. It was so late at night that I couldn't see the way forward. When the fishermen discovered the island, they were already about to land. They opened their mouths and cursed: "Asshole! Where can I lead the way?"

At this time, it was too late to turn around, so the people in the two boats had to leave the boat and land on the beach. Most of them looked coldly at Zhang Afraid, suspecting that he was part of a group of fishing tyrants.