Chapter 1,33 Tea shops in the town

The ascetic monk still lowered his head with great respect, but his body trembled slightly.

He is a master of the Red Yi Sect. The Red Yi Sect is extremely special among the Tantric Buddhism in the north of Mobei. The Red Yi Sect is not only the oldest Tantric sect, but also the Red Yi Sect only practices and only participates in the scriptures, and never participates in any political and religious struggles.

It is precisely because of this purity that although many Tantric sects in Mobei have been in constant conflict for hundreds of years, they all highly recognize the status of the Red Yi Sect.

The Red Yi Sect’s sect’s sutra-cultivation practitioners are the most devout believers in the Red Yi Sect. In a sense, this Red Yi Sect’s sutra-cultivation practitioner has dedicated his entire life to the Destiny Volume.

Any words mentioned in the Destiny Volume are true Heavenly Era for them, and they cannot be doubted.

If someone else said these words to him questioning the Destiny Book, he would definitely kill the man at any time. However, the person who said this to him at this time was the Demon Sect, the Destiny person recognized by the Destiny Book.

He cannot question the Destiny Book, so he cannot question the Destiny.

However, the Destiny Man said that the Destiny Book itself is a lie, and it was one of the many means left behind by the god-like emperor behind him when a powerful divine dynasty that once existed in the world was destroyed.

This is completely contrary to the devout belief of the Red Yi Sect for hundreds of years.

His body kept trembling.

He was in great pain.

If there is a choice, he would rather give up knowing the truth.

"I have told you the truth, and the key now lies in your choice after you know the truth."

The Demon Sect restrained his joking expression, and his expression calmed down, but holding this white oracle bone, the confidence in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"I started practicing since I was sensible, and believed in the description of the Book of Destiny of Heaven. I dedicated my life to the destiny of Heaven. Since you are a destiny of Heaven, whether you tell me the truth or not, I will use my life to serve you." The ascetic monk listened to the words of the Demon Sect, he looked up stiffly, then looked at the Demon Sect and said slowly.

When he finished speaking, his body stopped trembling. When he looked at the Demon Sect's expression, he was both pious and extremely respectful.

"So people in this world only believe in the facts they believe, but not the true truth." The Demon Sect laughed.

He just smiled.

He did not say this sentence in his heart.

He did not say or ask anything to the ascetic monk anymore, nor did he even ask the ascetic monk to do anything.

Although the Tantric Buddhism in Mobei has been severely damaged, it is still a force that cannot be underestimated on this land.

After he smiled, he moved his steps directly.

The wild horses in the distance shouted happily.

This ascetic monk from Tantric Buddhism didn't know why the wild horses seemed so happy. Before he could react, the figure of the Demon Sect had disappeared directly from his sight.

...

Just as if he didn't know why the wild horses seemed so happy, the ascetic monk didn't know where the Demon Sect went. He was even shocked to find that even this meadow did not seem to have any trace of the Demon Sect, no breath left, and even no footprints.

Half a day later, the Demon Sect came outside a small town.

This town is on the east side of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

There are many wild peach trees around this town. Although the cold wind is like a knife and the peach trees are as ugly as ghosts, I think when spring comes, the surroundings of this town will be brilliant and beautiful.

This town is called Taohua Town.

There was no fame in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The fruits of wild peach trees were picked before they were ripe and made into pickled fruits.

In the Southern Dynasty, apricots and peaches were usually pickled with sugar or honey to make dried fruit candied fruits, which was naturally very sweet, but people around this town used salt to pickle these unripe fruits and made pickled vegetables.

The Demon Sect has walked through many places in this world and he is not picky about his diet, but he still feels that this kind of pickled vegetables is contrary to common sense and cannot be verified at all.

This town is full of farmers and fishermen. They can still have food and clothing, but their life is not very particular. There is not even a wine shop in the entire town.

Even if you have to drink, you have to go to a nearby town.

But the people in this town like to drink tea.

Although there is no wine shop, there is a tea shop instead.

This tea shop only sells tea bricks, but not tea.

Like this town, this tea shop is not very famous.

He has no fame and only occasionally comes to buy tea bricks and goes back, so his business is very leisurely.

Such a tea shop is enough to have a shop owner.

But there is a shop owner and a guy in this tea shop.

These two are not young anymore. The guy looks in his fifties and his hair is gray, while the owner looks nearly seventy. Although he is in good spirits, his hair is almost gone.

Not far from the tea shop, it is the only butcher shop in the town.

This butcher shop is open, with a few wooden pillars on top and a piece of meat in the middle. Sometimes when you kill pigs, you sell pork, and sometimes when you kill sheep, you sell mutton, and sometimes when you sell dog meat.

Although I don’t do much business, there is a fishy smell everywhere.

The place where pigs and sheep is slaughtered is at the butcher shop, so the smell of internal organs and feces floats around the tea shop from time to time.

The Demon Sect walked to the door of the tea shop.

He sniffed the breath of the tea shop and the butcher shop and shook his head.

The guy in the tea shop was spreading some loose tea, while the owner was cooking fire beside the brazier. There was an iron net on the brazier with a few black pieces, not just a tuber of some plants.

"I passed here many years ago, and even bought a few fish from the fishermen here. But at that time I didn't notice your tea shop and didn't feel anything unusual."

The Demon Sect glanced at the guy who was facing his back to him, then looked up at the owner of the shop next to the fire plate, and smiled again, "It's really abnormal when you think about it now."

The guy was still making tea, and he didn't seem to hear him at all.

The owner, whose hair was almost gone, habitually reached out to sort out his hand and did not answer immediately. He just looked at him for a while, then lit the black-grilled tubers on the brazier and said, "Do you want to try it?"

The Demon Sect shook his head and said, "It would be hard to eat if you think so."

The owner seemed to have seen through the prank, and started to laugh. Many of his teeth fell off, and a little leaked when he smiled.

"Who are you?"

The owner smiled and asked two questions in a row, "How could he suddenly find us here?"

"You don't even know me, and you can't recognize me?"

The Demon Sect was a little surprised. He frowned and said, "I am the Demon Sect... I really don't understand what kind of people you are. If you can't wait for the result you want, you will really stay here for the rest of your life?"

"Demon Sect?"

The owner's face suddenly became stiff.

He seemed to have never seen the portrait of the Demon Sect and could not recognize the Demon Sect, but he obviously knew who the Demon Sect was.

And just opposite him, the shop clerk who was originally as if nothing had happened and even seemed to have not heard the voice of the Demon Sect suddenly shivered.

"How did you find this place, how did you find us..."

The owner of the shop looked at the Demon Sect and asked in disbelief.
Chapter completed!