(Monthly ticket!) Chapter 1017: A place that no one would have thought of. The topic seemed to arouse Fang Jie's interest. He leaned down and looked at the map, looking at it carefully. The shape of Sui Dynasty is like an irregular square, with the south side slightly wider than the north side. More than half of the southern territory is the coastline, and the other half is surrounded by the Langru Mountains, which are tens of thousands of miles from the north to the south. The northern boundary line, the northwest boundary is also Langru Mountain, and the northeast boundary is Baishan Mountain. Overall, although the Sui Dynasty is vast, the difference between the northwest and other places is too great. You must know that although it is cold in the White Mountains in the northeast, there is not a lot of food harvested from the fertile black soil every year. This is why when Gao Kaitai was negotiating with Fang Jie, he wanted Fang Jie to give up all the Northeastern roads to him. Northwest and northeast, horizontally on a line. Fang Jie doesn¡¯t know much about geology, and his memories from past lives are not helpful at all. "By the way, what does the Han man from your tribe do on weekdays?" Fang Jie asked Wanyan Yunshu. Wanyan Yunshu thought for a while and said: "The origin of this man is mysterious. Father Khan once asked him, and he only said that he came from the Central Plains. He didn't want to live in the dirty place of the Central Plains, so he came to Shiwanda Mountain. He said that although Shiwanda Mountain is bitter and cold, it is pure, and the people of our Bei Liao tribe are also simple." Sang Sasha smiled and said, "In this case, there is no way to tell whether it is true or not." Wanyan Yunshu continued: "He usually, Basically, he taught his brother knowledge, and his father often asked him some questions. My brother's earliest understanding of the Central Plains came from that person, so he yearned for the Central Plains and had the idea of ????going to live in the Central Plains for a while. Father Khan actually agreed to it, and he left with only a few guards. But my brother seemed to have said" Wanyan Yunshu rubbed his head and recalled hard. Such details seem to be really difficult for an informal woman like her. "I remembered that my brother said that the Central Plains he saw seemed a little different from the Central Plains that person mentioned. They were basically the same, but many details were different." She pouted to express that she had tried her best and could Thinking about it, these are already quite remarkable. Fang Jie couldn't help but laugh and said: "You are only remembering other things in your little head. It would be great if you can remember these things." Wanyan Yunshu pulled Fang Jie's arm over and hugged him: "That I didn¡¯t know you at that time, and I didn¡¯t yearn for the Central Plains as much as my brother did, and I didn¡¯t have many conversations with that Han gentleman. If I had known that I wanted to know you, I would have just asked him more.¡± Jie smiled and shook his head: "But that's the strange thing." He looked at Sang Sasa. Sang Sasha nodded: "Yes, that's the strange thing A Han who came from the Central Plains to the Shiwanda Mountains may not have traveled all over the Central Plains, so he doesn't know much about the customs of various places. He may not be right in general. But he He will never remember the details of where he lives. " Wanyan Yunshu was startled: "It turns out that Father Khan was wrong I remember when he mentioned it to Father Khan, Father Khan said that the Central Plains is rich in resources, but the details are not. There¡¯s no need to go into details. It turns out that you can be wrong in general, but you can¡¯t be too wrong in details.¡± Fang Jie smiled and said, ¡°So, it looks more and more like Sa Sa guessed that that person went to your tribe. It just has some purpose. Maybe this purpose is not for your tribe. The Beiliao people live on the edge of the Shiwan Mountain. Whether they want to enter the mountain or come out of the mountain, your tribe is the best place to stay. " Sang Sa Sa said. : "He must have prepared before going to your tribe. But he did not leave the Central Plains and go to the Shiwanda Mountain, but came out of it. So the things he prepared were all taught to him by others, not even he himself. I know what's right and wrong. Maybe he has never been to the Central Plains." Wanyan Yunshu rubbed the corners of his eyebrows: "It's so complicated, I'd better not think about it." Fang Jie said after thinking for a while. Now think about it according to your thinking, if he came out of the mountains and was sent out, and specially prepared something to deal with the Beiliao tribe, then what was his purpose? He just didn't want to lose contact with the outside world? "What else can there be?" Sang Sasa was silent for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "It is extremely difficult to enter Shiwanda Mountain, and the Beiliao tribe is the best place to stay. This is definitely true. I always thought that the people inside didn¡¯t want to be isolated and wanted to know what was going on outside, so I sent someone as a sentinel, but I never thought about whether this person settled in the Beiliao tribe and was waiting for some contact with the outside world. SolutionAfter thinking for a while, he nodded: "That's not true" This conversation was just a boring topic for a few people, because suddenly they got interested, so whether it was Fang Jie, Sang Sasa, or Wanyan Yun who once lived in Shiwan Mountain Shudu did not continue to speculate further. For one, it has nothing to do with them. Second, it¡¯s pretty good that they can guess this because they don¡¯t know much. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ Northwest Fan Gucheng The only people living in the city now are some homeless people. Their homes have been destroyed, and they have been avoiding the war since they fled. Their news is too limited, and they don't know if the war is over, so they dare not go home. So I could only walk aimlessly like this, like a zombie. They huddled in the corner, squeezing each other to keep warm. When Fang Jie returned to Fangu City, he had repaired this place. After a few years, it seemed to have become a lot more dilapidated. The joy and laughter that once rippled through this city have disappeared, and now only the children among the refugees are left crying because of hunger. Mr. Jiu, who was dressed in a moon-white Confucian shirt, walked slowly into Fangu City and took a look at the dusty and dirty streets. There were several refugees huddled under the far corner. When they saw someone coming, they subconsciously leaned back. Mr. Jiu shook his head, his eyebrows seemed a little bored. "People should become stronger after experiencing pain, otherwise the pain they experience will be meaningless. As these people live like zombies, the suffering of those years has completely defeated them. Even if they are sent to a paradise in the future, their spirits will still be gone. Gone. They will live in painful memories and tell people how miserable they have been in the past few years to gain sympathy There is no point in living for such people. " Behind him is a person. He looks like a **-year-old child. This boy is not pretty. His face is too long, his nose is too high, his eyelids are very thin, his cheekbones are slightly protruding, and he has some freckles on his face. Even wearing clean clothes that fit him well could not make him beautiful. His hair was a little yellow and split, and it was as if he was holding a handful of straw when it was spread down. "Master, you want to tell me not to be afraid of suffering, to regard suffering as an experience to temper yourself, and not to be passive and slack offright?" "You are really not smart enough." Mr. Jiu sighed slightly and said to himself The apprentice's understanding in these aspects is truly speechless. However, what he values ????is not the child's understanding of the world, but another aspect, which is very important. "Master, we haven't been here for a long time, what do we need to get this time?" the young man asked. He seemed not to be able to hear the slight disappointment in his master's tone. "There is nothing left to do." Mr. Jiu shook his head: "I have taken away the things that can be used here, and the rest are things that I cannot understand. This time, I am not taking anything else. But what to leave behind.¡± ¡°What to leave behind?¡± the young man asked. Mr. Jiu sighed heavily this time, because this child is really not smart: "I only brought you here, so naturally I want to keep you." "Oh" The young man nodded, but this time he didn't ask why. . "The rules of our Yueying Hall are not that the previous Mr. Jiu appoints his heir, but that whoever dominates is Mr. Jiu. But once the rules are set, there will be times when they are broken. I plan to train you and let you do it in the future. Mr. Jiu. So you have to work hard. If someone comes to rob you, you have to be able to kill him. " "Oh" the boy said again, but there was still no special reaction. Mr. Jiu was too lazy to say anything else, and pointed to the refugees who peeked out secretly: "Kill them all." "Why?" "There is no reason, I asked you to do this." The young man was silent for a while, feeling a little uncomfortable. Reluctantly, he turned around and walked towards the refugees. An hour later, the young man came back with the dagger still dripping with blood. Mr. Jiu seemed dissatisfied with his killing speed. But he also admired the boy's lack of hesitation when killing people. Those refugees could not escape because the city gate had been blocked by Mr. Jiu's men. But these people didn't kill anyone, because Mr. Jiu's order was to let this young man kill everyone. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ Mr. Jiu led the boy through a street and walked into a dilapidated shop. The wine flag fluttering in the wind at the door of the shop is only a fifth of its original size.Unexpectedly, it was covered with dirt, and only half of the white clouds could be vaguely seen. Entering this shop, passing through the front hall and kitchen, there is a small courtyard at the back. There is a well in the yard. When Fan Gu was still busy, the well never produced water, so the honest and honest man of the shop always had to carry a load to the well on the street far away. Fetch water. Once, the lady of the shop accidentally dropped a wooden basin for washing clothes into a dry well. She didn't hear the sound of the wooden basin breaking for a long time, so she sealed the dry well. She didn't think much about the reason for a well. It will be that deep. "Why is there a well built outside? If you can't get water out, won't you be suspected?" the young man asked. Mr. Jiu shook his head: "The well was drilled later, and water must have been produced at that time. But maybe something happened later, and the well collapsed, and the water was cut off. But no one thought that there would be something hidden in the collapsed place. "So many secrets." "Master, have you always lived in a well?" "No." Mr. Jiu said, "I have always lived in this city. I am just one of the most inconspicuous people in this city." That's all. When it's time for me to go back, I go down from this well. The owners of this shop were a couple, both of whom were pretty good at cultivation, but they didn't notice me. Sometimes I would sit on the edge of the well and watch the two of them bicker. The woman would always win, but at night, she would make special compensation to him. "What is special compensation?" asked the young man. Mr. Jiu smiled and did not answer. "I am the most inconspicuous person in Fangu City. Later, the most inconspicuous person in Fangu City caused disaster. Fangu City was massacred and everyone died. Naturally, I will not be discovered by the murderer, and I will not be found. I didn't stop him, I just watched quietly, watching those familiar people die one by one. " "Later, the most conspicuous person came back, it can be said that he returned to his hometown in glory He was here to pay homage to those who died. , I just watched him in the dark." Mr. Jiu said with a smile: "He is really an idiot, actually paying homage to a group of dead people. If paying homage to the dead worked, then the Moon Shadow Hall would have returned to the world long ago, because the Moon Shadow Hall needs to pay tribute. There are too many dead people.¡±