Chapter 302 Heading to Nandian Town

"Huh? Are you going with us?" Zhao Ya was a little surprised.

"That's right, I want to follow you and have a look." Gui Xuanqing said seriously.

Gui Xuanqing indeed thought so.

The conversation between Zhao Ya and Shen Yunshen yesterday shocked him greatly.

Especially Zhao Ya's words that people can't help themselves in the world made him unable to sleep at all after returning.

Gui Xuanqing, who had been well protected by his family since he was a child, finally understood what the dangerous world meant.

But the more this happened, the more curious Gui Xuanqing became.

He really wanted to see what the real world was like, so he rushed over early.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ya rejected him directly.

"no."

"Why? I promise I won't talk too much. I'm just watching how you act. Isn't that okay?" Gui Xuanqing was puzzled.

"The reason is very complicated, and I can't explain it to you at the moment, but you just need to remember one thing. This matter is very involved. I don't care, because I have completely fallen out with Xia Jiye and the others, but you are different."

"You still have to attend classes at Chuanwu Hall, so if you follow, Xia Jiye and the others will most likely be angry with you. Do you understand?" Zhao Ya said.

Gui Xuanqing wilted upon hearing this.

Before his father left, he specifically told him to have a good relationship with Xia Jiye and other elders who taught the practice.

So after hearing what Zhao Ya said was so serious, Gui Xuanqing naturally didn't dare to persist anymore.

"Then senior brother, you have to be careful." Gui Xuanqing could only say this.

Zhao Ya smiled and said, "Don't worry."

After explaining these trivial matters, Zhao Ya went straight down the mountain.

This time the guard at the door didn't even ask.

joke.

They all saw what happened to Zhao Ya last time, and even the arrogant Elder Xia was forced to apologize in public.

They are just little guards, how dare they say anything else.

On the contrary, Zhao Ya obeyed the rules and reported in front of the door, saying that he would probably not come back tonight.

The guards were naturally smiling at this, even claiming that it was true, not daring to be dissatisfied at all.

Zhao Ya couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw this.

This is how the atmosphere gradually deteriorates.

This is not the fault of Xia Jiye alone, but the result of many elders and even most people in Canglong Temple.

Everyone is compromising without a bottom line, and everything is negotiable. The final result is that everyone is overstaffed and everyone is hurting each other.

Although Zhao Ya got convenience this time, it was because the guards in front of the door were afraid of him.

What if it is those ordinary disciples?

Do they have to pay some benefits to complete things that are originally within the rules?

Unfortunately, these are not things that Zhao Ya should worry about, because now he is unable to change them at all.

After descending the mountain, Zhao Ya went straight to the south.

It is clearly written on the task list that the properties occupied by disabled people are in Nandian Town, seventy miles south of Canglong Temple.

The distance of seventy miles is only one meal for Zhao Ya.

But not long after leaving Canglong Temple, snowflakes began to fall in the sky.

In an instant, heavy snowflakes fell, and then were swept far away by the howling cold wind. The temperature was so low that it could freeze a person's soul.

In such horrible weather, not to mention people, even wild animals will not come out to look for food.

Zhao Ya didn't care, however, and arrived at Nandian Town very quickly.

Unexpectedly, Nandian Town is not shabby. Instead, it is quite prosperous because it is close to a highway.

The shops facing the street are also antique and have a bit of charm.

Even because the New Year is approaching, even in the bad weather with heavy snow, the streets are still bustling and lively.

Zhao Ya walked along the street, looking at these dazzling shops, thinking that they didn't look like they were run by a group of lonely people.

No wonder Canglong Temple would find a way to recover the rent. The appearance was indeed too ugly.

While Zhao Ya was walking along the street, a group of people suddenly stepped forward and blocked the way.

The leader was a lame man on crutches, who cupped his hands towards Zhao Ya with a smile.

"May I ask if you are a young hero from Canglong Temple?"

Zhao Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you recognize me?"

The lame man hurriedly explained: "Young hero, don't get me wrong, we don't mean any harm. The reason why we recognized you is entirely because all the disciples of Canglong Temple have a smell on their bodies, so we recognized you as soon as you entered the town. you."

"Oh? Smell, what does it smell like?" Zhao Ya said with a half-smile but not a smile.

"I can't tell you. Actually, it's more like a feeling than a taste." The lame man explained with a smile.

Zhao Ya took a deep look at the lame man in front of him and saw that he was only in his forties. Although he was disabled, he was very neat and tidy, and even when he was looking at him, there was still no smile on his face. The slightest change.

"What's your surname?"

"How dare you call me your surname in front of the young hero of Canglong Temple? My surname is Yang, which means the same name."

"Zhao Ya!"

"It turns out to be Young Master Zhao, please come here."

Yang Bin stepped out of the way and gestured with one hand with a smile.

Zhao Ya nodded and walked forward without any politeness.

This group of people followed behind.

Only then did Zhao Ya realize that the group of people following him were all more or less disabled.

Some are lame and have difficulty moving.

Some had poor eyesight and needed help, while others, though not abnormal on the surface, kept smiling foolishly until someone gestured to them, and then they knew what it meant.

"There is no way. Except for a few orphans and widows in our town, the rest of the people are basically disabled."

Yang Bin explained on the side, his tone full of desolation.

Zhao Ya did not say a word.

Soon they came to a house, which was located behind the main street and was a quiet place in the bustle.

Someone had been waiting here for a long time. When Yang Bin and Zhao Ya arrived, someone immediately led the way in front, and someone even lifted the cotton door curtain.

When he lowered his head and walked in, Zhao Ya found that the room was very clean. Although the furnishings were very old, it was still tidy.

There was a brazier in the room. Although it was warm, the air was filled with a pungent smell of charcoal fire, which was obviously caused by the poor quality of the charcoal.

After they sat down, a little girl came up with a tea tray and served Zhao Ya a cup of hot tea.

Zhao Ya took it with his hand, "Thank you!"

The little girl was unaware.

Yang Bin said, "She was born deaf and dumb, she can't hear you talking."

Zhao Ya fell silent and sipped the tea in the cup.

Yang Bin said to himself, "I know why Mr. Zhao came here, but we are not deliberately delaying the rent. You can see that there are many disabled people in the town who have no ability to support themselves..."

At this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly interrupted him, "Looking at the way Manager Yang speaks and behaves, it seems that he has been to school?"