C113 (1/2)
The wasteland of the western regions of the Wasteland was always the same scenery in the four seasons of the year.
In the outskirts of the outer region, the earth was still covered with cracks from the sun's scorching rays. Only a few small towns that stood tall in this desolate land were able to see the signs of human life and land that had been reclaimed.
”Pfft, it's really hot.”
Zhou Tong lied on top of a carriage, holding onto a stalk of grass in his mouth as he weakly sighed.
The carriage driver seemed to have heard Zhou Tong's sigh and regained his senses as he laughed, ”Brother Zhou, from the looks of it, you must have come from the Eastern Region to train? Let me tell you, in this great wasteland, there are many dangers.
”Thank you for your reminder Big Brother Lin, I will be careful.” Zhou Tong nodded.
The coachman's name was Lin Ergou, and he lived in a small town not far away. After Zhou Tong entered the Great Wastelands, he had been travelling together with this person. Along the way, they chatted for a bit. Then, he eagerly invited Zhou Tong to go with him.
Bad intentions? Encountering a bad person? Zhou Tong wasn't worried in the slightest.
The carriage swayed along the road until the sun set in the west before finally arriving at a small town.
In front of the town gate was a very old looking landmark. There were quite a few cracks on the stone tablet and quite a few mosses growing on it. The words' An Ling Town 'could be faintly seen on it.
Not far from the landmark, there was a continuous wall that looked like a sentry tower. The wall looked very dilapidated, and if it weren't for the scattered guards holding weapons walking back and forth on it, it looked like a ruins from an era. The brick walls were filled with marks left behind by wild beasts' claws and fangs. Horse-stalls were arranged in front of the town's gates, as if it was going through a long war.
Seeing the broken image, Zhou Tong could not help but frown and asked: ”Brother Lin, what's going on here? ”Then wouldn't there be a war?”
”Sigh, there are berserk beasts everywhere in the Wasteland. We are no exception. ”Recently, it has been a 'beast tide'. It's been very chaotic.” Lin Ergou smiled bitterly and waved his hand, ”But you don't have to worry, with the guards here, the inside of the town is still very safe.”
As he spoke, Lin Ergou drove the carriage into the small town. Once he entered the little town, Zhou Tong felt that something was off.
Most of the old houses had their doors and windows closed. It was dinner time, but the town was unusually quiet. Smoke was rising from all the houses around, but there was no light coming from any of the houses.
”Big Brother Lin, what is this' beast tide 'you're talking about?”
”You don't know about the beast tide? Did your family's elders send you to the Wasteland without telling you? ” Lin Ergou looked at Zhou Tong in shock and asked.
Zhou Tong was startled, and nodded.
”Oh my god, isn't the person who arranged for you to gain experience a little too irresponsible?” Lin Ergou frowned, ”Originally, our towns were all built far away from the beasts' territories, and for many years now. Although there were occasionally some beasts invading, but they were all just a few, the mercenaries and the guards in the town could all take care of them. But recently, somehow, these beasts suddenly started to appear in large numbers in the surrounding area, and from time to time, they would attack the nearby towns, causing big guys to be worried everyday. Just a few days ago, there was a 'beast tide', so I dared to go to the Eastern Region to buy some things.
Zhou Tong pinched his chin, as if he had thought of something. ”When exactly did this beast tide start?”
”I think it should have been two years ago. No one knows the specific reason, but those berserk beasts seem to be very keen on attacking cultivators. I don't even know why they use swords.” Lin Ergou thought for a moment before replying, and suddenly looking at Zhou Tong, ”Speaking of which, Brother Zhou, you are also a swordsman, right? You have to be careful. ”
Zhou Tong coughed twice, and was at a loss for words.
Since two years ago, he had been attacking the sword cultivators without restraint!
Wasn't this supposed to be directed at him!?
Two years ago, it was about the time he had killed the Black Tortoise Yan Ao. Although this matter wasn't followed up by anything to Zhou Tong, he never would have thought that these fierce beasts would actually bear a grudge. In two years' time, the scope of the search had expanded to these border towns.