The two big white geese seemed to understand the drunkard’s words.
Their two snow-white wings spread out, one on the left and one on the right. They rushed up, respectively pecking at the drunkard’s thigh and finger. It hurt the drunkard so much that he howled and immediately fled towards the hall.
The two big white geese returned victorious, with arrogant expressions. They swaggered to Zhang Ruochen and continued eating.
After feeding the two big white geese, he went to feed the old yellow cow.
Zhang Ruochen then returned to the hall, but saw that the drunkard had not left.
“Too fierce. Are these still geese? They are simply more terrifying than the legendary phoenix.”
The drunkard had dishevelled hair, sometimes rubbing his finger, sometimes rubbing his thigh.
After seven years of interaction, Zhang Ruochen was already very familiar with the drunkard. So, he carried a jar of wine, sat down, and said, “Why did you provoke them? Two geese that have become spirits. Even I dare not say I want to eat their meat.”
The drunkard asked curiously, “Old Zhang, I have never asked you. How old are you exactly? I heard from the oldest elder in the town that when he was young, you already looked half-dead.”
Zhang Ruochen was actually very puzzled. Why, with only a trace of life fire left, did it not extinguish.
He had lived so many years stubbornly.
Sometimes, he wondered if the Buddha relic and the white cang blood soil were sustaining his life.
“About to die, just about to die. I cannot live much longer!”
Zhang Ruochen filled two bowls with wine and pushed one to the drunkard.
The drunkard rolled up his sleeves, picked up the pottery bowl, inhaled the wine aroma intoxicatedly, and gulped it all down.
In an instant, his hand no longer hurt, and his leg no longer hurt.
Zhang Ruochen asked, “Not to mention you, even the old yellow cow has suffered a lot under their beaks. People often say, strength as great as a cow. Tell me, why is a robust yellow cow not a match for two geese?”
“Because one is fierce, one is honest. The honest one naturally gets bullied.” The drunkard said.
Zhang Ruochen said, “If this cow is honest, why could it trample the butcher to death?”
“The butcher wanted to kill it, so of course it had to fight desperately.” The drunkard said matter-of-factly.
Zhang Ruochen said, “When fighting desperately, it could trample the butcher to death. When being bullied, it just kept being bullied. Tell me, among the geese, yellow cow, and butcher, who is the strongest?”
The drunkard was stunned.
“The geese… are the strongest?”
“But the butcher wants to kill them. Is that difficult?”
“The cow is the strongest? No… no… the butcher is the strongest… no… let me think…”
The drunkard completely lost interest in drinking and fell into deep thought.
Finally, he thought himself into madness. He grabbed his hair with both hands and roared, “What kind of broken question is this? Not drinking anymore, not drinking anymore!”
The drunkard slapped his butt and left. When leaving, he did not forget to glance at the two big white geese and the old yellow cow in the backyard, with resentful eyes.
Only Zhang Ruochen was left drinking alone.
Actually, what Zhang Ruochen could not understand the most was that he pretended to sleep on the bed for more than half a year, and no one could wake him. But a battle between geese and cow woke him up.
Why was that?
What woke the pretending sleeper?
Geese could not possibly be opponents of the cow. Their strength was far inferior, and their attack power could not be fatal. But they won.
The cow looked powerful but was powerless to counterattack.
He had been raising the yellow cow and the two big white geese just to figure out the reason. What exactly woke him up?
When the butcher was trampled to death by the cow, Zhang Ruochen became even more confused.
It showed that this was not a cow that allowed itself to be slaughtered. It also knew how to counterattack.
After finishing the wine, Zhang Ruochen carried out the wooden clapper, sat under the big locust tree, and struck it. The sound rose and fell, sometimes clear, sometimes muddy.
In the following days, the drunkard came to the inn every day to argue with Zhang Ruochen about who was stronger or weaker among the geese, yellow cow, and butcher.
But there was never a result.
One winter with heavy snowfall, particularly cold, with snow three feet thick.
The drunkard came to the inn and said, “I finally thought of a way that can definitely determine their victory, defeat, strength, and weakness.”
“Oh?”
Zhang Ruochen was striking the clapper and casually responded.
The drunkard said, “I will raise geese, you raise the cow. The butcher was trampled to death by the cow. As long as the geese I raise defeat the cow you raise fair and square, it means the geese are the strongest, the cow second, and the butcher trash.”
Zhang Ruochen stopped and said, “I knew you have been eyeing my two big white geese, wanting to get them for nothing?”
“I will buy them.”
“Not selling.”
“Stingy! Just two geese, and you treat them as treasures. Who cares? Farewell!”
The drunkard left resentfully.
The next day, the inn was burgled.
The two big white geese were stolen.
Zhang Ruochen searched the entire town but did not find the geese.
Also missing was the drunkard.
Finally, on the big locust tree, he saw a line of words left by the drunkard: “You cannot find the answer here.”
“So silently. It seems this time I really misjudged. This drunkard is really not an ordinary person!”
Zhang Ruochen smiled helplessly, realising that soon he would have to say goodbye to this peaceful life.
But he did not think of leaving or hiding in another place to live in seclusion.
Since the drunkard had targeted him, even if he hid at the ends of the earth, it would be useless.
This planet was a sixth-level big star. Compared to seventh-level or higher main stars, it was not big, but compared to other life planets, it was much larger.
At this moment.
The drunkard stood in the void outside this planet, stopped, looked back, as if talking to himself: “Hiding here is too wasteful! Without you, this era lacks so much fun! You want peace, but I will not let you have peace. Zhang Ruochen, you should come out!”
He waved his big sleeves, stepped on the void, walked away, reciting in his mouth: “No return to the south of heaven, red dust纵逍遥. If people come to bully me, the ground dyed three feet red. If heaven comes to bully me, curse the thief old heaven. If I bully myself, who can control it?”
“Quack quack!”
Behind him followed two swaggering big white geese.
Swaying, the steps of one person and two geese were surprisingly consistent.
…
The universe is eternal. The stars are always running and will not stop because of anyone’s withdrawal.
Without Zhang Ruochen, heaven and earth are still the same as before.
The war between Heaven and Hell Realm, although it had only erupted for decades, was not as peaceful as the gods estimated. Instead, it was extremely intense. In decades, several ancient civilisations were destroyed, divine wars erupted frequently, and countless gods fell.
The iron curtain defence line built by Heaven relying on the Giant Spirit Civilisation, Yanyang Civilisation, and Cangxu Civilisation was already riddled with holes, and the situation was precarious. The number of dead cultivators was countless.
Once war breaks out, it is like releasing a demon, no longer controlled by anyone.
Forty years ago, a Corpse Clan god sneaked into the Northern Universe, slaughtered a realm, and refined billions of corpses.
War erupted in the Northern Universe.
Thirty years ago, news spread that Empress Chi Yao devoured Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation and cultivated the “Thirty-Three Heavens”. After that, armies from the Raksha Clan and Undead Blood Clan invaded the starry sky where Kunlun Realm was located, massacring wildly. The flames of war spread to partial star domains in the Western Universe.
Twenty years ago, the Heavenly Palace held a heaven-sealing ceremony, determining the Twenty Heavens, with Haotian as the new Heavenly Venerable.
After three hundred thousand years, the Twenty Heavens reappeared in the world. The divine shadows of the Heavens floated above Heaven, like twenty starry sky giants, the strongest of this era.
Hell Realm was not willing to show weakness and also held a heaven-sealing ceremony, selecting the Twenty Heavens, with Fengdu Great Emperor as Hell Realm’s Heavenly Venerable.
Ten years ago, Wu Qingzong returned from Lihen Heaven and stepped into the Divine Venerable realm.
Four years ago, Chi Xingtian escaped from Luo Zu Yunshan Realm.
Last month, Bai Qing’er, sitting on a white jade ancient ship, returned from the border wasteland universe and came back to the Twelve God Maidens’ Pavilion.
The era is always changing. Everyone is the protagonist of this era.
At this time, Zhang Ruochen looked up at the sky and saw the sky burning. A fireball fell from the sky, crashing about five hundred li from the town.
He saw clearly that what fell was a cultivator.
And the cultivation was not weak, a Great Saint.
Not long after, Zhang Ruochen saw this Great Saint appear in his vision. He was seriously injured, with weak aura, flying down from mid-air, appearing at the town’s entrance.
