As soon as these words were spoken, a look of astonishment appeared on Zheng Jituo's chubby face.

He looked at Zhang Beixing incredulously. "A spear? What do you mean? Lao Zhang, let me tell you, we can't do anything illegal, okay? We can't get our hands on that kind of thing, don't even think about it!"

"What are you even talking about? I'm talking about a long spear, the kind Zhao Xin carries in LOL," Zhang Beixing replied, his face full of black lines.

"Oh, oh, I see, it's that kind. Phew, you should've said so earlier. I thought you were trying to get me a Winchester, and then we'd go off to roam the pugilist world. A long spear... In the town at the foot of West Yin Mountain, I remember there's an old blacksmith who sells agricultural tools and makes a couple for fun when he's bored, but they're all blunt. What do you want that for?"

"Martial arts training!" Zhang Beixing replied.

As long as it was a spear, whether it was sharpened or not wasn't important.

"Oh, martial arts training, got it. I'll take you there now; you can negotiate with him yourself when we get there," Zheng Jituo caught on.

Then he chatted with Zhang Beixing about various other things. It was nothing more than, "Where are you staying these days?" "You're carrying so many bags, big and small; what's all inside them?" and so on.

When Zheng Jituo found out that Zhang Beixing had come here to seclude himself on the mountain for martial arts training, the expression on his face was rather odd, but he said nothing more about it. After all, their West Yin Mountain was quite safe. There weren't any random wild animals or anything of the sort.

As their conversation continued, Zhang Beixing finished his meal in no time. He patted his stomach, feeling about seventy percent full, which he thought was satisfactory.

Then he got into the pickup truck and was driven by Zheng Jituo to the town at the foot of West Yin Mountain. The town was called Xiyin Town, and it wasn't very large, but it had pretty much everything one might need. Zheng Jituo's grandmother lived here.

Arriving in Xiyin Town, Zhang Beixing first followed Zheng Jituo to the agricultural tools shop he had mentioned and spent two hundred to buy a detachable long spear from the old blacksmith. Afterward, led by Zheng Jituo, he went to a nearby supermarket to buy some food and water, along with essentials needed for camping in the mountains.

Once he finished this shopping, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. He dumped all the items into the pickup truck that Zheng Jituo had borrowed. Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Beixing knew he couldn't head up the mountain now, so he went to Zheng Jituo's house and stayed there for the night.

***

「The next morning.」

After packing all the items he had bought the night before, Zhang Beixing sent a message to Zheng Jituo on his mobile phone, saying he was heading up the mountain. Then, shouldering his belongings, he set off for West Yin Mountain.

Although Xiyin Town was located at the foot of West Yin Mountain, getting into the mountain itself required traveling another kilometer.

Walking up the mountain path, the crisscrossing mountains and interconnecting ridges unfolded before Zhang Beixing. The clouds lingering around the waist of the mountain made it look hazy and dreamlike.

CRUNCH.

His shoes crunched on the fallen leaves, creating a crisp sound.

As though sensing the presence of an outsider, the FLAP FLAP sound of birds taking flight and their sharp calls filled the air. It was as if this was a signal, waking West Yin Mountain from its slumber and bringing it to life.

The chattering of monkeys echoed through the forest. Occasionally, the ethereal sound of deer calling could be heard. Frogs croaked on lotus leaves, and bees vibrated their wings, starting their day's work.

Breathing in the fresh air and taking in the scent of flowers and the chirping of birds in the forest, Zhang Beixing felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation. He had planned to find a good spot to set up camp and start his martial arts training as soon as he arrived at West Yin Mountain. But now, seeing this scene, he suddenly felt like delaying the training a bit.

He had always lived in a fast-paced big city and, without realizing it, had become accustomed to that lifestyle. For his martial arts training, he had also been getting up early and returning late every day; it had been a long time since he'd had a chance to slow down. Suddenly, stepping into nature's slow pace, or even a paceless wilderness, Zhang Beixing couldn't help wanting to explore this life he had never experienced before.

To see how monkeys formed groups and wandered among the branches, to watch little deer dance in the forest, to observe carefree swimming fish, to see free-flying birds...

Sigh... No wonder in my past life so many people loved to travel and camp.

The delight for the eyes, the relaxation for the soul.

Such a carefree life is truly wonderful!

No wonder Zheng Jituo, a man from Shishi, would travel all this way for a vacation to escape the heat, and no wonder he recommended our classmates to come here for a trip.

This West Yin Mountain really is a great place!

Looking at the scenery before him, Zhang Beixing couldn't help but marvel. Then he slowed his pace and began to wander aimlessly through the completely unfamiliar forest. He didn't know where he was headed, nor did he bother to think about it, just walking at random.

When hungry, he would take out the compressed biscuits he bought the night before and nibble a few bites. When thirsty, he would take out bottled water and gulp it down.

Zhang Beixing meandered through the woods until the morning sun was high in the sky. The gentle sunlight shone unreservedly upon Zhang Beixing. After walking all morning, he finally stopped, listening to the continuous sound of flowing water nearby.

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