Zhang Tian now deeply understood the saying "acquaintances made through fighting."
The meaning of making acquaintances through fighting was simple: it didn't mean becoming close friends, but rather recognizing each other's strength. It was better to gain a friend than to make an enemy.
No one was foolish enough to create enemies for themselves.
Zhang Tian and his companions walked ahead, while Moerhan followed beside them, acting as their guide.
Moerhan wasn't just about brute force. The fact that he allowed Zhang Tian into the village showed he had some substance.
At the very least, he knew how to adapt.
"May I ask why you have come to our village? If it's something we can manage, we will certainly do our best."
Moerhan wore a slight smile.
The tribesmen behind him nodded in agreement.
"As expected of Moerhan, personally trained by the chieftain, he is indeed the rising star of our village."
"Even though Moerhan failed, he remains so confident."
"He's truly one of ours, I'm proud of him."
Beside them, countless villagers whispered, their faces showing a hint of excitement.
They were even somewhat infatuated with Moerhan.
"We haven't come for anything major, we just have a few questions."
Zhang Tian said softly. Moerhan's eyes lit up.
Since they weren't here to cause trouble, things would be much easier.
His eyes instinctively darted to Adam, who had nearly gotten the entire village into trouble.
"If you have any questions, you can ask me. Although I am young, I know everything about this region."
Moerhan exuded confidence.
If it were anything else, he might not know, but when it came to the history and culture of Zangxi, no one knew better than him.
"Then do you know about the Zanghai Flower? Or, do you know a young man who came here several decades ago?"
Zhang Tian asked Moerhan, his voice not loud.
Upon hearing Zhang Tian's question, Moerhan furrowed his brow slightly.
"I know of the Zanghai Flower. It's a bud that blooms on ice mountains."
"Legend has it that the Zanghai Flower symbolizes tenacity, resilience, and a spirit as fiery as the sun."
"The Zanghai Flower is also my aspiration. Are you here to find the Zanghai Flower? This flower isn't difficult to find, perhaps on the ice mountains."
Moerhan replied.
Zhang Tian frowned slightly.
If it existed on the ice mountains, it wouldn't be considered mysterious.
"Does the Zanghai Flower have any other effects?"
Zhang Tian asked.
He remembered that in the original work, Dong Can had given the Zanghai Flower juice to the young man, after which the young man lost his memory and began to shed his impressions of Baima.
He gradually became an emotionless person.
This precisely proved that the Zanghai Flower might be related to Zhang Qiling's memory.
In the original work, the young man also recalled someone very important to him, Motuo. After finding Motuo, he found a certain master along the way.
Finally, through the master's test, the young man found his heart and gradually regained his emotions.
In the end, Zhang Qilin used his own jump off the cliff to make the Wang family relax.
And now, the situation was simple.
The Wang family, which had dominated grave robbing, had been subdued by Zhang Tian. This had eliminated many potential complications.
Zhang Tian's purpose for coming this time was to find Baima beneath the Zanghai Flower.
Perhaps, because of Baima, Zhang Qilin's memory would be intermittently restored.
Of course, this was Zhang Tian's hope. If it didn't recover, Zhang Tian could do nothing.
However, if things went as expected, he might be able to help the young man find his heart again.
With a heart, emotions would follow.
Before he lost his memory – no, after he met Zhang Tian, Zhang Qiling had also been close to Li Xueqin and others, and had developed some familial affection.
Now that he had lost his memory again, that affection seemed to have diminished.
"Effects? I haven't heard of any."
"But the juice of the Zanghai Flower tastes quite good. It's said to be as red as blood."
Moerhan said.
Zhang Tian pondered for a moment and asked again.
"Then, do you know where Motuo is?"
Zhang Tian thought and spoke.
Motuo was a place, and it was possible that a master resided there.
Zhang Tian was very curious about what kind of person this master was, and why he could preserve Baima's corpse for three days.
Normally, a deceased person's soul would not linger in the human world for a long time.
Unless it was a vengeful spirit, but Baima was not a vengeful spirit. She might have some lineage, but to stay there waiting for Zhang Qilin to return, and to last for three days.
This was a miracle in itself.
Therefore, Zhang Tian was very eager to meet the master.
"Motuo? Are you going to Motuo?"
Upon hearing "Motuo," Moerhan's expression changed.
In Zangxi, Motuo was called "Hua" (Flower).
And Motuo actually meant "Sea of Flowers."
"That's right, we've been looking for Motuo. Do you know their location?"
Zhang Tian asked.
Moerhan hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"Our clan used to be very close with the people of Motuo, but after several decades, the people of Motuo seemed to have changed. They no longer interacted with us."
"Now, we are also unsure of Motuo's situation."
"However, if you were to ask the chieftain, you might get some clues."
Moerhan said.
Zhang Tian's curiosity about Motuo grew.
He had initially thought Motuo was located beneath the mountain range, but judging by Moerhan's reaction, Motuo was likely in a deeper location.
"Then we'll wait in the village for a while. Please call the chieftain."
Zhang Tian said softly. Moerhan nodded and walked away.
"They're actually going to Motuo, how strange."
"Motuo is very dangerous. They're not afraid of death."
"It's said that there hasn't been any news from Motuo for decades. Now, besides the Kunlun Mountains, Motuo is the most mysterious place in all of Zangxi."
"They are the first ones to come here looking for Motuo, truly pioneers."
Some people around them were discussing, showing surprise at Zhang Tian's intention to go to Motuo.
Motuo was not only mysterious in Zhang Tian's heart, but even in the hearts of these tribesmen.
"Can you tell me, what is in Motuo?"
Zhang Tian looked at the tribesmen.
The tribesmen exchanged glances, clearly a little fearful of Zhang Tian and his group.
But after some discussion, they finally spoke.
"The valleys of Motuo are very dangerous. According to legend, the flowers inside are poisonous, and there are many dangerous things within, so it's also called a forbidden zone."
"Besides the flowers, Motuo also has many valleys, cliffs, and even many dangerous poison caves."
"If you go to Motuo, you need to be careful."
The people around them spoke one after another.
Although their attitude towards Zhang Tian hadn't been very good before, they were still kind-hearted. Knowing Zhang Tian was going, they even offered him a warning.
Looking at the people around him, Zhang Tian nodded.
"Thank you, I understand."
As he spoke, hurried voices came from the side.
"The chieftain is here!"
As the words fell, an elderly man in his eighties slowly walked over.
The chieftain was bent over, holding a walking stick. Zhang Tian worried he might stumble and fall.
"Boss, isn't this chieftain a bit too reckless?"
Fatty looked at the old man in front of him, finding it incredible.