You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 201: Travelers on the Road

After leaving the small town, the group took the official route and everything went smoothly.

Guan Jinping wanted to give Zuo Chen directions, but Zuo Chen asked her to talk to Mr. Donkey directly.

A little dumbfounded, Guan Jinping and Donkey Grandpa looked at each other, until Donkey Grandpa said, "What are you looking at?" which ended this meaningless stare.

Only at this moment did Guan Jinping truly realize that there were no small characters following this Taoist priest.

Then we walked together for half a day.

Nothing major happened on the road except that these two old men quarreled and bickered from time to time.

However, their conversation was not noisy. Instead, it sounded like the crosstalk performed by people in gowns in the opera theater. It was quite interesting to listen to.

From their conversation, Zuo Chen also roughly understood their relationship:
Yan Wangsheng is Guan Jinping's senior brother. When they were young, the two of them went through the world together and embarked on the journey back home together.

Later, no one knew what happened, but Yan Wangsheng gave up continuing to be a villager, and Guan Jinping began to bear a grudge against her senior brother. The two close friends separated and did not see each other for a long time.

It was only recently that the two elderly men got together again and started bickering with each other every day.

As for whether they have that kind of relationship...

They didn't say it explicitly.

Even Zhu Laoba, who didn't know much about love, could see that something was going on between these two old men.

Guan Jinping, one of the two people accompanying them, had a horse, so she followed on horseback. Yan Wangsheng wanted to ride the horse, but Guan Jinping wouldn't let him, so he had to find an empty spot on the donkey cart and sit there, feeling aggrieved.

"You two have been returning home for so long, do you know anything about the affairs of the capital?"

It was a rare occasion for Zuo Chen to meet someone who was closely involved with the capital, so he asked a few more questions.

But both of them shook their heads.

Guan Jinping explained: "When this old man and I were returning home, we rarely went back to the capital. Even when we met the capital master, we met with a group of people. I only remember that the capital master was a gentle old man with a mild temper. As for other things, I am afraid that only my teacher's generation can know."

"Have you seen the capital?"

"Yes. I still remember his appearance."

After listening to Guan Jinping's words, Zuo Chen pondered for a while, and suddenly he turned his wrist, and a mist rose from his palm, becoming hazy and changeable.

"Look and see if this person is from the capital."

The two old men subconsciously looked towards Zuo Chen's palm, and saw an old man with closed eyes floating above his palm. He was wearing a Taoist robe and seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

"The capital!"

Guan Jinping exclaimed softly.

really.

Even though he already had a guess in his mind, Zuo Chen still sighed after hearing Guan Jinping's words.

When he first came across the name of the capital, he thought of the old Taoist priest on Gray Mountain.

It’s a pity that no portraits have been handed down from the capital, and in the absence of evidence, Zuo Chen can only make wild guesses.

When asked about this before, Li Ji said that he was too young when Jingshi was dying, and he had seen Jingshi only a few times, so he didn't remember much, so he let it go.

It was not until today that he was sure that the two were the same person.

"Master, you actually know the capital master!"

Caiyi was obviously also surprised.

Zuo Chen glanced at Caiyi.

Not only did he know him, he also praised him highly in the capital.

But he took another look at the old man and old woman in front of him.

They are too old. If I really reveal my true identity...

I'm afraid I'll have to give him some real Qi for emergency treatment.

After thinking about it again, Zuo Chen's expression became even stranger:

After going through so much, Zuo Chen had some guesses.

First of all, it is the relationship between oneself and the capital.

Zuo Chen once thought that he was a disciple of the imperial court, but after meeting the old monk, he felt that things might be a little different from what he thought.

But now there is no corresponding evidence to support my conjecture.

Looks like I'll have to check again later.

Guan Jinping was a little surprised after seeing the face of the capital, but that was all. She just thought it was normal for powerful people to know each other. Moreover, they were both Taoist priests, so there might be some fate between them.

Yan Wangsheng fell into deep thought after seeing Zuo Chen's crooked Taoist hat.

Take a look, look away, and can't help but take another look.

In fact, he had contact with the capital several times when he was young.

Once, by chance, he saw Jingshi and the left prime minister chatting. Jingshi said at that time that he had a master who had extraordinary abilities and was also a Taoist priest who lived in Changchun forever.

The crown is always crooked.

Taoist priest……

The crown...

Could it be the person in front of me?
Yan Wangsheng felt that his heart was twitching, so he took out a pack of medicine powder from his arms and poured two mouthfuls into his mouth before he felt he had recovered his breath.

If that's the case...

A bold idea arose in Yan Wangsheng's mind.

Zhu Lao Ba had no interest in these old stories of Kyoto. He had been in a daze just now while following Master Lu. Now he suddenly came back to his senses, patted his head and asked:

"Master, if there are really a few fearless warriors who go and fight with your soybeans..."

Zuo Chen smiled and said, "That soybean can't last that long, so I'll give him all my strength. If we really fight, I don't think even you can do anything to him in a short period of time, so don't worry."

"Oh."

Zhu Laoba felt a little curious.

Caiyi's little bean soldiers have basically no fighting ability, but if they transform into the same size as her, they can also have the ability of the middle stage of the innate realm. In addition to the means of forming a formation, Zhu Laoba may not be able to defeat Caiyi so easily in a head-on confrontation.

She was already like this, the beans that the Taoist priest had sown...

How strong will it be?
……

The yamen runners prepared a stool specifically for "Old Zhu" for him to sit on.

"Old Zhu" is tall and has a small stool, and the whole person looks like he is squatting in front of the courtyard, which makes him look inexplicably funny.

The street guys in the restaurant could also see "Old Zhu", but no one dared to laugh.

"Isn't he tired of sitting there all the time? He doesn't even blink!"

A street warrior cursed.

"There is a skill in the martial arts world called the Inner Breathing Technique. People who know this skill can stay energetic even if they don't sleep for a week, not to mention sitting at the door."

"Wait another week and all the cavalry will be here!"

"I guess that's what the gentleman in the county government thinks." The man who spoke just now was Young Hero Mu Jian. At this moment, he didn't find any clues about his wife, so he didn't plan to wait here any longer: "You guys just wait here first. I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you any more."

Leave from the restaurant.

Seeing Young Knight Mu Jian leave, many knights who were not so obsessed with the capital's list packed up their things, paid their bills, and no longer stayed in the town.

Some left and some scattered, and in the end only a few desperate people were left, staring at the burly man at the door with unfriendly eyes.

Knowing that they would not be able to win alone, they gathered together, ordered a plate of beef as a cover, and talked in low voices:
"Brother Gu, what should we say?"

The man called Gu Ge also has a fierce look and is a well-known villain in the underworld. His abilities are slightly inferior to those of Nanguai and Beixie, but his reputation is greater.

Now that he has come to the town, he has naturally formed gangs and brought a lot of younger brothers with him.

Looking at the people gathered around, Gu Ge checked the number of people.

There are more than ten numbers.

He sneered twice and said:
"We definitely can't fight alone. This reckless man is too strong. He can kill all the monsters in the south and the north. But if we rush in together, as long as we chop his neck, he will die no matter how powerful he is!"

The younger brothers looked at each other in bewilderment.

What Gu Ge said does make sense.

Can……

If you insist on fighting, it will easily cost you your life!
The main reason they wanted to get the fragment was to practice the skills contained therein, to make themselves well-known and capable people in the world, to use the money to go to brothels, and to enjoy themselves, which was the most important thing.

If I really lose to this innate man...

It's a bit of a loss.

Gu Ge also saw what his subordinates were thinking and cursed them directly:
"You are a bunch of shameless people. You want to get benefits but don't want to put in any effort. How can such a good thing happen? Fortune and wealth are sought through risk. Do you really think that pie will fall from the sky for you without bleeding a bit? Will you follow me?"

His words persuaded these younger brothers, and those who were already on the edge of death finally perked up.

"Okay, I'll follow Brother Gu!"

"Me too!"

Standing up with knives in hand, a group of gangsters prepared to rush out of the restaurant.

But just as they were about to move, they suddenly saw a man who looked like a scholar staggering towards them not far away, just blocking these ruffians.

The scholar's face was red, and he was holding a wine jug in his hand. He reeked of alcohol and no one knew how much he had drunk. He looked quite sleepy.

Gu Ge frowned, feeling unhappy, but he didn't take the photo:

"Who are you?"

The scholar seemed to be drunk, and looked at Gu Ge with a silly smile:
"What are you going to do?"

"What does it have to do with you? You drunkard, get out of my way!"

"Don't be so angry." The scholar said, "I heard that there seemed to be files from the capital here, so I came here from Xiguan to get the books."

"You? You want to take the Imperial Fragments, too?" Gu Ge snorted coldly, raised his knife and put it on the scholar's neck: "Scholar, I advise you to be sensible! This is not the place for you to show off your literary talent!"

The scholar shook his head helplessly: "I don't like killing, and you are a bad person, and you don't look worth a few poems. Get out of here."

"you wanna die!"

What kind of person is Gu Ge! He is a well-known thug in the underworld. How could he tolerate provocation?
He simply swung the blade and chopped at the scholar's neck!

But when the knife had just cut halfway, Gu Ge suddenly felt a pain in his wrist.

“Swish!”

Gu Ge only felt his hand lighten, and the knife disappeared!
what happened
I was at a loss when I suddenly heard my younger brother behind me exclaiming:
"Brother Gu! My hand fell off! My hand fell off!"

When he looked down, he found that the hand that had just held the steel knife was on the table, and blood was flowing down.
At some point, the scholar had a piece of paper in his hand, with blood on the corners.

The scholar raised his head and drank, smiling:
"I took a poem from a butcher some time ago. Unfortunately, the paper was too clean and needed some blood. You have a good hand at this."

Gu Ge's face turned pale, and the piercing pain finally surged into his brain. He only had time to scream, and then ran out like a dog, not daring to stop at all.

The younger brothers behind him were also terrified. They rolled on the ground, crawled around, knocked over several tables, and climbed over the wall to get out.

"Tsk, if you are a scoundrel in the underworld but don't have evil spirit and aspirations, you probably won't be able to come up with any good poems."

After seeing everyone flee, the scholar began to comment on them, and he had nothing good to say about these bandits.

He turned his head, looked at Zhu Laoba, and bowed:
"Brave man, I'm here to get a book, could you let me pass?"

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