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

Chapter 205: The Narrow Road at Xiguan
This person looks familiar.

Looks very familiar.

This morning, Wei Shu was beaten up by this hero!
That's not right! Why is he here?

Wei Shu rode in a fast carriage and took the main road.

Although I don't remember whether any carriage passed me, but...

There's something a little wrong about him running in front of me!

Wei Shu didn't know whether he should be surprised or frightened. He really wanted to meet this hero again and try to draw inspiration from him and compose a poem.

But Wei Shu was also very clear that Zhu Laoba would definitely not be in a good mood when he saw him and he would easily be beaten to death.

Seeing that the other party hadn't noticed him yet, Wei Shu grabbed a piece of rice paper in his arms and wrapped himself in it.

The next moment, his figure turned into a mist-like shadow and dissipated with the wind.

When I looked again, he had already run into an alley, stuck half of his head out, and looked outside cautiously.

Zhu Laoba didn't see him.

It seems safe for now.

Wei Shu was also confused.

What are you doing here? Hunting me?
After thinking it over, Wei Shu decided not to leave in a hurry.

He found Zhu Laoba rubbing his head, looking full of sorrow.

Zhu Laoba seemed to be looking for something, but he didn't find it, so he didn't go any deeper and turned away.

How to do?
Follow him secretly? Or just sneak away?
After a moment of hesitation, Wei Shu took out a wooden stick from his arms.

Wei Shu is a descendant of the Wei family in Kyoto, a well-known and powerful family, so naturally they have many little treasures of all kinds.

Just like the wooden stick in his hand, it can be used to predict the direction of future events.

Although he could only see the general direction, it was enough for him to ward off evil and avoid disaster.

As soon as the hand slides over the wooden stick, the message automatically appears:

"Life is like a calm lake; throwing a stone into it creates waves."

What kind of signature is this?

Judging from the words on the fortune stick, it seems to be saying that if you do this next thing, it will greatly change your current life which is as peaceful as a lake.

But it is hard to tell whether it is good or bad.

It should be a mid-level draw.

After thinking for half a second, he realized that Zhu Laoba was already planning to go away in the moonlight, so he made up his mind and followed him carefully.

If you find something is wrong, retreat immediately.

If he can't beat him, can he still run away? He already ran away once last time.

Nothing dangerous!
After making up his mind, Wei Shu walked quickly and it didn't take long before he followed Zhu Laoba to a long street.

It was already late at night, and the moon was in the sky, casting a silver glow on the ground. Zhu Laoba stopped in front of a noodle shop, grabbed a chair and sat down. He half-leaned on the chair legs and rocked this ordinary wooden chair like a rocking chair, as if he was waiting for someone.

Wei Shu didn't dare to speak or move. He sat on the bench and waited for a while. Suddenly, he saw several figures walking towards him from a distance.

An old man and an old woman were driving side by side. You could vaguely see a car following behind them, but it was blocked by the two of them and could not be seen clearly.

The old man looked familiar. Wei Shu stared at him for a while but couldn't recognize who he was.

The group stopped beside Zhu Laoba and talked for a few words, but it was hard to hear clearly because they were far away.

Just as Wei Shu was thinking about what they were gathering here for, the old lady came out alone, pointed a seal at the entrance of an alley, and layers of fog rose in the alley in front of her.

I saw branches growing in the mist, coiling outward, growing taller and taller. In the blink of an eye, they seemed to have become little children welcoming guests, swaying in the evening breeze.

This is? !
Wei Shu was startled, and then he suddenly felt happy.

He had seen this thing in the records in the library!

Fog comes in hundreds of forms, bamboo grows in thousands of forms.

It is a hidden home in the hometown!

The main reason why he came to Xiguan City was because his master had given him an order to search for the location of his hidden home in his hometown.

Unfortunately, the returning native hid it so well and secretly that I couldn't find any trace of it after searching for a long time.

Looking at it today, it is just as the fortune said, one stone can cause a thousand ripples.

I was overjoyed and thought about reaching inside.

His eyes happily swept over the hidden house, and finally, with the help of the moonlight, he could see clearly who was standing behind the two old men.

A donkey cart, a Taoist priest, and a girl on the board.

Ok……

Ok?
Taoist priest? !
Wei Shu's mind suddenly shook.

When I was lighting the incense, did my master tell me that I should not offend the Taoist priests?

Oh my god!
Wei Shu was really upset.

When his master had been talking to him before, he had been wondering what kind of demeanor this Taoist priest who could move mountains and fill the sea had. He felt a little itchy in his heart and wanted to go and meet him, but he didn't expect to actually see him here!

Looking up, he saw an immortal figure under the moonlight. The Taoist priest just standing in front of him made Wei Shu's heart tremble, as if he were a human immortal.

He began to feel like giving up and wanted to leave secretly.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard that long voice:
"Since your friend is here, why bother hiding? Why don't you come out and talk?"

"Someone?"

Zhu Laoba was stunned for a moment, then he immediately took out his hoe, looked in the direction Zuo Chen was looking, and met Wei Shu's gaze.

The same thing happened to everyone else. Those who had weapons took them out, while those who didn't have weapons took up positions, looking alert.

Wei Shu subconsciously put his hand into his arms, wanting to touch the rice paper, but he immediately found that the paper was like tofu frozen in the twelfth lunar month, so hard that he could not take it out at all.

It was blocked by a magic prescription!

I was shocked.

Looking at the hero who beat him up in broad daylight, he knew that he would not be able to escape this time.

After thinking it over, he simply walked out with his head held high and bowed to the few people:

"Today the moon is beautiful, I am out walking in the light, I didn't expect to meet someone who is out walking at night with me, it is really fate."

Zhu Laoba frowned and shouted, "Who are you?"

With a slightly embarrassed look on his face, Wei Shu said patiently:
"Hero, we met this morning. Have you forgotten me?"

"Who has met you?"

Wei Shu was speechless, not knowing why the other party had such an attitude.

However, he could indeed see that the hero in front of him seemed to be more agile than the one he saw at the gate of the county government this morning.

twin?
Not like ah.

I was confused and couldn't figure it out.

Sigh, reintroduce myself:
"I am Wei Shu, from Kyoto."

"You're from Kyoto? Are you from the bookstore?" Guan Jinping frowned.

It is said that the library and the returnees have a feud. He is not a lunatic, so how could he directly reveal his identity!

He was planning to make up a lie to deceive.

However, at this moment, he immediately heard the old beggar not far away say in a choking voice: "A man from the library, a disciple of the current elder Yulu, the third young master of the Wei family, was sent to the library to study since he was young, and is considered to be a relatively outstanding young generation among the library's people."

Wei Shu's face changed continuously, turning blue and black. He tilted his head and glanced at the old beggar with resentment. He couldn't help but think in his heart:
Who is this person? Why does he know so much?

I looked at it twice more and felt that it looked familiar, but I couldn't recognize it.

But when he thought about his identity being exposed, he stopped trying to hide it and simply said:
"As this senior said, I am Wei Shu, from the Kyoto Book House, and a disciple of Yulu Jushi."

After hearing his self-introduction, Guan Jinping's face darkened. He turned his wrist and took out two scimitars:

"You're following me?"

"I definitely didn't come here with you." Wei Shu shook his head.

Glancing at Zhu Laoba.

I followed him.

Zhu Laoba was puzzled and didn't know why the other party was looking at him.

Wei Shu glanced at Guan Jinping again and snorted, "The remnants of the returning village are evil. Taoist priest, don't be deceived by them. They collect all kinds of relics from the capital, hoping to use them for evil purposes and harm the people of the world!"

"Don't slander me!" Guan Jinping's face turned red with anger.

Wei Shu said coldly:

"You are doing the work of a mountain-moving Taoist priest, taking things from other people's tombs, and stealing the fragments of the imperial scroll. Who would believe you if you said you had no other thoughts about returning home?"

"Aren't these all rumors spread by your library? Otherwise, how could Guixiang's reputation be so high?"

"Humph! You guys know best whether it's a rumor or not!"

Both of them had red faces and were bickering with each other. Neither of them would give in and it seemed like they were about to fight.

In the end, Zuo Chen waved his hand and stopped both sides.

Then they all stopped talking, huddled to one side, staring at each other hatefully.

Zuo Chen glanced at Yan Wangsheng, who suddenly heard a familiar voice beside his ear:

"I see that he doesn't have any evil spirit on him, but what about the people in the former library?"

Sound transmission?
Yan Wangsheng had heard of this magical power, but he didn't know how to use it, so he could only look at Zuo Chen awkwardly.

"Just think about it."

Yan Wangsheng's heart moved slightly. He tried it and found that he could indeed communicate with Zuo Chen. He was also shocked.

It is rare to have a communication technique that can also be used for talking to others.

Then he collected his thoughts and introduced to Zuo Chen:
"His master is one of the three lay scholars in the current library. He is also from a noble family. He was sent to the library when he was young. He is doing quite well now. He was sent out to gain experience."

"Good guy?"

"I won't kill anyone, but... this kid was led astray by an old Buddhist."

"Tell me in detail." Zuo Chen said.

"His master, Yulu Jushi, is a typical scholar. He is high and mighty and never cares about the sufferings of the world. The students he taught are the same. This kid really doesn't hurt good people, but the problem is that he doesn't regard ordinary people as equals to himself."

Yan Wangsheng sighed in his mind: "It's not that he will kill people wantonly. But when he sees that ordinary people are dazzling, he will be inspired to write poetry and draw out the poetic spirit of others."

"Is it equivalent to stealing the other person's inspiration?"

"Indeed. It is to seize the thoughts of others and use them for one's own benefit. But no one told him that taking without asking is stealing. Wei Shu still thinks he is a rare chivalrous man."

Nodding in understanding, Zuo Chen roughly understood what the other party was thinking.

Zuo Chen looked into his arms.

He could see that Wei Shu had a thick stack of rice paper in his arms.

They are all inspirations from others.

"Sir, what are you going to do with him?"

After hearing Yan Wangsheng's question, Zuo Chen paused for a few seconds:
"Since he didn't kill anyone, I won't kill him directly, but since he took people's thoughts, he will naturally not be able to escape punishment."

Zuo Chen had already formed some magical seals in his hands, and a faint mist seemed to be rising from his fingertips.

After doing all this, he said to Wei Shu:

"Go back."

Hearing this, Guan Jinping wanted to say something, but suddenly she felt her sleeve being pulled. She turned around and found that Yan Wangsheng was pulling the corner of her clothes.

He opened his mouth slightly, but eventually swallowed all the words and remained silent.

Seeing that Zuo Chen did not make things difficult for him, Wei Shu bowed to him, then turned and left without staying any longer.

As time went by, Guan Jinping was still puzzled:

"Why did the Taoist priest let him go?"

Caiyi, who was standing beside him, understood something from Zuo Chen's smile, and said with a smile:

"You just don't have much contact with the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest usually smiles like this when he has some bad intentions."

Zuo Chen reached out and tapped Caiyi on the head.

Guan Jinping didn’t know what kind of magic Zuo Chen used, she just looked in the direction Wei Shu left with a little confusion.

Only then did I realize that a thick fog had appeared there at some point.

(End of this chapter)