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

Chapter 284 Are you an old cow eating young grass?
Zuo Chen told Liu Quande everything he had discovered underground.

He omitted the information that he entered from his ancestral tomb, and only said that he felt that there seemed to be something strange under the ground, so he used the earth-walking technique to travel through the ground and found this place.

"There is actually such a gate in Kyoto." Liu Quande was surprised, and a bold idea emerged in his mind: "If so, are there such gates in other places in Daliang, hidden in the mountains and forests?"

"It's not guaranteed."

There are ancient carvings above these doors, which were obviously left by ancient immortals from previous eras.

We still don't know what's behind the door. It could be a backup plan to fight against the Sea of ​​Bitterness, or it could be a seal to block the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Once Liu Xian opens the door, the truth will be revealed.

After exchanging information and checking progress, they chatted a little about Hu Wen's recent situation. When Zuo Chen learned that the little fox was having a battle with Hu Wen under the quilt in his sleep, he couldn't help but smile.

"Wait for your good news."

"Don't worry, the doors are the same, and the magic is the same. If you can open one door, you can open all the doors. I will definitely not let you down."

After cutting off the communication, Zuo Chen put away the incense stick from Liu Quande.

Liu Quande was indeed an expert in the art of craftsmanship. It only took him half a year to completely remove the restrictions on the door.

When he comes to Kyoto and opens the door, he will be able to tell at a glance whether it is a thief or a friend.

As for this period of time...

Go to the window, open it, and look to the southwest.

The long street of libraries is over there.

A smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

I will pay a visit to them tomorrow. I hope the little ones in the library can be more careful and not be scared to death on the spot.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw that the person coming was Guan Jinping.

She put on light makeup, looking younger than before, and wore a light yellow corseted skirt suitable for girls. If she walked on the street and jumped up and down, people would probably think she was the same age as Sister Caiyi.

Seeing Guan Jinping like this, Zuo Chen immediately reacted and said with a smile:
"Are you planning to meet Yan Wangsheng?"

"I've come to ask the Taoist priest for advice," Guan Jinping also showed a little snicker on her face before doing something bad. "It's dinner time now. I've asked about Lao Yan's residence before. I should be able to see him if I go there. I'll go there at night and scare him!"

"He hasn't practiced his martial arts yet, so don't scare him into falling ill." Zuo Chen said helplessly.

"It's okay, I'm prepared." Guan Jinping took out an oil-paper bag from her arms.

Looking closely, I saw a small piece of paper stuck on it with four small words "Be alert" written on it.

"Cao Xin Tang's precious medicine is specially used to treat excessive shock." Guan Jinping said confidently.

Is this…is this right?

That's not quite right.

Scaring an old man in the middle of the night is a bit of a bad taste.

But he didn't stop it much.

I will go to the library with great fanfare tomorrow, but I still have to inform Yan Wangsheng in advance.

After allowing Guan Jinping to go, she smiled happily and trotted out of Yaochi Tower, jumping and skipping.

Seeing his back, Zuo Chen just hoped that Yan Wangsheng could have a good dream tonight.

……

"hiss!"

"Old Yan, what's wrong?"

Yan Wangsheng, who was walking on the road, suddenly shuddered for some reason and looked around tremblingly. Several old men walking beside him asked him in confusion, and he was also full of doubts:
"I do not know either."

He just suddenly felt a strange chill coming from behind.

It was as if someone was staring at me.

Evil door.

Could it be that after the Taoist priest came to Kyoto, he alerted those useless people in the library?

Seeing that they couldn't deal with the Taoist priest, they turned to deal with me?

Isn't this wrong? Even if he was beaten up, it would be impossible to stop the Taoist priest.

I really can't understand.

The atmosphere in the library has indeed been tense over the past two days. Those people with some status in the library know that when Zuo Chen comes to Beijing this time, he will definitely visit the library.

By the time……

How could they use the same tactics they used to deal with the capital to stop Zuo Chen?
Even a fool with five disadvantages and three shortcomings knows that if a fight breaks out again, everyone in the library will probably be beaten to death, not to mention these writers who cherish their lives.

Perhaps because of fear, or perhaps to vent his anger, he, an old-school returnee, has been particularly targeted in recent days.

When he was teaching in a private school, someone picked trouble with him; when he was strolling on the street, someone offended him. For a moment, it seemed as if the entire library was targeting him.

Out of helplessness, he would call his friends after class and go back to his residence together to avoid being put in a sack on the way.

His friends laughed at Yan Wangsheng for being too cautious, and Yan Wangsheng laughed at his friends for not understanding the dirty methods of the bookstore.

Walking forward, we will soon reach Yan Wangsheng's residence. This place is close to the downtown area and is bustling with people. Not far away is the government office, and opposite the government office is a noodle shop. The owner of the noodle shop has been running it for 30 years, and Yan Wangsheng has also been eating there for 30 years, every day for breakfast and occasionally for dinner.

Today, I came to the door again, smelled the aroma of noodles, and my appetite was aroused. I said to my friends, "Come with me to eat noodles? It's my treat."

"You are such a stingy person. You are only treating me to a few cents of noodles. It's better not to treat me at all." Someone laughed.

Ignoring the old bastard who was arguing with him, Yan Wangsheng arrived at the door of the noodle shop.

It was still late, and there were few people in the museum. The familiar waiter saw Yan Wangsheng coming and shouted, "Mr. Yan, you are here!"

He invited Yan Wangsheng to sit inside.

Just as he was about to step in, Yan Wangsheng suddenly saw a pretty silhouette. It was a young girl, perhaps in her twenties, wearing a light yellow dress. She had a bowl of noodle soup on the table, added two tablespoons of chili, and a head of garlic, peeled half and left the other half.

He picked up the noodles with chopsticks, put them to his mouth and sucked them, then ate them in one gulp, gasping for air because of the spiciness.

The memories that had been buried for a long time in Yan Wangsheng's mind were gradually turned out and became clearer.

He was still young at that time, and he secretly took his junior sister out of Guixiang Pavilion to play, running all over the mountains and fields. When they were hungry, they went to an old noodle restaurant near the pavilion. The boss of that restaurant was stingy and always shortchanged the customers. Only half of the noodles were left after they were taken out. But the soup was delicious, so the two of them liked that place.

Her junior sister was like this at that time, and she liked to add two more spoonfuls of chili.

As time goes by, her junior sister has changed her diet to dry noodles.

"Hey, Old Yan, you are still such a frivolous person. Why are you staring at that girl?" The voices of his old friends brought Yan Wangsheng back from his memories, and Yan Wangsheng's face immediately became a little embarrassed.

"Well, I just remembered some past events."

My real junior sister is coming soon. If she knew that I was staring at that girl, I would probably be skinned alive!
The noise at the door seemed to have also disturbed the little girl. After she turned around to look at Yan Wangsheng, her eyes suddenly smiled like a crescent moon.

In an instant,

Yan Wangsheng felt a chill rising all over his body.

The girl put the bowl to her mouth and drank up the remaining noodle soup in three gulps. She then took out a handkerchief to wipe the red oil off her mouth.

She immediately walked towards Yan Wangsheng with a smile on her face.

Yan Wangsheng showed a stiff smile on his face:

"Girl, who are you?"

The girl rolled her eyes, as if she had thought of something interesting. She looked like she was about to cry, and wiped her eyes with her knuckles:

"Father, have you forgotten me? I am your daughter!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Wangsheng felt as if struck by lightning. His whole body seemed to be petrified and he stood completely still.

The group of old friends around him also widened their eyes and looked at Yan Wangsheng with disbelief:

"Hiss! Lao Yan? How come you have a daughter?"

"You told me you were a Tianyang boy, but you ended up leaving a lot of peach blossom debts out there, right?"

"I can't tell!"

Yan Wangsheng was also dumbfounded, his lips moving murmured.

He racked his brains for a long time, went through his past life, and finally muttered:
"No? I should have been in Kyoto more than ten years ago... No? She didn't tell me the last time we met..."

Seeing the girl in front of him, his face instantly turned red: "I still remember what my father did to me that night."

Yan Wangsheng: “!!!”

Old friends: “???”

When they looked at Yan Wangsheng again, the faces of his old friends had become quite strange:

"You old man, last time you came to my house you scolded me for having too many slaves and concubines, but you are no better than me now."

"I understand, I understand."

Yan Wangsheng finally couldn't help it: "Girl, please don't frame me, I didn't do that to you!"

"Really?" Guan Jinping said with a smile, "Two and a half months ago, in the city of Yuzhou, I still remember that night."

Yan Wangsheng's eyes widened immediately, and he looked Guan Jinping up and down: "Junior sister."

"You old ghost, you just recognized me." Guan Jinping laughed happily, making all the old friends around her laugh so hard.

They didn't dare to speak, but just looked at Yan Wangsheng with questioning eyes.

Yan Wangsheng didn't know what was going on and was completely confused.

"These are just some tricks that the Taoist priest taught me." Guan Jinping said, "It's not convenient to talk here. Let's go to your place first?"

"Oh...Okay! Okay!" Yan Wangsheng came back to his senses, nodded repeatedly, and quickly pulled Guan Jinping towards his yard.

When he arrived at the gate of the compound, he found that his friends were planning to follow him in, so he simply glared at them, took out a banknote from his pocket and threw it out: "Hurry up and drink your wine!"

When these old guys received the banknotes and saw Yan Wangsheng closing the door, they looked at each other in bewilderment:

"This old guy's junior sister is so young?"

"…Old cows eat young grass."

……

Guan Jinping and Yan Wangsheng stayed together for a while before Yan Wangsheng asked:
"What kind of skills are you practicing?"

"The Taoist priest has taught me the art of immortality. You should come and practice it when the time comes."

Yan Wangsheng thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it will take two days. After all, everyone in the library is staring at me now."

Guan Jinping poked him in the chest.

"Will the Taoist come to the library tomorrow?"

"Yes. Come tomorrow during the day."

"Then I have to remind my old friends and ask them to be prepared."

Yan Wangsheng's eyes showed strong anticipation.

tomorrow,

This drama in the library is more interesting than the best opera in the opera theater.

You absolutely can't miss it.

(End of this chapter)