Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 9: Are lowly people worthy to walk with me?
Zhang Yuanzhu ran quickly on the street, but he did not go directly to the east of the city.

Instead, he turned around and around, shaking off any possible pursuers behind him, and ran towards the more prosperous streets of Jiangshui City.

Soon he came to a blacksmith shop.

The door of the blacksmith shop was open, and a clerk was lying listlessly on the counter. The sound of blacksmithing could be faintly heard coming from the backyard.

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced at the store and paused slightly.

The next moment, he rushed to the blacksmith shop at an even faster speed, jumped over the counter, and grabbed the wall where weapons were hung.

He grasped the longbow in one hand and pulled it into his arms, while with the other hand he pulled out the quiver full of arrows.

Then he jumped over the counter again and ran out of the store.

The entire process of borrowing the bow was smooth and was over in just a few breaths.

At this moment, the waiter finally reacted and ran out of the door, shouting:
"Master, someone is trying to steal our weapons."

Chaotic footsteps were heard from inside the blacksmith shop.

One by one, big men with bare upper bodies and holding hammers ran out.

"Which thief dared to run wild in Feitiepu? He'll be skinned alive."

Cursing, he followed the waiter and chased in the direction Zhang Yuanzhu left.

Just as seven or eight blacksmiths were chasing after him with all their might.

call out!
An arrow tore through the wind and snow, quickly passing through a big man's face, and splashing blood.

All the blacksmiths stopped chasing and looked at the arrow stuck in the snow in horror.

He raised his head and looked at the short figure standing with an arrow nocked a hundred meters away.

For mortals, bows and arrows are definitely the most terrifying long-range killing weapons. No matter how skilled you are in martial arts, you can be shot down with just one arrow in front of a master who is proficient in bows and arrows.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the many big men who stopped moving forward, and slowly retreated until he disappeared into the night.

Call ~
The tense muscles of the big men finally relaxed.

Just a few breaths make people feel extremely depressed.

The big man with a scratched face walked up to the waiter and slapped him.

"I almost got shot through the head because of you. You must be careful when robbing people in the future."

The guy stumbled and almost fell, his face full of bitterness.

How could he know that the person who stole the bow and arrow would be an archery expert, otherwise he would never chase him in such weather.

Zhang Yuanzhu put the quiver on his back and stroked the cypress bow with his hand.

The bow is white with delicate lines.

This was a small bow, inexpensive and relatively light, which was perfect for his current situation.

He pulled the string with one hand while running, and then slowly put it back, familiarizing himself with the white bow as quickly as possible.

Time passed minute by minute, and about an incense stick of time had passed.

The tall city gate appeared before our eyes.

The city gates were wide open, and the night was dark, like a terrifying beast lying on the ground, ready to devour anyone who approached.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked back at the city, then strode towards the city gate.

No matter what the outcome is, he has no regrets.

The small figure soon disappeared into the vast wilderness.

Jiangshui City Center.

In an extremely luxurious manor, a fair and tender child wrapped in fur clothes sat under the eaves, listening to the report of the guards.

"You said a beggar was lucky enough to get the order to welcome the troops, entered the Huanzhen Tower, and now is leaving the city again."

The child chuckled, picked up the rising hot tea and took a sip.

"Yes, Third Young Master, I am a beggar who was lucky enough to be born, but I do not know my destiny. This order to welcome the troops should belong to my Wang family."

The guard's face flushed red, his eyes filled with greed and passion.

If he could snatch this item for his master, wealth and glory would be within his reach, and even his descendants would benefit from this grace.

"You said, he is just a beggar, why didn't he present himself to our royal family when he received the order to welcome the troops?" The child lowered his head, his eyes gentle and serious.

"Is he worthy of walking the immortal path with me?"

"Of course you, a lowly beggar, don't deserve it."

"I will get the order to welcome the troops for the Third Young Master right away."

The guard knelt on one knee and shouted loudly.

The third son of the Wang family nodded his forehead, put down the teacup, and waved his hand gently, signaling him to leave.

After the guards quickly left and disappeared, he tilted his head slightly and spoke slowly into the darkness.

"Fei Bo, please go over there. There are still assassins being hunted outside the city. You can mobilize them at will."

"Do your best to retrieve the order to welcome the troops."

"Yes, my lord."

With a respectful voice, a black shadow rushed out from the corner and disappeared in the wind and snow.

In the empty courtyard, the gorgeously dressed child continued to drink the tea in the cup with a calm and gentle expression.

"Well done, Chong'er. That's the way it should be done."

"Either don't do it, or do it completely!"

A tall figure walked in from outside the courtyard and sat cross-legged opposite the child, his majestic face full of praise.

"In this way, I can rest assured that you can embark on the path of cultivation."

"However, we must also be careful about the Jiang and Zhou families, as well as several other families that have not received the order to welcome the troops, and not let them take advantage of us."

When Wang Chong saw his father arrive, his calm expression was tinged with a hint of sadness.

He is not as indifferent as he appears.

"Father, the call to arms could be snatched at will in the past, but this time it was issued by the fairy herself, and I'm worried it might offend him."

"Don't worry. Although it has been a long time since the last time we recruited disciples, the family still has records of the sects in the Immortal Weapon Valley."

“They’ll just encourage it.”

The head of the Wang family seemed to know something. He picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup, and drank it in one gulp.

"If you can obtain the jade token, I will arrange for you to have the most loyal young warriors to embark on the path of cultivation together."

"Yes, father, I will never let you down."

The child stood up and looked at the falling snowflakes, feeling very proud.

In Jiangshui City, all the families and forces that received the news began to take action.

Either they are filled with murderous intent and send out one martial arts master after another; or they sit back and wait for things to develop.

the other side.

After leaving Jiangshui City, Zhang Yuanzhu rushed into the forest covered with falling snow.

The darkness, cold, snow, and even the rough road all caused his speed to drop again and again.

Fortunately, after mastering the [Ordinary] bow, his eyesight improved to a certain extent, so he was not unable to run and did not lose his way.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhang Yuanzhu was breathing heavily.

Rocks, dead branches, and fallen leaves kept passing by his side, but his steps never hesitated.

Awooo! Roar!

The roars of various wild animals echoed in the mountains and forests, shaking off layers of snow from the trees.

The darkness that was enough to scare ordinary people only brought a smile to the beggar's lips.

Frank and fearless, he had made all preparations since he stepped out of Huanzhen Building.

The night grew darker and the snowstorm grew stronger.

Zhang Yuanzhu finally stopped when a flash of fire came into his sight.

"found it!"

(End of this chapter)