I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 49 Lots of Talents
Outside the attic, the river dragon and the ground tiger were fighting each other, showing off their magical powers.

Zuo Zixiong was upright and incorruptible. The two magical swords were twisted together, like a two-headed silver dragon. Without any fancy moves, he rushed towards Bai Luo.

Poirot, dressed in white, was like a little white flower, moving up and down in the raging waves. It seemed thrilling, but in fact it was not easy at all.

This rough guy who came from the military camp is so rude and doesn't even know how to be funny!
As soon as Bai Luo finished asking Zuo Zixiong to convert, the other party acted as if he had met an enemy who wanted to destroy his entire family, and every move he made was a life-and-death struggle.

"I, Zuo Zixiong, am a Yong man in life and a Yong ghost in death. How can I allow a monster like you to slander me?"

"Yongren? You also know that you are a Yongren."

Poirot was making sarcastic remarks while trying to find a way out of the situation.

The Tianxin Sect has only one goal in this trip, and that is to assassinate the crown prince.

He didn't want to waste too much time on Zuo Zixiong.

Poirot hesitated for a moment, then seeing that his opponent was indeed formidable, he steeled his resolve and said:

"Master Qin Xiang, I'll hold this beast back, you quickly go and take off the prince's dog head!"

As soon as Poirot finished speaking, a wealthy businessman dressed as a prostitute suddenly jumped up, and the other disguised believers also pulled out sharp blades from under the table and in flower pots and rushed towards the private room where the prince was.

Seeing this, Zuo Zixiong immediately pulled away to block the attack, but Bai Luo followed him like a shadow, not giving him any chance to return to defend.

"Zuo Zixiong! You've repeatedly ruined my plans. Today, I will execute the Crown Prince right before your eyes, and make you bear the blame for failing to protect him!"

Bai Luo's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Back in the imperial capital, he had been hunted down for thousands of miles by Zuo Zixiong. Now, he had disguised himself as someone who was trying to take the prince's zither. He should have easily taken the prince's life, but he had never expected that this lackey was so protective of his master that he only ordered the guards to deliver the zither, but would not allow him to even set foot into the prince's elegant room.

With new grudges and old grievances added together, how could he not hate?

In the corridors, the guards around the prince were already fighting with Qin Xiangzhu and others from the Tianxin Sect.

The old prince, who was over sixty years old, witnessed everything, but his face remained calm, as if he was used to it.

The old man with a feminine temperament next to the prince held a whisk in his hand and had a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Downstairs, a talented woman competing for the title of top courtesan screamed out loud on the stage, but it was not because she was hurt, but because she felt sorry for the Mingci Qin that Poirot was using as a weapon.

When Crown Prince Zhao You saw this scene, he frowned, then turned to look at the elder of the same generation beside him and said, "Banban, don't hurt the beauty's heart."

The white-faced, beardless old man immediately understood, and then opened his duck-like voice and shouted to Zuo Zixiong who was fighting hard below:

"The Crown Prince has ordered that the Ming Cicada Harp not be damaged!"

Downstairs, Zuo Zixiong leaped up with all his might, his pair of magical swords dancing like wild dragons, about to chop down on Bai Luo, but he had to use all his strength to pull back the falling swords.

This made Zuo Zixiong's blood flow backwards, he felt a fishy sensation in his throat, and he almost vomited blood.

Bai Luo was immediately amused when he saw this. He then held the sword in one hand and the Mingciqin in the other as a shield, switching the offense and defense in an instant.

Zuo Zixiong was a man of integrity and would never disobey the prince's orders. Whenever Bai Luo blocked his way with his zither, he would force himself to stop. For a moment, he was like a prisoner in shackles, unable to use any of his tricks even if he had unlimited means.

In just a few breaths, he had several more wounds on his body.

"Zuo Zixiong, you are nothing more than a guard dog in their eyes. You are not even as good as this broken zither in my hand. I really feel sorry for you."

"Monster, don't try to confuse my mind, look at the knife!"

While saying "Look at the knife", Zuo Zixiong suddenly tore open his Taoist robe, and several magical darts flew out from it, heading straight for Bai Luo's face.

Although Bai Luo had the Mingci Qin in his hand, he didn't dare to use it to block. If he damaged the Qin, the warrior in front of him would probably go completely crazy!

He raised his head to avoid the hidden weapon, and suddenly a loud thunder sound came from behind him.

However, the hidden weapons of the Shenjiying were very clever, containing things like thunder and fire, so that they would explode when they touched the pillars of the buildings.

Seeing this, the feminine old man upstairs immediately screamed a warning: "Captain Zuo, didn't you hear what we said? If you destroy the Ming Cicada Harp, you will never be able to redeem yourself!"

In the Xiangyin Pavilion, Xu Qing kept an eye on the movements outside. Although he did not witness the entire battle between Zuo Zixiong and Bai Luo, he had heard a general idea of ​​it.

But I didn't hear it completely. It was just that Zhu Huaian and Miss Zhenwan in the attic made as much noise as Zuo Zixiong and the others.

While the prince was fighting with dragons and tigers on his side, the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger were also in a mess here.

Zhu Huaian was a generous man and specially selected a 'dowry' maid to serve the Wu brothers.

Wu Zhiyuan was worried about what was happening outside, but Wu Wencai pulled him back, saying that a single moment of love was worth a thousand gold, that the prince was not so easy to kill, and that the people outside might just be some petty thieves, not to worry about. Now, Xu Qing was the only one left in the attic, keeping an eye on the outside. He had no time to pay attention to the girl Zhu Huaian had called for him. Only when the noise in the distance died down did he push open the door and walk alone into the depths of Shuhuang Pavilion.

Meeting a hurried servant on the road, Xu Qing reached out to stop him and asked, "I'm the guest who's here to present Miss Shuyu with a hair comb as a gift. May I ask where Miss Shuyu's attic is?"

With the guidance of the servant, Xu Qing avoided the hall full of shouts and cries of fighting, and walked around the winding corridors. After several detours, he finally arrived at Miss Shuyu's attic.

When the Yin Gui Jade was given as a combing gift earlier, he paid special attention and wrote down the stage name of the girl Shuyu.

There is chaos in Shuhuang Pavilion now, which is a good time for him to take advantage of the situation.

"Are you a policeman from the Patrol Office?"

When Xu Qing arrived at the boudoir where Shuyu lived, before he even planned to go in, he saw a distraught young man standing in front of the attic.

He had been visiting the yamen quite often in recent days and had some impression of this man. He only remembered that he was a constable in the fast squad of the sixth room of the third shift.

The other party also recognized Xu Qing. The two, who had met a few times, chatted for a while. Xu Qing just said that he was passing by, but this yamen runner named Zhang did not seem to have come here by chance.

"Brother Zhang, since you've come to Shuhuang Pavilion, why don't you find a girl to entertain you? Why are you sitting here alone?"

Zhang Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head, then picked up the wine pot, intending to get drunk to forget his sorrow, but found that the wine in the pot had already been drunk.

"It's bitter, it's bitter. You said I didn't find a girl to relieve my worries, but you didn't know that the girl I like is with someone else in there."

Xu Qing opened his lips slightly when he heard this. What was going on?
Seeing Xu Qing remained silent, the drunken Zhang Jun pointed to the attic beside him and said word by word, "Miss Shuyu is multi-talented. When she was young, her family was very wealthy. I was just a kid from an oil seller's family. I could only see her occasionally when I followed my father to sell and deliver oil.

Later, her family fell on hard times and her mother remarried, so I escorted her here to live with her relatives."

"She kept saying she'd marry me once she was settled. But she went back on her word. Relying on her talent, she risked everything to join a place like this."

"I asked to see her several times, but she refused to look me in the eye. Today, I brought her a gift for her hairdo and gave her all the money I've saved over the years, but she chose an old man to do it with her."

After saying that, Zhang Jun burst into laughter, then squatted on the ground and burst into tears.

Xu Qing didn't know how to persuade her, so he just asked, "Since she is so heartless, why do you have to stay here and grieve? Why not go back and find another good partner as soon as possible?"

Zhang Jun lowered his head and said, "I'm worried she'll get bullied. Those old men are the best at playing tricks on women. If she gets hurt and calls for help, who will help her if I'm not here?"

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Xu Qing was speechless.

In the attic, Miss Shuyu's panting was like a heavy hammer, mercilessly hitting Zhang Jun.

The small Shuhuang Pavilion has so many talented people today.

Zhang Jun looked up at the attic and then asked Xu Qing, "What happened outside? Why is there so much noise?"

Xu Qing replied, "I heard that it was the Tianxin Cult's demon who was trying to assassinate the Crown Prince, and now the two sides are fighting fiercely."

"Crown Prince? The future heir apparent?"

Zhang Jun's cloudy eyes suddenly showed some spirit.

The reason why Shuyu chose that old man was simply because he was famous and rich. If he went to protect the crown prince at this time and risked his life for his future, as long as he succeeded, he would be considered to have done a good job in protecting the emperor.

With this achievement, why should he worry about his future?
As long as he has a promising future, he will have no shortage of gold, silver, and other common things, and Shuyu will not refuse him again.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jun instantly perked up, reached for the knife at his waist, and was about to leave.

"Where are you going, Brother Zhang?"

"Protect the prince!"

"The assassins are from the Tianxin Sect. You are no match for them."

"The less of an opponent you are, the greater your achievements! Without achievements, life is meaningless!"

Looking at Zhang Jun's fearless figure, Xu Qing didn't understand what was wrong with him.

However, the other party's departure made it easier for him to do things.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Xu Qing sneaked into the small pavilion. At this time, Miss Shuyu, with the help of her personal maid, was doing her best to serve the patron who was older than her father.

Xu Qing used his Qi-gazing technique and looked around silently. Finally, he found the Yin Gui Jade in a dressing table.

(End of this chapter)