Chapter 68 A New Journey
The sky was getting dark, and Fu Qingzhou was walking alone on the official road, his lips touching up and down, but there was no sound.
If anyone else were to look at it, they would probably think he was a madman talking to himself in a low voice.
But in fact, he was just having an intense conversation with a smoker.
“Why don’t you understand anything?”
He sneered: "Aren't you in the Xuanxing realm? Aren't you the top expert in your era? Why can't you understand anything?"
The smoker retorted: "I'm in a ghost place like Bailu Mountain. Hundreds of years! "
"Who the hell knows what happened in the past few hundred years? There was no such thing as the Dayan Imperial Court back then!"
< br>Fu Qingzhou murmured: "You are useless as an old man."
"I was caught by Long Dabei, and you couldn't help; I was chased by Mingjiang Pavilion, and you couldn't help; now I want to know what Qingsongzi is capable of, but you don’t know anything.”
"I don't know where you get your confidence. You still think you are awesome every day."
The smoker was so excited that he screamed: "If you have the ability, give your body to me! I'll give you a chance." , I will show you what the Xuanxing Realm is like without destroying your soul!"
"Humph."
Fu Qingzhou sneered: "There is a lot of horse shit in this officialdom. Want to try it again?”
The smoker was furious: “I am your eighteenth generation ancestor!”
Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "You died in Bailu Mountain and I was born in Bailu Mountain. I don't even know who my parents are. You also said that I am gifted and not like ordinary people. Maybe you are my eighteenth generation ancestor." ?”
The smoker was shocked: “In order to disgust me, you would rather consider me as your ancestor?”
“Why, have you never been in love?”
Fu Qingzhou sarcastically said: "Is it possible that you have cultivated to the Xuanxing realm and no woman has ever fallen in love with you?"
"Fart! Fart... fart!"
The smoker was furious again: "I had thousands of cauldrons back then, and I couldn't count the number of women who bowed down to me with a hundred hands!"
Fu Qingzhou suddenly understood: "I understand, you only have the cauldron, but still No woman has ever fallen in love with you.”
“You, you, you, you!”
The smoker broke his guard and stopped talking after a while.
Fu Qingzhou took a long breath and felt more comfortable.
The reason why he is so venomous is just to take out his anger on the smoker... After all, he is in a very complicated mood right now.
Although Qing Songzi saved himself from Li Jingzhe, there was one thing he couldn't deny - now Mingjiange wanted to catch him and torture the secret of Long Dabei from his mouth.
This means that it may be difficult for me to go to Zhangjian Academy again in the future.
Who doesn’t want to achieve something in life?
Now that Fu Qingzhou is in this world, he naturally has his own dreams.
He wants to lift the curse, he wants to get rid of the smoker, he wants to avenge his adoptive father... He also wants to find a way to deal with the impact that Qi Ranjue may have on him.
But these are the most passive.
What if he wants? Probably just to be a knight.
The godfather in his previous life hoped that he could save more people. This was his godfather's last wish, and it is also his current dream.
So he will spend three years cleaning up all the magic sticks in Bailu Mountain, and will also help them because of the "righteousness" of Wandu Mountain to resist evil spirits.
Then Palm Sword Academy... is a really good place to go.
How many men dream of being able to learn peerless magical skills and meet heroes from all over the world?
But really Immortal Palace?
Fu Qingzhou shook his head and sighed.
It’s not that he dislikes others, just look at the two weirdos coming out of this real fairy palace.
A dragon is very sad, and everyone shouts and kills him. He is the most evil person in the world, and his brain circuit is far different from ordinary people.
Qingsongzi looks like a scoundrel and a bohemian. He is not a serious person no matter how you look at it.
If you are accepted as a disciple, you may become a crazy mentally ill person in the future, what should you do?
When he was tired from walking, he found a tea shop beside the official road and sat down. He was not like Long Dabei who could find money from invisible places. He could only trade pheasants caught in the mountains and forests for bowls of soup, noodles and tea, but fortunately he was able to rest.
As soon as he sat down, the sounds of discussions at the surrounding tables could be heard.
"Did you just see it? So many officers and soldiers were washing the ground...the flesh and blood on that ground..."
"I saw it, I saw it, what on earth is going on?"< br>
“I don’t know, it’s just a vendetta, right?”
“How can a vendetta kill like that? Even if dozens of people are chopped into minced meat and spread all over the floor, it’s just like that! ”
Fu Qingzhou sipped the tea and shook his head.
Don’t think about it, this is definitely what Long Dabei did.
After he left the mountain forest, he went straight to the official road in the direction of Langhuan Mountain. He did not pass by the place where the escort car convoy was stopped before, so naturally he never saw that scene again.
It had been some time since he escaped. It seemed that everyone had dispersed, leaving only a few officers and soldiers cleaning up the mess.
I just wonder what happened to the Evergreen Escort Agency? Was Hua Wuying, who was just passing by to watch the fun, injured?
As I thought about it, I drank half the bowl of noodle soup and my body became warm.
At this moment, a voice suddenly entered his ears.
"A few elder brothers."
It was a timid girl's voice: "Have you seen a boy about my age?"
Fu Qingzhou Startled, he turned around.
Isn't that Tang Jiao?
Tang Jiao looked dusty, still wearing the same clothes she was wearing when they parted ways, with a look of anxiety on her face.
The passerby who was asked by him frowned: "There are so many teenagers aged fifteen or sixteen, who knows who you are talking about?"
Tang Jiao bit her lip, no. If you dare to ask again, you can only look around helplessly.
She glanced at Fu Qingzhou, but quickly moved away.
Fu Qingzhou's current appearance is still the same as that of a twenty-something year old after being "faced" by Long Dabei...
Long Dabei told him at the time that as time goes by, he will slowly change back to his original appearance. , but I’m afraid it will take a few days.
"Tang Jiao! Jiaojiao!"
Fu Qingzhou waved his hand: "Here! Here!"
Tang Jiao was stunned, and there was a burst of ecstasy on her face. But then she stared at his slightly unfamiliar face and became confused.
However, probably because the voice sounded familiar to her, she still came over hesitantly: "Brother?"
"It's me."
Fu Qingzhou smiled at her and whispered He said: "You changed your appearance, so you didn't recognize it, right?"
"It's really you!"
Tang Jiao was so happy that tears welled up in her eyes.
But after all, she was still a girl and there were many people around her. She still suppressed her emotions and did not pounce directly. She just rubbed the corners of her clothes with joy.
"You, I have been looking for you since you left!"
Tang Jiao said aggrievedly with tears in her eyes: "You didn't even say hello, I just remembered that you were going to Langhuan Mountain Let's go..."
"Okay, let's sit down and talk." Fu Qingzhou pulled her to sit down and said with a smile, "It's only been a few days since we last met, and I'm so hungry."
He was originally in a low mood, but now that he suddenly saw Tang Jiao, his mood immediately improved.
He thought he might not see her again for a long time, but he didn't expect to meet her... It was a coincidence, but it wasn't that coincidental. He didn't come here very fast. If Tang Jiao wanted to catch up, he would soon catch her. You can catch up.
Compared with walking alone, having a caring and cute little sister walking along makes me feel much happier.
Of course this is not the place to talk, and the conversation will definitely involve Long Dabei, so he pushed the remaining half bowl of noodle soup to Tang Jiao, and the two of them started on the road again.
After chatting nonchalantly about their experiences over the past few days, Fu Qingzhou suddenly slapped his head.
“We have no money, and there are still hundreds of miles to go to Langhuan Mountain. How are we going to get there!”
(End of this chapter)