Chapter 627: Going to Zixiao Peak
Three days later, at the foot of Zixiao Peak, the geese returned to the town.
"Yes, you heard me right, I want as many arrows as you have here."
Fu Qingzhou stood expressionlessly at the door of the blacksmith shop and said to the stunned boss: " He also helped me prepare quivers, quivers, etc., as many as I want.”
The boss himself was a blacksmith. He looked at the big bow on Fu Qingzhou’s back and the quiver on his waist, and said helplessly: "Brother, I have thousands of arrows in my shop, can't you take them away?"
"Don't worry about it." Fu Qingzhou said, shaking out a banknote from his sleeve, and slapped it on the boss's chest: "Just tell me whether to sell it or not."
"Okay."< br>
The boss took the bank note helplessly: "It's not my brother, I can't find it either..."
"No need to look for it." Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "Take out all the arrows. "
Hearing what he said, the boss's eyes suddenly lit up. Without any nonsense, he quickly put away the banknote and then went into the backyard of the blacksmith shop.
Fu Qingzhou turned his head and looked at Zixiao Peak not far away.
Purple Sky Peak, as its name suggests, is the highest peak in this mountain range. It points directly to the sky, as if entering the purple sky, and you can vaguely see the suspended plank roads and pavilions on the peak, which are also related to the peak. Magnificent building complex.
After drinking that day, Fu Qingzhou galloped all the way and finally arrived at the foot of Zixiao Peak.
He has not seen Zhao Hao in the past three days.
But he knew that Zhao Hao must be hiding nearby...
However, Fu Qingzhou didn't care, he couldn't care about it at the moment.
Yes, he also wants to invite people from Ziqi Xianfengguan to participate in the Xuan Alliance Ceremony to help deal with Huijue Yuanzhao.
But...that's all for later.
Now, grab people first!
As for whether it will offend Master Baihe? Offend the Purple Qi Immortal Wind View?
in spite of. Don't tell me if you've offended me.
Fu Qingzhou didn’t believe it. Master Baihe didn’t know about his relationship with Qiu Chan? What was she thinking about doing this now? Is this deliberately leading him to the door? But it’s not necessary to use this trick?
He was a little confused these days, and it was difficult to think rationally, so he simply didn’t think about it.
“Hey, hey, little brother, come on, pick them up!”
This is when the owner of the blacksmith shop came back from the backyard, shouting and bringing a lot of Lots of arrows.
These arrows were all tied up and placed in quivers or quivers. At first glance, there were at least several hundred arrows.
Fu Qingzhou immediately reached out to take them and began to hang them on his body.
It is not enough to hang the loops on his belt, he must also hang them on his shoulders. Only when the quivers and quivers have filled all the free spaces on his body will he be satisfied.
Why do you need to trim so many arrows?
It's very simple. It's impossible for him to really kill the fellow disciples and sisters in the temple.
The arrows used by these ordinary hunters are enough to restrain them.
As for those elders with higher realms...
Fu Qingzhou shook his head and stopped thinking about it for the time being. Let’s talk about it when we meet.
“By the way, boss.”
He reached out and patted the butt of the horse beside him: “Please take care of this horse for me first. With the extra money you just got, you can When buying some fodder or something, I will come back soon to pick it up.”
The boss hurriedly agreed.
How much does fodder cost?
But probably because he received far more money than he imagined, the boss’s conscience began to show up, and he couldn’t help but ask: “Brother, what are you going to do with all the arrows you have? Is it dangerous? Do you want help?"
Fu Qingzhou forced a smile: "Thank you, no need, I can handle it myself"
After that, he didn't look back. The ground left.
As he walked on the street, his arrow feathers looked like a peacock with its wings spread, attracting a lot of attention. But of course he didn't care, and just strode towards Zixiao Peak.
No need for much preparation, just go for it!
No scruples, no worries!
With this rare impulsiveness and recklessness, Fu Qingzhou left Yanhui Town and entered the Zixiao Peak area with a sullen face.
Soon, he set foot on the mountain road and saw a large stone standing beside the stone steps at the foot of the mountain in the distance. On it were engraved the four characters "Purple Qi Fairy Wind", written in a gentle style, like four smiling women with dancing sleeves. .
Beside the big stone, a young female disciple was guarding there with a sword.
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes, pulled out a few arrows from behind, and slowly placed them on the big bow.
He did not hide his figure, and walked towards the female disciple while pulling the string.
At the same time, the female disciple also saw him.
Fu Qingzhou's eyes were cold and calm.
Of course he would not shoot or injure the female disciple, but the arrow penetrated his sleeves, nailed her to a tree or a rock without hurting anyone, and then knocked her unconscious easily. It can be done.
But just before his arrow was released, the female disciple... suddenly turned her head.
She blinked and seemed to be suddenly attracted by a leaf fluttering in the cold wind on a tree not far away, and skipped over.
Fu Qingzhou: "?"
No, don’t you guard the mountain gate?
But the female disciple really ignored him completely and started to stop under the tree, like a literary girl, staring at the only remaining leaves on the dead tree in winter.
Fu Qingzhou: "...Okay."
Since the disciples guarding the mountain gate can "not see" themselves, why not go up the mountain?
He put the arrow back into the quiver and glanced at the female disciple in confusion again. Seeing that she was still staring at the leaves in a daze, he ignored her and stepped onto the mountain path.
It wasn't until his back disappeared on the mountain path that the female disciple turned around slyly, glanced at the mountain path, then clenched her fists, quietly said "Okay", then raised her sword again and stood guard. The mountain gate.
On this side, Fu Qingzhou strode up the steps.
As we walked, the stone steps turned into wooden planks, and the road became steeper.
"Oh, when did you say he would come..."
While walking, a voice suddenly came from the corner in front.
Fu Qingzhou's eyes flashed, and he reached out to the quiver again.
The next second, at the corner, two female disciples carrying backpacks appeared and bumped into Fu Qingzhou. The two sides were less than ten steps away. They immediately stopped their discussion and blinked. He stared at Fu Qingzhou with two pairs of eyes.
"Sorry..."
Fu Qingzhou smiled helplessly, caught the arrow, and prepared to lock them up and knock them out as planned.
“Speaking of…”
The two female disciples suddenly turned their heads and looked at each other as if they couldn't see him, and continued chatting: "It's so cold, what kind of medicine can we get when we go down the mountain?"
" Who knows? Anyway, if Uncle Master and the others want it, let’s just take it. Why do we ask so many questions..."
The two walked towards Fu Qingzhou while chatting, walking from him to the left and the right. Passing by, the two of them even looked at each other, as if the guy with the arrows on his back was a transparent person.
The plank road was narrow, and when they walked by, those fluffy arrow feathers like peacock tails even swept across their faces and bodies, but they didn't notice it at all and talked and laughed as if nothing had happened.
Fu Qingzhou lowered his head in confusion and looked at himself.
ah? Am I becoming a ghost?
The two female disciples chatted and then gradually walked away, leaving him holding the arrow in his hand and looking around blankly.
(End of this chapter)