Chapter 201: People on the Road
Leaving the small town, the group of people took the official road, and it was smooth sailing.
Guan Jinping originally wanted to give Zuo Chen directions, but Zuo Chen asked her to talk to Mr. Lu directly.
A little dumbfounded, Guan Jinping and Mr. Lu looked at each other, until Mr. Lu said: "What are you looking at?" This meaningless stare ended.
At this moment, Guan Jinping truly realized that there were no small characters following this Taoist priest.
Then it was half a day of traveling together.
There was nothing major happening on the road, except for the two old men who quarreled and bickered from time to time.
However, their conversation was not noisy. Instead, it was like people wearing long coats doing cross talk in a theater, which was quite interesting to listen to.
From their conversation, Zuo Chen also roughly knew the relationship between the two of them:
Yan Wangsheng is Guan Jinping’s senior brother. When they were young, the two of them also traveled through the world together and worked together. Walking on the journey of returning home.
Later, I don’t know what happened. Yan Wangsheng gave up and continued to be a returnee. Guan Jinping began to hate her senior brother. The two people who were close to each other separated and did not see each other for a long time.
It was only recently that the two old men got together again and bickered every day.
As for whether they have that kind of relationship...
They didn't say it clearly.
Even Zhu Laoba, who didn't know much about love and love, could tell that there was something going on between the two old men.
The two accompanying people, Guan Jinping, had a horse, so they followed him on horseback. Yan Wangsheng wanted to rub the horse, but Guan Jinping refused, so he had to find an empty space on the donkey cart and sit huddled, feeling aggrieved.
"You two have been returnees for so long, do you know anything about the affairs of the capital?"
Zuo Chen also rarely met people deeply involved with the capital, so he asked a few more questions. sentence.
But both of them shook their heads.
Guan Jinping explained: "When this damn old man and I were returnees, we rarely returned to the capital. Even when we met with the capital, we met with a group of people. I only remember that the capital was a gentle old man with a gentle temper. , no matter how many other things, I am afraid only my teacher’s generation will know.”
"Have you seen the Capital Master?"
"Yes. I still remember his appearance."
Listening to Guan Jinping's words, Zuo Chen pondered for a while, then suddenly turned his wrist and turned his head. A mist suddenly rose up in the palm of his hand, changing hazily.
"Look, is this person the capital master?"
The two old men subconsciously looked at the palm of Zuo Chen's hand, and saw an old man with closed eyes floating above the palm of his hand. , wearing a Taoist robe, seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
"Capital Master!"
Guan Jinping exclaimed in a low voice.
Sure enough.
Even though he had already suspected it, Zuo Chen still sighed after hearing Guan Jinping's words.
The first time he came into contact with the name Capital, he had already thought of the old way on Gray Mountain.
It's a pity that no portrait has been handed down from the capital. Without evidence, Zuo Chen can only make random guesses.
When I asked Li Ji before, Li Ji said that he was too young when the capital was about to die, and he saw the capital rarely, so he didn't remember much, so he gave up.
To this day, he is sure that the two are the same person.
"Taoist Priest, it turns out you know the capital!"
Caiyi was obviously surprised.
Zuo Chen glanced at Caiyi.
Not only do they know each other, he also flatters the capital.
But he glanced at the old man and old lady in front of him.
The two of them are too old. If they really tell their true identities...
I am afraid that they will have to get a mouthful of Zhenqi for emergency rescue.
After thinking about it again, Zuo Chen's expression became even stranger:
After experiencing so much, Zuo Chen also had more or less guesses.
The first is his relationship with the capital.
Zuo Chen once thought that he was a disciple of the capital, but after meeting the old monk before, Zuo Chen felt that things might be slightly different from what he thought.
But now there is no corresponding evidence to support his conjecture.
It looks like I'll have to check again later.
Guan Jinping was a little surprised after seeing the face of the capital, but that was all. She only felt that it was normal for powerful officials to know each other. What's more, both of them are Taoist priests, so there might be some fate in them.
Yan Wangsheng, on the other hand, fell into deep thought after seeing Zuo Chen's Taoist crown that was crookedly worn.
He took a look, withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help but take another look.
When he was young, he actually came into contact with the capital several times.
Occasionally, he saw the capital master chatting with Prime Minister Zuo. At that time, the capital master said that he had a master who had the ability to reach heaven and earth. He was also a Taoist priest and would be stationed in Changchun forever.
The crown is always crooked.
Taoist priest...
Tiara...
Could this be the person in front of you?
Yan Wangsheng felt that his heart was twitching, so he took out a pair of medicinal powders from his arms and poured two mouthfuls into his mouth before he felt relieved.
If this is the case...
A bold idea arose in Yan Wangsheng's heart.
Zhu Laoba has no interest in these old things in Kyoto. He had been in a daze just now while following Mr. Donkey. Now he suddenly came back to his senses, patted his head and asked:
" Commander, if there are really a few Jianghu people who are not afraid of death and come to fight with your soybeans..."
Zuo Chen smiled and said: "That soybean won't last that long, so I'll give him all my strength. If we really get into a fight, even you won't be able to do anything to him in a short time. Don't worry."
“Oh.”
Zhu Laoba was a little curious.
Caiyi’s Xiaodou soldiers have basically no fighting ability, but if they are transformed into the same size as her, they can also have innate mid-level abilities. In addition, with the method of formation, Zhu Laoba can really fight head-on. It may not be possible to take down Caiyi so easily.
Now that she is like this, if she spreads the beans...
How strong will she be?
......
The government officials specially prepared a maza for "Zhu Laoba" and let him sit on it.
"Zhu Laoba" is tall, and his horse is small. He seems to be squatting in front of the courtyard, looking inexplicably happy.
The diners in the restaurant could also see "Zhu Laoba", but no one dared to smile.
"Isn't he tired of sitting there all the time? He didn't even blink!"
A charlatan cursed.
“There is a method in the world called inner breathing technique. Those who know this method can stay energetic even if they don’t sleep for a week, let alone sitting at the door.”
“Wait a little longer. His grandma’s cavalry will come all week long!”
"I guess that's what the gentleman in the county government thinks." The person who just spoke was Mu Jian Shaoxia. At this moment, he didn't find any clues about his wife, so he didn't plan to wait here any longer: "Several of you are here first. Let’s wait here. I have something else to do, so I won’t accompany you.”
Leave the restaurant.
Seeing Young Knight Wooden Sword leave, many knights who were not so obsessed with the roster of the capital also packed up their belongings, paid their bills, and no longer stayed in the town.
They were scattered, and in the end only a few desperadoes were left, staring at the strong man at the door with unkind eyes.
Knowing that they would not be able to fight alone, they got together, ordered a plate of beef as a cover, and talked in low voices:
"Brother Gu, what should we say?"
The one who is called Brother Gu also has a fierce look. He is a well-known murderer in the world. His ability is slightly worse than Nanguai Beixie, but his reputation is more big.
Now that I came to the town, I naturally formed a gang and brought many younger brothers with me.
Looking at the people gathered around, Brother Gu checked the number of people.
There are more than ten numbers.
He sneered twice and said:
"You can't fight alone. This reckless man is too strong. He can kill all the monsters in the south and north. But when we swarm up, as long as we chop him in the neck, even if he is hit in the neck, No matter how talented he is, he will still die!"
The boys looked at each other.
What Brother Gu said does make sense.
Can...
If you insist on fighting, you will easily lose your life!
The main reason they want to take the fragment is to practice the techniques in it and make themselves a capable person with a reputation in the world. They want to use the money to hook the fence, and enjoyment is the most important thing.
If it really fell into the hands of this innate man...
It would be a bit of a loss.
Brother Gu also saw what his subordinates were thinking and cursed directly:
"You guys are shameful, you want to get benefits, but you don't want to exert any effort, how can such a good thing happen! Wealth and wealth are in danger, and there is no blood. Do you really think that the sky will drop a pie for you? Do you want to follow me? "
His words persuaded these younger brothers, and everyone who was licking blood from the knife edge finally regained their energy.
"Okay, I'll follow Brother Gu!"
"Me too!"
Standing up with a knife, a group of gangsters planned to rush out of the restaurant.
But they had just started when they suddenly saw a man who looked like a scholar not far away, staggering and falling in front of them, just blocking these rough guys.
The scholar's face was red and he was holding a wine bottle in his hand. He smelled of alcohol and didn't know how much he had drunk. He looked quite sleepy.
Brother Gu frowned, feeling unhappy, but did not take the picture with his hand:
“Who are you?”
The scholar seemed drunk, looking at Gu with a silly smile. Brother:
"What are you going to do?"
"What does it have to do with you? You damn drunkard, stop blocking the way!"
"Don't be so angry." The scholar said, "I heard , There seems to be a Jingshi archive here, and I came here from Xiguan to pick up the book. "You? You want to get the Jingshi scraps too?" Brother Gu coldly raised the knife and put it away. On the scholar's neck: "Scholar, I advise you to be wiser! This is not a place for you to write and write!"
The scholar shook his head helplessly: "I don't like killing, and you are a bad person. It doesn’t look like it’s worth a few poems. Get out of here.”
"You are looking for death!"
Who is Brother Gu! A well-known murderer in the world, how could he tolerate someone provoking him?
He just swung the blade directly, aimed it at the scholar's neck and chopped it off!
But just halfway through the cut, Brother Gu suddenly felt a pain in his wrist.
“Shoo!”
Brother Gu only felt a light touch in his hand, and the knife disappeared!
What's going on
With eyes full of confusion, I suddenly heard the younger brother behind me exclaim:
"Brother Gu! My hand dropped! My hand dropped!"
< br>Looking down, I found that the hand that was holding the steel knife was on the table, with blood rolling down
At some point, a piece of paper appeared in the scholar's hand, with blood on the corners.
The scholar raised his head to drink and said with a smile:
"Some time ago I took a poem from a butcher. Unfortunately, this paper is too clean and needs some blood. You This wrist is really good."
Brother Gu turned pale, and the heartbreaking pain finally came to his mind. He only had time to scream, and then ran out like a dog. Don't dare to stop at all.
The boys behind him were also scared out of their wits. They rolled on the ground, crawled in place, knocked over several tables, and jumped over the wall.
"Tsk, if you are a gangster but don't have bad temper or anger, you probably won't be able to write any good poems."
Seeing everyone running away, the scholar made a judgment and had nothing to say about these gangsters.
He turned his head, looked at Zhu Laoba, and bowed his hands:
"Strong man, I'm here to get the book, maybe you can let me pass?"
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