Chapter 243 Rainy Night
Thunderclouds rolled and lightning flashed.
Over time, I no longer know what kind of Taoist temple this is, or whether it is just a mountain temple built by predecessors.
He stepped on the dirt and sewage, and shook the rainwater off his cloak.
The destitute Taoist finally crossed the threshold and walked into the dilapidated temple in front of him.
As soon as he entered the door, Taoist Luo Luo was stunned for a moment. Although he expected that there would be people, he didn't expect that there were many people.
The scholar wearing a long gown and holding a book basket did not take off his wet clothes even though he was shivering from the cold.
With a blue face, he placed the wet books in the basket on the dilapidated stone pier beside him.
Not far away is a man and a woman leaning on the fire.
Wearing a fancy outfit and hanging a sword, he looks like a gangster, which is not decent.
There are also two little beggars leaning against the throne. They seem to be permanent residents here and can be regarded as 'locals'. ’
Fortunately, the temple is not too small and there is still room to occupy.
However, Tushanjun did not go elsewhere, but walked to the scholar's side.
With a slight shake of the cloak on his body, the rainwater disappeared, and the mud under his feet had long been stuck in front of the steps, which was quite a relief.
It would be quite good to take off the cloak and spread it on the ground. Just sit down like this.
Even though Tu Shanjun is a master of the Golden Pill, he doesn't have the magic power to use it.
The body of this banner slave didn't have much mana, so it had to be used sparingly, so it didn't pretend to be elegant to make itself look decent.
He untied the baggage behind him, took out the fire fold and handed it to the vigilant scholar: "Take two pieces of rotten wood to make a fire and dry your clothes, otherwise you may fall ill here tomorrow."
The man was a little surprised, but still took the fire certificate.
He put down his book basket and pulled some wood from beside the temple, ignited it with weeds, and built a fire.
At the same time, take off the wet clothes on your body and dry them aside.
This person was sensible enough to raise the fire and then return it.
After this, the vigilance and hostility in the scholar's eyes disappeared, and there was a bit more intimacy.
Tu Shanjun rummaged through his baggage, took out the wine flask, and took out the wine cup.
"A drink?"
With that said, he took a big sip first.
It is really pleasant to spit out a mouthful of turbid mist.
The scholar hesitated for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
He was a poor scholar with nothing but a basket of books, and he couldn't think of anything worthy of his own plans.
“Good wine!”
After drinking a lot of praises.
Isn't it a good wine? This is a spiritual wine. Ordinary people can strengthen their qi, blood and life after drinking it. After years of hidden injuries, he was able to live beyond his seventies.
“Good wine should be paired with good meat.”
Tushanjun took out four bear paws, tied them with branches and grilled them over the fire.
The oily water falls down.
After a while, the fragrance was already overflowing.
The men and women gnawing dry food on the side suddenly felt that the dry food in their mouths was like chaff and could not be swallowed.
"Senior brother." The wheat-skinned woman shouted softly.
The strong man looked solemn: "After that Taoist came in, he didn't touch a leaf of his clothes."
"And the cloak he is sitting under is not an ordinary cloak. It is made of bear skin. The barbecued meat balls are clearly bear paws. This person cannot be messed with."
"Gululu!"
The opera in the Five Zang Temple made the strong old man blush.
He managed a smile, got up and walked over.
He bowed his hands and said, "Taoist Master is really a strange person."
"This wine and meat are so delicious, I'll make you greedy."
"But I'm afraid this meat won't be easy to process during the day, so I thought of trading four pieces of bread for half a bear's paw."
Tu Shanjun laughed dumbly, this warrior was quite interesting.
After seeing that he was not easy to mess with, he still dared to come over in exchange for food.
Even if he lowered his voice, it was still very clear to Tu Shanjun, so he had already understood what the strong man had analyzed just now.
But a monk is a monk. Even if he doesn't do anything, he is still too different in the world.
Even without searching with spiritual light, you can still see other monks at a glance.
Unless it's the kind of person who lives in the mortal world and doesn't care about his image at all.
Most of them have some purpose, such as the so-called Red Dust Tribulation Heart Refining and Breakthrough Realm.
He handed a bear paw to him casually: "Since we are destined to meet each other, why not ask your sister to come and eat together."
"Junior sister, come on, the Taoist Master invites us to come together."
"Those two, come here too."
After a loud voice, the two beggars huddled next to the shrine pointed at themselves in surprise.
"Yes, it's you."
The two little beggars, as if they had been granted amnesty, hurriedly came over and looked eagerly at the barbecued bear paws.
One of the paws of the mature old bear is as big as an ordinary human head. Tushanjun can cut it into pieces with a jade knife before roasting it.
Taking advantage of the barbecue, Tushanjun figured out the whereabouts of these people.
The two people who sealed the sword and hung up the sword were both disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.
The big man's name is Chen Guangda, and the junior sister's name is Wu Shu.
The scholar's name is Zou Li, a descendant of Jiangdong, and he is about to go to Beijing to catch up with this autumn.
Upon hearing that Zou Li was going to Beijing to take the exam, both the strong man and the wheat-colored woman looked a little strange.
It turned out that we only knew after we got to know each other, but now war is everywhere.
In the eyes of their Jianghu people, the capital city is just a decoration, and it does not have the power of a unified dynasty at all.
Moreover, the anti-kings are also recruiting troops and giving preferential treatment to those with martial arts skills.
If he were an immortal, he would be regarded as a national master.
We have just begun to conquer the world, and we have already been granted the title of National Master. We don’t even know what kind of country this country is.
It is said that another big bandit has appeared in northern Shanxi. It is said that he is a wild dragon from the mountains and rivers of northern Shanxi.
…
If you say this, the capital city seems to be invalid, and this is a bird test.
Even if you really win the imperial examination and get promoted to a noble rank, you will still be buried in the ground along with this dynasty that is riddled with holes within two days.
"What a dragon spirit and a cow spirit!"
"I followed Marshal Qin to chop off the heads of thirteen impure people in the Far East. They were as flesh and blood as ordinary people. There were scars on their heads as big as a bowl."
The sudden sound woke up everyone who was talking and attracted their attention.
armor.
Doudun!
A powerful crossbow with a strong bow on its back.
This equipment is not simple at first glance.
Mortal dynasties have very strict regulations on armor, not to mention strong bows and crossbows. It is a major crime for the Yi clan to have even half of the parts in their homes.
If it is a complete object, then all nine tribes can go down and reunite.
The person who spoke was muscular, with a thick beard but not full cheeks, and two scars on his face.
One eye corner, another cheek.
"Madam, Miss, let's rest here for now. When we arrive at Huaifeng City tomorrow, they won't dare to pursue us."
The military man moved two dilapidated low pillars to serve as stools for the mother and daughter to sit down.
"Thank you for your hard work, General Cheng."
The woman was very well-mannered and seemed to have seen the world.
Although she is half old, she still has charm.
As for the woman hiding next to the woman, she is even more beautiful and graceful. Even the plain clothes on her body cannot hide her attentive appearance.
Not to mention the two little beggars with low eyebrows, even Zou Li and the big man Chen Guangda looked at them blankly.
The wheat-colored junior sister was quite unhappy and elbowed the senior brother next to her.
"Far East, Marshal Qin."
"But Commander Qin Zongshi?"
"good!"
Only then did the military man look over, his eyes filled with the thought that this should be the case.
How come no one else has heard of Qin Shuai's name?
Tu Shanjun had obviously never heard of who this person was.
Hearing this, he also knew that he should be a famous general and was fighting the rebellion in the Far East.
As for the mother and daughter in front of them, since they were called madam by the military men, they must be the family members of Marshal Qin. Judging from their looks, they were traveling on the same road as the scholar Zou Li, and they should be heading to the capital.
However, their situation is not good.
There were many wounds on this soldier's body, and blood mixed with rainwater dripped to the ground.
Judging by the bandage, he was probably hit by two arrows.
Even if he is a first-rate master and can survive for a while, he cannot survive for a lifetime.
The fire in the temple is not small, so it saves the soldiers a lot of effort, and there is no point in rebuilding the fire.
So he took the cloth bag from the carriage outside the door and took out the steamed buns and water bag inside: "Madam, miss, we have to go on a journey at dawn, so let's eat something."
"General Cheng, your injury..."
"Don't worry, ma'am."
Following the guidance of the lady's gaze, the military man also looked for the past and saw the oily bear's paw set up.
Then he shook his head at his young lady.
Instead, he sat on the floor and swallowed the dry and hard buns with cold water.
The arrival of these three people disturbed several people who were originally watching the temple, and the original high-pitched talks disappeared. It seemed that the atmosphere had changed a lot because of the appearance of the noble man.
Tu Shanjun had already achieved his goal, so he no longer had much interest in talking.
An hour later.
Everyone in the temple was a little dazed.
The two little beggars huddled up in the hay under the throne and fell asleep.
The scholar kept nodding.
The big man was about to cover the fire with stones when he suddenly froze.
He quickly woke up his sleeping junior sister: "Someone is coming, and there are quite a few of them."
The large team of people will arrive in a moment.
Although Tu Shanjun was unable to release the spiritual consciousness of his golden elixir master, Zhu Polong's body was still in the late stage of Qi training, so he was still wary of this.
On a rainy night, lightning illuminates the room.
People outside the temple have blocked the path and surrounded the temple.
Even the roof tiles above their heads were clanking. It seemed that the other party had already laid a dragnet and wouldn't give them any chance.
who are they?
Tushanjun just moved his eyes towards the three newcomers.
In the temple, if a scholar goes to take the exam, he will never encounter a vendetta by a large group of people.
The two brothers and sisters are charlatans, and they would not behave this way even when they meet someone seeking revenge. Needless to say, the two little beggars have lived here for a long time.
He borrowed the spirit's body to walk again.
Only the military man and the mother and daughter could cause such trouble.
…
"Cheng Gui, you can't escape. Hand over old Qin's family and I'll protect your life."
"If you dare to resist, you will die without a burial place like those you brought with you."
"I'm afraid you have forgotten that there were a hundred troops who followed you at the beginning."
There was a sound outside the door, but the soldiers inside the temple widened their eyes angrily.
He took a hundred brothers to escort the marshal's family back to the capital. Somehow he leaked the news, which led to a pursuit. Until here, he was the only one left.
"The rebellious officials and traitors of Luo Jiao dare to call your grandfather by his first name!"
"As long as I, Cheng Gui, am still alive, I will kill one of the Luo Jiao's demon cubs, or two of them, and I will kill a pair!"
The military man stood up, pulled out the long knife from his waist and blocked the door of the temple.
"snort?!"
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
"My immortal master has given me the Talisman."
"Don't say you are just a first-class person today, even an innate master will have to suffer from hatred!"