2. Once you collect the treasure, ride an ox down to Yangzhou (9)

2. Once you collect the treasure, ride an ox down to Yangzhou (9)

Yang Zhuozhen's magic was slightly better than his senior brother's, and he was not afraid of his senior brother at first, but he didn't know where his senior brother had found helpers, so he wanted to forcefully ask for the talisman.

Yang Zhuozhen learned the news in advance. He knew that he could not fight against the helpers invited by his senior brother and was forced to leave. He had no choice but to leave his hometown.

During these days, Yang Zhuozhen was found by his senior brother again, so he also wanted to find a helper, and he turned to Wang Chong.

Wang Chong pondered slightly and said: "Since it is just a talisman book, why not make a copy and give it to your senior brother?"

Yang Zhuozhen sighed and said, "It's not because I didn't want to, but I actually swore a poisonous oath in front of Master's bed. Otherwise, why would I cherish a talisman?"

Wang Chong changed the question again: "Since we can't fight, just go further."

Yang Zhuozhen said quietly: "If we can't find anyone to help, Lao Tao will naturally travel far away again. I am not just in love with this place. Lao Dao, this young apprentice, is an orphan from a nearby family. I always want to help him find his parents." , if our master and apprentice leave, he is afraid that he will never see his parents again."

Wang Chong laughed and said: "In that case, when your senior brother comes, I will help you put on a show."

The old Taoist priest Yang Zhuozhen immediately thanked him profusely, but he didn't care about this young man's abilities. The two had fought before, and Wang Chong's skill may not be higher than his, but his swordsmanship was quite authentic, and he must be someone with a background. Being able to have a relationship with this young man's sect was what the old Taoist priest wanted.

Wang Chong stayed for a while and then left.

The old Taoist sent Wang Chong out of the Taoist temple and went back to train the disciples.

Wang Chong was not in a hurry to go back to his residence. He came out once and wanted to relax for a while. The old Taoist priest Yang Zhuozhen was very poor in the Taoist temple, and he only had tea, water and fresh fruits to entertain him. Although he diligently provided food, he was too lazy to eat any rough food.

Wang Chong has lived in Chengdu Mansion for more than a month and has visited every corner of the city.

The Demon Sect is different from the Taoists. They always pay attention to drinking delicious food and enjoying themselves comfortably. Most of the Demon Sect disciples live in luxury, which is better than that of wealthy people in the world.

Wang Chong is no exception. He doesn't have money on hand, so he never treats himself harshly.

At this time, he was going to one of the most famous restaurants in Chengdu Prefecture to have a meal.

Wang Chong didn't choose food. There were not many diners in the restaurant. He ordered a few exquisite side dishes and a small jar of the restaurant's home-brewed wine. He poured and drank it himself, which was quite leisurely and comfortable.

Wang Chong agreed to the old Taoist priest, and he had some calculations in mind. The three underworld snakes he had sacrificed with the Heavenly Snake King Sutra would be out of the vat in a few days. Although the newly made underworld snake does not have enough heat and needs time to be tempered, in this level of Qi refining fighting method, it is expected that there will be no opponent and it will have the upper hand.

When the three dark snakes come out of the vat, will it be too late to catch up with the old Taoist priest's disaster? Wang Chong didn't take it to heart. He is not a kind person, so what big deal is it if a disciple of the Demon Sect goes back on his word?

He and Yang Zhuozhen didn’t have any great friendship!

Yang Zhuo really asked him to help, without mentioning any reward or warning about the danger. He even refused to explain who his senior brother's helper was. This old Taoist priest may not have 100% conscience.

Wang Chong was worried and had no intention of hiding it, so his emotions showed on his face. Thinking that he had nowhere to go, and no one to guide him in his daily practice, he felt a little panicked and confused, and suddenly sighed.

As soon as he sighed, he heard an old voice in his ears, shouting with a smile: "You little kid, why are you so sad that you have to sigh like this?"

Wang Chong was horrified and looked around hurriedly, but there was no one talking to him.

This old voice seemed to be in his ears, but there was no one nearby. He knew that he had met an expert, so he cupped his hands and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Senior, would you like to show up to have some food and wine?"

He knew that the old voice must be that of a Taoist. No matter how quiet his voice was, the other party would definitely hear it, so he invited him directly.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the old voice laughed again: "You have some thoughts! Since you asked, the old beggar will eat you."

Wang Chong's eyes only felt blurry. A middle-aged beggar was sitting in front of him. With his eyesight, he could not see where this middle-aged beggar came from.

Although this middle-aged beggar's clothes were heavily patched, he was clean and well-washed. He was carrying a bamboo stick in his hand and a large yellow-skinned gourd behind his back. He had the air of a master in the game.

Wang Chong was horrified, but after all, he had a small city, so he only asked the store to bring a few more food and drinks without saying much.

The middle-aged beggar had an unusually large appetite for food and a good drinking capacity. Wang Chong asked the store owner to replenish the food and wine three times, but he was able to eat everything. He said nothing, but secretly watched, trying to figure out the origin of this middle-aged beggar, fearing that he had encountered an enemy.

The middle-aged beggar had eaten and drank enough. He smiled brightly and said, "The old beggar originally thought that a place like Chengdu Prefecture would have a fox fairy, a weasel spirit, and a mouse spirit, but he didn't expect it to be a little boy who knows a little about swordsmanship. Your family Where are the elders?”

Just when Wang Chong was about to answer, his brows froze slightly, and Yan Dzizhu only said two words: Become a disciple!

Wang Chong's mind was racing, and he thought to himself: "Is it because Yan Dizhu asked me to come to Chengdu Mansion just to take advantage of this opportunity? What is the identity of this old beggar? Why does Yan Dzi Zhu value him so much?"

Wang Chong also didn't know the origin of the Dzi Bead. It was a treasure, not a cute pet, and he couldn't communicate with it on weekdays. He was full of questions, but no one answered.

Although he thought a lot, his thoughts only lasted for a moment, and he immediately left the table and fell to the ground, crying bitterly.

The middle-aged beggar was dumbfounded. He loved playing Fengchen most in his life. He was passing by Chengdu Prefecture. Thinking of the many delicacies in Chengdu Prefecture, he couldn't help but go to the city to have a good meal. I accidentally heard that a young man had occupied an abandoned house and started a fresh fruit business. He gathered a group of beggars and sold fruit baskets all over the street. I mistook him for some playful little goblin and wanted to teach him a lesson. Fan.

When he saw Wang Chong, he found that there was a faint sword energy in this young man. He was still an authentic Xuanmen disciple and was not some evil spirit. When he showed up, he did not expect to encounter such an embarrassing scene.

Wang Chong didn't dare to cry all the time. What if he met a senior who liked having fun and thought his mother-in-law would be self-defeating? While choking, he said: "This disciple has just been kicked out of Emei..."

The middle-aged beggar was slightly surprised and asked, "What did you commit?"

Wang Chong was afraid that he would not have a chance to speak, so he said "I just got kicked out of Emei" just to get a chance to speak. At that moment, he told his experience exactly as it was. In addition to concealing his origin, Tian Xin Guan, he pretended to be Tang Dynasty. This key point of Jingyu really was not left out at all, nor was it even a lie.